Chapter 3: Lost in my thoughts: Förlorad i mina tankar
"Do I bore you Mr. Eric?" Madeline said in her thick French accent
"No, keep going your doing very well sweet Madeline" I said giving her a seductive smile.
She blushed and ran her hands down her curves before swinging back around the pole. As Madeline danced for me her body began to change. Her short red hair began to grow and turn a light blond. Her large breast (probably fake) shrunk (not that I minded) to a medium perky size. Her tan skin turned a lighter shade. As her face turned up and I looked into her eyes I saw that instead of green they were light baby blue. As she continued to dance one name escaped the chambers of my throat.
"Sookie" I whispered
"Did you say something Mr. Eric?" Madeline said as she looked at me curiously
"Um no. that will be all Madeline you are dismissed "I said looking away from her, silently scolding myself for thinking so much about a human.
"Why dear Eric have you become bored with Madeline? I guess Ill just have to take her of f your hands now wont I" Pam said with her voice layered with lust.
"Do with her what you wish Pam, I am not in the mood tonight" I said uninterested
"Inte på humör, är det något fel på dig Eric" (Not in the mood, is there something wrong with you Eric) Pam replied not hiding the suprise and supicision in her voice.
" Nej jag bara inte på humör det är allt" ( No, i am Just not in the mood that is all) i said as i rose from my cair and headed towards the door.
" Om du säger så (If you say so).Oh Madeline dear come here please" Pam purred walking towards the back.
As i walked out of Fangtasia and into my car my i found myself thinking about Sookie again. I had to stop this i had more important things to tend to at the momnent.
~45 Minutes Later~
I leaned against the tree. Waiting for my visitor to arrive. Surprisingly it wasnt just one person it was more than 20 men guarding 1 man. He was tall not as tall as me but tall. He had black hair and he was wearing a black t-shirt and dark jeans with a chian attched to his pocket. His fingernails were painted black and his arm was covered in tattoos. I had heard things about him his name was Seamus (shay-mus) he had supposidly killed more than 15 men . 10 because they crossed him 4 because they were in his way and 1 just because.
I wasnt impressed.
" Glad you could make it Seamus, my name is Eric" i said giving him a challenging simle
"Nicetomeet you Eric, I hope you survive and show that you are worthy for my services" he said running his hands through his hair
Was he insane I could easily kill the children that stood before me, guarding him.
"Hahahahaha, Oh don't worry I will" I said chuckling as a cocky smile spread across my face.
They charged at me with weapons, thinking the would win, that I would fall. I was a Viking I never lost. Easily decapitated the first 8 using their chains against them. They next 10 were sloppy I easily ripped them to shreds as they tried effortlessly to stake me. I grabbed one of the last to forcing the other to stab him in the chest. He looked down at his fallen friend and then up at me. I grinned at him as his eyes flicked towards the knife on the ground. Before he could pick it up I had him by his throat dragging toward his leader who was staring at me with wide frightened eyes. When I was close enough I ripped the remaining man up splattering blood all over Seamus's face. I grabbed him by the throat bringing us face to face.
"I heard you can sniff out people of the Faye, Is that true" I said slowly
"Y-yes I c-can its true" he stuttered
"How long does that usually take?" I asked
"About 6 weeks maybe less if I work hard enough" He squeaked
"Well I guess you'll be working very hard, wont you? " I asked giving him a menacing look
"Y-Yes sir" he squeaked
"I need you to investigate a women form me, she lives in bon Temps" I said dropping him to the ground.
"N-name" He replied
"Sookie, Sookie Stackhouse" I answered