SOLOMON
'I was panting under my breath. It felt like I was dying. I was only human. I wreaked of sweat - I was only aloud to wash myself once a day. I watched as the masters cleaned themselves. Such ideal luxury they were gifted.
I was the bastard son of a noblemen raised as nothing more then a slave. I never felt what it was like to be loved - I just held onto the feeling of being acknowledged by the father I barely even knew.
So I listened and did what I was told from a young age. By the time I was five I was ordered by the father I barely knew to follow what the Masters said if I wanted any acknowledgement from him.
And like the little boy I was at the time I followed it like a blind puppy walking into a slaughter. How naive I had been back then. What the Masters made me do at such an age changed me. It toughened me up - it made my will my own, well what was left of it.
I find myself reliving the past ever since I met her... The barmaid...the telepath that walked into my sight.
I had known of her from the information that was made available to me from my connections I had procured through my long life.
But something about her made me relive the most horrific and yet happy times of my past.'
I blink - and shake my head - ridding myself of such thoughts and sped up to take cover from the rising sun in a random house. It was light tight fortunate for him and his progeny.
My place was only a couple miles yet they couldn't beat the sun. I gently set my progeny down only to see the pain that the sunlight had wrecked across her defined features. The sun had grazed the side and tips of her hands looking at the warts and burns that had spread over pale and ivory skin. Yet the pain only lasted only a second. I watched barely a minute passed before the healing process started.
"We weren't fast enough. You should be feeling the pull from the sun. " I explained the best I could seeing visible signs of Sookie's tiredness.
She protested lifting her up but I ignored her and sat her onto a vacant bed. "Sleep child. " she couldn't protest any further even if she wanted to and I knew and Sookie knew that.
The pull from the sun was irresistible to a newly made vampire. I could easily last a couple hours but I know I had to go to ground so to speak if I didn't want 'the bleeds' to start.
But I was content just watching her. I hadn't thought of my past ever since I had been made a vampire with my long deceased maker several centuries ago.
I had no idea why this girl brought such memories forth and I wanted to know why.
SOOKIE
I feel the drowsiness slip away when I open my eyes. It was completely awing how the pain seemed to slip away. Although I took an unnecessary breath and felt the burning sensation in the back of my throat. Would the gnawing hunger for blood ever cease? It wouldn't I thought after thinking. It was ridiculous.
"I made sure to pick up a couple of true blood." I heard Solomon as he walked in the room I had been sleeping in. Really looking where I had slept - the place was trashed...abandoned? My silent mind rationalized.
I see him walk into the room and set a six pack of true blood in-front of me. I blink hungrily at the red bottles I watch as Solomon picks one out and loosens the cap and immediately the hunger seems to dissipate.
"Aw yes well, the smell of true blood isn't that great compared to the real thing. But it can sustain your hunger, yet it's only a temporary fix. " I watched as he offered the bottle to me.
"Why are you..." I wanted to ask why he was different from before. I could see the guy back in club Chaos - the guy, which had been a deceitful ploy I know - but he had been heroic. Were there two sides to Solomon?"Let me guess you're thinking why I'm being a helpful maker? And should I say to clarify - I have every attention on being one?"
"No....yes, I guess. But it doesn't exactly make everything right as rain. Since as I remember clearly you commanding me not to leave your side. "
I accept the bottled blood from his hand not thankful in the least and close my eyes - preparing myself for the awful and bitter taste. I took an unnecessary breath of air and poured the heavy liquid down my throat. When the first drop hit my tongue I immediately throw the bottle to the wooden floor - breaking it as the contents smeared all over the floor.
"That's vile. " I say. Wiping my mouth with the edge of the shirt. "I told you. It's nothing compared to the real stuff. But you try and manage the taste it's not that horrible. That was A positive generally I like the AB Negative but the store only had A Pos. We should get back to my place. " I watch as Solomon turns - his back facing me. Did it make me sound weird if I didn't want him not facing me? God I was mentally hating myself the vampire was so contradicting. One second he is this total jerk and the next he's actually a considerate maker. Ugh i should just stake myself now.
"Why did I heal so fast? Will I have to drink more blood every time I'm wounded? " and like I wanted I watch his long platinum blonde almost white hair brush the other side of his shoulder when he turned back to face me.
"The more recent you drink blood the faster you will heal. If you went days or even weeks without your body will eventually start to shut down and wither. "Godric flashed across my mind. He had gone years without blood. It made sense - towards the end of his long life the two - thousand year old vampire had seen such life and death. What he must have lived through it was unimaginable. Well at least it had been.
"We need to go. " i want to say that he can go but I knew that whatever I say he wouldn't listen or follow.
"This doesn't mean I forgive you or anything. " I walk past him - my eyes sneak a glance at his and there was an unreadable emotion. I couldn't hear vampires - my gift or curse wasn't within me anymore and I found it funny. The peace I had longed for for the most of my life I had finally achieved it and the one moment I had the most need for it...I didn't.
I quickly look away and pass him. "It's only a couple miles away. We should be there in about a couple of minutes. " and with that I follow after the jerk I refuse to call maker.
My eyes widened when I saw what accounted for the jerk's home of residence. It was a skyscraper - well it was huge and it was an apartment building - he owned every square inch of the place though. Reminding me of another very high-handed person. I missed Eric and even Bill.
Shaking my head out of those thoughts I see that Solomon was unlocking the system - the security system was just like those action movies you see. A hand-print touch screen - I rolled my eyes since it was a typical guy thing to have.
"Come here and place your hand on the pad. " I place my hand on the electric pad - I watch as green light scans my hand, "you are now linked in the security. "
"Like I even need it. " I say aloud it was fascinating how I watch his control - I had been fighting him every inch and every step of the way since I first rose vampire. And not once do I see an inkling of regret or an inkling of anger.
"During most of the nights from now on I will teach you all there is to be one of the undead. In time you'll see how being like this is a gift rather then a curse. " with just a speed a vampire could accomplish he was in my personal space lifting my chin up with his index finger. I wanted to swat it away like I did the other time, "it's natural for you to fight this. To fight me. But believe me when I say this it was not my attention to anger you. I saved you from a life of regret of your fragile mortality. In time you'll find, like me, time will pass and you will learn and experience more and more. " I wanted to retort back - of what exactly I wasn't sure but I just didn't want to be the one speechless when my thoughts said something different. He slid his finger upwards to my lips silencing whatever I was going to say.
Why was it I felt something for him? After all he did to me - why was I somewhat falling for him?
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