It's been a long time since I wrote anything ff related so please forgive me if this isn't the best. It'll probably get better once I start get back into the swing of writing because while I am a writer, I haven't done much of that either lately. Anyway, since Vampire Diaries did capture my interest with the whole Bonenzo storyline, I thought I would dabble with creating what I would like to happen in season eight.
This chapter doesn't really focus on them because of my own storyline and character that I'm setting up around it or for it, I guess. That will change really soon as you learn more about Jade Sinclaire.
Anyway, hope you enjoy and feel free to leave a review :)
Chapter One: Jade Sinclaire
I hear the sound of trees swaying in the breeze as my jet black hair flies in multiple directions. Unfortunately, when my hair blows in the wind, it doesn't anywhere near as attractive as it does in movies. If I keep up at this pace, I should reach Mystic Falls tomorrow night. This is a longer drive than I gave it credit for. I roll my window getting sick of the sight of my hair blowing in front of my face. My brown eyes look up at the starry night sky. You don't get nights like that back in London. If you see a star back home, you might have to look again and make sure it wasn't an airplane. My phone starts to ring and I roll my eyes as I see the caller ID. I had to get a new phone to make sure I wasn't being tracked but I was hoping that he wouldn't be calling me so soon. It's still too risky to keep in contact with me. A small smile forms on my face because even though I keep telling him this, I couldn't make him stop even if I wanted to.
"Hey, you can't keep calling me every night." I say.
"Good thing that you're not here to stop me then, sweetheart. Besides I need to know if you made it to Mystic Falls safely. Then I promise to leave you alone."
"Who said I was complaining?"
The thought of being in the same room as Gabriel was enough to make my smile go from love struck to one of mischief. Running my hands through his black hair and my hands travelling on his chest. Absence is supposed to make the heart grow fonder but no-one mentions how it makes your mind race with the most erotic thoughts in the middle of the night. I can vividly imagine that smirk he must have on his face after my last spoken sentence.
"You should have let me come with you, Jade."
"Yeah, I know but this wasn't my choice. Someone needed to keep an eye on the Syndicate back home. We both I'm on bad standing with them after taking off like this."
"Maria isn't exactly happy with you either."
Maria. Gabriel's younger sister. We all work for the Syndicate but she's the one who practically runs our little supernatural association. She didn't approve of me going to Mystic Falls but I've never really cared for following the rules when it comes with more cons than pros.
"Well, we've always had a difference of opinion and it's not the first time that I've took off. She does know I'll be back, right?"
"Yeah and I managed to talk her down from wanting to kill you to settling for a punch instead."
I shrug content with that because that seems like the better option. Hopefully she'll be in a more forgiving mood if I come back with good news. This trip better be worthwhile.
"I'll reach Mystic Falls tomorrow. God, I can't wait to sleep in a decent bed for the first time in ages. I hear that the Salvatore Boarding House is quite a great place to sleep in."
"It's a mansion, Jade. You shouldn't expect any less although that double bed might feel a little empty."
"If you're trying to convince me to drop this entire crusade and book the next flight home, Gabriel, you're succeeding."
"Now why I do such a thing, sweetheart?"
Probably because you're missing me a little more than you realized you would. I guess that's flattering. The look on my face betrays any kind of understatement I'm trying to portray in my head.
"In all seriousness, Jade, you've already gone all the way so what would be the point in turning back? As much as I would love to have you back here, you have to finish what you started."
From teasing to supportive and understanding at the drop of a hat. If only being away from him wasn't so hard. I hope coming all the way for one person is worth it. I know how important this one guy is but let's hope that the rumors I heard about what happened to the Armory before I decided to fly across the pond aren't true.
"I know and I will. Take care of things while I'm gone, huh? I need a home and hopefully a job to come back too." I smile.
"And you always will. At least if I have anything to do with it. Love you, Jade."
"Love you too."
I reluctantly hang up the phone and I don't think that there's a motel on this road which means I might have to end up sleeping in the car tonight. God, I hate crappy motels but I'll gladly take those over this driver's seat. I'm not driving through the night either. It would be a good idea to make my entrance to Mystic Falls when I'm not feeling sleep deprived. I park my car on the side of the road looking down at my slim silver watch seeing that it is past midnight. This seems as good a place as any to get a few hours of sleep. I fidget in the seat trying to find a comfortable position and miserably failing. Only one night, Jade.
The sound of something small snapping in the distance makes me stir. That sound changes to light footsteps and I try to go back to sleep. This is the last thing I need after a long day's drive. My eyes remain closed. My sleep patterns are still weird because of jet-lag so I'll grab sleep where I can. It could just be my imagination getting the best of me. The sound of footsteps continues to get louder and my eyes flutter open as I stretch my arms still feeling half-asleep. My car window explodes as I feel quickly cover my face to stop any tiny particles of glass getting into my eyes. Some force drags me out of the window and throws me to the ground. My heart races from the adrenaline but my mind is just aggravated.
"Come on, mate. Can we not do this now?" I whisper.
I get onto my feet feeling a tiny bit of blood on the corner of my lip. I've had worse injuries. I hear the sound of that vampire whooshing around me and I move my head from side to side as I might need to get the blood flowing if I want this over with quickly.
I feel him grab me from behind and my eyes roll because I think he's expecting me to scream or beg for my life judging from the silence.
"Scared?" He taunts.
"No, just tired. I warned you not to do this." I sigh.
I grab his arm flipping him over to the ground and it's hard to make out what he looks like in the dark. All I can see are a pair of fangs. I bend down closer to him thinking that this all could have been prevented.
"What the hell? No human can do that." He gasps shocked.
"Good guess."
I lunge my hand into his chest pulling his heart out. His skin turns that horrific shade of grey and now I have to dispose of the body. Good thing I came prepared. There some spare gasoline and matches in the car in case of supernatural emergencies. I look down at my bloody hand and hope that I have something to get rid of that as well. I should have remembered that this part of Virginia draws a lot of supernatural attention before I parked my car. Damn it, all I wanted was a decent night of sleep.
I arrive in Mystic Falls the next day and this small town has a lot of charm and also bridges. The Wickery Bridge is what I'm driving down at the moment. There are so many stories that I've heard about Mystic Falls. All of them say that it is home to so many supernatural creatures which would explain the unusually high death rate. The last I heard is that the whole town was evacuated. It was something to do with a mine fire or some bullshit cover story like that. The Syndicate said it was because of Heretics. Now I shouldn't be skeptical considering the world I live in but vampire witch hybrids? I find that hard to believe. Still as I drive into the town itself, it doesn't look like a ghost town anymore. It seems that humans are able to live here again. That's a story worth telling when I get back. I look at the Mystic Grill and I'd could go for something to eat. I've been driving through most of the afternoon because the jet-lag means I wake up at weird hours at the moment. I can vividly imagine Maria's voice telling me about priorities. I imagine that would be food in the Boarding House even if it did belong to vampires. Vampires can eat and hopefully these ones will. At least I hope so judging from what I hear about one of them anyway.
I park my car outside this mansion and it looks like it could fit my entire home back in London inside that boarding house brick for brick and still have plenty of space left over. I whistle as I am a little impressed by the sight of this place. I'm also a little bit nervous but that feels normal as I am walking into vampire territory here but this should go well given who I'm hoping to see. I walk up to the door and even the front door looks impressive. This place has existed for a while clearly.
"This better go well." I whisper.
I knock on the door as I casually lean against the wall near the door waiting for someone to answer it. My heart starts racing at all the alternatives that this conversation can go down. The worst thing that can happen is I get my heart ripped out of my chest, the ideal thing would be that they at least hear me out. Although I think the realistic thing is that I'm probably gonna be looking at booking a flight back home. This guy opens the door and I tilt my head to the side to get a proper look. Brown hair, strong jaw, hazel eyes, attractive and clearly has a thing for henleys. That must be the younger brother.
"Can I help you?" Stefan asks.
"You must be Stefan Salvatore. I did hear that the Salvatore brothers were attractive so you don't disappoint. I just hope you don't rip my head off because I hear you had a history for doing that."
He looks at me puzzled and I'm not sure whether it's because I already know who he is or because of everything I just said in a casual way like I was only asking how he was. I pick up my backpack which is heavy with clothes among other things.
"I'd rather do this inside. I've been driving all day. So am I allowed in?" I ask.
He still seems bewildered by me and at least I made an impression on him. I sneak by letting myself in because I don't think I'm going to get a response for a few more seconds. I look at the parlour and the inside is very classy. There's even a fireplace. How old fashioned.
"Who the hell are you?" Stefan asks.
"Passerby mostly but I heard that there's another brother. Damon, I believe. Where's he?"
I turn back seeing a sad expression and I assume that I just hit a sore spot.
"He's not here."
"That's a shame."
Two girls enter the parlour and I guess I would draw some attention naturally. One of them is blonde while the other, I suspect, is the Bennett witch I've heard so much about.
"Stefan, what's going on?" The Blonde asks.
"Who's she?" The Bennett Witch asks suspicious.
"Oh, right. Sorry, sometimes I get ahead of myself and forget about making introductions. My name is Jade. Jade Sinclaire. I came here looking for an old friend of mine. Goes by the name Lorenzo St. John."
