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CutieChante : It wasn't her first transition since activating the curse, it was her first time without her family. As for how she activated it, well, you are going to have to wait until the time is right.
For this chapter I am going away from the plot. On the show it is season 3 episode 3 and I couldn't find a way to blend Amber in, so instead you get background info on Amber and a bit of drama.
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Flashback
Amber walked down the street alone, she was now eight and demanded from her father that she was now old enough to do so. Of course, she didn't look behind her only to see that they were trailing her in their truck three cars away.
Humming sweet child melodies under her breath, she walked down the street and right before the cross walk at the Grill, she turned to cross.
Before taking a step down on to the pavement, she had an internal struggle. Yes, she had seen people doing the same thing she was about to, but mom and dad had told her to always use the designated cross walk. She felt they weren't here though, right? With her head held high, she crossed the first lane on the two lane street. Smiling at her success she continued on, but she never looked to her right, and she never saw the tiny car coming straight at her. To fast for her to comprehend, the car turned towards the town square, barely missing her. Trying to regain control of the vehicle, the driver grabbed the wheel, but it wasn't enough and the car hit the lamppost. The driver died on impact when the glass from the windshield impaled his heart.
That was the day Amber unleashed her werewolf gene.
Gasping awake, Amber sat straight up in bed and let a tear come down her face. Wiping it quickly, she got up from the bed and checked her phone. Elena insisted that after the whole Tennessee debacle, she needed the numbers of everyone of the scooby doo gang. Eight texts, two missed calls, one voicemail, and an email from the school. Deciding to check her messages first, she opens up the app. Five from Elena, two from Tyler, one from Him.
Elena: Hey, headed to Chicago, want to come
Elena: BTW thanks again for saving Damon and Alaric
Elena: We are going soon, last chance
Elena: Want me to call?
Elena: You didn't answer. Text me when you get a chance so I know you are okay
Tyler: Have you seen Caroline?
Tyler: When do you think we can meet to talk about family?
Him: I'm in town and I know you've missed me. Meet me at the Grill at noon.
Amber read the texts and replied to them all. She told Elena she was fine, just sleeping off yesterdays hardships. Replying to Tyler she said that she hasn't seen Care and that the could talk when he was available. Him wasn't even worth a response but she told him, very colorfully, that them meeting would only happen when Hell froze over.
The calls came from Elena and Him, the voicemail from Elena, and the email said she had the month off to mourn her family. She had to pick up all her school work though, and she had to go to the library once a week, confirmation from the librarian was vital.
Starting her day, she checked the time which revealed it was ten a.m, she made a pot of coffee and changed into clothes. Roaming the halls of her old house, which she was now living in, she stopped at a family photo. It was at the park the town was making, where her uncle Mason fought with Damon, something she saw from the side lines with her family. They were all sitting at a table, her brother was blowing bubbles while her mother sat facing the sun for a tan, her father was watching them both with love in his eyes. Amber was the one who took the photo but thanks to her excellent selfie skills, she was able to remain in the picture. Her smile was so full and bright.
Amber removed her glaze from the photo and looked at the one next to it. It was of her smelling a rose while she smiled like a little girl in a candy store, the sun made the grass look three times greener and the woods in the background five times less scarier. Amber's eyes were closed in pure happiness and she looked like the only her person in the word, true happiness. That was the day she met Him. Shaking her head in disregard and so she can rid herself of the memory she walked away and to the living room, but not before someone came up from behind her and grabbed her, holding her against to wall by her arms. Growling at her assailant she head butted the person and in their moment of weakness she grabbed them by the throat and held them to the wall.
"Okay. Okay, I will admit, sneaking up on you was not my smartest move." The person said.
Amber heard that voice and immediately froze, "Caleb?" She said, looking confused and sounding shocked.
Caleb smiled tauntingly, "Miss me?"
"No." Amber said, eyes narrowing down.
"Sure you did. Can you put me down?" He asked rhetorically, both knowing he could easily take her down.
She did put him down slowing and as she did so, she studied his everlasting features. His sandy blonde hair was a bit messy, but it still lived up to teenage boy band standards, his dark brown eyes still had that soft yellow tint, and his skin had a glow to it as if the sun wanted to kiss it but knew he belonged to the moon. He was taller that her by a good five inches and he seemed a bit more muscular than before, just by a little.
"Why are you here?" Amber asked
"You cancelled our date, I am hurt by that by the way, and so I thought we could skip lunch and go right to your bed." He said. He went to kiss her and she punched him.
Rage was clear in her eyes as she spoke, "You have some nerve! We broke up remember."
"That was because of you parents, I was able to flash right in, which means they are dead. We can be together now." He said.
"You are insane. Get out of my house!" She yelled to him, pushing him towards the door.
He put his hands up in surrender and walked himself out, "Fine, but I have access anytime I want. See you soon." She slammed the door in his face, locking it.
A few hours later Amber walked into the Grill seeing as she has already met up with Caleb. Bonnie told her to meet her there because she read something she thought was important. Amber got a table and waited but she didn't have to wait long because Bonnie rushed in and sat across from her.
"Hey." She said.
"Hi." Amber said back. An awkward silence ensued, but it was easily broken.
"About what I wanted to talk about. I was reading in more about Klaus, but I couldn't find anything. Whether it be because he is a murderous powerful, sycopathic hybrid or because he is old, nothing stood out. However, I was looking around in my grimmores and I found something talking about a werewolf slash witch hybrid. It was said that she was born around the time of the Original Witch, so about a thousand years ago, and it is said that she was to be one of the most powerful witches of all time."
"Bonnie, what does that have to do with me?" Amber said. Yes, she was interested, but it wasn't any of her business.
"Hear me out. The ancestors said that witches thought of her as an abomination, they feared her as she grew. Witches plotted her dead but the hybrid saw it coming, she gathered up all her magic and created a spell only she would know because it was that harmful." Bonnie was whispering low so ears couldn't here them but the passion and clarity in her voice made it seem as if she were yelling over hundreds.
"What was the spell?"
Bonnie took a deep breath and told her, "A time traveling spell."
Amber's eyes widened in shock, "Bonnie, I understand that this is cool witchy voodoo and that you probably wanted to vent about it, but why are you telling me."
"Tell me about your eighth birthday party." She said.
"What?" Amber was confused.
"Amber tell me about your eighth birthday party." Bonnie said hopelessly.
"Who remembers their eighth birthday party?" Amber says. She honestly couldn't remember and it scared her, especially since Bonnie was that curious.
"I had a pink cake and Elena, Caroline, and myself played in the quarry, even though it was raining. I also had purple balloons and I had a yellow dress on." Bonnie said. She gave such detail in a way that told Amber she should be able to remember.
"Bonnie, why?" Amber's eyes were glossy from soon to be fallen tears out of fear as she asked the girl in front of her for the hundredth time why she wanted to know. "Bonnie I can't remember my party or whether or not I even had one, please, tell me why you want to know."
"When the hybrid created the spell and time travelled, she was seventeen, but time is a fickle think and she didn't know what she was doing. It was a thousand years ago, when she did the spell it sent her to the future, wiped her memory, and de-aged her to the age she activated her werewolf gene. Eight years old." Bonnie told her.
"You think I'm her," Amber said in realization, "You think I am over a thousand years old, half witch, and what's next? My name isn't Amber and I am actually Italian not Irish?"
"I know it is hard to believe but she looks just like you in the drawing-" Bonnie started.
"It's impossible!" Amber yelled, drawing attention to their table. Turning her head down slightly, Amber looked at Bonnie and saw her with an emotionless face but her eyes showed she was a little scared. Amber signed before continuing, "Bonnie, I am sorry for yelling. Look, you are telling me my whole life so far is a lie and after losing my parents, or the people I thought were my parents, it is very nerve wrecking. You do realize that right? It has only been two days since I miraculously survived and they died. Later today, I get to go shopping for flowers to put on their graves. They don't get a funeral because I can't afford one. Bonnie, please. Just stop."
Amber had just got home when she checked the clock to see it was five p.m. Earlier she did as promised and bought flowers to put on her parents freshly dug graves. After that she went to the court house and filed emancipation, thus letting her live in her own house alone. She would get the papers to have the house in her name in a week once everything is filed. She dropped down her purse and headed straight for the kitchen and into the cabinet for her father's scotch. Opening the fancy bottle she grabs one for herself and one for Caleb, whom she knew was wandering in her house.
She took a sip before calling out, "Quit lurking around the halls and take your drink before I drink it myself."
He came from the hallway and smirked at her, taking his drink he looked at her and spoke, "One of those days or have I driven you to drink?" He asks with a smile.
"I buried my parents today," She had no emotion in her voice but one betraying tear escaped her eye, "I am seventeen, granted I will be eighteen in five days but still, I buried my parents today. Now it is my time to grieve and mourn. You are interrupting the peace so I am able to do so, which means you need to leave."
"Look I am not one to grieve my victims but for you I will, let me stay." He said.
"Wait, what did you just say?" Shock, confusion, and anger was all she could feel.
"Let's rewind. When we started dating our second year of high school, that wasn't the first year we met. In truth, I first saw you when you walked across the street and made me swerve into a lamppost. You killed me and thanks to a buddy of mine I transitioned into a vampire. I was from out of town no one knew me, so when I fled from Mystic Falls I came back and became Caleb Jenson, your boyfriend." He said it slowly, as if I was an animal, but he also sounded cocky like we was proud.
During Caleb's confession Amber paled and grew even more confused and shocked. Angry above all though, and it was because of those emotions she slowly opened to box of knives under the island from the side she was on. He turned towards her and for a second Amber thought that he knew what she was doing, but instead he poured himself another drink and continued speaking, "When I saw you, I didn't know you were the one that killed me but when you showed me pictures on your phone, I found out. I was angry at first and I wanted to kill you but you were the one that made me who I am and I grew thankful. I fell in love, but you had yet to learn I was a vampire until your parents told you. They ended us! You broke up with me and for the entire year we were over, I thought of revenge."
Amber got closer to him and her blue eyes were flooding with tears, her mouth was open in horror and she grasped tightly onto the knife, "What the hell did you do?" She cried.
He smirked in response and he too got close to her, "The day of your parents death, I was the one on the road. I knew you took monthly trips out of the town to turn and when you were on the bridge I flashed in front of it and watched as the car flew in the river. After a minute or two I dove in and saved you. Don't you see? We are ment to be together."
He went to take another step closer and she let him, and right when he was about to kiss her, she took the knife and sliced his throat. Chocking on his blood he stepped back and that gave Amber enough leverage to grab a wooded spoon and stab it through his heart. His neck had begun to heal but it would not heal the wood that was in the middle of his heart. It would not heal her either knowing he was dying, the loss of her parents a perminant hole in her heart. As he was close to finish desiccating she spoke to him once more, "I killed you before, and as retribution for my parents death, I find great pleasure in killing you again." Driving the stake further into his heart until the point of the stake came out of his back, he fell to the floor. Dead.
She took his glass and finished it before turning to her own and finishing the bottle.
Around seven she got a call from Tyler telling her that he found Caroline and that he was freaking out because he didn't know what to do. Sighing from her tired state, she told him he would be at the Forbes residence in two minutes. On her way he told her about what happened and she couldn't help but feel bad for her. At least her father died loving her, Caroline's dad was alive and hated her. She had made it to the door in time to see Liz about to let the other werewolf in.
"Wait, Liz, can I go first?" She asked, jogging up the stairs to the porch and to the door.
"Um sure, but Tyler you can wait inside," The older woman told them. "I will go warm up some blood, she is pretty weak right now."
They walked inside and Amber told Liz before entering Caroline's room, "Forbes women are not weak. I do apologize for your ex, he missed out on some great people." Amber left the two other people Caroline loves deeply.
Entering the teenagers room, Amber could see the blonde look utterly devastated and worn out. She frowned and spoke to make her presence known, "You look how I feel. I think it is just one of those days."
Caroline gasped a little and turned to see Amber standing in the door way, "I promise you, I look how I feel too."
Amber moved from the door and sat on the side of the bed next to Caroline, "Want to talk about it," She said, trying to get Care to open up, "I found that bottling up how you feel isn't good."
"Then tell me why your day was so bad. I'll tell if you do." Caroline said. Amber knew Caroline was just looking for an excuse to ignore her problems, to focus on Amber's instead, "Pinky swear."
Amber wanted to tell her all about it. How she had to bury her parents today and her brother, her little nine year old brother, and she wanted to vent about how Bonnie said it was possible the weren't related at all. She wanted to cry over the fact that her family died from a crazy vampire that loved her too much, sob about the part that killing him didn't make it better, but Caroline deserved everyone's attention right now. So she lied, "I um, ordered a pizza and they um, gave me the wrong order."
They gave a tiny laugh but then Caroline started to cry, "My dad hates me. He tortured me and said he would have to kill me, it was awful. Amber we were so close when we were little, the thought of dying had me thinking over everything I have ever done. I left you, and I have killed someone, when he said he was going to kill me I almost let him. My dad hates me, though. I- I don't know-." At that point Caroline wasn't able to talk because she was sobbing. Amber rushed forward and wrapped her arms around the sad girl in front of her, letting go, Amber wiped Care's tears and grabbed her face.
"Caroline, you are the strongest person I know, you fight for what you want and you don't take no for answer. Death is not an option, who would organize our dances then hmm? You died, you became collateral damage in a fight you were forced in, and you have survived. Rising from this you with shine brighter than ever because guess what? You survived. You live to tell the tail on how you survived a pack of wolves, Kathrine, and even from clichés like high school. Live Caroline, and remember this not as a bad day but as a day you have grown in strength" Amber made sure not to break contact with Caroline and had it not been proven Amber was a werewolf, Care and the other two people watching could have sworn she was compelling her. "I have to go, your mother must be done warming the blood by now. See you soon."
"Thank you." Caroline whispered at her retreating figure.
Amber heard her, but she didn't respond. When she got home, Amber sat on the couch, towards the fireplace under the TV. Seeing the body of Caleb in her kitchen annoyed her. Letting her werewolf temper get the best of her, she grabbed her biggest knife and cut his body up. Burning them as if they were wooded logs in the fireplace. Watching her families' murderer burn made everything become a reality though. She was alone, no immediate family besides the Lockwood pair, but even then- she was alone in this house.
Letting a sob escape her lips, she loudly cried out. Screaming, crying, going into hysterics she finally realized that her mother and father and brother were gone. She has finally accepted it.