Chapter 4
Author's note: First of all, I want to apologize for not uploading this chapter sooner! I've just been swamped with lots of work! Hopefully I shall be upload the 5th chapter by the end of next week. Secondly, this chapter is a filler chapter to build a bit of suspense for my readers! Hope you like it and don't forget to review and give me feedback!
Morgana's head was spinning. Too much information, too much information!
"So, this man, Klaus is an original vampire who wants to sacrifice your brother's girlfriend in order to become this half-wolf, half-vampire thing-"
"A hybrid", said Damon calmly as he poured himself a drink.
"Whatever!" said Morgana, exasperatedly. "–so he can create a species of his own?"
Damon merely shrugged his shoulders in response.
"This town is a circus!"
Damon watched as Morgana gently massaged her brow with her fingers. She looked tired and slightly pale, he noted. Something about her gave him this irrational urge to want to hold her and soothe her worries away, which was funny because she seemed like she was more than capable of taking care of herself. He had sensed that something was bothering her even before he had told her everything about Klaus's bloodlust. He still didn't understand why he had kissed her and why he was so compelled to tell her everything that was going on. Was it because he wanted to protect her? Or was it because he was afraid that Klaus would get to her first? Whatever the reason, he couldn't stay away from her. He knew that telling her all this would only get her more involved, but the thought of Klaus using her bothered him. Pushing all his thoughts aside, he went and stood facing her, his hands cupping her face.
"This town has seen worse," he lied, "We'll take care of it."
"Why did you tell me all of this, Damon? What are you hiding?" asked Morgana, her eyes searching his for answers.
Damon turned away from her and gulped down his drink to steady his nerves, a million thoughts running through his mind.
"Klaus will need a powerful witch to perform the ritual. If he finds out that you're in Mystic Falls, he will try to use you. If you agree to help him, Elena is going to die and Klaus is going to become the most powerful man on this Earth."
Morgana exhaled loudly and mentally organized all the information in her head. "Is there a way to kill an original vampire?"
"None that we haven't tried already," Said a voice.
Leaning by the door, with his arms folded across his chest was Damon's younger brother, Stefan Salvatore. At first glance, he looked nothing like his elder brother. He had auburn wavy hair and dark green eyes that held a kind of cautiousness. She noticed that his stance was more rigid than Damon's and his forehead was set in a troubled frown. Morgana offered him a small smile in acknowledgement and he responded with a quick nod of the head.
"He must have a weakness" said Morgana thoughtfully. "If I can find it, I can kill him."
Stefan watched her as she paced back and forth. His brother was not joking when he had said that she was powerful. She was a clever witch, he sensed, one with a lot of power and knowledge, which gave Klaus all the more reason to use her in breaking the sun and the moon curse. His heart raced at the thought of Elena, or anyone for that matter, being sacrificed at the altar. If only his brother could convince Morgana to help them, they would have some hope of killing Klaus before he killed more people.
"It's not a picnic, Glinda." said Damon, disdainfully. "I've dealt with him in the past. He is the most powerful Vampire I know. He will snap your neck in two before you can say 'Alakazam'!"
"I know I can kill him, Damon. He won't be able to lay a finger me or anyone else. You have to trust me!" said Morgana, taking his hand in hers. Stunned by her innocent gesture and by the wave of emotion running through him, he withdrew his hand quickly. This woman had a power over him; she was bringing out the side in him he had locked down decades ago. Well, damn her to hell! Determined to not let her affect him in such a way, he pasted a smirk on his face.
"Klaus killing you, is the least of my worries, Morgana."
Morgana swallowed the sharp hurt his words caused and looked him directly in his eyes. "I will help you only in one condition."
"What's that?" said Damon, pouring himself another drink to calm his rattled nerves.
"You will help me find what I'm looking for."
Damon thought about it for a minute and then nodded in agreement.
Morgana paused for a second and concealed her anguish.
"I need to find my mother."
to be continued...
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