When faces of the past return, will the slayer be able to combat her new life in Bon temps with her destiny?
* I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE CHARACTERS FROM THE TV SHOWS; TRUE BLOOD ABD BUFFY THE VAMPIRE SLAYER *
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London, 1865...
The winter air was cold and crisp as the fog blanketed across the streets of London. Sarah Thomas , walked across the cold streets of south bank waiting for her midnight admirer to arrive. She felt a cool breeze move behind her, a familiar metallic , vanilla musk scent infiltrating her nose.
"Hello , Mr Northman" she smiled keeping herself facing away from him.
"Hello, Ms Thomas" he replied , moving his cold hand to her waist turning her around to face him. Her dark brown eyes were met with haunting blue ones that warmed her heart.
Eric saw the love and adoration she held in them, all of it just for him. He pulled her closer to his chest , leaned his head down so that his lips were inches away from hers
She could feel the desperation radiating from him, how much he wanted her ,how much he needed her. "What would people say if they saw me like this?" She enquired hesitant to kiss him under the shelter of only the moonlight.
"If anyone ever dare say anything about you , it would be the end of them" he said before slamming their lips together in a passionate kiss. She kissed him back with as much passion and force as he had placed on her. She raised herself on her tiptoes, trying to reach into him for more.
She was surprised at how easy it was for her to let loose with him. She had only known him for a short while but she already knew that he was someone she couldn't live without. He was intoxicating , addictive she couldn't get enough of him.
As the kiss progressed Eric suddenly pulled away as he felt his fangs retract, he turned his head away in an attempt to regain the control he had lost to the passion that he felt for her. Eric felt two soft warm hands against his cold cheek pushing his face back into her direction. He was met with her shining smile.
"It's okay" she urged gently as she pushed her hair away from her neck, "Drink" she told him sternly. Causing him to look back at her in confusion.
"I can't... I don't want to hurt you" he whispered
"It's fine, really... drink" she said pulling him closer to neck her by the hand.
Eric's gaze darkened as he watched every pump of blood flow through her jugular vein, every contraction tempting him to sink his fangs deep into her and drink her of her essence. He listened to her heartbeat again , he wanted to make sure that this is what she truly wanted. There were no jumps , no irregular beats. She had an undying love and trust for him that could never go out. And with his conformation, he buckled his neck down and sunk his fangs into the crevice of her neck
The second he tasted her blood it was like heaven on earth, to him her blood was the sweetest thing that he had ever tasted. A mixture of sunlight, honeysuckle the sweet scent of the North Sea where he grew up. He was in utter bliss, his mind was flooded with images of love and security and familiarity , reminiscent of the North Sea where he had grew up.
When Sarah began to feel lightheaded she slightly pulled away from him, telling him to stop . But as she did she felt his sharp fangs sink deeper into her. Eric grunted at her defiance and held her in place as his body filled with an insatiable hunger, he wanted more , he needed more.
As she continued to struggle under his grip , Eric's mind contorted and became clouded with the frill of the hunt. His once lover now turning into his prey. She began to move away from him desperately as the pain now had become unbearable as she felt her life force being drained , but as she did Eric's grip grew tight her Like a hunters claws drawing deeper into his prey.
"Eric.... Eric..." she cried as her world began to turn black
"Please.... I don't want to die" she yelped finally causing Eric to retract his fangs but it was too late...
Clarity filled Eric as he had took notice to the weak , sorrow tone in her voice , he quickly pulled away from her neck to look at her face he watched as the life that he once cherished drained from her eyes , the fearful look that she had whilst a single tear Fell down her now cold cheek
In an instant the Viking ripped open his wrists, blood splattering across the cobblestone floor and placed it against her now blue lips, forcing her mouth open to drink.
Eric quickly lifted Sarah's body and placed her gently in his arms, he sped away to where he , Nora and Godric were nesting, desperately searching for them. Upon his arrival he had found Nora feeding on a guy in his mid 30's , she sensed his distressed nature and pulled away from the guys neck, looking up at Eric's disheveled appearance and the body of a women that he had carried in his arms
"So this must be Sarah then?" Nora said amused , as she walked closer to him and peered down upon the beautiful girl that layed in his arms peacefully. She had never met her before but was surprised to say the least that Eric had brought his midnight admirer to there nest of all places.
"I have no time for conversating , with you right now Nora i need your help" He pleaded with her, causing Nora to dismiss the man she was feeding on earlier
"Fine... but" Nora started but before she could finish Eric vamp sped away into the nearest cemetery , gently placing Sarah's body on the ground and buried a whole deep into the ground. After the hole was big enough he placed her body into the ground and soon climbed in after her ,clinging tight onto her body. He raised his hand and flicked it backwards, signalling to Nora to start pouring the dirt over them.
As the thick dirt layered on top of them eric had only thought about her and on that night Eric had prayed , he had prayed to whatever god there was out there and hoped that she would come back, vampire.
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The next night Eric arose from the grave and sat across from the burial site where the body of his beloved lie. He waited on hours upon hours until the new sun bloomed over the horizon turning over the night. The crisp sunlight began to burn his skin as he stood there waiting , the sensation he had felt was unbearable but he wasn't going to loose hope, he didn't want to give up on her.
Nora returned back to their grave with a black veil covering her face in order to avoid the rise of the incoming sun. She saw the tall blonde gaze over the fresh grave still waiting for Sarah as the morning sunlight danced on his skin, the smell of burnt skin infiltrating her nostrils.
She walked up to him and placed a hand on his shoulder "she's not coming back , I'm sorry"
Eric didn't reply , he just turned away solemnly from the burial site of his supposed progeny that now became the grave of his lover. As he vamp sped back to the nest where he would rest for the day, Nora saw a glimpse of the red liquid falling down his cheek and the depressed look on his face to match, before soon following after him.
As Eric went to ground his mind was filled with Irreplaceable thoughts of her. Her laugh , her smile, her hopes for the future, but now all of that was gone all of the possibilities she should have had ; children, finding a husband , growing up. All of that , gone because of his savagery and selfishness. All that was left of her was a corpse and an unmarked grave.
She was dead and it was his fault....
I'm sorry if the writing for this is really jumpy , i have been swamped with mocks and other school stuff !
