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Chapter 4: Drinks With Monsters.

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Lockwood Residence

Katherine Pierce was never one to admit when she was surprised or put off guard, which is why she kept her composure and put on a face of pure confusion when Jeremy saw through her facade.

"Jeremy, what are you talking about, you don't have to worry, I'm not Katherine." To emphasize her point she stepped closer to him and began rubbing his bicep. 'Mmm so firm.'

"Wow." He brought his fingers to his mouth and kissed them with a flourish, "You know I heard rumors about your acting skills but to actually see them in person, it's just beautiful, though I do have some tips for you."

Dropping out of her guise an amused smirk appeared on her face."Oh really, care to share."

He took a sip of his drink and grinned, "Firstly, check your facts, the last time I checked Elena doesn't even know you're in town. Second, she wouldn't be rubbing my arm for this long." He said glancing down at her hand that was still on his arm.

"And last but certainly not least" he then used the tiniest bit of enhanced speed to place himself flush against her to whisper in her ear. "I can still smell my blood on your lips." And then he was back in position before anyone else could tell anything was up. "I don't know what you think is gonna happen now that you're here, but I'd caution you to not do anything outstandingly evil, wouldn't wanna have to hurt you." He said with a smirk, the last bit in a more serious tone.

"I'll catch you later Katherine." He winked at her unknowingly sending a chill up her spine. She always liked a good challenge.

She let her gaze follow him as he walked away and brought her glass to her lips. 'Game On Little Gilbert.'

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"-ou might have everybody else fooled but not me. One wrong move, and I'm gonna take you out." Jeremy heard in an arrogant voice that he recognized as Bonnie's. Personally he never really liked her in the first few seasons of the show, she always had what he thought was a holier than thou attitude especially how she treated Caroline when she became a vampire.

"Now you need to stop with the witch's brew" there was Damon he noted as he walked into the room and stood behind them, "you're starting to believe your own press." This brought a smirk to her face before she turned and just stared at him.

He then began to grip his head in his hand and groan, Jeremy also felt something, some kind of distortion stretching from Bonnie to Damon latching on to his brain.

It was interesting then he began to wonder about something, the tome did say his spells were trial and error. Looking towards the distortion he focused on breaking and snapped his fingers.

"Ah!" Bonnie seemed to let out a small gasp as the connection broke, Jeremy capitalized on this moment. "Why don't you go cast a spell someplace else." He said glaring at her slightly and surprising the two of them with his presence.

Bonnie looked shaken as she stared at him, "How did you-".

"That'd be now, little teenage witch." He said shooing her away.

She glared one more time at Damon before walking off, presumably to talk to 'Elena'.

"I gotta say I'm kinda liking this new you, you took to death pretty well." Damon said with a smirk, sipping his wine.

"I told you Damon I didn't die." He lied. He was extremely adamant that no one ever find out that he was a different person inhabiting Jeremy. The last thing he needed was to be chased out of town for being basically higher up version of a Traveler.

He didn't wanna be compared to those guys, they were assholes.

"Liar." He then tapped his nose "I've smelled many things over my 150 years on this earth and I know the smell of a corpse anywhere, it's gone now but you definitely smelled like death last night. I don't know what happened to you but I know one thing, you died last night." He finished with a satisfied smirk.

All the while Jeremy did his best to keep his expression calm even if he was slightly panicking on the inside. He'd forgotten how clever Damon was.

"So what if it's true, from the way she's acting Elena doesn't know and if she doesn't know that means you didn't tell Stefan. Why?"

"Katherine is back in town, plain and simple." He said. "A little vampire history lesson, we grow stronger with age and old Kat is pushin five hundy. Me and Stefan are the only supernatural creatures in town besides whatever you and Lockwood Jr. are." He waved his hand in the direction of the door for emphasis.

Jeremy pondered what he was talking about for a second before speaking "You want me to help you fight off Katherine." He realized

"No I want you to help me kill Katherine, annnd anyone she may have brought with her as backup." He nodded his head towards the door and Jeremy turned to see Mason Lockwood talking with Tyler and Diana.

He sharply turned his head back towards the vampire with a fierce glare. "No Damon I swear to god if you touch her-"

He waved him off, "Don't worry, I'm not going to go after your little girlfriend, nice catch by the way, I was talking about the mysterious uncle that suddenly came out of nowhere." He said pointing at Mason.

Hearing this Jeremy dropped his glare, he didn't know why but him threatening to hurt Diana made him angry enough to throw Damon through a wall. Then he remembered another passage from his Tome about supernatural beings that surprisingly had a portion of modern biology in it.

Supernatural beings had an increased libido compared to humans and they make sexual and romantic connections much faster. This was a part of their nature that extended back thousands of years, unlike humans who can gather together and protect each and live in a fair amount of safety due to their higher numbers supernaturals were always in constant danger. Be it from hunters or monsters, sometimes even their own kind they very rarely had a moment's rest so the need to have offspring was much stronger and harder to achieve they evolved over a few generations to love and mate as soon as possible.

Yeah that's definitely something he was gonna have to handle in the future, now though convincing Damon Salvatore to not commit murder.

Man has his life gotten weird.

"Damon I know what you're thinking but I promise you it is a mistake." He said trying his best to keep a pack of werewolves from falling upon Mystic Falls.

Damon's eyes widened in excitement "Ooh you know what he is, come on tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me." He said poking him each time he asked.

Slapping his hand away Jeremy sighed. "Alright but you have to promise not to kill him."

Damon raised a hand in salute "Scout's Honor."

Another sigh. "He and Tyler are Werewolves, though Tyler doesn't know about his bloodline and he can't turn yet, and I intend on keeping it that way."

"Ok so remind me why I wouldn't kill two werewolves, one of which is probably aligned with Katherine already."

"Damon wolves run in packs, you take down one, you're going to have to take down all of them or they'll hunt you down full force." He said in the most serious no nonsense way as possible.

Damon met his stare for a minute before relenting and holding his hands up placatingly. "Alright I'll leave the pups alone, but if they come at me then I'll put them both down."

"Fair enough." They then both fell into a calm silence for moment.

"So you and the Greek chick huh."

"Shut Up Damon."

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"I'm not sure if this counts as outstandingly evil but it's definitely pushing it." At any other time he probably would have cared that Katherine was choking someone out and was looking at them like a lunchable, but this someone was Bonnie.

As he sat on a couch and watched the dopple-vampire choke out the town's resident Bennett witch he pondered his own magic abilities and reached for a glass bottle of alcohol on the table in front of him.

When he first read that the Spirit Magic used by witches since a thousand years back was simply a far inferior version to what he was capable of he was a little skeptical but it only took a single spell to realize that compared to him Spirit Magic wasn't shit. This was proved by the fact that Bonnie was trying to use magic to open the door next to her and reveal them to the people outside, Jeremy in turn was using his own magic to overwhelm her, he just had more of it than her.

A lot more.

Luckily for Bonnie, Stefan opened the doors just as she was losing consciousness.

"Katherine!"

Her attention turned to him as she retracted her fangs.

"Let her go." She complied allowing the much younger girl to gasp for air as she walked off with Stefan.

But not before throwing a 'Bye Jeremy' over her shoulder which he reciprocated.

He drank a bit of what he tasted to be scotch before turning towards Bonnie and smirking, he had to hold himself back from letting out a chuckle as she finally stopped coughing and caught her breath.

"Thanks for the help." She said with biting sarcasm, glaring at him.

"You are very welcome." He paused to drink more, damn the Lockwood had good taste. "Now what did we learn from this little experience?"

"That Katherine is a psychotic bitch and you're an asshole." She spat.

"No, well yes for the latter, but I was actually talking about how actions have consequences. And this was you getting your just desserts, you got off pretty easily too." He said stand up and walking towards the door.

She whirled on him angrily. "And how the hell does almost getting killed count as 'getting off easy'!?"

"First off, watch your tone you don't scare me, secondly I wasn't going to let Katherine actually kill you, Elena cares too much about you for that." He glared at her as he towered over her.

"Thirdly, you got off easy because unlike my girlfriend and Tyler's father you're still alive."

With that he walked off leaving Bonnie in a stunned silence.

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"Pass that over here." Jeremy walked into the Lockwood study to see Tyler drowning his sorrows in the flask he had in his hand and grabbed it before taking a sip for himself.

He looked at the flask for a second and let out a breath. "You guys have very good taste in alcohol."

Tossing the flask back to its rightful owner Jeremy sat down and leaned back into the couch.

"So what exactly did you wanna talk about." He said turning his head towards the other young man.

Tyler shifted in his seat uncomfortably, "I don't know what you're talking about, I don't wanna talk about anything." He probably wanted that to sound angry but there was no heat in voice.

"Tyler" he spoke slowly and calmly "you're sitting in your Dad's study, with what I assume to be his flask while your friends and family ar-"

"THEY'RE NOT MY-" he began to yell sharply standing up from his seat before reeling himself in.

Jeremy gave him the time he needed to calm himself down before he started speaking again.

With a sharp intake of breath he began speaking. "Those people out there aren't my family and they're definitely not friends, they're all just people who asked for money from my dad for whatever bullshit they needed. They only came here so that they could look good if they needed another handout."

He paused so he could take another sip from his flask.

"But do you know what the worst part is?" He questioned, his voice much more subdued."All of these people here are saying what a great man he was, when they don't know a goddamn thing about him. He was an angry dick who hit me and told me every day how I wasn't good enough." Another swig from the flask.

"But what would you know about that, your dad was actually a decent guy." At this Jeremy let out a low chuckle, it surprised Tyler by how hollow it was.

"Believe me he wasn't nearly as good a guy as people portrayed him to be, neither of my parents were." Sifting through Jeremy's childhood memories had been a harrowing journey but he'd save that for another time.

Seeing the despondent look on his face Tyler passed him the flask.

Jeremy looked at it for a minute before raising it in the air."To being better than our fathers."

"Amen to that." Tyler grinned.

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Jeremy was sitting in bed going through the Tome, right now he was focused on the Mind oriented spells. He needed a way to block compulsion with magic as a backup to Vervain.

He turned his head as he heard voices coming from Elena's room.

"Come on Elena you need to stop lying to yourself, you know there's something between us!" He heard one voice that he identified as Damon's.

"No! Damon I care about you but I love Stefan, it'll always be Stefan." And that was obviously Elena.

Pushing down whatever it was he felt from what Elena said Jeremy blurred out of his room to her open doorway.

"Damon" both older occupants turned to him "paws off."

The vampire in question turned to Jeremy before chuckling lowly.

"Well since I'm being truthful there is something that you should know Elena." He turned to Elena and smirked.

"It wasn't a tomb vampire that cut up old uncle John, it was Katherine! Stefan,Jeremy and I have been lying to you!" The hurt and shocked look her face as she looked directly at stabbed at his heart but Damon ignored it as he continued talking.

"Speaking of the little brother, boy do I have a juicy secret for you!"

"Damon stop!" Jeremy had a look of fury on his face as he glared at Damon, he may be hurt but he was going too far now.

"Little Jeremy here decided that losing his little girlfriend was too much on him, so he kil-"

"RAAAH!"

*SNAP*

He wasn't able to finish as Jeremy shot forward with a roar and broke his neck.

He looked up at Elena hoping that she hadn't figured out what Damon was trying to say, but she wasn't stupid.

And judging by the horrified look on her face and tears trailing down her cheeks she was less than happy.

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AND DONE! Hope you guys liked this chapter, even if it was a little bland I just wanted to get through some stuff. Also this is going to be the only chapter with a Jeremy centric POV if I have anything to do with it.