The Mysterious Town of Echo Falls Chapter 10: The Alliance, a vampire diaries fanfic

I watched as my mother's body burned while floating down the river, near the wolf territory. We had made peace with them. I reflected on all the memories I had with her. I'd even written a letter to be burned and left it with her corpse. Along with a bunch of white roses that symbolized purity or some crap I read off of the internet. It had to be perfect, Mom would have wanted it this way, or at least I do. Though, in the end, it didn't even matter. It's said that a witches' spirit lives on in nature, gets reincarnated or something, maybe she'll even have it better. I was sad, yes, but my anger was starting to override it. If I saw Dracula again, I would not hesitate to rip his head off. Even if it means dying in the process. We've all lost too much.

Matteo looked over at me, "We should go now."

I nodded and he put his arm around me to console me as we walked through the forest.

"So the plan is that Matteo makes an alliance with the wolves while you go home," Tony told me.

"Can I crash at your place?" I asked, my voice breaking from crying. "I don't want to go home, too many reminders of her."

"Of course," Tony nodded, actually showing sympathy for once.

"Thanks," I replied.

"What will you do?" Matteo asked Tony.

"Form a plan with Opal, the witches and the sheriff," he replied. "I think it's obvious now that Dracula is a problem that has to go."

Matteo nodded in agreement, as we made our way through the forest. I looked around and bodies were scattered everywhere, hearts ripped out of chests and heads decapitated. Before any of us could react, a hand impaled Matteo in the chest and out flew his heart, his body partially flopping on me due to his arm being around me. I frantically pushed his limp body off of me and it fell lifelessly to the floor.

"Matteo!" I screamed, tears rushing down my face before I could even process what had just happened.

"Oh sorry," Dracula gleamed, holding his bloody heart in his hand. "Did I do that?"

He looked down at the bloody heart in his hand, smiling, as if he found himself humorous. I couldn't take my eyes off the heart. Matteo's life gone in the blink of an eye. I wanted to scream, I wanted to cry, I wanted thrash at him. But I couldn't focus myself enough to do anything but stand there.

"Roxy, run!" Antonio screamed at me, bringing me from my trance, as Dracula started to approach me.

I vamped off to the car and listened in as I waited for Antonio.

"You killed him!" Antonio screamed at Dracula. "As if any of us haven't lost enough!"

"It's revenge," Dracula simply said. "Nothing personal... well, actually, it is."

"You can't just go around killing people!" Antonio screamed. "Just because your psychotic brain thinks that you should!"

"Hmm, you have a point," Dracula said. "But my so called 'psychotic brain' thinks otherwise. Perhaps, you should be next."

It was that moment that I knew Tony would vamp over, so I jumped in the passenger seat, awaiting him to get in and drive off. Just as I suspected, Tony vamped in, shoved the keys in the ignition and recklessly drove off. Not a word was exchanged in the time that it took to reach his house. We got out and walked into the living room, still no words said.

"This has to end," Tony muttered, obviously filled with rage and vengeance. "He has to be killed."

"Tony," I said, turning him to face me.

He looked into my eyes, and all I could see was the hurt that he'd been through. I hugged him, to which he obliged, obviously needing the support.

"I'm sorry for what happened," I told him, tears still running down my face. "I... I—I lost him too."

He didn't say anything. I don't blame him for not wanting to.

"I'll call Opal, if vengeance is what you want." I told him. "You can kill him yourself, if you want to; but either way he has to die."

I let go of him and left the room to call Opal. I waited in silence for the ringing to stop and for her to answer; listening to Tony silently sob in the living room. Finally, the ringing stopped.

"Hey Opal," I said into the phone, my voice trembling a little still.

"Roxy, what's wrong?" she asked, immediately picking up on my emotions. "You sound sad."

"Just come over here," I told her. "We have news, and it's not good."

"I'm on my way," she told me. "I'll be there as soon as possible."

I walked back into the living room, where Tony sat just staring at the floor.

"She'll be here soon," I told him.

He nodded, not even looking over at me.

"What if you turned it all off?" I asked him. "Would it help?"

"I can't do that," he said quietly.

"Why not?" I asked him.

"It's not what she would have wanted," he told me. "I need to stay strong."

I nodded.

"At this point in time, I think she'd get why," I told him.

"It's not what Matteo would want either," he said. "He spent much of his life trying to get me to turn it on again, if I turn it off, it means that I throw all of his work away. I can't do that."

The doorbell rang, perfect timing, I didn't want to press on the issue further. I vamped to the door where Opal rushed in, carrying a bag full of books.

"What's going on?" she asked, out of breath, dropping the bag of books next to a hall table.

"Matteo's dead," I said, tears starting to form in my eyes again.

"Oh my god, no, he can't be dead," she replied.

"Dracula has to die," I said, wiping . "We need your help to kill him."

"He's the oldest vampire of all time," she said. "Meaning that he can't be killed with just an ordinary stake."

"Ask Tony, he and Matteo killed Ruthven," I told her.

"We still have the weapon for that," Tony added to our conversation. "We figured we'd need it if Dracula ever came after us."

"Is it in the house?" I asked.

"Do I seem that stupid?" asked Tony, his sass seemingly back to normal. "When Dracula came to town, before all the compulsion happened, I hid it outside of the house."

"Go get it," said Opal. "I'll search my grandmother's grimoires for a spell to subdue him. With any luck, he'll be dead by the end of today."

Tony vamped off not saying a word. Opal went over to her bag of books, picked them up and headed upstairs to the lounging area. and pulled out all of them.

"Is there anything I can do to help?" I asked.

"Not unless you can read spells," Opal said. "Which I highly doubt."

"My Mom was a witch," I offered.

"It doesn't work that way," she replied. "Now stand back."

"Why?"

"I need to find the spell for the Original vampires, it'll reveal they're unbinding," she told me.

I took a few steps back.

"Aperire librum!" Opal yelled, making a rather large gesture with her arms.

The books flew up in the air, and I quickly threw my hands over my head to protect books from raining down on me. All but one remained in mid-air

"Ostendo fero," she said, making a smaller hand gesture.

The pages of the book started flipping and landed on one page. Opal gestured for the book to come down to her, and she looked at the spell.

"This is it," she said. "I'll have to further look over it for a bit to know they're undoing, but at least I have the spell."

Tony walked through the door, stake in hand.

"I got the stake, let's go," he said.

"Lure him here," Opal said. "I'll say a spell to immobilize him and then you can stake him."

"We don't need a spell, we just need an ambush," Tony told us. "This town is small, I'll find him eventually."

"Tony, no!" I half yelled at him. "You're walking into a death trap!"

"So?" he asked. "Everyone else around me has died, maybe I'm better off dead myself."

"You already are dead," Opal pointed out.

"Well then properly dead, Opal!" Tony yelled at her. "What difference does it make?!"

"Tony," I tried to say as calmly as I could. "You are not better off dead."

"I've lived for two hundred and twenty years, it's okay if I die," he replied. "But I will kill him, if he has taught me anything it's to show no mercy."

Opal and I glanced at one another.

"Tony, just lis—" I started.

"Please just let me do this," he said. "I'm not denying that the two of you haven't lost anything, because you have, but please just let me kill him."

"Fine," Opal said, finally. "Do it."

I nodded in agreement. "Just don't die on us."

"I won't," he told us and vamped off again.

Opal and I looked at one another again.

"He's out of control," I told her.

"He's out of his mind," she agreed.

"Though, I'm pretty sure he wants to die," I said.

"I'll continue looking through the spell," she said. "No doubt he'll be back with his mind changed."

"Hopefully that's the case," I replied.

I left Opal to deal with that situation, but I couldn't help but worry about Tony. I left to the kitchen to get a drink, as much as I hated the thought of drinking alcohol, I think I deserved it now. I was on the verge of completely losing it. Everything was a reminder of everyone gone. Surprisingly enough, the thought of my father being alive was the only thought keeping me together. Though, it really should've been the thought to throw me over the edge, the thought that he had abandoned me. Left Mom on her own. I took out a bottle of bourbon, poured it into a cup and took a gulp. I grimaced at the taste and almost immediately spat it out, but I managed to swallow. Despite that, I took another gulp of it. I needed something to distract me.

"Roxy!" Opal called.

"Coming!" I replied, taking a last gulp of my drink and placing it on the counter.

I walked out to where Opal was examining a page in the grimoire.

"We have a problem," she told me. "Like, a huge problem."

"What is it?" I asked her.

"According to this spell," she started. "All vampires are linked by blood."

"Okay, what does that mean?" I asked.

"It means if we kill one of the Original ones, they're entire blood line dies," she explained.

"Oh crap," I said. "So if Tony kills Dracula then we all die."

"Yes, that's exactly what it means," Opal told me.

"We have to find Tony and tell him," I said, frantically. "He might actually kill Dracula."

"Agreed," she replied. "I could do a locator spell, but it might be best to save my energy for something else."

"We can use his phone GPS," I told her, pulling out my phone.

I opened up an app that allowed me to see where everyone was and clicked on his name.

"He's at the warehouse," I told her. "I'm going to go stop him, you formulate a plan."

"Sound good," she said. "Now hurry!"

I rushed outside of the house and vamped all the way to the warehouse. I went to go inside but Hugo popped in front of me.

"I can't let you go in there," he whispered.

"Too bad for you then," I told him.

I reached forward and snapped his neck, before more fuss could be made. I kicked open the door of the warehouse and rushed inside. I saw Dracula who was being held back by at least five Strychnos vampires and Tony holding the stake ready to kill him. I had no time to waste.

"STOP!" I yelled.

I vamped forward and ripped the stake from Tony's hand.

"Roxy, what on earth are you doing?" Tony asked, mad.

"You can't kill him!" I managed to say.

"Why not?" he seethed.

"If you kill him, you kill every single vampire he turned or in his bloodline," I said. "So if he dies, we all die."

The Strychnos stupidly let go of the very angry Dracula.

"I WILL KILL ALL OF YOU!" Dracula screamed.

Tony and I glanced at one another and hastily vamped out of the warehouse and back to his house.

"Quick, get inside," I said out of breath. "He can't get us inside."

We rushed inside and locked the door behind us. I led him upstairs where Opal was reading over her grimoires still.

"How did you not know about the bloodline rule?" I asked Tony.

"I don't know," Tony said.

"You and Matteo killed Ruthven, how could you not know?" I asked.

"I don't pay attention to that sort of thing!" he raised his voice. "It wasn't important at the time!"

We were both on the verge of losing it.

"It means that now we have to formulate another plan," I said. "And fast, before we all get killed ourselves."

"I might have a plan," Opal piped up. "There's a desiccation spell in here, we use it to subdue him and then hide him somewhere."

"Okay, how do we desiccate him?" I asked.

"I have to be in the same room as him, but it's a powerful spell to cast," she said. "If you snap his neck I should have enough time to cast the spell."

"Question is how do we get close enough to snap his neck?" I asked.

"We could cast a linking spell," Tony suggested, being helpful for once. "Link him to me, Roxy can snap my neck and then you desiccate him."

"That's good, but if I'm to do the spell, I need all the magic I can get," she replied. "Meaning that I can't waste it on other spells."

"So we actually need to snap his neck," I groaned. "Well, this is going to go down terribly."

"We could call Carlos and Hugo," Tony suggested. "We're pretty desperate."

"That's only if neither of them have been killed by Dracula," I added.

"Well, Hugo shouldn't have been," Tony said. "Carlos is another story."

"I may have snapped Hugo's neck on my way into the warehouse," I admitted. "So now they're both unknowns."

"Why would you snap his neck?" he glared at me.

"He wouldn't let me into the warehouse and I was in no time for arguing with him," I said.

"Just call them," Opal said. "You'll never know unless you do."

"I don't have their numbers," I said, and looked over at Tony. "You'll have to do it."

He groaned and left the room without saying another word.

"So let's assume they're not dead," I said to Opal. "Then what?"

"We use them or someone as a distraction, and then we get the strongest one to snap Dracula's neck," she said. "That seems like our only option at this point in time."

"Carlos could even bite Dracula," I suggested. "Assuming that it won't kill him."

"It won't, but it will cause him pain," she said. "It'll also give us time for distraction."

"Okay," I replied. "So our plan is now that Carlos bites him, that distracts him, we snap his neck and then you spell him to desiccate?"

"That seems about right," she replied. "The werewolf bite should also weaken him which will make things easier for me."

Tony walked back in.

"Hugo's crew is dead, but he's alive and willing to help," he announced. "Same with Carlos, Hugo should be here now and Carlos soon."

The doorbell rang, I assumed it was Hugo. Tony left the room again to greet him. Within thirty seconds, Hugo was up here and presumably ready to work.

"What's the plan?" Hugo asked.

Before anyone could say anything, the doorbell rang again, probably Carlos. This time I vamped downstairs to answer the door.

"I'm here to help," he said.

I nodded.

"I assume you heard about Matteo," I said to him.

"I saw him as Dracula ripped his heart out," he said. "I was hiding at the time. Dracula took his body somewhere, and I was trying to find it and then Tony called me."

"Yeah, we need your help," I said, giving him a small hug for Matteo. "Come upstairs and we'll explain."

He nodded and followed me upstairs.

As soon as Hugo caught sight of Carlos, his expression changed. "What is he doing here?" he asked, his eyes beady.

"He's here to help and he's a crucial part of our plan," I told Hugo, pushing him back again.

"I refuse to work with him," Hugo said.

"Oh grow up, Hugo," Tony rolled his eyes. "Do you want Dracula dead or not?"

"Fine, I'll work with him," Hugo agreed. "But only because it means we kill Dracula."

"Stop being so overdramatic," Tony said. "And this is coming from me."

"What do we have to do?" asked Carlos, changing the subject.

"We need you, Carlos, to bite Dracula while Hugo distracts him," I started. "Tony will then snap his neck and Opal will perform the spell."

"How do you suppose I distract him?" Hugo asked.

"Ask him for an alliance, tell him you'll help kill us or something," I told him.

"I'll call him and ask him to meet up at the warehouse," Hugo said.

"Do you have any wolves left?" Tony asked Carlos.

"I do, but they're children and a few parents," he replied. "I'd rather not get them involved."

"We'll all hide nearby the warehouse," I told them.

"Let's go, I guess," Opal said unconfidently.

"I'm not vamping again today," I said.

"Whatever, we'll take my car," Tony said.

"Oh yes, nothing says subtle like a Ferrari," I retorted.

"I'll whoosh us there," Opal said. "It won't use much of my magic, everyone hold hands."

Opal waved her hand in the air and we whooshed away in a cloud of purple smoke.I watched as my mother's body burned while floating down the river, near the wolf territory. We had made peace with them. I reflected on all the memories I had with her. I'd even written a letter to be burned and left it with her corpse. Along with a bunch of white roses that symbolized purity or some crap I read off of the internet. It had to be perfect, Mom would have wanted it this way, or at least I do. Though, in the end, it didn't even matter. It's said that a witches' spirit lives on in nature, gets reincarnated or something, maybe she'll even have it better. I was sad, yes, but my anger was starting to override it. If I saw Dracula again, I would not hesitate to rip his head off. Even if it means dying in the process. We've all lost too much.