Chapter 1

Eric POV:

I awake just before sunset and for a fragment of a second I wonder why the hell I'm not in the comforts of my own bed. But then, as I feel someone stirring next to me, I remember. I turn my head to see the one person I never hoped to see when waking up under ground: Sookie Stackhouse. Her eyes are big and she's in panic, and doesn't quite seem to realize what's going on, just yet.

"Eric, why am I here, why did you take me underground and how did I survive that? And what's that burning….", she goes quiet as the conclusion sinks in. "No, no, no, this can't be… YOU TURNED ME?"

With a few fierce strokes of her arms she digs her way out of our resting place, furiously muttering a whole vocabulary of profanities at me.

I follow her out and grab her arms. "Sook, listen to me, LISTEN", I beg her. "If you just… give me a few minutes, I will explain. First, let me ask you, what's the last thing you remember?"

When she tells me it's that she was driving home from visiting Jason, but somewhere on the way, her memories just stop, I fill her in on what her final hours as a human, had been like.

"Your car was found on the side of the road. No signs of an accident, but also no sign of you. Andy Bellefleur was called, and he of course informed Jason right away. From a few traces in your car, they concluded that you had to have been overpowered and taken away, but since there were no other leads, they didn't quite know where to go or what to do. It's a good thing Jason isn't as dumb as he sometimes looks because he recalled that you had my blood in you, and that I should be able to find you wherever you were, so they called me at Fangtasia."

I cringed a little before continuing my recount of the events. "When I found you, you had been knocked out, gagged and tied to a pole. I think you were badly abused and battered; you were bruised, and had cuts all over your face and body. It looked like, whoever did that to you, was planning for more abuse before silencing you forever. I freed you, and tried bringing you to safety so I could heal you there, but while carrying you to my car, your heart stopped. I managed to get it going for long enough to get you to drink some of my blood, but just as your superficial wounds were healing up, your heart stopped again. Sook, I had no choice, I had to try and keep you with us. I even asked Jason what he wanted me to do, and he agreed. If you really do not want this life for yourself, I will help you until you're ready for your true death."

Bloody tears were pouring down her precious face, as she took a deep breath. "You know bloody damn well I never wanted to be turned. But now it happened, and I do not want to meet my true death until I find who did this to me, and make them pay for what they did to me. And oh my lord, I'm thirsty. Where are we, and how close are we to a bottle of True Blood?" "Sookie, you won't sustain on True Blood, not just yet. I'm afraid you really have to feed. How about I take you to Shreveport, and we find you a donor?"

Sookie POV:

Holy shit.. I'M A VAMPIRE. As if being part human, part fae wasn't freak enough! Part of me wants to just stay right where I am until sunrise, and then melt away into oblivion. But a bigger, more vocal part tells me I have to get revenge for my death. I can't be mad at Eric, I think he wanted me to at least have the choice. It's true I never considered the possibility that my life would really come to an end this early, by the hands of someone that wasn't a vampire. Who was it… could it have been another kind of supe? A were, or a shifter, or god forbid, even a fae? I'll have to ask Eric about that later. For now I got to focus and try to not murder the first human that feeds me.

Eric had driven me to the Blood by Night place. "You're going to have a preference for a certain blood type. This place is perfect for finding out which it is." A little uncomfortably, I follow my instinct and walk up to a brunette lady, who had a sign pinned to her coat indicating her blood type was O negative. She tilted her head a little to give me access, but I panicked and at vampire speed ran back to Eric. "What do I do, how do I know where to bite and how the fuck do I get my fangs to work?"

He chuckled a little and led me back to the donor. "Don't think about it too much, you have the instinct for it now, and once you make the move, your fangs will come out by themselves."

The donor smiles at me very sweetly "Don't worry ma'am, you're going to be ok." Grabbing my hand, she pulls me into her and cradles my head as she holds me in a tender embrace. "Go on, tuck in".

My left hand latches on to Eric's hand as I hold my donor's head with the other hand while I bow into her neck. I'll be damned… once I get close enough, I smell a sweet, alluring scent that makes my fangs come out, and as if I've never done otherwise, I pierce her skin with them and tap right into her vein. Oh. Ohhhhh! The burning in my throat settles a bit and I feel myself calm down. I'm very aware of the fact that if I give into this bliss, I risk draining this lovely girl. As one more mouthful of this fragrant, sweet, warm blood slides down my throat, I tune out from the world and focus on the sensational rush building in my body. My limbs are tingling, my hooha is throbbing, and I feel more alive than I have in a long time. In the distance I hear Eric, telling me to stop feeding and I slowly regain my senses. It takes a lot of self-control but I manage to pull myself off the donor's neck. Having received the same treatment from Eric and Bill in the past, I know what the next step is. I pierce my finger with my own fang, and gently rub my blood over the puncture wounds I made. As they begin to close, I give the donor a gentle peck on the cheek and thank her for being an amazing first meal.

We both are silent as we walk to the car. I feel so overwhelmed. I look around me, and the lights are brighter than I've ever seen. Looking at the sky, I see every star, but I also see color nuances that I never knew existed. In the distance I hear so many sounds, noises, heartbeats. I hear music coming from all these different buildings, but am able to distinguish each and every song, and can tell what building it's coming from. Then suddenly out of nowhere I hear a woman's voice. "Oh wow, look at that couple, such a handsome tall guy, a real man at last. Why he'd be interested in such a skimpy little skank as that blonde he's with, beats me, but I wouldn't mind if she'd be willing to share that with me". I look around and find the woman, a middle-aged busty woman with too much make-up and saggy boobs. Rushing up to her closely, I snarl: "That man is my savior and my maker. If already he were mine to share, it sure as hell wouldn't be with a used up old tart like you, you skank".

The woman's jaw drops, she goes pale and stutters. "I, I, I…. I didn't say that out loud! Did I?"

Before I can say anything else, Eric pulls me back and gives me a look that tells me he's almost as freaked out as I am, but in his eyes shines also something else. Utter amazement.

"Sookie Stackhouse, did you just read that woman's thoughts?"

A/N: So, don't hate me for turning Sookie, but I think she would actually make a friggin amazing vampire so I'm going to give this a go! I'm undecided whether all the TB characters will make an appearance, some of them annoyed the hell out of me in the series, but I guess one can never say never, right?

Anyways, hope you enjoyed, stay tuned for more soon. Gotta use the inspiration while it's flowing :)