Eric hit send and flipped his phone closed before turning his attention to the vampire that stood in the doorway, it had been almost a thousand years since he had last seen the seven foot burley vampire and he could tell by the look on his face that whatever the reason for his reappearance no good would come of it.
Appius Livius Ocella was known to be one of the most brutal vampires to walk the night; his hatred for woman only came second to the distaste he felt for all things living. Ocella's dark features made him easy to look at and his devious smile was attractive until it unveiled his enormous fangs that were waiting to drain you.
From a distance the vampire appeared to be young but Eric was sure he had to be at least three thousand years old, Ocella was what we'd call a giant in these times when men appeared to be shrinking. Eric himself was born a Viking his breed were known to be big and even him standing at over six foot appeared small next to Ocella.
Over the years Eric heard all the stories about Godric's maker and he knew him well enough to know this visit was not a friendly one; Ocella thrived on torture, he despised woman and enjoyed the company of men very very young men.
Godric was turned at the young age of fifteen, when a fair skinned young woman lured him from his bed she appeared to him crying in the dead cold night; concerned he followed her into the woods. It was his humanity that brought him to his maker and his true death, once lured away from his tribe the young boy was led to the cave where Ocella lay in wait.
His screams echoed through the hills of his village as his torture began, Godric lay on cold stones his body weak and almost drained fully drained of its blood, and the rape from the night before kept him still as the sunlight warmed his skin. The young boy spent his nights praying for dawn while he spent his days praying for death to take him.
It was midday when the Fair skinned girl came to sit watch for the day; she sat at the tree line far from the rocks that held his battered body. When Godric noticed the lines and bruises that covered her thin soiled body he wondered if she was a victim like him but his mind was changed when he remembered her cold dark eyes as she led him from his village and the laughter as she watched his attack.
Seven nights had passed and Ocella had not had his fill of the young boy, the other boys bodies would have usually given out long before now, Ocella having drained them and discarded their lifeless shells in the mountains for the animals to eat. Over and over he sent the fair skinned girl out to lure the young men from their villages.
When the young girl would fail to bring him what he wanted he would turn his sights on her tearing and scaring her flesh, the abuse almost ending her life each time only to be healed and sent to collect him another toy. By the eighth night Ocella had grown to admire Godric's strength and he imagined the boy as one of him; he would be a great asset to Ocella's trio.
Godric was given no choice in the matter, it was just before dawn when Ocella pounced on the boy sinking his fangs deep into his throat tearing his flesh, he wanted this to be painful and memorable. He drained him slowly listening to his heart beat fade with the night, when they woke at dusk Godric ran to his village hoping to find safety. The smell of blood drove him wild; he could hear their heart beats and see the heat under their skin; he lost control causing him to drain half of his village before coming to his senses and running again.
Godric had spent a thousand years running from Ocella when he came across Eric; his humanity that led him into the arms of his death was long gone and replaced by the cunning of a vampire. Eric was a great companion and faithful child; they spent three hundred years traveling the world before Ocella crossed their paths. Eric had never seen his maker fear another like he had when Ocella commanded him to stay the evening with him.
The three of them made their way to a brothel in a nearby town where Eric quickly understood the fear his maker felt, they watched him move with lightning speed as he killed the men and slaughtered the women slowly. He took his time enjoying the screams as he tortured them; draining them only half way before ripping them to pieces.
Godric stayed silent as he followed his maker to an empty room at the top of the stairs, the sounds that came from above his head told Eric the sex was brutal. It was nearly dawn when Godric appeared before him the tears and bruises on his flesh still healing, he took Eric's hand and they went in search of a place to rest.
Once in the ground Godric wrapped his arms around Eric's waist holding him tight and his relief washed over both of them, last time Eric checked it had been over seven hundred years since anyone had heard from Ocella, they were told he had tired of the world and took to ground years ago and now here he is.
Eric had no clue what had made him crawl out from under his rock but he was sure it couldn't be good, "What can I do for you Ocella?"
"Well you could start by explaining what has happened to my child" Ocella stated flatly
"My maker Godric chose to meet the sun over a year ago" his voice still quivered when he spoke of Godric and he hated his weakness for him at this moment,
Ocella smiled "I am aware of Godric's true death" Eric sat looking lost he never knew of Ocella having made another vampire.
"I'm talking about my progeny Lorena"
Eric's gut filled with fear but he managed to keep his face like stone, he knew Sookie had killed Lorena and he knew Ocella would want to punish her for it. Ocella paused waiting for a reaction from Eric, when his face didn't change he continued.
"I received a letter from what humans would call my great granddaughter" he laughed at the words as he spoke them "the letter came to me a few weeks ago, she claims to know who was responsible for Lorena's true death."
Eric had always been able to think on his feet but the fear of Ocella finding Sookie was slowing him down, "may I see the letter" Eric said reaching his hand across the desk, Ocella pulled at the buttons on his coat before patting his pocket and shaking his head no.
There was a long silence after Ocella refused to let Eric read the letter, Eric's phone rang and he knew it was Sookie he had forgotten about her meeting him at the club tonight. He spoke in code and hoped she understood what he was saying to her, finally she agreed to go home instead of coming to the club and Eric could relax and deal with the problem in front of him.
A few minutes after Eric hung up the phone he excused himself and stepped into the main bar sending Sookie a quick text
'Sookie stay inside and don't answer the door for anyone I am fine be there as soon as I can, I love you Love Eric'
He sent Pam away too sending her to Bon Temps telling her he needed her to keep an eye on Sookie but the truth was Eric just wanted her as far away from Ocella as possible.
He couldn't figure out how Jessica had found out about Ocella, he was a direct descendent of the vampire and had no idea he had made other progenies. It wasn't until Eric remembered Bill had been working on a computer program that listed the history of every known vampire he must have researched Lorena and found out about Ocella.
Eric took his time walking back to the office he needed time to come up with a plan; he walked through the office door apologizing to Ocella when he was cut off by the irritated vampire. "Answers Northman I want answers" his voice boomed through the room,
"What was the question again?" Eric said playfully
"Don't toy with me Eric I am three times your age and can make you disappear with ease now tell me what you know"
Eric leaned forward folding his hands and placing them on his desk "I last saw Lorena in Mississippi where she was torturing Bill Compton her progeny"
"And what happened to Compton and his child?"
"Bill along with his child was sentenced to their true death by the Majestry, having lost his mind Bill kidnapped and tortured a human female and at trial Jessica attempted to free him, she killed several guards and the Majestry ended her too."
Ocella smiled at the thought of his blood line torturing and raping "the AVL seems to have forgotten that we are the superior race killing a vampire to protect a human what a pity."
Eric hoped this information was enough to keep him from looking into things any further, he had managed to tell the truth without mentioning Sookie but he still needed to know what was in that letter. With Russell, Sophie Anne, Bill and Jessica all dead the letter was the only thing that could lead him to Sookie.
"Where can I find some fun around here?" Eric was ripped out of his thoughts and he realized Ocella was asking where to find a young man to play with in his area.
"Feel free to enjoy the scenery here at my bar there are willing donors available" the look on the older vampires face was pure disgust he wasn't looking to just feed from someone he wanted to fuck and torture while he fed. Eric stood making his way to the office door gesturing for Ocella to go and enjoy the bar.
Eric was trying to figure out what to do next, the bar would be closing in a few hours and he wasn't sure if Ocella would be expecting to stay with him during this visit. He wanted to get back to Sookie and find out how her first day back to work had went but he didn't want to take any chances and end up leading Ocella to her.
The bar closed for the night and Eric sat doing paper work when Ocella came into the room.
"Where will you be staying while you're in my area Ocella?"
"Oh don't worry I have a place to rest for the day" Eric was glad he couldn't imagine how bad things would get if he expected the two of them to have sex. There was a brief pause before Ocella said good bye and left the bar, Eric knew he would see him again and he was pretty sure the fiendish vampire was enjoying this.
Eric flew to Sookie's rather than drive it made it more difficult to track him; he hoped she was still up because there was a lot to explain. Eric landed at the at the bottom of the stairs on the back porch he looked up to see his beautiful Sookie chatting away with Pam, he moved toward the back door when a noise came from the woods behind him.
Eric turned the tension in his body made him vibrate.
"Is that your human?"