«Ollo People's. This is just a fun story I'm making to express my extreme love for True Blood (and Eric Northman). And don't judge me like that you love him to that's why you are reading this.
Well enjoy =p»
ł 'West's' POV ł
Darkness and Pain. Should I know anything else. What need is there to learn anymore? That's all I have. That's all they tell me I need. I do have faint memories. Of a light, of a time when I wasn't so weak and hurt. That's was so long ago that I don't think I'll ever experience that. I'm to valuable to them. The vampires would never let me go.
They'll never let me see the sun will they? I don't think so. They just want me to be their refrigerator. They only want to drink from me twenty four seven. They look at me as a meal. Nothing more.
It's somewhat understandable. From what they say to me and the few words I can catch of their conversations. I'm delicious. I believe one girl described it as. "It's like all the meals I wish I could taste again. Chocolate, gravy, strawberry's, and mint ice cream."
Now I have no idea what those things mean. Well I might of at one time, but I've long since forgotten. I don't even remember my name. The vampires just call me West. Which doesn't exactly sound like a name to me.
I'm laying on the floor in a small pool of my own blood when they come for me. At first I think. 'Another undead coming to drink from me and rape me.' So I just stay where I am. There was a time when I put up a fight. I used to scream till I lost my voice and scratch at the walls till my fingers bled. After a while though I just stopped. What was the point anyway? I'm a captive that's all I'll ever be. A vampire play thing.
The worst thing is I've come to accept it.
ł Sookie's POV ł
"We have to stop them!" I screamed in frustration. We just got rid of those witches now this group of rouge vampires is terrorizing us. Bill sighs from the bathroom. We got together just a month ago and I don't regret my decision to choose him at all. Eric sure moved on quickly though, not that I care. Still one week and he already had a new girl in his bed.
"I know." Bill walks back into our room with his hair still wet from his shower.
"How are you so calm?" I say as I start to change into a pair of pyjamas. This pair is blue with the word 'Capri' written down the outside of one off the legs.
"I know that no matter what we will win," He smiled at me with his handsome face. God I love him. He's so positive and encouraging. He makes me happy. I doubt if I was with Eric I'd be this happy. "Just like every time something happens here."
I take a moment to look out the window of my grandmothers farm house. Would we really win this time? I remember earlier today we faced the leader of their rebel group.
«Cliche movie flashback moment (^_^) »
"What do you want with Bon Tomps?" I asked the vampire hiding in the rafters of the old abandoned barn. The roof of the barn keeps him in the shadows away from our sight. At least away from mine. With Bills vampire vision he can probably see him clearly.
"I want nothing with your stupid little town," That confuses me. What does he want then and why is he terrorizing us? If he doesn't want anything is he just doing this for fun? I can't read his thoughts either which is extremely frustrating. At least then I could figure out what he wants.
Could he be another person after my blood? It wouldn't be the first time a vampire threatened all I love just to get me. For some reason I don't think that's it though. If that were the case he could attack me right now. I just sense that something bigger is going on here. Something important. Something that's going to change everything. Then again I think that about nearly everything.
"Then what do you want?" Bill asks him in a formal southern voice. I'm glad to see he's calmer than me. I can barely control my anger and frustration. I just want to know what the hell is happening here.
"I only want to move some very valuable merchandise." The way he says merchandise sends a chill down my spine. He probably means vampire blood. That's the only explanation. Still the way he said merchandise doesn't sound right. Bill and I share a look probably thinking the exact same thing.
"What kind of merchandise?" My southern voice spills out of my mouth and before I know I've even asked the question the vampire is responding.
"Let's just call it," He pauses for a moment. Why might you ask? Well I don't know probably for effect. "West."
"West." Bill says under his breath.
I turn to him and whisper. "Do you know what it means?"
"No but I've heard of it." Suddenly a distant look crosses his face. "It started a couple years ago. Rumours of a vampire who had a amazing product. One that made vampires stronger, faster, better in all ways. One that allowed them to even go into the sun for a short time. The only name they ever had for it was West."
That doesn't sound good. Vampires are already practically invincible. Now there is something that can make them even stronger. If this got into the wrong hands (which I do believe it already is) this could go very badly.
I look over at the horizon and realize that the sun will be up soon. I whisper to Bill. "We have to go."
«Cliche movie flashback moment over»
Now we are in the basement ready to go to bed for the day. Lately since everyone in Bon Tomps seems to be up all night and sleep all day anyway I decided to embrace it. Now I sleep with Bill in the basement. There is one window and every day I shut it before we go to sleep. So that's what I do now.
After I close the shutters and make my my way over to bed and collapse.
Goodnight world, don't let the vampires bite.
ł Third Person POV ł
Eric Northman was in his coffin. He was in a deep thought about something he heard that night. He had been just hanging around Fangtasia. When he heard three vampires talking about a quite interesting subject.
This is how the conversation went to Eric's ears.
Female Vamp: So when does he want it there?
Male Vamp 1: I believe it was Friday.
Male Vamp 2: No he definitely wants the product moved to his place by Wednesday by the latest.
Male Vamp 1: And it's Sunday today right?
Female Vamp: No duh dumbass.
Male Vamp 1: Hey it gets hard to keep track.
Male Vamp 2 *quietly*: Geez you two fight like a old married couple.
Male Vamp 1 and Female Vamp: We do not.
Male Vamp 2: *sighs* Well I think we should starts moving it by Monday, maybe we can even be early.
Female Vamp: That sounds good.
Male Vamp 1: Agreed.
That's all Eric heard. The trio split up after that. He hadn't gotten a look at them due to the crowd but he heard each word loud and clear. His curiosity was eating him away. What was this product? At first he had thought Vampire blood, but that didn't make sense. They would have just sold it not transported it. You don't move V you sell it immediately. What ever the product was he knew it was something important.
If only he knew how important it was then.
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I took a pill in Ibiza - I forget who sings it =p
Church Bells - I also forgot who sings this one XD
Blow - Ke$ha (haha I know this one =D)
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