The Contest: Chapter 1

Charlaine Harris owns almost everything. I own the rest.

This is my alternate story of Dead Until Dark and Sookie’s first encounter with a vampire. Instead of waiting patiently for one to show up at Merlotte’s, Sookie actively pursues her first meeting. Luckily, she works with Dawn, who is more than happy to expose Sookie to a room full of vampires at Dawn’s favorite bar in Shreveport. This story is inspired by EricJacobLover and her request for a fluffy little story featuring our favorite Viking. I hope you love it.



The Contest

Chapter 1

Work was slow this time of night on a Thursday, and I found myself leaning against the bar zoning out. I was thinking about meeting a vampire. After keeping my hope alive for the last two years that one would actually come to Bon Temps, I decided that it was high time that I took matters into my own hands. There was just something intriguing about them, and the more I thought about it, the more excited I got. Finally snapping my attention back to reality, I focused my eyes on Sam, who was standing a couple of feet away from me, his eyes narrowed as he looked at my face.

“What you thinking about chère?” Sam asked in his warm friendly voice.

“Vampires,” I blurted out loud before I could sensor myself. Sam looked alarmed and started shaking his head.

“You don’t want to go getting mixed up with them. I realize they are in the spotlight right now, but there is nothing glamorous about the living dead.” Sam sounded bitter and I knew him well enough than to question his feelings. Luckily, Dawn was working tonight and stuck her nose in our conversation, which she was always doing.

“You want to meet a vamp, huh?” Dawn asked me, flipping her ponytail towards Sam to shoo him away from our conversation. Sam got the hint and gave a quiet growl and stormed off to his office, slamming the door behind him.

I shrugged. Dawn and I were just work friends, and I didn’t really know her that well. I guess I could have gotten to know her a little better by listening in, but she and my brother dated on and off for the last few years, which was more than enough incentive for me to stay out of her head. She was about to turn and walk away, and I stopped her, realizing that she may just be my only hope. I touched her hand gently, and said in a quiet voice, “Well yeah, I mean…I’ve never met one before, and the idea of seeing one in person is just so…exciting! Why? Have you met one?”

Dawn laughed and flipped her hair again. “Yeah, you could say that.” She unconsciously touched her neck and a blush crept up her face. “I’m actually going in an hour, after our shift ends at one o’clock…if you want to come with me, that would be alright with me.”

“Going where?” I asked cocking my head as I looked at her.

“To Fangtasia,” Dawn said looking at me expectantly, waiting for me to acknowledge her. I just stared dumbly. “It’s a vampire bar in Shreveport,” Dawn said with a huff, putting her hands on her hips, looking at me like I was a naïve child.

I felt a thrill whoosh through me and I clapped my hands excitedly, beyond happy that I was about to meet my first mythical creature. What luck that I had the next three night off, something was finally going my way. I looked down at my tight white t-shirt and black shorts and said, “We can’t go in this though…are you going home to change first?”

Dawn slapped my arm playfully, “Of course, silly. This is really not appropriate for Fangtasia. I like to dress up when I go. I’m going home to change, and you can do the same thing, just be sure to be back at my place as soon as possible and I’ll drive us out.”

I squealed and hugged her. “Thanks Dawn! I can’t wait!” She shook her head and sauntered away.

The next hour crawled by, and Sam didn’t come out of his office once. I started cleaning the bar and everything else I could get my nervous hands on, and by the time the clock hit one, the tables sparkled. I whipped my apron off my head and went down the hall with Dawn so we could grab our purses.

Dawn grabbed hers and turned down the hall, “See you soon!” she said as she left.

I was slinging my purse over my shoulder when Sam snapped out of his brood and stared at me. “Be careful, alright?” He looked worried, but there was nothing that could keep me from going out with Dawn. Not tonight.

I nodded, “Alright Sam. See you Sunday!” I ran for my car.

Gran was waiting up for me in the kitchen, reading, like she always did when I worked late. “Honey, how was work?”

“It was great! Gran, I’m going to meet a vampire with Dawn. I’m just so tickled! I don’t want you to wait up for me though, you just head to bed and I’ll tell you all about it.” The words gushed out of my mouth and Gran just stared at me wide eyed.

She stood up and kissed my cheek, “Please be safe, and I hope you have a great time! I’ll be expecting a full report in the morning!” I laughed and promised and rushed off to my room.

I dug through my clothes, trying to find something dressy, finally settling on a tight sleeveless white dress that I hadn’t worn in ages. It had pretty red flowers with long green stems dotting it, and was short enough to show off my nicely tanned legs. Summers in Louisiana were balmy, even during the wee hours of the morning, so I didn’t bother grabbing a jacket. I brushed my hair out, letting it fall around my bare shoulders and slipped on my matching red high heel shoes and felt confident that my outfit was quite nice. The light was already off in Gran’s room, so I jumped in my car and sped out of the driveway sending gravel flying.

I knocked on Dawn’s door, and was about to greet her when her mouth fell open as she took in my outfit. “Hot damn girl, that is some dress!”

I looked down at myself, “You said dressy!” I said in confusion, and then I saw what she was wearing; skintight black pants and silk tank top the color of ripe plums. Her lips were painted in a matching tone, which complimented her dark hair beautifully.

“Shall we go?” Dawn said, closing her front door behind her. I was fidgeting with my dress, rethinking my plans for the night when Dawn spoke again, “Oh stop it Sookie, you’re going to have a great time. I promise.”

Dawn’s radio blared a good mix of sing-a-long music, which was enough to distract me during the drive. Dawn grimaced when she heard me sing, but only turned the radio up higher to drown me out and sang right along with me.

When we pulled into the parking lot outside Fangtasia, I felt my nerves take control of my body again. Dawn squeezed my hand and said, “Don’t worry, Sook. Come on!”

Dawn walked up to the red front door and pulled her ID out. I followed suit and dug through my little red purse and handed the woman my ID even though it hadn’t been checked in years. There was something different about the woman scanning our licenses, but I couldn’t quite put my finger on it.

“Have a good time,” the woman said to us, flashing an obscene smile.

We walked inside and Dawn whispered, “Did you notice that she is a vampire?”

I gasped and said, “So that’s what it was…something seemed different about her, but I couldn’t figure it out.” Dawn laughed.

“Here we go!” Dawn pushed through the double red doors inside, taking my hand and leading me through the crowded room to the bar. I could feel all the eyes in the bar turn and watch us walk in. We stopped directly in front of the bartender. Dawn flashed him a dazzling smile, and leaned forward, giving him a view of her cleavage.

“Mm, so good to see you again, Dawn. And who is your tasty friend?” The man stared openly at me, with his lips pulled back into a lascivious smile, revealing the tips of his fangs.

“Long Shadow, this is my friend Sookie. Sookie, this is Long Shadow.” She gestured between us, smiling at me from ear to ear.

I started to extend my hand out to greet him and Dawn slapped my hand away, giving me a little shake of her head to let me know that it’s not done. I let my hands drop in front of me and said, “Nice to meet you.” Long Shadow licked his lips and let his eyes linger on my overflowing neckline. My skin crawled and I wished he would turn his attention back to Dawn. I laughed nervously and Dawn took over, ordering drinks for us. Long Shadow set to work, mixing our drinks in a blur of movement. I was mesmerized by his quick hands and thanked him again when he put my gin and tonic down in front of me.

Dawn and Long Shadow were flirting shamelessly, giving me an opportunity to let my eyes wander around the room. I could see why Dawn had gaped at my dress. Two things set me apart from everyone else in the room: it was white and short. Most of the patrons of the club, human and vampire, were dressed in trailing black outfits. I stood out like a sore thumb and felt a flush in my cheeks as I realized my mistake. I was about to tell Dawn I was ready to leave when my eyes landed on a tall blonde vampire sitting at a table in the middle of the room. I could feel him watching me and felt him pushing against my brain, which sort of tingled. He was wearing boots, jeans and a vest. His broad chest pushed the edges of the vest open, revealing perfectly sculpted muscles. I swallowed and felt embarrassed for staring. I turned towards Dawn slightly, but could still feel him watching me. I did not dare look again.

Seconds later, someone tapped me on the shoulder. It was a beautiful vampire with long straight blonde hair. Her face was round and young, and she spoke with a slight accent that I could not place, “Master Eric requests your presence.” She was not thrilled to be sent on an errand and I could tell that she was not going to take no for an answer. Dawn perked up when the vampire spoke and pushed away from the bar. “Not you,” the vampire said in a flat voice that was as no-nonsense as her face. Dawn looked deflated, and then turned her back on us to continue flirting with Long Shadow.

I followed the vampire through the crowd, feeling even more conspicuous. Several fang-bangers tried to stop her, and with tremendous restraint, she pushed her way past them without hurting anyone. She brought me in front of the vesty vamp I had been staring at moments ago. I smiled nervously. “Master, the human you requested,” the woman said as if she were offering him a slice of cake.

“Thank you Pam,” he said, his voice was strong and commanding and gave me the chills. Pam sat down next to him at his table, leaving a gap between us. “Please come a little closer…”

“Sookie Stackhouse,” I offered moving a fraction of an inch closer.

“Aren’t you sweet?” he said smiling, making his face even more handsome.

I laughed nervously again, not sure how to respond.

“My name is Eric. This is Pam. This is your first time at Fangtasia. Are you having a good time, Sookie Stackhouse?”

As I thought about how to answer him, I felt him pushing at the edge of my brain again and after a few seconds of staring at each other, a surprised look crossed his face. I wanted to know what he was trying to do, so I opened my mind to him and listened, finding nothing but a huge blank spot. A smile of surprise crossed my face. “Oh…I can’t hear you!”

“I said, ‘Are you having a good time?’” Eric shouted, enunciating each word carefully.

I took three steps forward, shocked at my discovery, and stood in front of him, “No, I can hear you speaking, I just can’t…” I trailed off and reached my hands out and touched either side of his face, my fingers pushing into his long blonde hair as I stared into his sparkling blue eyes and focusing all my energy…and still there was nothing. Pam shifted uncomfortably next to me, which snapped me out of my focused gaze. “Oh, excuse me,” I said, embarrassed. I let my hands fall slack on either side of my body and felt my skin get hot as I blushed.

Eric reached out and snatched my hand, holding it firmly just in case I tried to resist. I didn’t, and his grasp loosened. He brought my hand close to his face again and inhaled deeply. “What are you?”

“I’m a waitress from Bon Temps,” I answered tartly. He laughed out loud, and so did Pam. Eric stared at me and waited for me to explain, his fingers moved down to my palm, rubbing tiny circles in my flesh. I could feel my body melting under his touch.

As if Eric could sense that my guard was down, he asked more gently, “What are you?”

“A telepath,” I answered in a relaxed voice, shocked and relieved all at once by my honesty.

Eric smiled, “I’ve never met one before, although I have, of course, heard stories over the centuries…”

“There are other different people?” I blurted out, my eyes blinking open wide.

“If you only knew…” Eric said with a laugh. “Will you demonstrate how it works?” Eric asked, pulling me closer to him and continuing his journey up my hand, massaging the muscles in my arm.

I don’t know what I had expected when I thought about meeting a vampire, but this wasn’t it. A conversation focused on my disability was something I would rather die than discuss…except with him. Something about the way he touched me put me at ease, making my aching muscles sing against his talented fingers.

“Um, sure. But you’re going to have to stop touching me, since you’re going to put me to sleep!” I said forcing my eyes open all the way. Eric reluctantly released my hand, watching me carefully as I looked around the room, focusing on one face after another, listening to the thoughts that filled the room. I turned back to face Eric and Pam, finding expectant looks on their faces. “Sex, sex, and more sex.”

“Excuse me?” Pam said, with one delicate eyebrow raised into a perfect arch.

“The fang-bangers and the tourists, they’re all thinking about sex. Sex with each other, sex with you,” I said pointing to Pam, “and sex with you,” I added pointing to Eric.

“And you, Sookie Stackhouse, what are you thinking about?” Eric asked with a cocky smile on his lips.

“Not sex…” I said. Eric looked surprised and disappointed. “I’m thinking about the fastest way to get out of here.”

Eric leaned forward nearly touching me again, ready to catch me in case I tried to bolt. “Why would that be?”

“Because that fang-banger over there,” I said nodding towards a skinny young man dressed in black vinyl pants, “is an undercover cop. Your bar is about to be raided.”

Eric stood up to his full height, towering over me. He gave Pam a look and she rushed through the room, letting each of the vampires in the room know that it was time to leave without causing a noticeable disturbance. Eric escorted me outside the back entrance, to his car- a blood red Corvette.

I had a disturbing thought about Dawn getting questioned by the police and voiced my concern for my friend. “Long Shadow will take care of her…” Eric said, as if that were any consolation. At least she wouldn’t end up in the middle of a raid.

Eric escorted me to the passenger door, and opened it for me. We could hear sirens in the distance. “Miss Stackhouse, I would be happy to give you a ride home.” I looked around the parking lot nervously and saw a flood of vampires leaving, including Long Shadow pushing Dawn across the front seat of his Buick. She gave me a quick smile and waved and then they were gone.

“That would be very nice, Eric,” I said, using his name for the first time, finding that I liked the taste of it as it rolled across my tongue. I sat down in the passenger seat and when I closed my door I gasped in surprise when the car started moving. Eric gave me a cocky smile.

“We have been raided twice in the last month, and I must say that I have had enough.” Eric’s face looked angry, and then melted into a smile. “I cannot thank you enough for your help.” I smiled at him and shrugged.

We drove a few more blocks when Eric pulled into the secluded parking lot of an abandoned warehouse. I was about to ask him what was wrong when his mouth found mine, his tongue caressing my lips, begging for entrance. I opened my mouth to him and returned the kiss, feeling a fire building inside of me that had never been lit before. My moan slipped between Eric’s lips feeding his desire. His strong hands gripped my shoulders and he lifted me out of my seat, across the stick shift, and onto his lap. I folded my feet under my legs since my skirt was too tight to do anything else, and I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling myself closer to his bare chest. With each thrust of his tongue, I could feel my panties getting wetter and wetter. Eric’s hands fell possessively on my ass.

“Oh my god, you can really kiss!” I gasped when I finally pulled away to breathe.

“And you…taste even better than you smell,” Eric said as he inhaled deeply. “And you smell delicious.” His eyes fell to my lap and then closed as he inhaled again.

“Eric…I,” I started and then stopped. He stared at me with dark, hungry eyes, his lips red and swollen from kissing.

“Mm hmm?” Eric asked as he pulled me into another kiss, taking my breath away.

As I stopped to breathe again, I could hear Gran’s voice as she warned me about men when I turned sixteen. “I’ve never done…this…any of this. I need to think, and I would like you to take me home.”

“I uh,” Eric stammered, and then he looked in my eyes and saw my anxiety and reservation, “of course.” He lifted me effortlessly back to my seat, his exposed arms flexing in the dim moonlight spilling through the windows.

I smoothed my dress and tugged my seat belt across my chest and clicked it in place. “Thank you,” I said in a soft voice, not daring to meet his eyes.

Eric’s hand grazed mine, sending a shock of pleasure through me. “I am sure you are worth the wait.” I felt at ease immediately and smiled at him, meeting his eyes. They were filled with longing, desire, and surprisingly…understanding. “Where in Bon Temps do you live?”

“Well, I live sort of out in the middle of nowhere with my Gran, but my car is at Dawn’s house, so I’ll tell you how to get there so you can drop me off.” Eric nodded and put the car in gear and drove back out to the main road that would take us to Bon Temps. The ride was quiet on the way to Dawn’s house, but as I was about to open my door, Eric grabbed my hand.

“Sookie?” Eric asked. I turned back towards him. “Will you come again tomorrow night? Fangtasia is hosting an event, and I would really love for you to be there.”

“What kind of event?” I asked, genuinely curious.

“Here, take this. It is by invitation only.” Eric held out a small black envelope sealed with red wax. I took it and tucked it inside my purse.

“I’ll read it at home,” I said, not promising anything. “Thank you for the ride home, and for…um…everything.” I felt the heat of another blush color my cheeks.

“I hope to give you more than a ride home tomorrow night,” Eric said, his voice dripping with sex. It took every ounce of willpower in me to open the door and walk away from him, and it took at least five minutes for my heart to slow down.

I rushed in the back door and put my purse on the kitchen table, digging through it frantically until I found the black envelope. I snapped the wax apart with my fingernail and unfolded the paper tucked inside.

You are invited

To be on the panel of judges for

Fangtasia’s Second Annual

Wet Vampire Contest

Friday ten o’clock

Wet Vampire Contest? I decided on the spot that I would definitely be back the next night.


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On to The Contest: Chapter 2

10 thoughts on “The Contest: Chapter 1

  1. Tricia Hurley says:

    Wet Vampire Contest?! I can’t wait too see what that details!


  2. romantic2soul says:

    Can I be on that judges panel? If not I’ll just go ahead and put my vote in Eric Northman no details needed. Love the start.


  3. geenakmom says:

    Cute. Fun. Love it.


  4. chileah says:

    oh I want to sit on this panel too. although I am biased to the viking.


  5. theladykt says:

    How did I miss this short story?!?! Too funny of a start….Wet vampire contest….this ought to be good.


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