The Crow and the butterfly.


Chapter 4.

The drive back to Forks does not take longer than expected. While Damon sat on the passenger side, Bella obviously drove her truck. She had awoken seconds after she had fainted.

"I know that I can't tell you everything right now." He gives her his phone number. "But here… call me as soon as possible."

Before she could reply, Charlie opened the front door. "Don't just sit in that truck all day. Come inside."

She took a quick glance at where Damon was seated, only to find an empty seat. "Coming Dad!"

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As she goes inside, Charlie is kneeling near the unlit fireplace. From a hidden brick compartment , he takes out a sealed letter, a locked wooden box and a golden key.

"Take a seat, Bells." Charlie instructed her.

As she sits down, Charlie rests the objects on the coffee table then he sits on the lounge chair opposite her. "Before you say anything… Please note that I couldn't tell you earlier."

"O-kay?"

He takes in a deep breath. "You're a witch."

Fish out of water. That's what Bella feels like right now.

Charlie continued. "Remember all those amazing stories your Grandma Helen used to tell you every time we visited them."

"Yeah." Bella smiled. She loved those stories. She always believed that her grandparents were very imaginative. Little did she know that it was all true.

"It's true. The Swan's are powerful witches and warlocks."

"Are you a warlock?"

Nope… I'm only human."Charlie gives his daughter the special items on the table. "Here… read this letter, it's from your grandparents."

Normally, if someone told you that you were a witch or any other supernatural being, they would freak out. But not Bella. As she goes up the stairs ,Charlie stopped her. "One more thing."

"Yeah Dad?"

"I got a job in Mystic Falls…we're moving there tomorrow."

Bella grins at her dad. Who cares that it was too early. Mystic Falls is her hometown. Her grandparents lived there, Charlie and Renee met there. And Bella was born in Mystic Falls Hospital.

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Bella bedroom. Night.

As she sat crossed legged on her bed, she gives Damon a quick text about Mystic Falls. A few minutes later, a crow gently taps her open window. "Come in Damon." Bella opened the old envelope.

"You shouldn't invite anyone through your window." Damon joked. "I could be a vampire.'

"Wouldn't be the first." Bella replied, deadpanned. She does not bother to correct him when he assumed that she meant his first statement.

Now, since Damon knows that Isabella will be living in Mystic, he does not have to beg her to come. Damon does not beg. "Mystic Falls… So where will you be staying?"

"By my grandparent's home." she whispered loudly."It's a luxury house."

"Nice." Damon smirked.

She kept on reading the letter as it explained everything to her. When she glanced at the key, she points at it. "Take that key and open this box."

As Damon picks up the key, he hissed. "Sonofabitch."

What's wrong?"

"Vervain." the key was soaked in concentrated vervain and wolfsbane. It would prevent any vampire or werewolf from opening the box. Just as his skin peels out, it heals back in.

She takes the key then opens the box. Inside is a small vial of thick white ash liquid, an injection needle, a dozen of white ash wooden bullets and four white ash dipped daggers.

Damon gave a low whistle as he stared at the box. "That's more than enough ammo to kill an original."