Fayre awoke, rising up in her bed clutching her head as a searing pain formed. She couldn't place the emotion she she was currently feeling, but in her gut she knew something bad was coming. She glanced around her room, but everything seemed to be in place. With shaky fingers Fayre grabbed her comforter and swung her legs over the bed. When she went to stand her legs gave out underneath her and the searing pain returned. She opened her mouth to let out a scream but nothing came out. White hot flashes sprung in her mind and it almost felt like a lock was being clicked lights in her room started flickering before burning out.
A gasp escaped Fayre's lips as her hands shot out, the picture frame on her dresser almost flies into the wall on command. Other miscellaneous objects crash around her as her headache soars. Her vision starts to fade as she sees a different scene in front of her.
Fayre suddenly finds herself walking in the woods, she can idly hear the remnants of a bonfire party behind her as she ventures farther and farther. The darkness almost felt like it was consuming her. She could feel the twigs crunch underneath the solace of her shoes, but something felt off. This wasn't her, she could tell in the way the body she possessed was moving that it wasn't her, but she was seeing from their point of view.
"Lost?" A voice announced their arrival behind Fayre.
The body whirled around, eyes wide as their hand went up to their heart. "Jeez, you get off on scaring people? My loser boyfriend left me in the woods, I'm just heading back to the party."
As she moved to go past him, the dark figure of a man stopped her from moving any further. "I always love helping a damsel in distress."
"I'm fine, thank you." But wait, Fayre recognized that voice? It almost sounded like Vicki Donovan? She tried to push past him again, but she ran into the hard chest of the man.
But then suddenly Fayre wasn't in Vicki's body, she was standing next to a tree watching the scene play out before her. She wanted to yell at Vicki to run, to get out of there while she still could. But her efforts were futile. The man had dark hair, stood at a good 5'10 and had sharp futures. He was handsome, but had an aura of danger. "I'm afraid I'm gonna have to insist."
"I'll scream."
The dark haired man smirked. "Now now.. You wouldn't want to ruin my fun would you?" He looked into her eyes. "Don't scream." The man moved at an unimaginable speed, grabbing onto Vicki's shoulders and sinking his teeth into her neck. Blood dripped past her clavicle all over Vicki's leather jacket. Vicki opened her mouth but whatever the man said had marked her actions, and no noise came out of her mouth. The man kept sucking until Vicki's body went limp, and he not so gently threw her over to the side . He smiled cooly before vanishing in a second before her eyes.
Fayre's lips parted in shock at everything happening before her. What was that man? Was Vicki dead? How did she get here? Her vision went dark again before a shadow stood before her. "Who are you?" Fayre managed to gasp out.
"I'm your power." What?
"What does that even mean? What am I doing here?"
"I'm your power, your inner voice. I am not a person, but I am here to inform you of the dangers that lie ahead." The shadow's voice was steady, but mimicked her own. "What you just saw was a vampire, feeding of human blood. They take human form, but they have a monster deep down.'
Fayre gulped. "And Vicki.. Is she dead?"
"The event you saw has yet to happen, you had a premonition. It's one of the unique gifts your kind has. This will not be the last one, and they are to inform you of what is to come to protect you and those around you. It is your choice to do so."
She already knew she wanted no part of it. "My kind? What am I?"
"All in due time, child. More will be revealed. You do not get to choose when to use your gift." This didn't work with fayre, she needed answers now.
"How do I kill a vampire? What was his name?" If she had any luck as to stop Vicki Donovan from dying, she knew it wasn't something she could ignore.
"A vampire's death comes from a wooden stake. Though there is an herb by the name of Vervain that severely weakens their kind. There is only one person in Mystic Falls who covets this herb. Find him, he will be in close relations with the vampire, though not an enemy of you." A loud knocking noise rang in Fayre's ears, though she couldn't find the source of it. The blackness started to fade back to the light that engulfed her bedroom.
"Wait! I need to know more!" Fayre frantically shouted to get her power to come back. If she wasn't human.. Then what did that make her?
"Wait!" Coming back to reality, Fayre looked around her room where she sat on her bedroom floor. She wasn't in the woods, she wasn't talking to herself or the power that was supposedly within her. She was safe, at home. Maybe she was asleep on the floor and that had to all just have been a dream, right? The acts of her overimagining? Yes, that was it. It wasn't real and Fayre decided that maybe she should start writing horror stories.
The knocking at her door continued, but before she could respond Elena opened the door without permission and entered, "Hey sorry for barging in but I heard banging.. Are you okay? There's glass on the floor." There was a concerned look that plagued Elena's features.
"I'm fine Elena.. I must've slipped and grabbed onto my picture frame when I fell."
Elena accepted her answer, and Fayre didn't have a better answer than that one so she was grateful. Elena moved over to the light switch and flicked it back and forth with no result. "You're light bulb must have gone out."
Fayre swiftly got up and moved towards her closet, not really acknowledging Elena's comment or her eyes wandering to Fayre's figure. Elena frowned, deterred by her sisters lack of response towards her. "Fayre.. Are you okay though? I know things have been tough lately with mom and dad.. But I'm here for you."
Fayre sighed before turning her body towards Elena. "Dear Elena, how was the weather yesterday in the cemetery with all the chipmunks and squirrels?" Elena winced back knowing her cover was blown. "I'm doing just fine Elena, with mom and dad's passing." She said sharply. "Are you? You're so quick to play the martyr and try to be there for everyone while you stay in the same place and refuse to move on. You try to convince me and Jeremy to move on, say it's better for us, while you refuse to. It's hypocritical, but at least I get all my feelings off my chest instead of facing it alone with my diary surrounded by dead people."
Fayre grabbed her book bag and threw her clothes and makeup in there she planned to wear that day. She would get ready at school. It was obvious that Fayre's mood was not right to deal with Elena that morning. As she went to walk past Elena she glued her eyes to the floor, not daring to look at the hurt expression that was no doubt plastered on her face. "I'll see you at school." Fayre muttered.
Fayre went straight to her locker after getting ready in the women's bathroom. Bonnie and Elena were already there, and Bonnie's smile lit up as soon as she saw her.
"Hey girl! How are you doing? I've missed you." Bonnie wrapped her arms around Fayre tightly and she couldn't deny she missed the Bennet teen also, as she returned her hug. Fayre sensed something, almost a zap as she touched Bonnie but she pushed it to the back of her mind.
"I'm doing great, Bon." No, she wasn't. But no need to worry Elena anymore than she already was. Her worriedness would increase if she knew about the ache in Fayre's chest as soon as she walked into her school building. Elena shut her locker tensely, no doubt still upset about this morning's encounter.
Bonnie backed away and started checking out all the students. "Major lack of male real estate. Look at the shower curtain on Kelly Beach." Bonnie looked at her with disgust. "She looks like a hot- can I still say tranny mess?"
Elena laughed. "No, that's over."
Fayre grinned. "I'm pretty sure you were the only person to ever say that anyway, Bon."
"Ah, find a man, coin a phrase. It's a busy year."
Fayre saw Elena briefly wave to Matt Donovan out of the corner of her eye, but Matt ignored her and slammed his locker hard. Fayre couldn't help but roll her eyes. "How does Matt ever intend to win a girl back with his lack of understanding and sympathy?"
Elena frowned. "He's just hurt Fayre. He hates me."
Bonnie replied, "That's not hate. That's, 'you dumped me, but I'm too cool to show it, but secretly I'm listening to Air Supply's greatest hits.'"
Fayre glanced over at Caroline marching towards their small group, with her two goons following behind. She knew Caroline could play the pretty, popular girl but Fayre had always been closer with Care then she was with Bonnie. It was always Elena and Bonnie, Fayre and Caroline.
"Elena. Oh my god." Caroline gripped Elena in a crushing hug. "How are you? It's good to see you. How is she? Is she good." Caroline turned towards the other two girls to ask. Care didn't need to ask Fayre, seeing as they spent their whole summer together, but they rarely saw Elena.
Elena's lip were straight. "Carline, I'm right here. And I'm fine, thank you."
Fayre started to blur out their conversation as she saw the one and only Tyler Lockwood enter the halls. His eyes looked up to meet hers and a pained expression entered his eyes. Fayre kept her face passive as he walked by her but couldn't help the glare that she gave him. She turned her head back to the girls' conversation, not giving Tyler the time of day anymore. He didn't deserve it, not after sleeping with Vicki after he had asked her to be his girlfriend. Fayre thought that he would be different with her, that he truly cared for her and would leave his player persona behind. She was wrong.
"So, I"ll pick you up for the bonfire Friday Fayre?" Fayre smiled and nodded her head, giving Caroline the satisfaction she wanted to leave them and head to class.
Fayre slammed the school's double doors open looking for Jeremy since she knew he just made his way out here. She found him talking to Vicki and she moved closer to them, but stopped as she saw Tyler approach them. He said something to Vicki before turning to her brother and saying, "Hey Pete Wentz called. He wants his nail polish back." Fayre couldn't help but roll her eyes at the jab.
Jeremy gave Tyler a cocky smile. "Pete Wentz, huh? How old school T.R.L of you. Carson Daly fan?" Tyler made as he was about to advance on Jeremy and Fayre stepped over, her glare still plastered on her face directed at him.
"Enough Jeremy." Fayre stopped him. "Lay off my brother Tyler, you won't like what happens if you don't."
"Oh, Ty, be nice. That's Elena's kid siblings." Vicky fake pouted at Fayre, making her blood boil.
"I know who they are.." Tyler snuck a glance at Fayre. "I'll still kick his ass though." Vicky grabbed Tyler by the collar and started kissing him. Jeremy and Tyler both had to turn their heads, obvious to anyone else how much that simple action hurt them both.
Jeremy and Fayre both made their way back into school and went their separate ways as her vision started to fade in and out again, like how it did this morning. She squeezed the stair banister tightly she tried to fight it, trying her hardest to deny what had happened was real. But as her vision faded it took control over her whole body. She saw Elena follow Jeremy into the men's bathroom after talking with Bonnie. She followed them into the bathroom, and listened as Elena gave Jeremy an earful about doing drugs. She watched as Jeremy got angry and stormed out on her. She hung by as she watched Elena run into an attractive high schooler and stutter as she talked to him. But something was off. The attractive man, who she heard introduce himself as Stefan, gave her the same feeling as the man in the woods. She wanted to cry out as she realized it was because he too was a vampire, he gave off the same aura as the man who bit Vicki.
Fayre came back to, gasping as she kept her eyes shut tight as she tried to catch her breath . When her breathing steadied she reopened her eyes. She wanted to scream out, to cry, but she remained calm. Fayre couldn't deny what was happening now, she couldn't deny, this power or whatever it was, because an active imagination didn't stop her on the stairwell and make her body react this way. Fayre wasn't stupid, and she knew what happened this morning was on all accounts true. But she didn't know what to do with this information.
The young girl made her way back out into the hallway and saw Elena and Bonnie, making a beeline for them. They were staring into the admissions office and as she got closer she saw it was a teenage boy, or the back of him. Elena dismissed herself, and Fayre could tell she was running towards Jeremy who was making his way into the men's bathroom. Her jaw dropped to the floor as she realized it was her premonition coming true. The man from the office made his way out and Fayre instantly froze as she got that weird vibe from him, and assumed this was Stefan Salvatore. Who also sucked people dry of their blood and their lives. A vampire. She saw him run into Elena, but noticed that it looked intentional on his half. Having enough of a hassle for one day, Fayre decided to ditch school the other half of the day. She felt fearful, and wanted nothing more than to sleep off this hectic day.
A/N: So this is the first part of the first chapter of my story for The Vampire Diaries! I split it into two parts because it was super long. I might skip over unimportant chapter in the season that have no plot for Fayre. For the first two seasons it'll be a Tyler/OC story but their relationship won't be that important. When the Originals come in, it'll turn into a Klaus/OC story, which is what I intend all along, too bad he doesn't come in until the end of Season 2 though :/. School starts soon, so I'll update as frequently as possible!