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AN: Thank you to everyone who is taking the time to read my first story! I've been working on this for a few months now and I finally have a good Beta and feel comfortable enough to post it here on FFN. Thanks to Mavrosal for pushing me in the beginning to put this baby out and Thank You to my Beta Midnightquiver for taking the time and looking this over for me. You guys are the best!

Summary: Seventeen minutes too submit to Hate. Seventeen minutes to fall into Desire. Seventeen minutes to find a war. Seventeen seconds to fall in love. Two Vampires, both ready to claim the innocent and spill blood while finding the strange thing called love, along the path to war.

This story will sometimes have dark and graphic themes. I will place warnings at the top of each chapter when necessary.

There is a small lemon at the end of this chapter.

Godric POV

Love.

Who knew something that is simplified to just four small letters would bring me so much tragedy, pain, comfort, and peace. I had always believed someone of my nature would never love or be loved. Our kind doesn't have the ability to love or understand it, or so I thought.

A memory that will live on forever in my mind, still fresh for all that it had happened almost a lifetime ago. I will never forget that night. The night—almost one thousand years ago—I found my eternal child. I'd watched him fighting in the field with his fellow warriors by his side. Standing tall and proud, blood and sweat dripping from his sword. His roars of power ripping from his throat as he cut through his enemies one by one. So much passion, strength, courage and life I haven't seen in a long time. It was in that moment—even though I wouldn't admit it for years to come—I was in love. I knew I had to have him. I craved for him and desired his life more than anything else in my existence, and fate was on my side.

He'd taken a fatal wound to his side towards the end of the battle. He had his sword drawn up ready to strike down another enemy with a smile of victory on his face. When that smile disappeared and pain had taken over. He looked down to see a dagger sticking out of his side from the back, and in that moment he knew this was going to be his final battle. He turned around with speed no human should possess and removed the head of the young enemy warrior who dared to strike him. He continued with the battle and, let out a battle cry like no other. His angry roar cut down his enemies, shook the battlefield, and just for that moment all movement ceased. It had been magnificent.

His enemies took notice of his wounds and charged towards him. I was about to intervene, I would not allow him to come upon death unless given by me. But he did something unexpected his enemies did not see coming- he kept fighting, better and with more power then he had before. I'd never seen such strength in humans. He kept fighting until every enemy of his was struck down. His wounds did nothing to slow him down, they made him faster, stronger, more determine and even a better warrior. I watched as he fell to his knees after the victory and his brothers came to him and tried to help. But they found what I already known, their leader, brother, fellow warrior- was dying.

Eric's people truly honored their warriors, especially their leaders. Even though he was young, Eric had become well loved and above all respected in his short life. I had watched and waited as they built his ceremonial pyre, said their goodbyes, smirking when Eric mentioned females attraction to him. If I had not already known he would be my child that night I would have known right then. I could not wait until I molded him and taught him the ways of being an immortal. He would have been wasted dead. Yes, he had been mine even in those moments while his human heart still beat.

Death came quickly to his brothers by my hand before I stood over him; the risk of them seeing me taking him away was one risk I would not take. I'd come to him and offered life, the one thing anyone could see he wanted and craved. I knew he would pick life for even on his dying breath, he wanted to fight me. When my fangs had entered his neck, his taste had been the best I had the honor of drinking. I knew I'd made the right choice by making him my eternal child.

Over the years the bond between Eric and me grew to what most would never understand, not even our kind. I taught him what he should know and was ready for, watched him over the years transform and become the deadly perfection he is today. There was one lesson he had to know over anything else that I was his lover, father, and brother. His soul belonged to me, but Eric could never be caged. I'd known ever since seeing him on that battlefield he could never be trapped. Releasing him over 300 years ago was one of the most painful things to do, but Eric had to learn and master this world the way he was meant to, with the experience only he could gain without me.

Since then my child had become a maker himself, and had moved up in ranks of our world. His loyalty gives me much joy, and our few encounters since his release had fueled me.

Now, he was standing before me on his knees, telling me the reasons why he sent this human after me. He didn't know the grave mistake he had made, there was more to the Fellowship of the Sun than my nest and child knew.

I had been sensing a darkness looming in the background, waiting to come fourth. They will soon make their move, since they are now using weak minded humans to spread their chaos. The council had been correct in their belief that the last battle, decades ago, wouldn't settle everything. I thought I would have more time to gather information, but I underestimated my child's loyalty to me. He'd come to "rescue" me.

I could not focus on what my child spoke, for my attention was not on the small and strange young woman standing in the corner, trying to button up her dress. My eyes shifted up and down the small and fragile women I just rescued from enduring one of the most painful crimes any person could know. She was rubbing her arms now trying to calm herself, but I could still smell her fear and hear her heart beating rapidly. I had no idea why, but she captivated my attention away from my child, perhaps it had something to do with her fairy blood.

Yes, I'd smelled it on her right away and I could see the small glow around her. Any vampire around my age would be able to tell who she was, because of the great battle that had taken place five hundred years after I had been reborn into this dark world. But, I had to wonder why she was without her kin. Since that battle fifteen-hundred years ago, the fairies had stayed in their own realm, or that is what we have been led to believe. Seeing this girl standing in the corner with fae blood running through her veins, I could only assume we had been wrong, and this meant trouble was coming.

My thoughts were interrupted again by my child.

"They seek to destroy you." I could see in his eyes a storm of rage was beginning. His love and loyalty to me always warmed my soul, but right then it gave me nothing but annoyance.

"I can take care of myself, do not forget who I am and who you belong to." I snarled at him. The woman jumped at my harshness towards my child. In the eyes of humans they are always surprised by our true nature.

"Yes, Godric," he whispered, his eyes fixed on the ground. He was already regretting his actions, but he would have to remember never to cross me again, I was his superior. The alarm went off in the building attracting all of our attention.

"Go, take this…" I glanced up at the small woman in the corner who was still shaken by the events. "…human and leave. I will follow shortly after. You will shed no blood on the way out, we have caused enough chaos." By the brief flash of emotion that crosses his face I could tell Eric was not happy with this and also confused, but I was his maker, he had no say.

"Eric, we have to go now." The young woman broke the tension, walking towards us quickly.

Looking back at him, I could tell he was struggling. "She is correct. Go now, do not make me command you, if you do your punishment will be much worse then I originally planned."

Yes, I had plans to punish him for sending mortals after me. He should have known I had a plan, or that there was much more going on than he'd been lead to believe. He foolishly thought I had been captured by weak human men and lost faith in me. That was something I would never tolerate. I dominated him and tomorrow night he would be reminded of such. He had many things to answer for.

He rose up, telling the young woman to follow him. Watching them run up the stairs and out the door, I focus on what he called her...Sookie that is her name...interesting indeed.

After my child left with Sookie, I once again reflected on everything since coming to Newlin's church.

I did not make as much progress as I'd been hoping for. Spending weeks here and not getting any closer to the answers then I had been when I was "kidnapped". Perhaps they knew I was here? But how? It was when I'd been going over everything in the past few weeks that I felt something was wrong.

My head snapped up as I whispered, "Eric."

I felt a deep growl coming to the surface. I didn't care what part they played in everything, or if this would hurt the vampires in the media eyes; the Fellowship would know pain if anything happened to my child.

He was mine.

I ran up to the front of the church to see my child bound by silver ready to sacrifice himself for me once again and the woman Sookie screaming for them to stop. Newlin had a gun to her head and was addressing the crowd. For once in Newlin's pitiful life, he should have listened to a female, Sookie knew if this got out of hand they would all die.

I could hear Stan and my nest coming closer. I also sensed Mr. Compton with them. I did smell him all over the human, Sookie, before she left with Eric. I wondered why he was here; rumor had it he was on a special mission for Queen Sophie-Ann. So why was he in Dallas? But I would have to think about that later, if I didn't take action now, everyone with a beating heart would die before this night was over. Including the interesting Sookie, and I had many questions for her.

Compton burst into the main hall ready to strike, but I ran down before anyone noticed and grabbed Newlin by his weak neck. He was struggling to get a pitiful word out as I watched Sookie break free and help my child out of the sliver chains. I smirked at this: interesting once again. I would have to thank her later.

Turning my attention once more to the vermin in my grip, I snarled in his face. "You dare touch what is mine." I could feel his heart beating rapidly, and smell his fear. He was struggling with the pretense of being the fearless leader he craved to be. Newlin is nothing but a coward with a well built mask.

"Y'all demons are all going back to hell. No wrong in me helping you get there," he said gasping for breath.

A deep growl starts to rise inside me when Stan and my nest burst through the doors. I could feel this slowly getting out of hand and we didn't need any chaos with the humans right now. No matter how much we wanted to bathe in their blood, we had much bigger problems than weak humans waving crosses and bibles at us.

"Stop," I ordered before my nest could even begin to attack. They all stopped and stared at me awaiting my next orders.

Stan looked at me with much defiance in his eyes. "Sheriff, let us teach these humans a lesson to never cross us." I watch as he lowered his fangs towards one of the humans neck. "Don't ever question me, underling. Go back to the nest, the problem is no more. I don't think any of these noble people are willing to die for this man's chaos." I looked around and the humans all slowly nodded in fear. Stan threw down the one he was about to bite and the human struggled to get up and slowly walked out of the building with the rest of the vermin.

I could hear them one by one leaving until Stan, Sookie, Compton and my child were left along with me and Newlin.

"Everyone, leave, there is nothing left here." Compton grasped Sookie and tried to drag her out, but she stopped, pulling her arm out of his grip scowling at him before walking out next to him. As she passed Eric, they shared a secret look that Compton missed while focusing on trying to get out of the church. I wondered what else my child has been hiding from me? As they walked out the door I noticed Compton addressing a baby vamp that had waited outside. Was he so weak he needed a barely turned vampire's help?

My child was still standing next to me when I turned my attention to him. His face was blank, but I could feel everything through our bond. He looked me in the eye pleading for me to allow him to stay. When had he become so defiant? When I gave an order I expected it to be followed.

"Leave now Eric, and make sure everyone arrives safely at the nest. I will take care of Newlin," I told him. My tone and demeanor could not be mistaken. He knew that he has overstepped my authority. When he turned, starting to walk away I grinned reminding him of one more thing. "Oh, and, Eric, tomorrow night come to my chambers, we have much to discuss". I watched him shiver in fear and desire. A movement so fast, I doubted anyone human or vampire saw it. It pleased me to still have such a strong effect on my child.

Newlin, was still screaming at me about his Jesus when I smiled releasing my fangs, that stopped his little speech about his God mid word. There was little to nothing he could possibly tell me and now that the crisis had been averted a little spilt blood wouldn't hurt. The thoughts of tomorrow and Eric made me huger for blood so I pounced.

Eric's POV

I knew coming to her here would be a risk, but it's a risk I willingly took. The craving and desire for her innocence, soft skin beneath my hands was more than I could bare. I'd been waiting for this opportunity since arriving in Dallas a few nights ago to find my maker, Godric. Now that he was safe or should I say "alive"…at least for now, I could treat myself to her delicious body. No one knew about her relationship with me, not even my beloved child, Pam. I was selfish enough not wanting to share this one with anyone. I would not risk her under any circumstances, she was mine until I grew bored, and then this game with her would end.

Stopping outside her door, I sensed her inside and knew she was alone. Slipping inside the hotel room and I walked towards my pet to see her on the bed, in my favorite position... hands and knees waiting for me. She knew I was coming, we have been playing this game long enough. She knew I could never stay away from her innocence for very long.

I approached the bed; she sat up and stared at me with strong love and desire. I knew she had strong feelings for me, feelings I couldn't give back to her. When I first laid eyes on her, I knew she would be trouble, but the kind of trouble I enjoyed. I was ready to devour her once again and take her to pleasures beyond her imagination. A rare treat like her deserved special care.

She crawled towards me on the bed and slowly started to unbutton my jeans. I growled at her, I was not in the mood for anything slow tonight. I was ready to plunge into her body and taste the innocence and desire within her that she would never lose. She stopped and looked up ready to say something but stopped herself. She knew we had the unspoken rule of no talking. This is all about a release and domination. Only lovers speak during this wild act. We were not lovers she was merely my pet-a pet I would thoroughly enjoy for the next couple of hours.

I gripped her arms pulling her up for a heated kiss. Her taste reminds me of sunshine mixed with a little darkness, a perfect combination. She was trembling in my arms not only from desire but, because she knew of the possibility we could get caught. I am surprised we haven't been caught already. But vampires and humans tend to not see what they don't want to see, and this works in my favor. I ripped what little clothes she had on her body and threw her on her back. I watched her eyes darken with even more lust as she waited for me to take her. I released my fangs and faster then she could understand, cover her body and plunged into her awaiting pussy.

She bit her lip to hold in her scream, and drew blood which dripped down her chin and I eagerly tasted. I couldn't wait to leave Dallas so I could enjoy her screams once again. This was a vampire hotel and screams were something we heard normally, but we don't want to give away our little secret with her "friends" nearby. With that thought, I began to thrust hard and fast at a speed we hadn't tried before. I gripped her hips hard and drew blood with my nails as I continued to pound inside her. I leaned back on my knees and roughly, I pulled her up towards my chest and she finally let out a scream since the angle changed and I'm reaching even further inside her. I licked her neck savoring that sweet taste that was only hers, and leaned down to bite her rock hard nipples.

Pulling out, I flipped her over onto her stomach. Putting one hand on her shoulder to keep her on the mattress then pulled her up to her knees. When I was sure that she was going to stay in that position, I took my hand off her shoulder then grabbed my aching cock. One hand on her hip, I positioned the head of my cock at her rear entrance that was covered in her juices that leaked from her sweet pussy. Rubbing it around a bit to tease her, I then gave a rough thrust of my hips into the thick ring of muscle. I groan at the tightness as it surrounded my hardened length. I began to thrust madly into her upturned ass, and what a perfect ass it is.

Leaning over her body, one arm looped around her waist, one forearm braced on the bed over her head, I curled around the arch of her ass then thrust as hard as I could, while panting and growling.

Her fucking ass is too tight for her own good. I flipped her over fast again and plunged back in the ass I love so much. It maybe rougher then our normal routine but she can take it and so much more. She is panting and I could feel her end was coming for this round. I roughly bit into her right breast, but I did not drink: this was just a reminder to who she belongs too. Anyone can forget pleasure but pain is something that is forever in our minds. As soon as my fangs entered her, she became undone and brought me with her.

After a few more rounds, I could feel dawn approaching, so it's time for me to leave my pet once again. She didn't know the plans I had for her. Right before I left I took one last look at her. She lay there naked and replete, staring back at me. Lips curled up with satisfaction. A beautiful sight, yet my thoughts turned to my maker. Him, and the punishment that awaited me from his hands when I woke tomorrow. Shuddering from ghostly pleasure and pain as my lust began to make me harder, I pushed the thoughts out of my mind, focusing on the now. Tomorrow would come soon enough. I looked at her again as she lay there staring up into my eyes, waiting until the sleep takes her.

Little one, I hope you're ready, because I'm going to drag you into darkness so deep you won't even desire to look for any light.

AN: There you have it the first chapter to what I promise will be one crazy story. I will say that after this chapter I will mostly be departing from the original True Blood story lines or at least the order in which it has been done. I will be taking stuff from the books and putting my own twist on things and include them into my own plot.

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