Blood Tear's
Chapter One: Phases of the Moon
I do not own nor, do I claim to own the Vampire Diaries or any rites attached.
"The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched - they must be felt with the heart." –Helen Keller
She arrived in Mystic Falls at midnight the night after Klaus and Caroline had left together. Her raven hair seemed to glow in the moonlight as the braid that fell down to her mid-back whipped around her in the wind. She wore a black leather jacket with two concealed knifes in the hidden pockets over a blood red tank top, and a pair of flair jeans over her black high healed boots. Two guns hidden on her hip holsters beneath the jacket. She had a purpose here and that was to find Damon the Vampire she had sworn to protect. Raindrops began to fall fast and hard as she walked the long winding roads to the Salvatore manner.
Finally she came to the door. She had known both Stephen and Damon her entire life but never had she seen their home. They had always visited her in her home at The Shelter. Just as she reached to knock on the door her phone began to buzz in her pocket. It was Eliza the founding Vampire of The Shelter. She had turned into the mother Jamie never had.
"Hello?" Jamie spoke softly into her phone shrugging off the wet coat.
"Jamie." Eliza's voice was as soft as ever with not even a hint of feeling in her tone.
"Yes, Ma'am." Jamie responded sniffling slightly.
"I just wanted to ensure you were there ok." Her voice allowed a hint of worry tp come across but only for a second.
"Yes, I have arrived at their home now." She responded formally as she had been taught her entire life.
" Alright, I would like an update in 72 hours of your progress." Eliza's voice was cold and monotone now.
"Of course Ma'am will that be all today?" Jamie's voice stayed respectful with no sign of emotion though she was freezing cold and her entire body wanted to shutter and shake.
"Yes, Farewell and the best of luck with Damon my child." Eliza said hanging up the phone. Jamie shut her phone and knocked on the door. As she waited a snapping sound rung threw her ears. A normal person might not have heard the soft sound but Jamie was trained and trained well. Within seconds her gun was pointed to Elena's temple behind a bush.
"Get up." Jamie's voice was violent and harsh her ice blue eyes glowing with a furry. She could hear both the brother's movements and knew they would be there in an instant.
"Damon a little help here?" Elena said with attitude as he appeared next to Stephan.
"Jamie!" Damon's blue eyes lit up immediately as he realized who she was. After all it had been about seven years.
"Hello Guys can I shoot her?" she smirked readying the automatic gun.
"No, put the gun down." Stephan said in a parenting tone. She hated when he spoke to her that way. She smiled and turned on her heels to face them.
"I know." She chuckled returning her gun to her side.
"Who are you?" Elena seemed to growl at Jamie shifting behind Stephen.
"I am Jamie Eliza Johnston, protector of the damned." She replied walking back to the shelter of the covered porch.
"Your soaked let's get you inside." Damon said opening the door for Jamie.
"Why are you here?" Elena asked following them inside.
"Did you miss me these last seven years Damon?" She asked walking towards the lit fireplace dragging her finger across the mantel.
"You know I did Jamie." Damon responded catching a glimpse of her tattoos in the light of the fire.
"Well I am here on official business from Eliza. She caught wind of how you've been robbing the cradle." She responded lightly laughing.
"And? Damon said raising an eyebrow at her.
"And she said it was time you grew up and quit making enemies'." Jamie turned to face him. You made a vow to her and her to you I'm here to ensure it's kept."
"That was over 100 years ago Jamie." Damon sighed heading for the bar.
"I don't understand." Elena said looking between the young girl and Damon.
"Damon made a vow of acceptance to her mother. He swore to uphold her laws and openly look for his true love in return for protection. It has to do with the Blood Tear myth." Stephen explained watching the annoyance grow in Jamie's eyes.
"I read about that in my fathers journals but it was only a myth. Only an Elizabeth claimed to have found it. But it's widely known that she lied because Vampires can not cry." Elena said in a no it all voice.
In the blink of an eye Jamie had pulled a handgun on Elena pressing it to her temple she cocked it.
"Jamie don't do anything to rash now." Damon said tossing back a shot carelessly.
"Lied!" she growled at Elena, "It was true not a LIE! My mother shed a blood tear for her love Jonathan as she watched him die at the hands of a hunter. She held him as he turned to dust. I saw her."
"Jamie, she didn't know it was your mother." Stephen said calmly.
"Had I not vowed not to harm a Vampire's mate I would shoot you right here right now." Jamie hissed removing her gun.
"YOU VOWED!" Damon growled at Jamie. "Are you insane? Do you even think anymore? That makes you a Protector."
"Yes, I know." Jamie growled back, "It was my choice and I am ranked number one."
"And she allowed this?" Damon said slamming his shot glass down.
"Yes. That's why I am here." She hissed. A light bulb went off in his head and his furry raged.
"ME?"
"Yes, I am your Protector Damon." Her voice was just as threating as his. Their tempers were evenly matched.
"NO." he growled.
" What's the big deal?" Elena whispered to Stephan.
"It means Jamie has laid her life down for him. No one can kill Damon without killing her. If it comes down to it she must die to save him." Stephan responded gazing furiously at the two.
"It has been done Damon the bond has been made in blood. I have made my choice." She said pulling aside her shirt to reveal a crest carved into her side.
