SPOV

The rest of our evening at Fangtasia was spent with fangbangers eye balling me. I could hear their thoughts of disdain and jealousy directed towards me. I knew Eric was a handsome guy and any woman would be lucky to have him, but their obsession was a bit ridiculous. I did my best to block it out and enjoy my friend. Well, I actually was unsure of what to call him now. Eric made it very clear to anyone who showed interest in me that I was taken. Some frat boy had taken to glancing over at me and smiling every few minutes and Eric possessively slid his arm around my shoulders and pulled me closer.

If I was being honest I did not mind too much, it was kind of a turn on. I really wanted to get back to Eric's place so I could have him all to myself.

"Eric, so good to see you again" A deep voice came from an unfamiliar vampire.

I looked up from the booth to see a rather short and stocky fellow standing there. His black hair was greased back and his nose took up most of his face. His beady black eyes were focused on Eric who had become very tense besides me.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" Pam zipped over and spat at the man.

"Now, now Pamela… is that any way to speak to your maker? I command you to be more polite and at least pretend you're happy to see me." He grinned.

I watched in complete shock as Pam's demeanor completely changed. Her grimace turned into an odd smile of sorts and she actually apologized for being rude. Pam, bitch Pam, apologized!

As I processed all of that I was filled with dread soon enough .This was the ass that turned Eric. Why was he back now?

"Who the hell do you think you are?" I stood up, ready to defend Eric and chew this jackass out for turning him and leaving him. He might be a vampire but he had ruined my best friend's life. There was going to be hell to pay.

"I don't take kindly to blood bags insulting me." He hissed and with a quick flick of his wrist he sent me flying a good ten feet into a table.

Eric was up in a second, lunging for his maker with a snarl.

The psycho stopped Eric in his tracks after the briefest of scuffles and soon had his hand around his throat. "You're a strong one…. You could be very useful. I knew there was a reason I liked you." He chuckled. "By the way I'm also commanding you to not attack me or kill me." He relaxed his grip and let Eric go.

"There, that's much better. One big happy family." He smiled big and completely ignored me as I gathered myself off the floor. I had some bruises and a few scrapes but nothing too bad.

I looked around and realized the bar was silent and everyone was watching the scene between the three vampires. I wondered why the other vampires were not trying to help Pam or Eric, was this psycho some kind of super vamp they were afraid of?

"Eric I am truly sorry we have not yet had a chance to officially meet. I am Appius Livius Ocella, but I will allow you to call me Appius." He patted Eric on the shoulder like they were best buddies.

"Oh gee, how lucky, he can call the devil by his nickname." I muttered to myself, forgetting vampires could hear everything. Shit.

Ocella's fangs snapped down but so did Eric's and he moved to block his maker from getting to me.

"Do not touch her" Eric growled and Ocella went from foaming at the mouth to laughing. This guy was seriously insane.

"Ah, I see she is your pet, you still have some of those pesky human emotions for her. Do not worry that will fade with time. I will leave her be for now as a gift to my new child, but keep her in line Eric. One more stray remark and she will be dead. I do not tolerate disrespect from my children or their humans." He said all of this with a smile, like he was so generous.

"Now both of you will come with me, I will need the two of you for my newest project." Ocella turned and started to leave. Pam looked pissed again but she reluctantly started to follow him. I had never seen her bow down to anyone…. Eric's feet remained glued to the spot however.

"Eric?" His maker questioned.

"I'm not going anywhere with you. I hate you as I'm sure every child you have ever made does. You're a sick fuck and I refuse to help you with anything." He growled and faster than the speed of light Ocella was on him again.

This time he had Eric pinned to the floor right in front of me, his hand tightening around Eric's throat with every word he said. I could see blood dripping down his neck where Ocella's finger nails were cutting into his skin.

"Stop! Please stop!" I yelled uselessly. Ocella was stronger than Eric, he could kill him.

"You stubborn redneck" Ocella snarled above Eric, getting close enough their noses were touching as he leaned down. "Do not forget who is in control of you, I made you and I can end you." His black eyes burned into Eric's but Eric's expression remained defiant. "You might be stubborn but I will break you. I have broken thousands before you and you will be no different. I will control you Eric Northman. I could simply command it but I'd rather you suffer and learn your lesson. So instead I will command you to hurt your blonde treat."

My heart pounded in my chest and I turned to run.

"Eric, I command you to bite her, feed from her like she's nothing more than a happy meal to dispose of in a garbage can once you're done." He whispered into Eric's ear.

I made it halfway to the door when arms wrapped around me with a vice like grip. The wind was knocked out of me as Eric roughly turned me around in his arms and bent my head back. I screamed for him to stop, to not hurt me, this wasn't him. Then his fangs roughly sank into my neck and he started to feed. There was no pleasure in this, only fear and pain as he made no attempt to be gentle. I could feel his fangs tearing at my flesh as he moved his head to increase the blood flow instead of keeping still.

I started to scream for someone else to help me. I thought I overheard a few try to help me but they were quickly killed or beaten to a pulp by Ocella. He was old and strong…. Maybe the strongest vampire alive for all I knew.

I started to black out and became limp in my best friend's arms, as he drained me dry and sucked the life out of me.

"Stop!" I barely heard his maker yell at him. I fought to stay conscious.

"Fuck…" I heard Eric whisper as he gently laid me down in a booth. "Sookie, I'm so sorry… I'm so-"

"Eric! We are leaving now. Do I need to command it or are you going to listen this time? I can make you do much worse than bite her. Remember that." Ocella's voice was muffled and I fought to keep my eyes open.

I watched Eric with blurry vision as he stepped back. His face was covered in blood and also regret. He turned towards his maker and followed Pam out the door. He stole one last look at me and I tried to say something but no words made it out. I just wanted to tell him I knew it wasn't his fault, but I never got the chance. I blacked out a few seconds later.

a/n: Ocella is quite the ass eh?