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Chapter 2: The Power That Lies Within Blood
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Jeremy found himself slightly annoyed as he sat on the edge of his bed, slowly tapping his foot on the hardwood floor. He was currently waiting for Elena to go to sleep and Stefan to leave, when he said he was going to the witch house as soon as possible he meant it.
Only problem was the vampire elephant in the other room, he didn't want to test trying to sneak out of the house with his sisters super hearing boyfriend in the other room. He knew that they were still in there because he could hear them talking, thankfully that was the only thing he could hear.
"Is he still awake?" That voice is Elena.
"Yeah, he's still tapping away, he seems a little shaken by what happened with the tomb vampire." He recognized this voice as Stefan's.
Damn he was good, he felt a little bad about lying but then remembered how much they lied to past Jeremy.
He'd noticed it before with Katherine and Damon, his body was stronger, though their speed and strength were still above his own he was able to keep up with Katherine's movements and Damon's strength didn't seem leagues above his own. Lifting his shirt slightly he traced the small cut mark she had left, it had healed but it was still tender to the touch.
Jeremy's body had been enhanced after the transition or it was a side effect of the rebirth itself, no matter what had actually happened he knew that the secret of it could be found in the Witch House.
However he didn't want to wait for Stefan, for all he knows the guy could end up staying the whole night. Looking around the room he looked for something that would help him in escaping the house, his gaze finally landed on a dark corner of the room and he smirked.
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Stefan sat with Elena holding her in his arms, she tried not to show it around Jeremy but she was disturbed by the attempt on her uncle/father's life by what she thought was a tomb vampire.
After Jeremy had let him and Damon know about Katherine's sudden return the brothers had- against Jeremy's heated disapproval-decided to keep the information from Elena, for her own safety.
He was worried that Jeremy would end up spilling the secret but they had no choice, compelling him would have no effect due to the vervain in his bloodstream. It had been about fifteen minutes since he'd checked on the young boy, extending his hearing to reach over into the boys room he was caught off guard by the blast of loud grunge music a hand raising up to his ear as he let out shout.
"Stefan!" Elena felt his flinch and turned to see him clutching his ear and recoiling from the shock of it. He waved off her concern and blurred out to stand in front of Jeremy's door, he banged on it and called his name but it was drowned out by the music.
Deciding to take more direct methods he brought up his foot and kicked the door open. Elena had followed behind when he left so she walked past him to look for her little brother but found an empty room and two speakers up against the wall.
"Oh my god where's Jeremy!?" Elena was immediately hysteric looking around for any clue to where he could have gone. Her eyes were getting misty and Stefan himself was getting a little worried as well, Katherine had been invited in already so she could come in whenever she wanted.
It was part of the reason that he stayed with her at night, he thought that his maker would come after Elena but Jeremy saw her face, he hadn't considered that she would come after him.
"Elena wait, just calm down" he said as he grabbed her shoulders to calm her down "look around, there was no sign of a struggle and the window's open he probably left on his own." Taking his hands off her he started to look around for any indication of where he'd gone.
"Stefan?" He turned around to see her holding a letter that must've been on the bed.
Hey Elena, I know you'll probably be really pissed at me for leaving, but I just needed to get out and clear my head don't worry I'll be back in a few. Also if you're reading this letter then you were probably having Stefan eavesdrop on me. Silly Elena, tricks are kids.
Sincerely, Jeremy Gilbert.
Despite himself Stefan chuckled a little as she finished reading, Elena glares at him even as her lips quirked up a bit.
"It's not funny Stefan he's out there alone with a homicidal vampire somewhere in town." She said slumping down on Jeremy's bed.
Sitting next to her Stefan sighed and put his arm around her shoulder. "He'll be fine, but if it makes you feel any better I'll call Damon to try and find him."
She nodded and got up from the bed to return to her room as Stefan brought out his phone.
"Damon, I need you to do something."
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"Holy shit I'm fuckin fast!" Jeremy yelled as he ran through the forest, his speed being greater than it's ever been in two bodies he was able to jump out his window back home with no problem whatsoever so he felt like pushing his limits. He was halfway to where he remembered the Witch House to be and he was a constant blur of movement, he could understand why vampires got so cocky,this shit was insane.
As he ran he pondered what was happening in his body, he wasn't a vampire or a werewolf and he felt some type of energy resting dormant in his body circulating through his veins.
No not just some, he distinctly felt that he had two energies inside of him, one he could feel in his veins, circulating, pulsing and passively giving his body its enhanced abilities. The other one had a more subtle feeling, he felt it in his bones just grazing around it didn't provide him with any outward power but he felt like it would be just as useful when the time came to bring it forth.
Suddenly he was brought out of his pondering when a blur even faster than himself collided with him, sending him rolling across the ground.
"Well lookie here it seems like me and Stefan aren't the only ones hiding secrets from Elena." There Damon stood having knocked him down and speaking in that same mocking tone that had become a staple of his personality.
Blurring forward till he stood in front of Jeremy's kneeling form he looked down on him, "So you decided to take some vampire blood then off yourself, gotta say I'm kinda impressed you were able to keep yourself together in the hospital." He then roughly pulled Jeremy up and sniffed around him.
He found himself put back by the overwhelming smell as his fangs unconsciously came out and his eyes darkened. He had to physically stop himself from immediately biting into his neck and draining him.
"Nevermind, that's definitely a human if I've ever smelt one."
"Damon! What the hell are you doing here?" Jeremy wasn't expected him to be there, he couldn't risk leading him to his destination and he was almost there too. This would be an absolutely great time for a distraction.
"Ah Ah Ah none of that, now let's get you back, and then I've got some questions for you."
*SHRIEEEKKK!*
Both of them turned towards a disturbing sight, standing on a tree branch with blood dripping down its jaw was... a giant bat.
Can't make that up, a freakin six foot bat with glowing red eyes just perched there staring.
'Well if that's not a distraction I don't know what is.' Glancing towards Damon he thought up a quick escape plan.
'He'll get over it.' Shrugging he took the still stunned Salvatore by the shoulders and threw him by the ground closer to the beast. The response was immediate as the creature swooped down and tried to land on top of Damon, who was able to roll away in time to not be stepped on.
"Jeremy what the hell!" Damon glared at him intensely for a moment, however he had to redirect his attention when the creature swung one of its wings at him, burying it in the ground by his head.
"Don't let it stab you in the heart!" With that last piece of advice given he turned around and continued on to his destination.
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"I'll probably be in trouble when I get back." The grin placed on his face betrayed his words as he stood outside of the witch burial ground. "Now how am I going to go about this."
He took one step onto the ground of the building and the doors swung open like magic. 'Yeah cause that's not creepy at all.'
Carefully he walked forward into the building, it looked exactly like he thought it would, a bunch of used candles and cobwebs all over the place. He walked even further into the building his fingers gliding across the walls that had collected dust over the last century.
He soon found himself in the main room and knew that this is where he was supposed, you could call it instinct.
Or it could be the sudden gusts of wind circling him in the room with no windows.
He stood in the middle of the whirlwind that was building around him, it was picking up the stray dirt and debris left around the room swirling it around Jeremy. It continued for a full five minutes growing bigger and bigger until the sound of wailing winds engulfed his hearing and he was unable to see through the mini tornado.
Then, when it seemed like the storm could get no bigger it swiftly closed in on Jeremy, bursting into nothingness as it met its own center. In the center of its convergence lying on the floor there laid a a thick black leather bound tome. Jeremy picked it up to inspect it further and saw the engraving of a sun above a horizontal crescent moon on the cover.
He opened the book slowly and turned to the first page which held only a single message not in any language he had seen but he understood it perfectly ,a greeting it seemed.
To the PlaneSeer from we The Old Gods.
He shut the book immediately and stuffed it into the backpack he'd brought with him. Whatever sort of instructions it had for him they couldn't be read out in the middle of a witch ghost house, he'd have to take it home to read it through thoroughly.
For now he had to go and make sure that Damon had not been eaten.
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Damon swore to whatever vampire god was out there that he was gonna kill the Gilbert brat if he didn't get eaten first. The annoying ass bat wasn't faster than him or stronger, he actually had a decent advantage over it in those categories but the thing had abilities that he didn't account for.
If he tried to gain some distance it would fly after him or use some sonic screech to bring him to his knees, he'd been able to close the distance once but the monster unfurled its wings and cut him across the chest the ends of its wings were as sharp as knives.
He just needed one split second of opportunity in order to get in a fatal blow. He hated to admit but he could really use Stefan's help right about now.
"Hey you ugly flying rat, why don't you pick on a real man!?" 'Ooh low blow there little Gilbert, now I owe you two.'
Using the brief moment that he was gifted Damon picked up a particular sharp branch and jammed it into the creatures back where he believed the heart to be.
He was immensely satisfied when the creature fell forward and stopped breathing, the light in its eyes dimming as it breathed its last breath.
"Looks like you owe me one huh?" Jeremy said walking up to Damon with mirth in his eyes only to catch a jab to the face from the much older man. Jeremy had to bring a hand up to his now bleeding nose.
"That's for doing something that I would do, there's only room for one true asshole in this town." Grabbing on to Jeremy's shoulder he quickly blurred them out of sight and on their way back to the house.
As soon as they left the field the corpse of the dead manbat was descended upon by five other creatures of the same design, it only took minutes for them to consume the corpse blood and viscera flying through the air.
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Gilbert House
Appearing on the porch, Damon roughly pushed Jeremy through the doorway as Elena and Stefan walked down the stairs.
"Oh Jeremy thank god!" Elena said coming up to hug him which he returned, she pulled back and became concerned as she saw his bloody nose.
"What the hell? Why are you bleeding, did Damon do this to you?" She said as she cupped his face and began turning it to see if he was hurt anywhere.
"Wow thanks for the vote of confidence Elena." Damon said sarcastically as he walked past him and into the kitchen, probably to look for booze.
"It's ok Elena, I did try to kill him, so let's count it as even." Jeremy said nonchalantly as he kissed her on the cheek and put his hands on her shoulders and looked her in her eyes. "I'm ok Elena, I'm sorry I didn't let you know where I was going." He spoke softly to reassure her.
"Now I'm tired, we'll talk in the morning." Letting go of her, he moved past her and made his way upstairs.
Elena kept her gaze on him until he was all the way upstairs, he had changed the Jeremy she knew wasn't so touchy feely, before tonight he probably wouldn't have even apologized about sneaking out.
Feeling the momentary warmth leave her cheek she ignored the feeling to reach up for her cheek, he was her little brother it was only natural he'd do stuff like that.
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As he entered the room he took the tome from his pack and took a seat on his bed as he opened the book once more, seeking to delve into his purpose in this new world.
To the PlaneSeer from we The Old Gods.
This message goes to you, an individual who has taken up a solemn vow to dutifully overlook many worlds at the expense of all worldly connections. We have brought your soul into a new form to assist us in balancing this world, to explain further you must learn the history of this world.
Jeremy paused in his reading to contemplate. So basically being a shut-in who does nothing but read and watch tv made him qualified to balance the forces of good and evil?
He needed to keep reading.
Over one thousand years ago monsters and villains of great power ran rampant over the world, there existed many great heroes to fight against them but they soon found themselves outmatched. With the world at the brink of destruction we Old Gods pooled together our powers to combat the threat.
The horrid beasts that ravaged the planet were driven to near extinction and any not dead were sealed. The villains of old who have been told of in stories of your current era were stripped of most of their grand strength and magic, leaving only the much weaker form that exists today. However the spell which sealed these dangers also affected the heroes who fought against them, leaving almost all of the powered individuals of the world weak as he regular human.
All but two.
The spell on earth needed an anchor, something besides us that could live on and carry the torch of hope within themselves. We chose to bind it to the two greatest warriors of the time each representing the very peak of their art.
Jeremiah Guerriero, a warrior greater than any other, he like many others before him was able to manipulate and train his own life energy to both increase his lifespan and commit acts of extraordinary physical prowess.
Constance Mikaelson, from our understanding you know of her sister the Original Witch Esther Mikaelson. Whereas Esther ran away with her family to the new world, Constance stayed and was able to weave and conjure magic that would seem godlike in today's age.
They were chosen to continue on their family lines and through their blood protect the world from the creatures of old that sought to wreak havoc. The body that you now occupy is the collective descendant of the two lines coming together as one, he was the last viable inheritor of their direct bloodlines.
His death brought about the sealings end, now creatures of the night and the descendants of evil figures of the past will rise once more to conquer the world, your duty if you choose to accept it is not to exterminate them down to the last, but simply protect humanity. Fear not, just as the lineages of evil has awoken so will the warriors of good, descendants of notable heroes of times past will aid you in keeping the balance of the world.
If you do accept this duty spill but one drop of blood atop this book, if you do you shall no longer be a simple PlaneSeer, forced to only watch the acts of great men.
You shall become the Descendant Hybrid, Protector Of Humanity.
Jeremy shut the book and placed it on his lap, taking the pocket knife on his dresser and cut his hand slightly, letting the blood drop to the books cover.
It seemed to soak up the blood perfectly and if he didn't know any he could've sworn he heard the sound of a war horn somewhere in the distance. Heaving a heavy sigh, Jeremy placed the book on his counter and sat still staring at his lap for a few moments before raising his head.
"I need to smoke."
He hoped that Jeremy still had some roll up left.
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Welp there you guys go next chapter is up and whoo, was that informative, well there you go let's see where things go from here.