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The next morning Dana forced herself from a fitful sleep, one full of old memories that haunted her like the worst nightmares. The dreams had quickly morphed from memories and into horrifying events that could easily be a reality that she knew she wasn't ready to face.
Still she showered and dressed before heading downstairs where she found Stacey sipping a cup of tea in the kitchen. Her grandmother's phone lay on the table in front of her, something Dana recognized to be a bad sign due to the fact that she hardly ever used the technology.
"Mornin' Gran." Dana's voice came out as a fairly forced chirp while she waltzed straight over to the fridge to pull a soda out. She wanted caffeine at the moment, knowing it may help distract her from the undeniable desire to go out and kill again.
"Dana," Gran focused insightful eyes on her granddaughter, "I just received a call from a friend. She seemed quite frantic because she discovered that her daughter was found in the woods last night."
"Okay…" Where was Stacey going with this?
"Not only that, but it appears as if it were an animal attack. The poor child's flesh was torn up pretty bad." Stacey lifted the tea to her lips to take a delicate sip of the hot tea.
Dana, however, looked rather unimpressed with the statement. "You think I did that?" She snorted. "Gran I'm not going to go back on my word and go on a killing spree in town." That was partially true. She wasn't going to go on a killing spree, but she may end up killing a few citizens of Mystic Falls. Her grandmother obviously hadn't heard about the man that had been murdered along with the girl, otherwise she would definitely have reason to suspicious.
"You know what happens if you do." Stacey pressed her lips in a thin line that showed off the wrinkles around her mouth. Dana didn't like that look though because she knew all too well what it meant.
"I know Gran." She waved a hand dismissively. "The Mikaelson's…they're vampires…" Dana stated as she leaned back against the counter, crossing her ankles as she stated the obvious to get a subject change.
"Yes."
"Don't be so short with me Gran, I didn't kill that girl or anybody last night. I just want to know why one of the vampires were able to compel me." Curiosity was eating at the edges of her mind in such a way that she knew she couldn't avoid asking the question much longer.
Then Stacey Quinby did the unbelievable.
She laughed.
"Silly girl." She shook her head at Dana. "I suppose I shouldn't be surprised you don't know. You've been away from your old life for quite some time."
Dana responded with a frown.
Bemusedly, Stacey continued to explain. "The Mikaleson's aren't your average vampire Dana. They're much more powerful than you or any other vampire inhabiting this town, so I'd advise you to stay away from them." Then the elderly woman stood up with a wry smile playing on her lips and walked out of the kitchen.
"Why not just tell me?" Dana mumbled while playing the tab of her soda. Not only that, but it was the second time Stacey had warned her, and the third she'd been warned in total. What was so special about the Mikaelson family?
She set the half full can of soda onto the counter and flitted from the kitchen and straight to her bedroom. Her cell phone was in her hand in just a second, then she had shoes on her feet and she was ready to go. Where she was going, she couldn't be sure. She just needed to be outside.
"Gran I'm gonna head to town." The words slipped from her mouth as she appeared in the doorway of the living room.
Stacey focused a critical gaze on Dana, although it wasn't Dana's going out she disapproved of. It was her use of her vampiric abilities. "Go on then."
With a smirk Dana left the household, idly strolling away from the house as sunlight streamed down to play across her features. The Grill seemed like the best place to go; it seemed to be where she normally ended up going to pass her time. It was either that or satisfy her instincts, and she was sure her grandmother wouldn't appreciate that.
Out of pure paranoia Dana checked her cell phone, relief nearly flooding her when she saw she had no unknown calls or texts. With the past calls she'd received, but never answered, she'd grown to expect it. For once though, she'd gotten to wake up without a private number haunting her phone's screen.
She had an inkling of a feeling who it could be. Why she just didn't destroy the cell phone and get a new one, she had no clue. It was make it harder for whoever it was trying to reach her, and give her a feeling of relative safety.
The Grill was rather busy. Teenagers sat throughout the place, chatting and laughing away. When Dana stepped into the building everything carried on normally, and no one seemed to be overly affected by the deaths of two locals. Were the so-called 'animal attacks' typical for Mystic Falls?
She could only assume so.
Dana made her way to the bar, sliding onto a stool and rapping her knuckles on the counter to get a bartender's attention. It was a man who couldn't be but a few years over twenty one and he seemed genuinely surprised to see Dana sitting there.
"Can I help you?" He asked in a monotone voice that truthfully grated on the young vampire's nerves.
"Obviously." Dana snorted. "Actually a glass of cherry vodka would be nice."
The man eyed her skeptically just as she knew he would. "I'm afraid you'll have to show me your ID first."
Dana's eye twitched at his request, but nevertheless she met his steady, unrelenting gaze. "I don't need an ID." The man's hazel eyes dilated at her words and he wordlessly moved away to fetch the glass of cherry vodka she wanted. She slumped forward, resting her elbow on the table so she could lean her cheek against her propped up hand.
She needed a distraction, one which would take her mind off of the one thing she actually wanted to do. Giving into temptation wasn't an option, not after being trained to do the exact opposite her entire life. Giving in made you weak. That was something that had been drilled into her head since she was a child.
The bartender set a glass of iced vodka down in front of her before walking off to tend to another customer who was probably of drinking age.
"You know, most people consider it illegal for a teenager to drink alcohol."
Dana's fingers twitched at the sound of the fairly familiar voice. "Most people would also consider it highly stupid to befriend a vampire." Dana responded quietly to where only Matt could hear her. She wrapped her fingers around the glass and brought it to take a sip.
"I'm obviously not the smartest person around then." Matt settled himself on the barstool beside her, leaning his arms against the counter to prop himself up.
"Obviously not." Dana snorted, tipping her glass back again to take a larger gulp. She'd figured Matt had known about vampires, he'd had to with warning her away from the Mikaelson's. "I really need something to do."
"You came to the wrong town then."
"You're lying." A twisted smirk found its way onto Dana's lips as she set her glass down on the counter. She watched beads of water drip down the cup instead of glancing over at Matt who was burning a hole in her head.
Matt leaned in closer to her, his calmly beating heart pulsing like music in her sensitive ears. "They're dangerous, the Mikaelson family."
"So I've gathered. Gran's already gave me the heads up. Care to tell me why they're so dangerous?"
Matt hesitated and Dana noticed that right off the bat. She cut her eyes at the boy who was just a year younger than her. His blue eyes were focused on his hands were clenching and unclenching ceremoniously.
"They're the Originals, the first vampires ever created." He seemed slightly surprised as he relayed the information to her. He must have figured she would already know by now. She was a vampire, shouldn't she know that already?
"Well that explains a lot." Dana mumbled under her breath as she tilted the glass upwards to down the rest of the alcohol. It burned down her throat, but didn't give the satisfaction she knew blood would. "It was nice chatting with you Matt; however, it seems that I have a few things to tend to." Dana patted the top of Matt's head in a way you'd pet a dog, and then stood up to take her leave.
"You're not going to pay?" Matt leaned back against the counter, eyeing Dana in a way that could have been described as wary.
Dana's head tilted back as she laughed, amused by the look he was giving her. "Sure, why not." She pulled a ten dollar bill and slapped it down on the counter, shaking her head in amusement as a smirk tilted the corner of her lips upwards.
She was leaving and he was concerned about her paying. One would think he'd be concerned about what else she would be doing if she left. But then again, he struck her as the type who looked for the best in people, humans or not. Maybe she was wrong though. She could never really be sure.
Without another word Dana left the Grill, running a finger over the daylight ring she wore on her right index finger. Her smirk lifted into a wry grin, wondering what sort of trouble she could get into without her gran finding out.
GREAT QUESTION. What sort of trouble should Dana get into? ;D Any ideas? Opinions on this chapter? Love it, hate it? Did I make Matt too...un-Matt like?
Dana is...quite obviously...not the nicest person in the world XD
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