We walked into a small hotel room and I made note of the fact that there were four of us and only two beds but quickly pushed it out of my head, there were more important things to think about, like my stomach, thick with hunger after the bite ordeal. Scott mumbled that he was going to hop in the shower while Stiles collapsed onto a chair in the corner of the room, Stefan and I sat across from him, on the edge of one of the beds.
"You guys should get some rest while I go find some food." I said, looking at Stiles with his fingers pushed into his eyes and Stefan putting his hands through his hair.
"I dont want you out on your own Grace. I know the shock from the bite triggered your emotions back on, but your healed now, and still compelled. Your body isnt fighting it because your not stuck on survival mode. But i dont know how long it will last before your compelled to join Silas again and flip the switch." Stefan said.
"You look exactly like him by the way, its freaky." Stiles said, now observing Stefan.
"But dont get us confused, Silas has been in a state of desication for over a thousand years. He is desperate and angry." Stefan replied, "I met you guys in Colorado for a reason, a friend is here, backup, hes coming to help you guys with Silas, and hopefully help with the next step in our plan." He looked at me when he said that and i thought of asking what that was, but left it alone in current company.
"Who is it?" I asked as there was a knock on the door. We all looked at it, and Stefan was the one to get up and walk to the door, opening it to reveal Tyler Lockwood.
"The Hybrid." I said as he led Tyler into the room.
"Wait, a hybrid what?" Stiles asked eyeing Tyler wearily.
"Part vampire, part werewolf." Tyler said cockily.
"How is that even possible?" Stiles asked, rubbing his temples now.
"Its a long story," I answered, as i heard the shower turn off in the bathroom, I stood up, "Im hungry, We should go."
Tyler followed me out and i didnt hesitate to fill him in on a little vital informarion once we stepped out and walked in the cold wind towards the bulk of the small town, "i need to get to my full health again, but doing this will trigger my compulsion, when this happens, i want you to leave me and let Stefan know what has happened. Do you understand? " i asked as we passed by trees and empty streets towards the lights in the distance.
"Look," he began, "I dont know you very well, but Stefan told me-" I cut him off
"Stefan doesnt know how hard im fighting right now not to run back to beacon hills and join Silas." It was true there was a building desire to get the beacon hills as fast as possible, and as much as I wanted to hold it back forever, I knew I couldn't.
"This is for you and him and Stiles and Scotts' safety. Please, Tyler…" I pleaded, and I think he understood.
"Okay, but lets just get this over with." We approached a dive bar, and there was a very drunk man outside of it, leaning against the wall and struggling to smoke a cigarette. We watched elusively as he put the end of it to his mouth and try and suck in, but succeeded in just dropping the cigarette on the floor.
"Looks like we've found your dinner." Tyler said and we approached him slowly. He looked up drunkinly and decided he didn't like us Im assuming, because he loudly started to protest our company.
I looked him in the eyes, "Don't move, don't make any noises." I compelled him and he shut up, staring with a scared look on his face as I quickly plunged my face into his neck and fed. As I fed I felt my desire to leave grow, and my connection to the people who had saved my life fade. I thought of stopping drinking suddenly before the drunken man was dead, but his blood was thin and refreshingly spiked because of his drunkness, and my mind blurred as my emotions left me, and the person I was feeding on was no longer human, just a bag of blood and bones, and a vulnerable one at that. I decided he didn't deserve to live, and enjoyed his last fleeting heartbeat as he died in my arms. I dropped his body to the floor, and turned to Tyler with a smile.
Another man wobbled out of the bar and before Tyler could protest, he was in my arms, shaking and yelling as I fed on him.
"Grace, stop, you didn't even tell him to be quiet." Tyler said. The man squirmed and shouted for help, I snapped his neck before I was done feeding, to shut Tyler up.
"It was really nice seeing you Tyler, but I will have to excuse myself." I said, wiping the blood from my face and licking my fingers.
"Wait-" but I was faster than him, and I ran away, he followed me for a while before I lost him. He may be a hybrid, but I am an older vampire, more in tune with my abilities.
It took me a day t get back to beacon hills, I stole a car from a gas station just outside the city and drove, compelling the driver to sit next to me calmly and let me drink from him when I pleased. When I finally reached Beacon Hills, I drained him and dumped him in a ditch on the side of the road. It was easy to live without emotions. I ditched the car a little farther down and walked towards my home to see if I could get ahold of one of the hunters. I was thinking Allison, I had already been invited into her home and it would be easier to slip passed her father than Damon. I wondered where Silas was but figured he would show himself to me once I had the hunters, or at least one.
I reached my block and slowed my vampire speed down, I figured I would try and go around back from where I was, it was dark, the middle of the night. I got into Allisons backyard and crawled up to one of the windows, I remembered her room, was on the second floor towards the front. But it would be easier to get in this way. I noted that her family was werewolf hunters, but I had observed Isaac crawl through this window at least once this summer, and thankfully, I was quiet as I entered her home. I snuck around to her room, and slowly opened her door, she was sleeping. I sighed in relief and walked in, I put my hand over her mouth as I shook her awake, and her screams were muffled. She was strong and she tumbled around and tried get loose, but I was stronger. I bent down over her and drank, she would need to be weakened before I could take her anywhere. I drank until she wasn't thrashing anymore and her eyes fluttered in a daze as I lifted her from her bed and took her from her home. It was really so much easier than I thought it would be and I laughed as I carried her down the street.
"You Salvatores are surprisingly good bad guys for how heroic you all pretend to be." Silas appeared in front of me, leaning against a light pole as I walked down the street. "I mean, laughing while carrying the body of someone you called a friend, now that is evil."
"Nothings good or evil when you don't give a shit either way." I said, putting Allison at Silas' feet.
He smiled, "I suppose so, now, go find Jeremy." he bent down and took Allison in his arms.
"You're not going to kill her?" I asked, kind of annoyed I had done that work for no reason.
"Oh no, you had a point about killing all those generations of Hunters, all that haunting and pestering, no I figured a better way would just have you kill them for me. And why not kill two birds with one stone? I will keep an eye on Allison. You find Jeremy. And try not to take so long this time." Silas finished his speech and left me. I turned around and went back the way I had come, it was time to find Jeremy. But first, my emotions were off and I was hungry all the time now.
I wanted to feed, and Silas hadn't compelled me to take a shorter time, he just told me to, so I figured I should enjoy my emotion free time while I didn't have teenage hunter haunting issues. I strolled down the street and looked around for someone who was still out and about, but the streets were empty in this small town. A pair of headlights were coming my way in the distance, and I recognized Stiles' jeep coming my way. I smiled mischievously and eyed a nearby tree, this would hurt, but I would heal. I ripped off a limb and plunged it into my chest, not too close to my heart. I waved the Jeep down as it approached, Perhaps I could get Jeremy and a good meal out of this exchange.
Stiles pulled over, and looked worried.
"Grace you left." He said, "Are you okay?"
I shook my head, "No I need help, please, take me to my Uncle." Stiles came out of the car and rushed me into the front seat, and we drove back towards my house. It didn't take long, and soon, I was at the front door with Stiles holding me up. Tyler Lockwood opened the door, and I thought about asking what he was doing here but decided against it. I walked inside and Jeremy and Damon both ran to my aid. I locked eyes with Tyler as they took me into the other room and laid me on the couch, he gave me a suspicious look, and I tried to act as normal as possible.
Damon pulled the branch from my chest and I inhaled deeply at the relief. He hugged me tightly then, and I hugged weakly back, he smiled at me.
"You didn't come back with them," Damon said, "I thought you'd gone back to Silas."
"No, well, yes, I tried to fight him," I lied, "I guess the wolf bite really did break the compulsion."
Tyler lowered his eyes, "Wait, wait, thats not right, I saw you after you fed, you didn't look like it worked, you killed that guy-"
"I was really really hungry Tyler," my eyes met his and I pictured the 1,000 ways I could rip his heart out if I wanted to.
He didn't say anything in reply, but I could still see the doubt in his eyes.
Jeremy hugged me too, "Im glad your back." he said and I smiled at him. Man, was all this lovey dove stuff annoying and repetitive. I was glad my emotions were off.
"We should all get some rest." Tyler said finally. And they all agreed. Damon and Jeremy headed upstairs and I decided not to mention anything about Tyler sleeping in the living room, eyeing me all the while. He didn't believe my emotions were back on or that my compulsion was gone, but that didn't matter, all the mattered was that Damon and Jeremy did. And they did, or at least they wanted to believe it, for now. I waited until Tyler was set up on the couch and not watching me so intensely before telling Stiles if we could talk upstairs. He agreed and we walked up, when we got there I pulled him into my room and pushed him onto my bed, pushing my lips against his own. He kissed me back hungrily, and I felt my own hunger rising. I put my fingers intertwined with his own and pushed his body down so he was laying on his back and my legs were straddling him under me. His blood pressure was rising and I heard his heartbeat in my ears as I flicked my tongue in and out of his mouth. I pulled the vervain ring I gave him off his finger quickly, burning myself in the process. He suddenly realized what I was doing and I made eye contact. "Don't scream, don't move," I said, and bent over him sinking my fangs into his flesh and drinking. I fed for a moment then pulled back up, "Your going to do what I say, and your going to act like its no big deal." I compelled him, then drank from him again. I was drunk off emotionlessness and blood, and I healed him before I drank from him again. Feeling elated, alive, unlike I had almost my whole life. It was everything i could do not to kill him that night, But that would just complicate things, so I drank from him and healed him until the next morning, when I woke up to Damon ripping Stiles from my bed.