Not-Yet-Relatives

1. Correct The World

26.7.2063

"Mom!... Mom! Please! What's going on? What's happening?!" I screamed scared to death. My insides hurt as a bitch and all I wanted to do was to fall asleep, the sweet unconsciousness, and finally get rest. But when I started to close my eyes, my mom grabbed me by shoulders and shaked me.

"Honey, you need to fight!"

I couldn't believe it! She was here! I wasn't alone! My... My family... I scrambled up from my fetal position and tried to stand up but I wasn't able to go through with it and fell down on the hard floor. "I can't mommy... I'm too weak..." I said between sobs.

"You can." She reassured me with one of those smiles that made me feel like I could do anything at anytime... but not today. Not after a month of running, hiding and than even being kidnapped and fighting over the control of my body.

Right now I was hopeless.

"It hurts... It hurts so much! And those voices are right. I can't do it. I can't win. I'm just making this worse!"

"You can do whatever you decide, because you are the strongest person I know." Mom slowly pulled me into a hug. "You are not going to give up! Your dad and I are fighting for you and all we need, is for you to keep fighting, too! They will never manage to defeat us, okay! We love you, Eli, always and forever... Don't forget that!" Her palm on my hand wavered and I got he feeling that she was fighting with all her might to be here, with me, and she no matter what still kept comforting me.

That got me angry. You can hurt me, But not the people I love. "Mommy, I will. I promise you, I will fight!"

With a last stroke of her hand in my blonde hair, which I got after her, she disappeared and the pain returned with its full force.

I wanted to crawl away. Out of its reach. Wherever they wanted me, if only she would stop torturing me. I wanted to... give up.

Pain even increased and I remembered all those times over the past week I gave up a bit of me, to stop it even if just for a few minutes. I would gladly do it again. Lose. I would do it for myself. But I wasn't able to do it for people I loved. For people, who loved me. For Freya, Elijah, Kol, Davina, Bekah, Matt, mommy,.. daddy,... I lost so many times already...

This time I wasn't going to let it defeat me so easily.

I stood up and started chanting. I knew this spell. My aunt Freya taught me it along with thousands of others, but she never thought I would have to use it someday. Neverthless I knew what I was doing. I was protecting my family. I was correcting the world.

The darkness seemed to be devouring me, but I was determined not to let go. "Phasmatos intra medareno sometswar... "

My nose started bleeding, yet I continued. "Phasmatos intra medareno sometswar... "

My head hurt, voices in my head kept yelling at me to give up, my energy was nowhere to be found,... But I fought.

"Phasmatos intra medareno sometswar... Phasmatos motus!"

I fought for my family, for my friends, for everything I ever loved...

I fought for my life!

I saw a blindingly bright light and within seconds... I was gone.

When I was finally able to see again, I found myself in the middle of the quiet street in a town I didn't know. Although I felt a suspicious feeling as if I belonged here all my life, I knew I've never been here.

And that was when I realized that those voices in my mind vanished. I was finally free after all those weeks! I felt like a child unpacking presents on Christmas. Happy and excited. I did it! I won! I succesfully cast the spell and made everything better! I defeated the witch bitch! And I...

...had absolutely no idea where the hell I was.

I must have looked pretty confused, because a little while later, a cop approached me asking, whether I was okay.

"Yes, yes, of course." I answered bewildered. "I... just..." I had to take a deep breath to continue. "Would you be so kind to tell me where I am?" I still remembered my manners. (Unle Lijah made sure of that after all - oh those boring hours spent with him teaching me... I usually just ran to dad's studio and locked myself in there.)

"Miss, you are on the Washington Street. Are you lost?" No, I was not. I just wanted him to tell me where I was. I approached the police man and looked deeply into his eyes.

"Tell me where am I exactly," I compelled him and he answered without hesitation.

"Washington Street, Mystic Falls, Virginia, United States."

My eyes widened.

What? No, no, no! That was not possible! Mystic Falls was destroyed decades before I was born! He's lying! He must have a vervain on him or something. But I didn't feel any vervain. So how...?

"And... What year is it?" I asked silently, afraid of what he may say.

"2010," he answered and I really thought that my heart stopped beating for a second. I needed to help my mom and dad! I couldn't stay - I counted - fifty three years in the past! That was just unthinkable! How... How could this even happen? The spell which I chanted was supposed to correct everything and defeat Kerra, not to time travel me to somewhere.

I didn't know much about Mystic Falls, dad didn't like to talk about it and mom usually just mentioned the town she grew up in, but my auntie Bex loved telling me stories. Stories about this town being Las Vegas for all supernatural. Stories about my parents and their friends. Stories about everything that happened before I was born.

If my math wasn't as catastrophical, as my math teacher liked to say, my mom must be about eighteen. If I find her, she might help me. So, I had to find out where she was.

I had an idea that the police officer might know. "Do you know, where does Caroline..." What the hell was her maiden name? Right, of course!"...Forbes lives?"

"Forbes? As in Sheriff's daughter?"

"Yeah! Exactly!" I almost forgot, that my grandma was a cop. I remember my mom told me about her. When I was younger, my biggest wish was to get to know her. At least I can get something out of this. I can meet my nana! "Take me to their house."

It took about ten minutes to get to my destination. When I was there, I compelled the cop to forget about me and waited till he left. Then I approached the house, rang the bell and hoped, that, whatever it was, that was making my breathing harder, it wasn't a panic attack. After a little while I heard steps and someone shouted: "Mom, I've got it!" and then the front door opened.

And I stood face to face with my mother. Caroline Mikaelson.

Well, not yet.

She was Caroline Forbes, Sheriff's daughter, baby vampire, miss Mystic Falls, head cheerleader, and she had no idea who me or my dad were.

And I couldn't possibly tell her. It would mess with the timeline. And that's assuming she would believe me. I mean... Would you believe a girl, who is only about three years younger than you, who is claiming she's your daughter? I know I wouldn't.

"What do you want?" she asked and I realized that I was staring.

"I... It..." I said, not being able to decide what to tell her. I should think of something. Fast. I needed to find out how to get back to the present time.

"Well?"

"I... got lost. And someone pointed me in direction towards the Sheriff's house, so, here I am." I knew her well enough to know that the look she gave me meant that she didn't believe me one bit. And it wasn't as if I didn't trust her or didn't need her help. "Okay, that's not entirely true. Actually I know that you're a vampire and I assume you must know a witch since you're wearing a daylight ring, so I really need you to take me to her. Please!... Like right now."

Her eyes widened more and more with every passing second. I saw her shocked face and for a few seconds she was just trying to comprehend what I just told her. She grabbed my elbow and dragged me inside and up the stairs. I'd seen her wary glance when I was passing through the door frame, but she didn't calm down even though I was able to go in. Without any seconds to spare she led me to her bedroom and shouted towards the kitchen: "It's Elena! We're going to my room!"

"Have fun!" My grandma answered, but didn't bother to look at us, as my mom closed the door behind us.

Caroline smiled, as if not sure what other expression she should make. "Okay, what do you say that we start with 'Hi! I'm Caroline Forbes. I'm eighteen years old and I'm seriously creeped out ever since you knocked on my door. What is your name?'"

I had to fight a smile that was creeping on my face. No matter the age, she was still my mother and I knew exactly how to talk to her. "Hello. My name is Elizabeth, but people call me Eli... or Beth, but only those who wish to upset me, because I don't like that nickname. I turned fifteen a month ago and I'm also seriously creeped out, because I don't belong here but I have no idea how to get back. So, will you help me or not?" I took a deep breath but my heart kept beating at the same crazy pace as before. "Please."

She still looked slightly hesitantly.

"Don't worry. I'm not here to hurt you or your friends. And, you have to take my word for it, but I swear I'm not compelled. I'm a witch I wouldn't let any vampire compell me, but you'll have to trust me." I really tried not to lie to her... Okay, okay! Maybe I wasn't telling the full truth, but can you blame me? My head was spinning just from thinking about the complexity of time. Could I tell her everything, because this had already happened? Was I supposed to keep my mouth shut? Would she forget everything when I come back? Or was this like in that prehistoric movie, uncle Matt made me watch, where they killed a butterfly and destroyed the world?

I seriously didn't know. Last month was so hard! After all of my fighting and struggles and all those spells I performed, I suddenly felt the need to curl up in the fetal position and not wake up for the two following days.

She wasn't here. She... Kerra...

There was only my mom and she would never hurt me. I could finally rest for now. For a little while...

I wasn't sure, whether I fainted or just fell asleep, but what I do remeber, is my mom gently putting me down on the bed, before I closed my eyes and drifted off.

So, guys! This is like a really big step for me, because this is not only my first fanfiction I wrote but also my first english story I wrote. English is not my native language and right now I'm really nervous what, you guys, think about this book and any reviews are welcomed :)

I know that this is not a very original (no pun intended) idea for this kind of story but I couldn't resist. Sue me! xD