Creature of a New Kind

Back to Bon Temp

Sookie winced as she tried to remember what happened.
"Another party?! This vacation was supposed to be about spending time together!" She had screamed at Bill.
"I promise, it's the last one." Sookie already knew that he was lying, that there would be another party in a week's time, for some company he had shares in or some old friend coming to town.

She hadn't wanted to go to the party. She wanted to stay at home and order pizza and watch Sex and the City. She didn't want to have another night of vamps sniffing around her and Bill announcing that she was his every 30 seconds. She was fed up with Bill's lifestyle.

But now, everything had changed, was she now part of that life? Part of that way of living? She hoped not. It hadn't quite sunken in yet, that she was immortal, or that she would have to drink True Blood. She pondered as she drove. If she was a vampire, then why did she crave chicken? How could she even eat chicken? Something wasn't right. But she couldn't even think about it. So, she focused on the road, and getting back to Bon Temps.

Bill paced around the hotel room. What had he created? Faeries and vampires had been sworn enemies for as long as any vampire could remember. Had anyone ever turned a fae? What did it mean that Sookie was still able to eat chicken, and walk in the sun? Had he not turned her? The empty bottle of O negative suggested that she was vampire, but there was so much evidence to disprove it. He sat on the edge of the sofa and placed his head into his hands, knowing that he had made a massive mistake.

It was almost dawn when Sookie arrived home. She opened up her porch door for the first time in months and sighed.
"Oh what would you think of me Gran, if you could see me now?" She wondered and shook her head, feeling a shame that would not fully stick.

The first thing she did was crawl into her bed. She could smell every bit of dust in the house, but she didn't care. She was in her bed, alone, for the first time in months. She sighed and despite her better judgement, she allowed herself to cry, really cry this time. She placed her head into the pillow and screamed whilst she wept. This was a life that had been thrust on her, forced on her, and she was unsure how she was going to go on.

She didn't go down to the bunker. The way she saw it, if she couldn't go out into the sun, then she didn't want to be alive anyway. She wasn't sure if she was still alive, or whether she was undead, or somewhere in between. All that she knew was that she was hungry, and not for chicken this time.

She took a deep breath and opened up her curtains, facing the morning sun. She sighed, and let out a little laugh as the warmth hit her face.
"Well, I'll be." She shook her head. Her hunger felt like an itch that she couldn't reach, residing deep within her throat. But she didn't feel as if she wanted to go on a rampage, she just needed to go to the store to pick up a couple of bottles of O negative.

The perk of having dated vampires is that when Sookie needed to stock up on blood, no one batted an eyelid. She felt herself sweat as she gave the guy at the counter the cash and sped the whole way home.

She ran into the house, faster than she knew was possible, and smashed open a bottle, not even swallowing. When she finished the bottle, she wiped her lips and smiled, feeling better. As she cooked breakfast, she wondered if maybe she could live a pretty normal life. Sure, she would have to have True Blood instead of diet coke, but she could eat, and work in the day. It seemed to Sookie that she could hide her newly immortal state from pretty much everyone.

When Jason heard from Hoyt that Sookie was back in town, he hopped in his truck and hoped that she had stocked up on some breakfast. When he smelt the sizzling of bacon, he realised just how much he had missed her. He had never wanted her to go on the trip with Bill. But she had been so insistant and he could never tell Sookie anything anyway.

Sookie smelt him before she saw him. Well, that's new. She thought to herself. She straightened up her shoulders and prepared herself for being in close proximity to a human for the first time since she was turned.
"Well, ain't you a sight for sore eyes!" He called out, scooping Sookie into a hug.
"You ain't so bad yourself." She smiled and Jason took a little step back, feeling something different about Sookie, something he couldn't put his finger on.

Jason chatted away about all that Sookie had missed whilst she was away. He spotted the empty bottle of True Blood on the counter and furrowed his brows.
"Bill come back with you last night?" He asked and Sookie saw the bottle of blood in his mind.
"Oh yeah, but he's had to go back to New York now." She smiled, but Jason could tell she wa lying. She had never been a good liar.
"So what's it like, the big city?" He asked and she sighed.
"Well, big cities are all the same. You seen one, you've seen em all." She told him and he nodded, watching her.

Sookie knew he was going to find out. He was already suspicious of something, but it would only be a matter of time before he realised. That amount of time was far shorter than Sookie had thought, when Jason returned with her blood stained pillow in his hand.
"Sook, what is this?" He asked and her eyes grew wide. How did she even begin to explain.

They sat down and Sookie could feel Jason's fear. She told him how she had not chosen for this, and his face turned so red that she thought she might lick her lips.
"I'll kill the undead fucker." He spat and Sookie chuckled.
"I am an undead fucker now, Jason." She told him and he apologised, looking down at his hands.
"How can you be so calm?" He asked and she sighed.
"I'm not really. Inside I am going crazy. I don't understand anything." She admitted and his head snapped up.
"Why are you not all crispy and burnt?" He asked and she shrugged her shoulders.
"And why could you eat bacon? And why don't you look creepy pale like the others?" He was asking so many questions and getting so wound up that when he finally asked:
"Are you sure you were turned?" her fangs popped out. It was painful, like having teeth grow in instantly.
"Oh my god." She shook her head, covering her mouth.
"Jason, I'm sorry." She told him, feeling like she might cry again.

Jason took a minute to breath.
"Alright. Calm down." He told her.
"If you can keep those in, and eat like a human, and walk in the daylight, then surely you can live like normal?" He asked and Sookie nodded her head.
"I don't want to be a vampire, and I don't want people knowing I am one. Please Jason, for once, keep this secret." He nodded and sighed.
"Never a dull moment with you, is there?"