Disclaimers - I don't own most characters, just Raven and her family. Pretty much everyone else belongs to the dah-ling, talented auther L. J. Smith.
Cross over of Night World series and Vampire Dairies.
Part 1:
Raven ran. She wasn't running from some one. It would seem
like she was. She was running as fast as she ever had. She was
running from something. At times when she ran like this it she felt
like she was running to something.
Raven pushed her body, straining for more speed. Already she
was going faster then any human ever could. Faster then most of her
kind.
'My kind,' she thought bitterly. Raven Johnson didn't have a
kind. She didn't belong to any race. She was a mix. Half witch and
half lamia, a vampire.
Raven went through moods. At times she hated herself for what
she was. Others she embraced the difference. She spiced up life.
Threw in a little variety. Her other moods were where she hated
human, considered them vermin, or liked them. It was sort of like
having a spilt personality.
Raven was running from her self-hatred, her anger. She was
trying to run from life, knowing that she never could. But it could
get her so exhausted that when she went home she would go to sleep
and not dream. Being totally unconscious sometimes seemed like the
only peace she got.
Even though she was mainly tuning out the world, lost in her
own little world her predator senses picked up the noises of prey.
No, she decided. It was prey being hunted. Raven also realized it
was human.
That meant the hunter was either a shape-shifter, were-wolf or
another vampire. Raven decided to go see which. Besides, she liked
to watch others work. Her feet carried her swiftly to where the
gasps of breath were coming from.
She ran through the trees and came out on the other side of
the bluff. She skidded to a stop and her breath caught in her
throat. There was a vampire walking up to Mary who was scooting
away as fast as she could.
The vampire wore a triumphant grin as he crouched in front of
her. Raven was very close to Mary and there was no way she was
going to let this happen.
"Get away from my sister," Raven's clear voice called out. The
vampire stiffened and turned so his attention was on her.
"Why? We both know she isn't your real sister, now is she?" he
said in a smooth Italian voice.
He was right. The Johnson's were humans who had adopted her
when she was about a year old. Her parents were running from the
Night Word and didn't want to mess up Raven's life because of it so
they had just left her on Circle Daybreak's door step and cut off
all contact.
"It doesn't matter. You touch her and you'll die, slowly and
painfully. She's hurt already so you're still going to die. But
I'll give you the opportunity to run and if I catch you I'll make
it quick."
He threw back his head in derisive laughter.
"I doubt you could catch me. Even if you could you wouldn't be
able to hurt me," he told Raven.
"I'm glad you believe that. I've been itching for a good
fight. I hope you'll give me one."
"Oh, I will… I will. I hope you can say the same for
yourself." After he finished speaking he launched himself at Raven.
She saw the slight, almost imperceptible movement of his leg
muscles that let her know what he was going to do.
She jumped out of the way and jumped on him. He hadn't
expected it and they both went rolling. The boy threw Raven off of
him and she hit the ground with a grunt. She had landed hard on her
shoulder but she was up in seconds.
They circled each other warily for a couple seconds. Then in
one accord they rushed each other throwing punches. The boy punched
her hard in the stomach, knowing the wind out of her. She had to
struggle not to double over.
Raven snarled and swung at him, putting her full weight behind
the throw. Her fist caught the dark-haired stranger squarely on his
jaw. His head snapped to the side and he stumbled back a few
seconds.
Raven saw her opportunity and pounced on him. She pinned his
arms to his sides with one arm. With her other hand she tilted back
his head, very nearly snapping his neck. Then she bit him.
The boy's blood wouldn't sustain her but she didn't care.
Vampire blood was thicker, darker, magical with the hidden promises
of the Night World. Drinking another vampire's blood meant you were
the stronger. They were weaker. The prey. Besides, she thought, it
would weaken him for a while.
The boy knew that and knew that was precisely what Raven was
going to try for. He struggled trying to get away but Raven just
held on tighter. Raven almost dropped him with what happened next.
She could feel his thoughts. That was normal, but it was more
then the usual. She could feel his very soul. She was in his mind
and he was in hers. In an instant she knew why. They were
soulmates.
The boy, whose name was Damon, didn't know that. He was
currently freaking out.
/What the hell are you doing to me?/ he raged. /Stop it you
witch!/
/I'm not doing it, calm down. Do you know what soulmates are?/
Raven knew he had heard the theory but didn't believe it.
/No! We are not soulmates. There's no such thing!/ he snapped.
Damon was scared. He didn't want somebody who could see into
his mind. He didn't want anybody to be able to see his innermost
secrets. More importantly Damon didn't want to fall in love.
Damon Salvatore had no intention of ever letting somebody into
his heart ever again. It was too painful. Old wounds were still
fresh in his memory no matter how hard he tried to forget. Damon
didn't want any more.
Raven's mind was silent as she listened to what was going
through his head. She felt sorry for him. Damon felt the emotion
and his fear changed into anger instantly.
/I don't need your pity,/ he snarled. He jerked away from
Raven and just stared at her for a second with pupils dilated with
emotion. Then he shook himself and ran.
"He's fast," Mary said in a voice strained with pain. It was
true. The boy was running as fast as Raven had been earlier. Raven
turned to her sister. Her ankle was bent at a disturbing angle.
"My foot caught it a hole and I fell," the petite girl
explained.
"Here, I'll help you up." Raven put her arm around Mary's
waist and hauled her up. They went forward a few steps, with Mary
leaning heavily on Raven. Mary gasped out in pain, a few tears
escaping her eyes.
"This isn't going to do. I'll just have to carry you, that's
all," Raven decided. She bent and slung her other arm behind Mary's
knees. Raven walked swiftly to where their car was. They weren't
that far from where raven had started running. She was just making
circles as she let off steam.
"Thanks. If you hadn't have come along…" Mary trailed off.
"Don't think about it. Besides, what else was I supposed to
do? You're my sister." Mary nodded. Raven helped her into the
passenger seat of the car and ran around to the other side.
"What were you doing out here anyway? I thought I told you it
was to dangerous to be by your self."
"I know, I was waiting for you by our car. Circle Daybreak
called," Mary said reluctantly. She wasn't sure if Raven would like
the news or not.
"What'd they say?" Raven said tensely. It had to be important
for Mary to come and track her down.
"They found out who your parents are."
"Really? Cool, did they say who?" Raven asked shocked. She
hadn't really expected to ever find out. A friend had said he would
look into it, as a way to pay off a debt Raven didn't really think
he had. But if it would make him feel better she had let him try.
"No, the guy said he wanted to talk to you. He wouldn't even
tell me his name. Just that he would call back." They drove in
silence after that until they reached the emergency room.
Raven plucked her sister from the car and carried her to the
emergency room and completed the forms and signed the papers the
nurse handed her as Mary was looked at.
Cross over of Night World series and Vampire Dairies.
Part 1:
Raven ran. She wasn't running from some one. It would seem
like she was. She was running as fast as she ever had. She was
running from something. At times when she ran like this it she felt
like she was running to something.
Raven pushed her body, straining for more speed. Already she
was going faster then any human ever could. Faster then most of her
kind.
'My kind,' she thought bitterly. Raven Johnson didn't have a
kind. She didn't belong to any race. She was a mix. Half witch and
half lamia, a vampire.
Raven went through moods. At times she hated herself for what
she was. Others she embraced the difference. She spiced up life.
Threw in a little variety. Her other moods were where she hated
human, considered them vermin, or liked them. It was sort of like
having a spilt personality.
Raven was running from her self-hatred, her anger. She was
trying to run from life, knowing that she never could. But it could
get her so exhausted that when she went home she would go to sleep
and not dream. Being totally unconscious sometimes seemed like the
only peace she got.
Even though she was mainly tuning out the world, lost in her
own little world her predator senses picked up the noises of prey.
No, she decided. It was prey being hunted. Raven also realized it
was human.
That meant the hunter was either a shape-shifter, were-wolf or
another vampire. Raven decided to go see which. Besides, she liked
to watch others work. Her feet carried her swiftly to where the
gasps of breath were coming from.
She ran through the trees and came out on the other side of
the bluff. She skidded to a stop and her breath caught in her
throat. There was a vampire walking up to Mary who was scooting
away as fast as she could.
The vampire wore a triumphant grin as he crouched in front of
her. Raven was very close to Mary and there was no way she was
going to let this happen.
"Get away from my sister," Raven's clear voice called out. The
vampire stiffened and turned so his attention was on her.
"Why? We both know she isn't your real sister, now is she?" he
said in a smooth Italian voice.
He was right. The Johnson's were humans who had adopted her
when she was about a year old. Her parents were running from the
Night Word and didn't want to mess up Raven's life because of it so
they had just left her on Circle Daybreak's door step and cut off
all contact.
"It doesn't matter. You touch her and you'll die, slowly and
painfully. She's hurt already so you're still going to die. But
I'll give you the opportunity to run and if I catch you I'll make
it quick."
He threw back his head in derisive laughter.
"I doubt you could catch me. Even if you could you wouldn't be
able to hurt me," he told Raven.
"I'm glad you believe that. I've been itching for a good
fight. I hope you'll give me one."
"Oh, I will… I will. I hope you can say the same for
yourself." After he finished speaking he launched himself at Raven.
She saw the slight, almost imperceptible movement of his leg
muscles that let her know what he was going to do.
She jumped out of the way and jumped on him. He hadn't
expected it and they both went rolling. The boy threw Raven off of
him and she hit the ground with a grunt. She had landed hard on her
shoulder but she was up in seconds.
They circled each other warily for a couple seconds. Then in
one accord they rushed each other throwing punches. The boy punched
her hard in the stomach, knowing the wind out of her. She had to
struggle not to double over.
Raven snarled and swung at him, putting her full weight behind
the throw. Her fist caught the dark-haired stranger squarely on his
jaw. His head snapped to the side and he stumbled back a few
seconds.
Raven saw her opportunity and pounced on him. She pinned his
arms to his sides with one arm. With her other hand she tilted back
his head, very nearly snapping his neck. Then she bit him.
The boy's blood wouldn't sustain her but she didn't care.
Vampire blood was thicker, darker, magical with the hidden promises
of the Night World. Drinking another vampire's blood meant you were
the stronger. They were weaker. The prey. Besides, she thought, it
would weaken him for a while.
The boy knew that and knew that was precisely what Raven was
going to try for. He struggled trying to get away but Raven just
held on tighter. Raven almost dropped him with what happened next.
She could feel his thoughts. That was normal, but it was more
then the usual. She could feel his very soul. She was in his mind
and he was in hers. In an instant she knew why. They were
soulmates.
The boy, whose name was Damon, didn't know that. He was
currently freaking out.
/What the hell are you doing to me?/ he raged. /Stop it you
witch!/
/I'm not doing it, calm down. Do you know what soulmates are?/
Raven knew he had heard the theory but didn't believe it.
/No! We are not soulmates. There's no such thing!/ he snapped.
Damon was scared. He didn't want somebody who could see into
his mind. He didn't want anybody to be able to see his innermost
secrets. More importantly Damon didn't want to fall in love.
Damon Salvatore had no intention of ever letting somebody into
his heart ever again. It was too painful. Old wounds were still
fresh in his memory no matter how hard he tried to forget. Damon
didn't want any more.
Raven's mind was silent as she listened to what was going
through his head. She felt sorry for him. Damon felt the emotion
and his fear changed into anger instantly.
/I don't need your pity,/ he snarled. He jerked away from
Raven and just stared at her for a second with pupils dilated with
emotion. Then he shook himself and ran.
"He's fast," Mary said in a voice strained with pain. It was
true. The boy was running as fast as Raven had been earlier. Raven
turned to her sister. Her ankle was bent at a disturbing angle.
"My foot caught it a hole and I fell," the petite girl
explained.
"Here, I'll help you up." Raven put her arm around Mary's
waist and hauled her up. They went forward a few steps, with Mary
leaning heavily on Raven. Mary gasped out in pain, a few tears
escaping her eyes.
"This isn't going to do. I'll just have to carry you, that's
all," Raven decided. She bent and slung her other arm behind Mary's
knees. Raven walked swiftly to where their car was. They weren't
that far from where raven had started running. She was just making
circles as she let off steam.
"Thanks. If you hadn't have come along…" Mary trailed off.
"Don't think about it. Besides, what else was I supposed to
do? You're my sister." Mary nodded. Raven helped her into the
passenger seat of the car and ran around to the other side.
"What were you doing out here anyway? I thought I told you it
was to dangerous to be by your self."
"I know, I was waiting for you by our car. Circle Daybreak
called," Mary said reluctantly. She wasn't sure if Raven would like
the news or not.
"What'd they say?" Raven said tensely. It had to be important
for Mary to come and track her down.
"They found out who your parents are."
"Really? Cool, did they say who?" Raven asked shocked. She
hadn't really expected to ever find out. A friend had said he would
look into it, as a way to pay off a debt Raven didn't really think
he had. But if it would make him feel better she had let him try.
"No, the guy said he wanted to talk to you. He wouldn't even
tell me his name. Just that he would call back." They drove in
silence after that until they reached the emergency room.
Raven plucked her sister from the car and carried her to the
emergency room and completed the forms and signed the papers the
nurse handed her as Mary was looked at.