My Protector, My Saviour:
Chapter 1
Diya's POV
What is there to do when there is nothing? Get into trouble that's what.
"Hey you! Stop right there!"
"Nah! Don't think I will!"
My feet send more dust up with each step I take running from this guy. Lucky for me, he catches me just as I turn a corner going into an alley.
"Seriously?"
He backs me into the brick walls of my apartment building.
"Look man, I don't want any trouble..."
"Well you got trouble! You know what that fake i.d did to me? Got my ass in prison for almost 3 months!"
"It's not my fault you got caught! You simply went to the wrong club."
"I don't care. You're still gonna pay for that!"
Before he can even make a move, I slip out of his grip faster than humanly possible. He punches the bricks before he can register that I have moved.
Then my worst fear comes true.
"What's going on here?"
The sentence comes out as the door flies open. We both stop in our tracks.
"Hey mom. How are you? I'm doing fine thanks for asking. Now if I could just get inside then that..."
"That doesn't answer my question Diya. What's. going. on. here?"
"Lady, she made me a fake i.d and I got put in jail because of her faulty work and..."
"I don't care what she did or what you were going to do, but I want you to leave her alone immediately."
Though it was stern enough to scare anyone besides me, he is too intent on revenge to let it go.
"No. I came here to kick some ass, so I'm gonna kick it!"
She looks over to me, giving me the signal. I start to corner him. He remains strong.
"What are you gonna do to me? Punch me? I'm sure it won't hurt."
His cockiness irritates me to no end.
"Nope. But, by the end you won't remember a thing."
"What the hell does that even mean?"
That's when it starts.
"You will leave this neighbourhood and never come back here. You won't remember this encounter or any of the previous ones with me."
Both his eyes dilate. His face then becomes a blank slate as he walks out of the alley. The walk back into our apartment is held with eerie silence. As soon as we enter and I gingerly close the door, she starts.
"Diya..."
"I can explain mom!"
"Then explain to me why you made another fake i.d! I thought I told you not to do that anymore."
"I know..."
"Then why did you do it? Why did you deliberately disobey me? You know why I asked you to stop."
That I knew too well. She didn't want my father, Damon Salvatore, to find us. According to her, he is very dangerous and if he catches us, if he catches me, then bad things will happen.
Her disappointment hurts me more than her anger. This is evident in the way I throw down my gray slouchy hat.
"I saw that we needed the money so I made that kid a deal. One fake i.d for $350."
She sighs with a mixture of frustration and...Nope. Just frustration.
"Well I guess it doesn't matter anyway. We have to move again."
"But why? We were doing just fine here in Denver."
"Because Damon is close. Too close to be comfortable."
I now know to stop questioning her and move to pack my things. Now I notice the emptiness of the hall. As I enter my room, I see she's already taken my things out to the truck. She almost startles me with her sudden appearance.
"Like I said honey, he's too close for comfort. Now let's get a move on."
The reason I was able to make the guy forget our encounters is because I can compel people. The reason I can compel people is because my father, Damon Salvatore, is a vampire. This makes me half-vampire. The reason my mother knows he's close is because she can sense him. She can sense him because she is a very powerful witch. That, in turn, makes me half-witch too.
She shoves a mug into my hands, stunning me out of my trance, as I settle into my familiar passenger seat. I sniff the contents.
"Coffee? Why does she need this?"
"Mom, how long are you gonna drive?"
"Long enough to need this cup of Joe."
She takes a swig now before putting it in the cup-holder and driving away from the newly abandoned apartment.
Approximately 24 hours later
My sleepy eyes fight against my bodies urge to wake up until I hear pouring rain.
"That's weird. Last I remember we were in Idaho."
I groggily lean up and look around, though there isn't much to see besides excessive greenery and the slate grey color of the rain against...well everything.
"Where are we?"
My mom seems almost happy.
"Hm. Maybe we're far enough away that she isn't worried anymore."
"My dear, we are at our new home!"
"Which is..."
"Forks, Washington."
Never heard of the place in my entire life. Granted I have only lived for 7 years (thanks to my accelerated growth), but still.
"Okay...why here?"
"It's a small town, so I am sure we'll do just fine here."
By "we'll do just fine here", I'm sure she means, "he won't ever think to look in this dingy, old town."
Before anything further can be said on the subject, my stomach makes the noise of a dying whale.
"Mom, that's great and all but, I am quite obviously hungry."
"That is why we're going to the diner."
We pull up to some very generic looking diner and at the moment, I don't care as long as it satisfies my hunger.
Pulling out an umbrella that my mom hands to me, I rush out of the car as fast as I can without seeming too suspicious and un-human.
My mom opens the door as we take the first empty seat we see. A waitress promptly seeks out our table.
"Hello and welcome to The Lodge. Here are a couple of menus. My name is Julia and I'll be your server today. What would you like to drink?"
"I would like Coca-Cola for me."
"Me too."
She jots this down on her note pad with hawk-like precision.
"Okay. Two cokes coming right up."
She cheerfully walks away, a little too cheerfully for my taste but hey, all to their own.
I open up the menu and my eyes hit the steak and potatoes immediately.
"Well I know what I'm getting. How about you?"
"Just a simple garden salad for me. What about you hun?"
"Are you kidding mom? I'm going all the way. Steak and potatoes."
Our server, Julia then came up with our drinks.
"Here you are ladies. Are you ready to order?"
"Yes, I'd like the garden salad."
She puts it down like it's her job.
"Oh wait..."
"And I would like the steak and potatoes."
"Medium-rare or well done?"
"Medium rare, please?"
"Okay. They will be up in a few."
She walks into the kitchen to hand the cook our order, thereby leaving us in the diner.
I notice that it is not particularly full, but it has enough people to at least make it seem like a busy day.
"So Diya, since we're far enough away from him I have decided that you're going to high-school here."
I am in jaw dropping shock. For my entire life I have only been home-schooled and I now have the chance to be a "normal teenager".
"Wow. So...you must've know he was coming for a while then."
"Not really. I've been planning on that for a while. His being close to us just gave me a greater incentive to move us here even faster."
This is even better news. I attempt to hug her from across the table. It works...sort of...
"Here you girls are: One order of the garden salad and another order of a medium-rare steak and potatoes. Enjoy."
We give her our thanks while we dig in. The first piece I have hits the spot. My mom and I continue eating, so we develop a comfortable silence. After we dab napkins on our mouths we call for the check, pay, and leave.
As we're leaving, I notice the rain has diminished into a drizzle, so I leave my umbrella down and simply walk in the rain for nothing could ruin my mood at the moment.
Our new home is about a 15-minute drive from the diner and the location couldn't be better. It's in front of a forest so if I get thirsty, I can just go there and hunt for animals. It's after I survey the horizon of forest that I see the police cruiser next-door.
"Hello. You two need any help with furniture?"
I turn to face a man of uniform. He is very average looking, his 6'0" stature probably being the more interesting thing about him.
"Sure. I'd like to get this furniture in before another downpour starts otherwise they'll surely smell like mildew."
I crinkled my nose; it was one of the worst smells besides the smell of death.
"My name's Charlie."
He stuck his hand out, almost hopefully. My mom gives it to him.
"I'm Rikki and that little girl over there is my daughter, Diya."
"Hey I'm not that little!"
"Sure sweetie, just open the door for me please."
It was easy, this banter between her and I. I loved that about our relationship.
As I opened it, it smelled faintly of candle wax and perfume.
"Out of the way honey!"
They had the couch on their hands, so I did. I tried to help, but the doorway was too narrow for me to fit.
"You snagged a pretty good place."
"That I did, Charlie."
"Yeah ever since the Stanley's moved back to Texas, it's been much quieter in town. Having somebody new will be nice."
Sounds like nostalgia.
"Well, let's not waste anymore time then! Still have the beds to move upstairs, and other various things to move in."
"Alrighty then."
I decided to take this as a chance to go and explore and hunt a little bit.
I get a rain poncho, smelling the upcoming rain.
"Mom, I'm gonna go ahead and explore 'kay?"
"Sure Diya. Have fun!"
"Will do."
A peal of laughter escapes me.
"Be careful though."
"I know how to take care of myself mother."
I turn and stick my tongue at her while she just represses a giggle.
I throw up the hood of my rain poncho and, as soon as I'm far enough in, I take off.
"Woo hoo!"
I go as far out as I can, taking special care to note my path so that I could get home. I begin to feel a bit tired, so I fall comfortably onto a green log before remembering that it's probably wet.
"This is going to be great."
Before long I smell deer and it's a herd.
"Today's my lucky day."
I inhale and run further into that general direction. I stop and inhale the scent. I didn't come across deer that often since my mom and I usually lived in places without much forest. If there was forest, there weren't very large animals, the largest being rabbits or the occasional fox. So to see a deer, especially an entire herd is almost unheard of to me. I waste no time and pick an older looking buck as the other deer scatter as far away from me as possible. I drop it down, satiated by my meal. I look back at it.
"I did a rather sloppy job of it didn't I? Should I clean it up? Nah!"
I hurriedly run back in the direction of my new house.
"They should be finished by now."
True to my thinking, the truck was empty of everything. If it weren't for the boxes in the window, you'd think that we had lived there for a while.
"Mom! I'm back!"
"Over here!"
She's waiting expectantly for me in the doorway.
"Now hurry up and get inside!"
"Calm down mom, it's not like a big, bad wolf is coming to eat me."
By now, I'm already inside, hanging my rain poncho upon a coat rack. It's far too cold to take off my sweatshirt.
"So, how was your adventure?"
"It was awesome! I saw deer mom, an entire herd!"
I couldn't hold in my excitement, otherwise the world may have had quite a mess to clean up.
"I thought you might like that."
I roll my eyes and give her a hug.
"So, how was the neighbour? Something with a C..."
"Charlie was very helpful with moving the furniture with me. He's also invited us to dinner with him at his place tomorrow night with his girlfriend Sue."
"Sounds like fun. Hey listen, when does school start?"
"Tuesday, why?"
"What is today?"
"Sunday. I know and that's why I have a pla
"Which is...?"
She likes to leave me hanging a lot. I think it's because she has a sarcastic side she doesn't want revealed.
"Tomorrow, after I get back from work, I'll take you to buy your things. Notebooks, pencils, binders and others."
"Textbooks."
"At the school waiting for you to get there."
"Mom..."
"Yes?"
"Thanks."
"For what?"
"For...well everything."
"Why your very welcome Diya..."
"Which is why tomorrow, I am going to finish unpacking everything."
I like to make her feel appreciated. I know she likes it too.
"Oh sweetie, you don't have to..."
"Ah but I must. It's the least I can do to thank you for all this. I mean come on the only things that aren't in boxes are the furniture. I can handle this."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes. I'm totally sure! Besides, I'll have nothing else to do anyway."
I move upstairs before she can call me a "smart-ass" and I go to bed, ready for the upcoming days full speed ahead.
AN: So, this is basically what it's going to be like. I will introduce more characters later. I had another story like this, but it was just...how do I put this...terrible. Just awful. So...I tweaked a lot of it until this product came out. I felt that the last one just went way too fast, so I'm trying to slow it down at least a little bit. Remember reviews and critiques (as harsh as they come) always appreciated (outright flames not accepted).
Always (3) yours,
littlemisslucia