CHAPTER 4:
"Alright, so over the years, I've picked up some whisperings of a new kind of vampire," Katherine says as she looks at me.
"Yes, a Pureblood," she nods. "And I've also heard ruffling of tales about a Coven of them. They're a group of five Purebloods. They've roamed the earth for centuries, and they've been building up their Power. I suppose they would want an army of themselves, I mean, strength's in numbers, right? Anyway, so-"
"Katherine, skip the story time," Damon snaps. "Get on with it."
"Ah-ah," Katherine shakes her head. "You need to hear all of this." She says. "Unless you want me to leave and you can remain in the dark until she's dead. I can find other ways to survive."
"If that were the case, then you wouldn't be here spilling your guts," Damon snaps.
"Am I aloud to finish the story or not, Damon?" Katherine's icy glare pins Damon. He says nothing, and Katherine sighs.
"That mark on your wrist," She says, pointing to it. I suddenly look at my wrist, and for the first time, I can see the outline of a black star, small, yet noticeable.
"It's the mark of a Pureblood," I nod.
"Not just that." she smirks.
"What do you mean?" Stefan asks, frowning.
"The Mark is the Symbol of The Originals. Each point on the star represents one Original," Katherine says.
"Wait, the Originals?" I frown.
"A long time ago, there were a group of five children born in the East-lands of what we now know as Romania. They are The Original Family, or the Original Senate, as you all know them by. Their mother, discovered that she was a carrier for a very rare gene called strigoi nemuritorul."
"What the hell is that?" I ask. It sounds Latin or something.
"The word strigoi means 'ghost' or 'undead' in Roman. It was a pandemic that spread throughout Europe." She says. "The word nemuritorul means immortal. So, yes, the Originals were struck with the gene strigoi nemuritorul, which if you haven't already guessed, it's the hereditary gene that causes a Pureblood Vampire to be born."
"Wait, so the Originals are Purebloods?" I gasp.
"Yes," Katherine nods. "Their mother was born with the gene, and she passed it onto her children. And that brings us to part two of this amazing story," She says sarcastically.
'Their mother had discovered that at 21, her children would be turned into vampires. She begged her friend, a witch, to find a way prevent the gene from taking over her children's lives. The witch did find away, however, but not without a price."
"The witch created a spell that would suppress the gene, and she bound it inside of a werewolf." Katherine raises her eyebrow at me. "When the werewolf would die, then the children would become vampires, even if their birthday passed them."
"Once the wolf died, the războiului dintre speciei began. That means "War of the Species" in Roman. Once the children turned into vampires, the witch who suppressed their transitions saw that one of the children was too rabid to live. So she put him down with a spell."
"So where do I fit in to this?"
"Now, you see, that's the best part." Katherine says sarcastically. "The Originals have been hunting our kind for ages, as you know," she shoots a look at Damon, Stefan and Caroline, who look down. "And they want to-"
Suddenly, a loud bang comes from miles away, and Katherine's eyes widen.
"I need to go," she says hastily, when I look back to her, she's gone.
"Damn it!" Damon hisses, and I flinch from his tone.
"What the hell is that?" Caroline asks, and Suddenly, another bang sounds, and Damon's grabbed me and we're off to wherever.
We've arrived in Philadelphia. We've been on the run for ages, and I'm in Damon's arms. I want to run, but I'm still trying to process everything that Katherine revealed.
So the Original Senate, the employers of the vampires beside me, are actually Purebloods? And they had the Suppression Charm placed on them as well? Bonnie had said that her ancestors had created the Spell, so was Bonnie's ancestor the witch who helped the Originals?
We're just entering an alley, which is pasted with Graffiti.
"Who goes there?"
I'm whisked behind a dumpster by Damon. Stefan's on the other side of us, and Caroline's slowly rising to her feet, walking toward the voice.
What the hell is she doing?
"Caroline Forbes," she says loudly, and I hear rumbling.
"Caroline?" Tyler asks, and Damon releases me.
"Hey," She smiles at him, and I get up and go over to stand beside them.
"What are you guys doing here?" Tyler asks, looking at the rest of us.
"We need a place to stay, and I know that your pack isn't against our kind," Caroline shrugs.
"Elena's a vampire," Damon says, and I watch Tyler's eyes widen.
"What?" He asks as he looks at me as If he's never head of such a thing.
"And she's in danger," Stefan says.
"Oh, well, sure." Tyler nods. "Feel free to stay for as long as you want. There's an abandoned apartment complex that we're staying at. there's plenty of room,"
"Thanks," Caroline hugs him.
"No problem," Tyler smiles.
"What's all the ruckus?" Hayley, the brunette girl who helped us with Mason, groans as she comes up from some hidden stairwell in the ground. When she sees us, she stops.
"What are you guys doing here?" She asks.
"They're on the run," Tyler says. "And they're staying here,"
"Alright, well," Hayley waves her hands dismissively. "As long as no one even comes close to me, I'm fine."
Hayley walks off into the night, and she turns a corner.
"So, where's this apartment?" Caroline asks.
We've just arrived at the rickety apartment. Caroline's out with Tyler. I'm surprised that they've been bonding well. Caroline's grown so much since I first met her. She couldn't stand me at first, and according to Damon, she had wanted to turn me in to the Originals. She left us because she was afraid. She's clearly changed her opinions, seeing as she didn't hesitate to join us here.
Damon's changed more as well. Hell, Damon has changed the most since I met him. At first, I couldn't stand him, his complete ass-like attitude. He went from nearly killing me, to falling in love with me. How does that happen?
"Elena," Damon says, and I whip around.
"What?" I ask.
"Here," he says, and I look down in his hand. A bag of blood is in his hands, and my mouth waters instantly.
"Thank you," I say, rushing over to take it from him. I rip the seal open and swallow down the delicious liquid.
"I'm going to head to bed." He says, and I nod.
"Can I join you?" I say huskily, and Damon's eyes darken.
"Elena-"
I decide not to take no for an answer as I lunge at Damon.
"What the hell were you thinking, Katerina?"
Katherine sat in the living room, watching her best friend pacing in front of her. She had just told the brunette about what she had done, and Katherine wasn't surprised that the woman wasn't happy.
"I did what I had to to save myself," Katherine snapped. Didn't she know anything about Survival of the Fittest?
"What you did was cause far more trouble than anyone has anticipated!" the woman hissed.
"Look, it's done, and I'm going to bed." Katherine sighed as she rose from the leather couch. Her heels clicked as she heard the woman throwing a fit.
She just didn't understand self-preservation.
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