Disclaimer!I do not own Vampire Diaries (much to my great sadness...) or any of the characters written here from the series. Alex is mine, as is her family and story. Please don't 'borrow' her! Anywho, onto the chaos!
Present
"If ya want to be normal, kill the demon and be done with it."
How did normal even work into that ultimatum? Sighing, I rose from the charred pentagram that would fade by the morrow and turned towards the trail that would lead me home. I had never thought the reason for my reincarnation was to deliver death to a man I once had loved. Truth be told, I had never wondered at the reason for my continual rebirth in general. I had figured it was some age old curse, something I had done in a past life, but could not fathom why if that were the case, could I only remember back to the sixteen hundreds? Well, that had been answered. Once again Damon Salvatore had managed jack up my life more than I thought possible. You would think after he killed me I could be let alone.
For a moment a deafening silence fell over the clearing. Turning back, I watched as a swallow landed beneath the eaves of a pine and hooted softly. An ache had begun to develop in my stomach, and though magic was still stirring within my veins, I felt indescribably cold. Eyes glinting, I gave the bird a disdainful look before making towards the bike. A long time ago that clearing had always held birdsong and soft laughter. I felt no pain in leaving part of it charred and empty.
Mystic Falls, 1862
Once again, autumn brought chilled nights and the burning change of the trees. It was my first harvest time for two years, and I had forgotten how much I missed the scent of fresh apple cider and clean cut straw lingering in the air. There was little more revitalizing than a crisp October morning. Much to my grandmother s annoyance, I had discovered a new way out of the house, and to my endless amusement, she had yet to find it. It was my escape route, and as I passed through the small tunnel of the manor, I could not help but smile. I knew there was to be a carriage waiting tonight; my heart racing.
Light broke through the dim blackness of the tunnel, and the cold air of night nipped at my cheeks. My smile did not fade as a hand extended into the tunnel s darkness and pulled me out and into a warm embrace. Suddenly I did not all too much mind the cold. "You're warm." I breathed, burrowing into the warmth Damon always seemed to carry. He chuckled and kissed my cheek.
"And you are shivering already Alexandria. Come, I've got a fire going at the cabin." His glass blue eyes glittered cheerfully as he took my hand. I would have liked nothing more than to stand in his arms longer, but it was reaching the freezing temperatures already. Sighing, I cast him a mischievous smile and followed him into the carriage. "You seem quiet tonight Alex." Damon said softly, brushing his thumb across my knuckles. I shivered and turned away from the window, already we were near the cabin that had been our haven for these last three months.
"Forgive me, I did not mean to be." There had simply been quite a lot going on at the manor. Grandmother had family members from Britain and Ireland returning for visits this last month, and the unrest was nearly unbearable. I could sense some of them watching me in the halls, and at times I wished that Gaelic was one of my languages, for I knew they spoke of me.
Damon merely chuckled and shook his head. "It s fine Alexandria. I simply thought you could grace me with those pretty eyes of yours, and not the window."
I could not help but laugh then. His fingertips touched my cheek, and I could not want more than anything to be at the cabin sooner.
Present
I was hoping Da would not have returned from the Founder s yet. It would seem Fate had a penchant for making my life suck, because his Civic was parked in front, and behind it was a shiny 1967 Chevy Camaro. Did he manage to pick up a chick in town? Or had a Founder followed him home? That wouldn't surprise me. They wormed their way into everything one hundred and fifty years ago, what s to stop them now? If I didn't have a really strong sense of bad news, I would have drooled at that gorgeous car. Alas, my mood did not allow for such a waste of time, I had moody teenage things to do like kicking walls and drowning my sorrows in television.
Thankfully, I did manage to shut the front door without slamming it. Points for my temper control I suppose. Sighing, I tossed my keys into the bowl reserved for my random crap and shrugged out of the biker jacket. "Alex?" Da called from the den. I had hoped to make it to my room before he could talk to me about my episode. Running a hand through my hair, I made my way to the den and stopped in the doorway.
"Yeah Da?"
He turned and smiled at me, dimples imprinted into his cheeks. I thought he d be bright red and about ready to rip me a new one, but he seemed completely at ease, sitting in his leather arm chair from home with a cup of coffee in hand. "I've brought home guests for dinner. The tea was certainly a great place to meet people." Ah, there was the chagrin in his voice. I smiled meekly. I knew it must have been a Founder.
"Alright Da. Did you need me to start dinner?" I asked, hoping to make amends.
"There's no need. I've got it covered."Someone said from behind me.
Ice cubes slid down my spine as Da grinned and rose from his seat. "You met Damon Salvatore, right? He and his brother offered to help with dinner tonight."
I m pretty sure at the moment I was about as tan as a glass of milk. Turning around, I found myself face to face with Damon for the second time today. "We met." I said brightly, plastering a fake smile on my face.
"Alex right?" Damon smiled back, and I was wishing he wore glasses as those glass eyes settled on me. This wasn't Fate being tricky. This was Fate being a straight up bitch.
So that's all for this chapter! I do so love a good bit of drama ^^ If you've got ideas, a critique, you name it, shoot it to me! Thanks for reading!
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