THE VEILED COVEN
A/N: Hey Noralise fans! Thank you for checking out my fic. I hope I write something worth reading, so any comments/suggestions/likes are always appreciated. I wanted to quickly mention where this story starts off. I wanted to keep it in somewhat canon of season 7, but after the bullshit ending I had to change some things. Everything is pretty much the same; S7 canon wise, except that The Huntress never marked Nora, and never chased them. She's pretty much not a threat in this story. I didn't really care for that particular storyline anyway.
Hope I made sense there and didn't ramble too much? I don't know. I hated TVD's ending of Mary Louise and Nora, such a shame.
Story is mostly Noralise (will write their past), with my own characters I have created for this story.
P.S. I suck at summaries.
SYNOPSIS: While on the run, and looking for anything that would save her lover's life, Nora comes across a group of misfits that share similar life stories to her and Mary Louise. Meanwhile, a surprise encounter brings up painful and beautiful memories from their past, which causes some tension in the present.
CHAPTER ONE
THE moon, full and bloated, illuminated grassy planes lined with sparse trees, as Nora drove the car through the back roads of wherever the hell they were.
At least it's not Mystic Falls, Nora thought. She was more than happy to be far away from that dreadful town, and the current problem that plagued it. As far as she was concerned, Rayna Cruz was now the Salvatore brothers' problem, and she had no doubt that the two of them could use their combined brain cells to stop the Huntress once and for all. Nora's only concern now was sitting in the passenger seat of the car.
She briefly turned to face Mary Louise, whose head was resting on the window. Her health was quickly deteriorating, and for the last 45 hours, she remained unconscious, which worried Nora. However, in spite of that, she had hope that Mary Louise would be cured; after all, she had already surpassed Alex's 'dead within the week,' by an additional week and a half.
Nora clenched the steering wheel, her knuckles turning white. She wasn't a Ripper Vampire, but if she ever saw Alex again, she would take great pleasure in tearing the woman's throat out and displaying her mutilated corpse for everyone to see. Her stomach dropped as she remembered the day Mary Louise's health took a turn for the worse.
FOUR DAYS AGO
WHEN Nora returned to the abandoned warehouse where she parked the car to raid a Red Cross that was a block away, Mary Louise, with a blanket wrapped around her, was sitting up, head leaning on the seat, her feet touching the pavement, and she was looking out at the night sky.
"You can't see them anymore," Mary Louise said softly, as Nora slowly approached her with blood bags in her hands.
Nora stopped in front of Mary Louise. "See what?"
Mary Louise continued to look out at the sky, and after a long moment she finally answered, "The stars."
The answer took Nora aback, and she caught herself turning to look at the sky. She turned back to face Mary Louise, who was still fixated on nothing that was there.
"Here," Nora said as she held out a blood bag, which Mary Louise didn't seem to notice. "You should eat."
Mary Louise diverted her eyes from the sky. "Blood bag?"
"It's better than nothing, and you need to keep your strength. And all honesty, it isn't that bad."
Mary Louise smiled. Even looking deathly ill, Nora couldn't help but be smitten by her charm.
"You…take…good care of me." She struggled with her words, and Nora moved in closer.
"Just try. For me."
Mary Louise grabbed the bag. She had no appetite, but she would try, if only for Nora.
Nora smiled reassuringly as Mary Louise began to slowly drink from the bag. However, Nora's smile didn't last for long, when after the two large sips Mary Louise took, made her face contort in discomfort, and eventually vomit the blood back up.
After Mary Louise's coughing fit subsided, she looked over at Nora, and noticed that she had gotten blood on Nora's shirt. Her eyes began to water, and her lip quivered. "I've ruined your favourite top."
Nora looked down at her shirt, noticing the specks of blood, as if this shirt was bloody important.
"It's just a shirt," Nora said, but Mary Louise, out of guilt and shame, had already started to turn away from her, and put herself back into the car, leaving Nora frozen in the desolate parking lot.
NORA tried to shake that memory from her mind. A part of her wondered if she was being selfish in looking for an antidote that might not exist. The humane thing to do would be to end Mary Louise's suffering. That's what Alex had suggested. But she knew that Mary Louise would never put that burden on her. The other part, the one that motivated her the loudest, wondered if their love was strong enough to keep them together.
Suddenly, and without warning, a large lightning bolt descended from the sky, and struck the front hood of the car, causing Nora to lose control. The car jerked in an uncontrollable tailspin, causing it to strike a post on the side of the road. The impact flipped the car until it came to a halt upside down on the grassy field.
Nora, who was strapped behind the wheel, tried her best to look over at Mary Louise, who was still unconscious and probably had no idea what just happened.
"I'm going to get us out of here," Nora said aloud, and with her vampire speed and strength, she ripped off her seat belt and kicked open the driver side door, which skidded across the field.
As she slowly crawled out of the car, a pair of polished shoes, and someone, who wasn't there before, slow clapping, greeted her.
Nora looked up to see five men, all finely dressed, ranging in height and shape. The man in the middle, the one who was clapping, was roughly 6 feet, with dark hair and eyes with a pale complexion. He was muscular, but the men behind him were more built. He was also wearing a unique brooch that looked like a Triquetra, with a Templar symbol in the middle.
Nora picked herself up from the ground. It had been a couple of days since she last fed, and even though she might not be at full strength, she didn't scare easily.
"Impressive," The man said, and before Nora knew it he was in front of her, squeezing her neck hard. "But you're on my territory now."
With inhuman strength, he threw Nora, and she glided in the air until she hit the ground hard, landing a few feet away from the car door.
As Nora recovered from the impact, she heard one of the Man's Lackies say, "There is someone else in the car. A girl."
Nora quickly spun around, horrified. "Get away from her!"
The Leader, Nora presumed, just grinned. He turned to his friend. "Boris, do me a favour and pull that girl out. I want this one to watch us kill her."
"No!" Nora said, and she rushed toward the car, but was stopped by the Leader who grabbed her by the neck once more. She watched as Boris held Mary Louise's unconscious body.
With a wave of his hand, a large fire appeared in the middle of the field. "Boris, why don't you teach this trespasser a lesson, and show how far you can throw her friend into the fire."
"I think there is something wrong with her," Boris said noticing the marks on Mary Louise. "She don't look right."
Nora continued to struggle under the Leader's strength, and unable to use her magic against him. "Put…Her…Down."
The Leader grinned a sickly grin. "If you insist."
Boris suddenly threw Mary Louise in the air, and Nora could only watch with terror as her body reached closer to the fire. She closed her eyes.
"Prohibere," An unfamiliar female voice rang out in Latin, causing Mary Louise to freeze in mid air. "Extinctus," She continued, but she was nowhere to be seen, as the fire in the middle of the field disappeared. "Descendere."
Nora watched as Mary Louise was gently placed back down on the ground, and from the corner of her eye, she saw three people come out from a cloaking spell. The only woman was in her late twenties, and slightly taller than Mary Louise. She had olive skin, auburn hair, and hazel eyes.
One of the men beside her was at least 6'3, and muscular. He had a dark complexion, with dark eyes and hair, but a gentle face. He was in his late twenties, but didn't look it.
The other man was also tall, around the same height and age, with ash blonde hair and piercing blue eyes.
"If it isn't the three Musketeers," The Leader said. "Sage, Jonas, and Barron."
Barron, with the gentle face, stepped up. "Let them go, Cyrus."
"Or what?" Cyrus answered while squeezing Nora's neck a little harder.
"Or things are going to get ugly," Jonas answered, and from the corner of Nora's eyes, she could see both the men's eyes flash a bright yellowy-orange.
Werewolves. Nora thought. And on a full bloody moon too.
"Dimissus," Sage suddenly said, causing Cyrus to let go of Nora. Within moments, both Barron and Jonas had semi transformed into their werewolve selves, while still looking human, something Nora hadn't seen in her lifetime.
While Cyrus's gang began to fight back with the three other intruders, Nora fixated her attention on the man called Boris. He had touched Mary Louise, and he was going to pay. Within a flash, she was behind him and she sunk her teeth into his neck, quickly draining the blood out of him. It felt so good to have the warm liquid splash around her mouth and down her throat.
The four of them quickly took on Cyrus's gang, and when the battle was done, the only man left standing was Cyrus. He looked around at the blood bath that had just occurred, not expecting an outcome like this with all his men dead.
Nora, who had gained some strength back thanks to Boris, wanted to charge at Cyrus and make him suffer, but the moment she moved a muscle, a lightning bolt struck the ground, and Cyrus was gone.
A moment after the commotion, Barron turned to Nora, looking at the blood around her mouth. "You're a vampire."
Nora felt her body tense. Werewolves and Vampires were sworn enemies. "And you both"—she pointed to Barron and Jonas—"are werewolves."
"And a witch," Sage said causing the three of them to look at her. "Not that that's important…" She trailed off.
Nora shifted in her place. "Thank you for your help. If you don't mind me, I'll be on my way."
Jonas, who was looking at the blonde girl lying in the grass, asked, "What's wrong with your friend?"
"She was poisoned," Nora answered truthfully. "And she doesn't have much time left, so if you don't mind me, I'll be on my way."
Jonas pointed to the car. "In that?"
Barron shot Jonas a disapproving glance. "Look. I know you have no reason to trust us, and for that matter, we have no reason to trust you…but, we have a friend. Callum. He's human, but insanely smart—a genius, I think. He is an expert at these things."
"The Sanctuary is not too far from here. I can teleport all of us back," Sage added. "If you want the help, we'll try."
Nora was conflicted. These people had no reason to help, or be kind to her, but they were. She had been driving around for the past two weeks looking for something to cure Mary Louise, and found nothing.
"Please," Barron said, bringing Nora back to the conversation. "Let us try and help."
Nora turned to Mary Louise. It was the only option she had now.