Meeting The Sun (True Blood Godric Fanfiction)

Prologue

My mother's crucifix hung low on my neck. It clinked on its metal chain, scraping against the metal of my other necklaces.

I used to string many about my neck at once, when I was that young. Thin, elfen, pale, utterly breakable.

The rain was falling. It made the snow and ice slosh beneath my feet. I wrinkled my petite nose, reluctantly allowing myself to be dragged along.

Only a few hours ago, the ice had been frozen, invisible. Only a few hours ago, if it had rained, if the rain had melted the ice at that time, my mother would still be alive.

Both my hands were being held, grasped firmly. They almost felt like manacles clamped at my wrists as they dragged me away.

They said they were my God-Family. I was still going over that fact while they dragged me through the rain. I was thinking that God had given me a family, I was thinking that they were lying, and I was thinking that the angel of death, whoever he was, was evil to take my father, then my mother.

I was thinking, in my child's mind, that I'd have to have a talk with this angel so he'd give my mommy and daddy back.

I hadn't known, no one at all had-not yet- that death only gives back the undead.