Disclaimer--The first few chapters will be a bit slow moving as Cherith is yet to even realize she has powers, so... hope you bear and enjoy her little antics!!!
The Scarlett Witch is a Nexus being.
A being born of chaos magic.
Neither good nor evil, nor does she rarely ever pick a side.
But when they do, a pity to the opposing side.
For it will indeed, be absolute chaos.
Pilot
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September 7th, 2009.
Cherith woke up with a gasp that morning as she sat up in her bed… well, more like her elder sister's bed.
She remembered she had slept with her sister who was trying to hold it all in and pretend like everything was well with her.
But it wasn't.
She probably saw it as staying strong for her younger siblings, so they could have a shoulder to lean on. But, what about her?
The sky was still dark out, but Cherith found that she couldn't sleep anymore.
Glancing at her sister's alarm clock, she saw it read 5:20am.
Well, no use trying to go back to sleep anyways… might as well use her time left to make breakfast for the Gilbert clan. Something to make them look forward to the first day of school.
As she walked out of her sister's room, she idly wondered about her weird dream that was already slipping away slowly.
All she remembered, was the sky being dark and filled with absolute red lightning which rained down.
Odd but intriguing.
The Gilbert clan as she called it, was made up of 3 people excluding Cherith.
Jenna Sommers, Elena Gilbert and Jeremy Gilbert.
Jenna was a beautiful young lady aged 29. She was blonde haired and hazel eyed.
The younger sister of Miranda Sommers-Gilbert.
College student and now legal guardian of Elena, Jeremy and Cherith.
Jenna was a fun loving and spirited guardian, with 'terrible luck in men' as she called it, though she was rather unsure about taking in 3 teenagers.
Next was Elena Gilbert.
Elena was a 17 years old Junior who attended Mystic Falls High with her 2 siblings.
Cheerleader, sociable and popular.
She was compassionate and kind, but could also be pushy and judgmental at times too, especially when prying into other people's business.
She was a very beautiful teen with straight brunette hair and brown doe eyes which attracted quite a large group of the make gender towards her.
Then there was Jeremy Gilbert.
Jeremy was a 16 years old sophomore with an incredible talent for drawing, however, after the… unfortunate accident, he became severely depressed and took to drinking and drugs.
"Hmm, something smells wonderful!"
Cherith looked up from where she'd been making some waffles for breakfast, grinning at her aunt who looked at her with relief in her eyes.
"Morning Jenna!"
"Morning squirt. And here I thought I was gonna have to make some toast or something."
Cherith snorted.
"Not on the first day you're not!"
Jenna grinned bashfully at her as she sat down to have her breakfast, just in time for Elena to walk into the kitchen too.
"This looks nice."
She smiled as she walked over to the coffee machine, pouring herself an healthy amount.
"No thanks to your sister, might I add. This is delicious, Cherry."
Jenna praised as she enjoyed her waffles with some strawberry syrup.
"I think I'll just take some to go Cherry."
Elena spoke with a small smile as she grabbed a plastic plate.
"Oh?"
"Yeah. Bonnie will be here soon. Don't want to be late and give Tanner a reason to give me detention or something."
"Ah…"
Cherith could definitely understand that. Mr. Tanner was an annoying piece of human excrement that needed to be taken down a notch… or two.
"I heard coffee?"
This time Jeremy walked in, grabbing the cup of coffee Elena has been guarding like an hound and she looked at him exasperatedly.
"Coffee and waffles, which I did not make, by the way, thank you very much! Am I forgetting something? I feel like I'm forgetting something. What am I forgetting?"
Jenna pondered as she stood up, pushing her empty plate away.
"Uh… Lunch money?"
She asked, raising up a rolled 20 dollars which Jeremy quickly nicked when Elena and Cherith shook their heads.
"What else? A number 2 pencil?"
"Don't you have that big presentation to go to?"
Elena finally cut off her rant and Jenna's eyes widened in a panic.
"Oh crap! My thesis advisor's gonna kill me! Sorry guys, I really have to go!"
She replied hurriedly, as she packed her bag and jacket while Elena tried to reassure her.
"It's fine. Go. We'll be good."
As she rushed out the door, Elena turned to a slightly sulking Jeremy who grabbed 2 waffles and was stuffing them in his mouth while Cherith put on her jacket, preparing to head to school.
"Hey… Jere… you okay?"
She asked hesitantly and he glared at her.
"Don't start."
With that, he walked out of the house, Elena sighing and Cherith rolling her eyes. She really wasn't in the mood for sibling fights this morning.
Elena turned to her and Cherith looked at her apprehensively.
"What about you, Cherry?"
Cherith gave her a wry smile.
"I should be asking you that, don't you think?"
Elena smiled sheepishly, remembering the previous night.
She had been crying in bed when Cherith entered her room, both cuddling up and ending up falling asleep.
Cherry stood up after putting all the plates in the sink and walking towards the door.
"Do you need a ride?"
She heard Elena's voice.
"No! I think I'll just head to the bus stop for a walk. See you!"
Cherith Gilbert, or more affectionately dubbed, Cherry, was a 15 year old and the youngest of the Gilbert clan as she called it.
But while she was a part of the clan, she wasn't fully related to Miranda and Grayson, rather, they were her aunt and uncle who took her in after the death of her parents just when she was born.
Her father was Grayson and John Gilbert's younger brother, Christian Gilbert.
He had met Cherith's mother while on a college trip to Wales and he had supposedly 'swept her off her feet'. And a couple of months later when Iola Cadwallader joined him in America, she became pregnant with Cherith.
Christian Gilbert was a man with similar coloring to Grayson Gilbert. With dark brown hair and brown eyes while Iola Cadwallader was a beautiful blonde English woman with bright amethyst eyes similar to purple. While Cherith looked like her mother, from the pale white skin, amethyst doe eyes and small button nose and petite figure, she didn't take after them in hair. Cherith had ruby red wavy hair that she grew out to her waist.
Tragedy struck the night when Cherith was to be born. There was an accident and her father died on impact. Her mother held on for a while till Cherith was born and named before she too passed on.
Because of this, Cherith had always strived to be the best she could be.
And the best, she was indeed.
At the tender age of just 15 years, she was years ahead of her age grade. Presently taking senior classes, her IQ was super impressive and she was very rarely ever wrong.
With the help of her adoptive dad, she took care of the money left to her by her parents and invested it into buying stocks into companies she was interested in.
But at the end of the day… a 15 year old could not be licensed to drive.
Cherith breathed out heavily as she finally made it to school.
Mystic Falls High was filled with teenagers of all ages, shapes and sizes and race.
Everyone laughed as they reunited with friends and the high school status quo was back in session again.
Cherith snorted as she walked into the school, trying to avoid the eyes that followed her, sympathetic or otherwise.
"I can't believe the first class of the year was Math! Math!!"
Leslie Greene scowled as she tore into her lunch that afternoon where she sat outside with her friend, Cherith who snickered.
"It's not that bad…"
Leslie looked at her unamused.
"Easy for you to say! Miss IQ above the charts!"
Cherith grinned, her dimples becoming prominent on her pale skin.
"Not my fault. Don't worry, I'll lend you my notes by weekend."
Leslie grinned at her.
"Oh you're a life saver! Why weren't you born my little sister instead?! Could have saved the trouble of trying to steal you from the Gilberts."
She grouched, her dark brown hair billowing in the wind.
"I am a Gilbert though…"
Leslie waved her off.
"Whatever. Oh! Anyways, did you hear about the new guy?"
She said excitedly.
"Hm? Yeah. Some guy called Salvatore? I've been hearing about him all day!"
Cherith sighed.
Totally understandable of course, it's been a while since a new student had moved to Mystic Falls, or even anyone in general. So it was understandable that everyone was really curious about him.
Cherith almost felt bad for him.
Almost.
Leslie sighed, fanning herself dramatically.
"Oh you should see him! He's a super hunky meal! Too bad he seems to have eyes for your sister though. Ugh! Times like this I wish I was a junior not a senior!"
Cherith looked at her attentively.
"My sister?"
"Yeah. Didn't you know? Apparently they had googly eyes for each other all morning it was insane. Poor Matt though."
Cherith frowned.
Okay, it could be a rumor, but Cherith really hoped that wasn't true.
She was quite a fan of Matt though he was slightly a bore in her opinion, but that didn't mean she wouldn't feel bad for him, especially if it looked like Elena was moving on… and faster than expected.
Maybe this guy was a rebound?
She shook her head.
Maybe this was just a rumor anyways.
"I'm sure it's just a rumor. Besides, you don't know, Caroline might claim him for herself or something."
Leslie snorted.
Before she could speak back though, her name was called.
"Hey Leslie!"
The 2 friends turned to see 2 girls in their year, with smiles on their faces only for Leslie as they beckoned her over.
Leslie sighed.
"Seems like I'm needed. Want to join?"
Cherith grimaced, shaking her head as she looked in the direction of the 2 girls who looked at her uninterested.
"I'd rather not. They don't seem like people I could befriend ever anyways."
Leslie sighed fondly at her as she stood up, grabbing her bag.
"That's what you always say Cherry. Try and open up sometimes why don't you. I'll see you later anyways!"
She jogged off and Cherith watched her go with the 2 girls, all of them chattering excitedly and Cherith sighed as she played with her food.
High school was a dreary place to be.
Apart from the daily dose of drama it brings, being 15 years old and a senior brought you the moniker 'The Odd One' from practically everyone.
And the people Cherith took classes with were basically 2-3 years her senior so they probably saw her as a little girl or something.
Most of them ignored her for the best part and most of them made fun of her occasionally but thankfully there was no bullying of sorts.
At least thanks to Leslie Greene anyways.
Leslie was like her knight in shining armor when she joined them last year.
It had always been difficult for her to click with people her age and so she had been homeschooled until the previous year her parents had convinced her to enroll like a normal student.
It had been difficult, but her siblings had helped her gradually.
Now though… she looked around at students scattered everywhere in the courtyard.
With the unfortunate accident, the 3 siblings were practically all in their own world's, struggling with their own emotions, pains and guilt.
After school, Cherith waved Leslie bye as she headed off to cheerleading practice while Cherith left for home.
She'd always been the more introverted sibling, preferring home and just being on her own.
It hadn't been exactly possible, what with the whole family trying to bring her out of her she'll but now, Cherith was practically more alone than ever… and she was confused on whether or not she preferred this feeling or not.
An hour after she got home, Cherith sat down in the living room, playing some video games when Elena walked in looking slightly upset.
"Hey Lenie"
Cherith greeted her, using the nickname for her sister she'd used ever since she was a child and she decided that the name Elena was too much of a mouth full for her 2 open front teeth.
"Oh, hi Cherry… didn't see you there."
Cherith covered her amusement as her sister sat on the kitchen stool.
"Yeah, I noticed."
"Could you get me the first aid kit?"
At that, Cherith sat up urgently, standing and moving to her sister without pausing her game.
"Is everything alright?"
Elena waved her concern off.
"It's fine. I'm fine. Just a fall and a scrape."
Cherith frowned before nodding and going to grab the first aid kit in the bathroom up the stairs before coming back down and setting it down.
Elena moved to open the box but Cherith slapped her hand away eliciting a cry of surprise from her sister.
"I'll do it Lenie. I know how clumsy you could be when in pain."
Elena looked down at her sister, a mixture of exasperation, amusement and fondness in her eyes.
"I'm the older one here."
Cherith snorted.
"Only in name and you know that… what happened, anyway?"
Elena sighed.
"I fell… It's no biggie."
"… at the cemetery?"
Cherith added hesitantly. Not sure how to bring it up without opening another wound with her sister who was clearly struggling to keep up a happy face.
She looked up at Elena who forced a smile on her face.
"I was just passing by, that's all."
Cherith nodded, eager to change the conversation.
"And what's this I hear about you and some boy named Salvatore?"
Elena's eyes widened.
"How did you…"
"Um, have you forgotten about the gossip mill that is Mystic Falls High??"
She mocked and Elena laughed before she sobered.
"It's nothing serious, really. I was just being a normal, friendly person. Besides… I don't think I'm ready for… that."
She said, shaking her head and Cherith nodded in understanding.
The gossip mill really was something else.
"I can't believe I'm talking about something like this to my 15 year old sister."
She joked as Cherith out the band aid around the now treated wound, covering it up.
"Hey! I'll have you know there's no 15 year old as mature as I am!"
She said in a fake, snooty manner and Elena laughed, Cherith patting her back in her head for a job well done on cheering her sister up.
"Hey, by the way do you maybe want to join me and the girls at the grill this evening?"
Cherith shrugged, not particularly interested but she was craving some burgers anyway.
"Sure. But you pay for my dinner."
Elena rolled her eyes, ruffling her sisters head as she moved to go to her room.
"Just be ready by 7."
Cherith waved her off as she took the kit back to the bathroom and went into her room to take a small nap.
"Dad look out!!"
Cherith screamed at her laughing father who recovered but just a little too late as the car swerved in the storm that night and drove off the Wickery Bridge into the cold waters of the river with a strong impact that practically knocked Cherith out.
"Cherith…Cherith wake up… Cherith!"
Cherith woke up with a gasp as he sister nudged her up that evening, a slightly concerned look on her face.
"Hey, you okay?... You seemed so out of it."
Cherith sighed, pressing a hand to her beating chest to slow it down.
"Yeah. Yeah I'm fine, I just… I must have been super tired."
She lied and Elena nodded with a small grin.
"I bet the thought of burgers and fries will wake you even better. Come on, we're leaving in 10."
She said, standing up and leaving Cherith in her room, staring at nothing in particular.
She idly wondered why she suddenly dreamt of that night again.
She hadn't for a few weeks… yet this dream felt so surreal… like she was reliving it all over again.
"Must be some bad omen"
She muttered under her breath disgruntled as she let out a small grumble of disgust at her hair sticking to her skin with sweat.
Adding that there was no time to take a shower, she put her hair in a ponytail and wore Jean shorts and a wine round neck with a black wooly sweater in her hand in case it got chilly later on, after all she had no idea when Elena and her friends would leave.
Putting on her sneakers, she left her room, walking into Elena who was rushing into her own room with her diary in hand.
Cherith frowned.
"Aren't we leaving now? I'm starving!"
"Oh dear. Can't allow the bottomless pit be even more angered."
Cherith scoffed as she walked past her sisters room, looking into Jeremy's as well and seeing no sign of life.
She shrugged and jogged down the stairs, stopping in front of the door as she saw a stranger she'd never seen before, standing just outside the open door, looking around warily.
As if that wasn't ominous enough, he was dressed in all black and was good-looking.
It was always the good-looking ones.
He noticed her presence and stood straight, about to open his mouth when he looked behind Cherith at the sound of footsteps.
"Oh! Um… Cherith, this is Stefan Salvatore. He'll be joining us. Stefan, this is my little sister, Cherith Gilbert. We call her Cherry though."
Stefan turned to Cherith with a friendly smile and nodded at her.
"Nice to meet you. Cherith. That's a rather rare name."
Cherith nodded awkwardly.
"Uh yeah. It's Hebrew so…"
She shrugged and Elena sighed, side hugging her sister.
"Ignore her, she can be awkward at times."
Stefan smiled amused and cherry huffed, pushing her sister away from her and walking out the door, past Stefan.
"I'm not awkward I'm hungry. And nice to meet you too, I guess."
She mumbled the last part under her breath so as not to sound judgmental to him.
She never noticed the smile Stefan hid as she waited for Elena to unlock her car and got into the backseat.
As Elena drove, the car silent, Cherith looked at the 2 of them suspiciously from behind.
How weird was it that Elena had been so sure of not pursuing anything and suddenly Cherith was the 3rd wheel in whatever it was they had.
Cherith sighed under her breath.
She really didn't want to get involved in… whatever they were.
Cherith's eyes then mistakenly met Stefan's through the rear-view mirror and she immediately looked away, cursing herself for not being as sneaky.
"So, Cherith… how old are you?"
Stefan finally spoke and Cherith sighed.
"15."
Elena sighed as she knew Cherith wouldn't say anything again. She could be rude when she was hungry.
"Ignore her Stefan, she usually has mood swings when she's hungry. She's a perfect angel otherwise."
Cherith scoffed.
"Angel alright."
"She's actually very brilliant. At just 15, she's actually in senior year!"
His eyes widened in surprise.
"Really? That's really impressive."
Cherith shrugged, though she felt a pleasant thrill of pride in her chest.
Who wouldn't when your achievements were being recognized?
"I'm sure anyone could do it."
She waved off, trying to act benign and Elena and Stefan exchanged amused looks.
Cherith sighed in relief as they finally rolled into the Mystic Grill, ignoring her sister and the Salvatore guy… who she'd suddenly forgotten his first name. She cussed under her breath.
"I'll see you slow pokes inside!"
With that, she jogged inside the bar, sighing as the smell of food wafted through her nose.
She spotted a bunch of teenagers scattered around the Grill.
From Elena's friends, to Matt, Tyler Lockwood and even Jeremy was there, seated by a corner like a prowling cat.
Cherith immediately walked up to him, ignoring the commotion Elena and her new friend brought in by walking in together.
Like earlier said… gossip mill.
"Hey Jemmie."
She greeted the boy who sighed in annoyance.
"Stop calling me that."
He grouched as he played with his fries and Cherith ignored him.
He'd been particularly dark ever since the accident, and while he still had a soft spot for Cherith, he was still cold and occasionally harsh as well.
Cherith spotted his black painted chapped nails.
"You should repaint that, it looks hideous like this. I can understand why you're here all alone. Chased the good-looking girls away when they spotted such a bad manicure hm?"
Jeremy scoffed, a side smile on his lips and Cherith grinned, taking it as a job well done.
His gradually brightening eyes darkened though when Vicki Donovan walked past without so much as a greeting.
Cherith frowned.
She knew they'd grown rather close during the summer. She wasn't sure what their friendship was all about but she also knew it was because of the beautiful girl that her brother turned to drugs and that made her dislike her.
She'd always been partial about Vicki Donovan. She'd seen her as a cool kind of girl but that all changed with the usage of drugs and bad taste in men.
How did she know about bad taste in men? It could be with her aunt Jenna, whenever she visited from college when her parents were still alive, she'd always moan and groan about the bad men she'd encountered in all her life.
It was rather amusing, but sad too.
Vicki's clear obsession with Tyler Lockwood was so huge while Tyler only had a slight appreciation for her.
How did she know this?
Leslie was a gossip queen.
She idly wondered what her friend was doing right now.
Maybe she should have called her to hangout with her at the grill and see the Salvatore guy up close and drool.
But Cherith waved her off.
Leslie was a great friend.
Honestly, which 18 year old would take a 15 year old under her wing and become friends with her?
Very rare. Especially in a small, closed off town like Mystic Falls.
"I'll be right back."
Jeremy grumbled, standing up and heading into the bathroom and Cherith's stomach grumbled immediately.
Taking a dry from Jeremy's plate, Cherith also stood up and walked over to her sister's table, waving awkwardly to Matt who gave her a pained smile.
Yikes!
"Hey Lenie. Give me the cash, I want to get myself something to eat."
Cherith greeted, her palm out to her sister who sighed exasperatedly and Bonnie and Caroline smiled at her.
"Hey Cherry."
Bonnie greeted with a large smile and Cherry greeted her back.
Bonnie Bennett was a beautiful mocha skinned girl with green eyes. 17 years old feisty, kind and friendly, though could be opinionated.
And then there was Caroline Forbes.
The queen bee of Mystic Falls High.
She was a bubbly human who tended to be over controlling and bossy and seemed to have insecurities from what Cherith could spot.
"Hi Cherry! Haven't seen you in a while! Have you been staying in your room all the time again??"
Caroline greeted super bubbly but in a rush way.
One thing about Caroline, when she was being nice, she could come off as rude.
But Cherith still felt grateful for her during the time of her parents accident and the Gilbert siblings stayed with the Forbes till Jenna could become their guardian.
Caroline was rude, bossy and annoying at times, heck Elena and her friends were, but Caroline could be compassionate when given the time to be.
This wasn't the time though.
Cherith gave her a wry smile.
"Why Caroline, you know me too well."
She took the 10 dollar bill from Elena and walked back to where Jeremy was, looking back at Elena.
"I'll be over there when you're ready to leave Lennie."
Dream
The sky was dark. A dark black color, and ruby red lightning rumbled and poured everywhere.
The POV came from Cherith herself as she stared around the burnt forest she was around.
At her feet were dead roots, and on her hand was blood.
September 8th.
"So! Will you be going to the party?!"
Leslie asked her as they settled for Trig class that morning and Cherith wrinkled her nose at the odd question.
"What party?"
Leslie sighed at her friend.
"You poor, innocent youngling."
Cherith grinned at her.
"I am young, yes."
"So? You're in your senior year! I assure you I will spoil that innocence before we leave Mystic Falls High."
Cherith rolled her eyes.
"It doesn't matter anyways, my siblings are already giving Jenna a lot of work on her hands… well, Jeremy is… but anyways, I can't afford to give her a heart attack before I turn 18."
Leslie snorted before sighing.
"Fine, fine. I'll give you all the details another day. Maybe this time Mallory Bradley will finally dump Chad Davis and I'll have a chance."
She wished dramatically and Cherith rolled her eyes.
"Not gonna happen. Mallory knows the multitude of girls after Davis and so she's going to hog him till possibly after graduation."
Leslie sighed darkly.
"The bitch."
Cherith chuckled before quieting as the teacher walked in and classes started.
At The Party
"I like Bonnie. She seems like a good friend."
Stefan said to Elena where they stood at the bridge by the party.
Elena smiled.
"Probably the best friend you could ever have."
He nodded.
"And your sister, Cherith. She's…adorable."
Elena laughed.
"That's what you think. That's hat everyone thinks and I understand why. Her looks make her stand out a lot, like Snow White in a... dreary town. She is that beautiful in an innocent way. But get to know her and you'll realize she's someone to be very wary of. She can be vengeful when she wants to be."
Stefan frowned.
"She didn't seem that way though."
"Yes. She's… been through a lot. She isn't my biological sister. She's my cousin."
Stefan looked at her in surprise.
"My dad's younger brother is actually her dad. But the day she was to be born, there was an accident. A car accident… that's how she got to be with us. You know… saying that now, it makes me feel bad for her."
Elena looked up at him sadly.
"She basically lost 2 sets of parents to the same thing…"
Stefan nodded understandingly.
"She seems like a very strong girl though… I feel like she could fight her way through it, just looking at her."
Elena gave him a smile.
"Me too…"
"And um… Matt. He can't seem to uh… take his eyes off us…"
Stefan added from where he'd spotted Matt and Elena sighed.
"Matt's that friend since childhood that you start dating because you owe it to yourselves to see if you can be more…"
"And?"
He asked, rather curious.
"And then my parents died, and everything changes. Anyway, Matt and I, together we just, I don't know, it wasn't, um...it wasn't..."
"Passionate?"
He guessed and Elena looked at him in surprise, another emotion in her eyes.
"No… no, it wasn't… passionate…"
They stared at each other intently and before Elena thought something would happen, she noticed something wrong with Stefan's eyes.
She frowned in concentration.
"Hey, um… are you okay? Your eyes… they're…it just…"
Stefan immediately looked away from her, squeezing his eyes, blinking repeatedly.
"Oh, um… Yeah, no. It's um, it's nothing. Are you thirsty? I'm gonna get you a drink."
With that, he rushed off, leaving Elena slightly confused.
It was slightly suffocating for Cherith as she slept.
She twisted and turned in her sleep as she suddenly found herself in the car with her parents and Elena.
This time, she remembered some conversations they'd had.
"So it's over between you and Matt?"
Cherith asked, munching on a cupcake.
"Cherry! A little nicer!"
Miranda chided her last born who shrugged and Grayson sighed, though a small smile was on his face.
"It's okay Elena. What Cherry is trying to say is that men are scum."
Elena looked at her dad weirdly.
"Aren't you one?"
"Please. I'm a father. There's a difference"
Elena and Miranda exchange amused glances between themselves through the rear-view mirror.
"Are you two making fun of me?"
He asked and Cherith gestured towards Miranda and Elena.
"No dad, they're probably marveling at your mighty prowess at being a father."
The others burst into laughter and Grayson turned slightly about to talk when she saw something that made her scream out.
"Dad! Look out!"
The car swerved over the Wickery Bridge and into the cold river.
Cherith woke up with a gasp, her heart beating super fast and sweating, her t-shirt soaked.
It was quiet in the house, indicating her siblings were probably not back yet and Jenna was probably worrying about her inability to be a good guardian.
Cherith sighed as she sat up, rubbing at her head, her ruby hair falling around her as she groaned, wondering why she'd been having these… dreams, lately.
The ringing of her phone brought her out of her musings as she picked it up to check the caller ID.
Leslie
"Why are you here?"
Stefan gritted out, staring at his brother, slightly angry but also apprehensive.
Damon though, only gave him a smile as he walked around the room.
"I miss my little brother"
"That's a lie. I know just how much you hate small towns. It's boring. Nothing for you to do."
Damon shrugged.
"I've managed to keep myself busy."
Stefan's eyes hardened.
"You know you left that girl alive tonight. Pretty clumsy of you, don't you think?"
Damon smirked.
"Ah, but… that's your problem."
Stefan sighed, tired of Damon trying to avoid his question.
"Why are you here now?"
Damon grinned.
"I could ask you the same question. However, I am, fairly certain your answer could be summed up into one word. Elena."
His animalistic grin as he answered, was foreboding to Stefan.
"Hello?"
She groggily spoke.
"Oh my God! Cherry, you would not believe what happened at the party!"
Cherith sighed, a small smile playing on her lips.
She should have expected that.
"Let me guess, I was wrong and Mallory broke up with Chad? Or was it the other way round?"
Leslie snorted.
"Oh I wish! It's even much better! Apparently Vicki Donovan was attacked by some animal in the woods!"
She chattered excitedly and suddenly, Cherith's grogginess was gone as she sat upright straight.
"What?? Is she okay?"
"I don't know, the ambulance was called and oh my God! You should have seen the blood! I didn't see much before the cops came and shut the party down. Oh wow! It was intense!"
Cherith became concerned, especially with her siblings not home yet.
Were they okay?
"Did you see Jeremy and Elena? Are they okay?"
"Sorry Cherry. Didn't spot them. But I think Vicki was the only one attacked. Although… I did hear it was the both of them that found her."
Cherith stood up from bed, heading to her door.
"I'll call you later Leslie, I have to go. Aunt's calling."
Cherith cut the call and rushed down the stairs just in time to see the front door open and in came Jeremy and Elena.
Cherith sighed in relief, stopping halfway down the stairs and sitting on it.
Jenna came from the living room, a slightly frustrated look on her face.
"You two! I have been super worried!"
Jeremy didn't even bother to respond as he stomped up the stairs, a devastated look on his tipsy face as he passed Cherith by.
Elena looked at him, tired and sighed as she turned to Jenna to probably explain all that had happened and Cherith headed into Jeremy's room, knocking softly before entering.
"Hey Jemmie… you okay?"
He sat on his desk chair, not answering and Cherith sighed, walking into the room and flopping on his bed, crossing her legs together.
"I heard about what happened… was it… will she be okay?"
Jeremy sighed, ignoring her and when it seemed like he wouldn't answer, Cherith stood up, about to leave the room when he finally spoke up.
"There was… a lot of blood, Cherry. Her neck. It took a bite out of her."
He whispered like he was pained and Cherith's brow burrowed in concentration.
"The animal bit her neck?"
Jeremy nodded.
"Yeah, it just…"
He sighed.
"Sorry Cherry. It's just… I guess seeing her in so much pain brought back memories…"
About their mum and dad. He didn't need to complete the sentence for her to know what he was talking about.
Cherith walked back to his bed and sat on it.
"She'll be fine. I mean, it's Vicki. She's a crackhead."
Jeremy turned a furious glare at her and she raised her hands at him.
"Hey! You know what I mean. She bounced back when things happen. And she has Matt too anyways…"
She shrugged.
She might not like Vicki, but that didn't mean she wanted her killed too.
Cherith was cold but she wasn't that cold.
Jeremy rolled his eyes, relaxing and nodding before he looked at her strangely.
"Get out of my room, you look like a troll with voluminous hair."
Cherith looked at him with a pout as she stood up and put her tongue out at him as she walked away.
"It's my fault for coming to meet you. Goodnight Jemmie."
"Stop calling me that!"
His sigh as she left the room made Cherith grin.
But dear readers, you know what they say sometimes. 'Let the sleeping dogs lie' or even 'don't poke a bear'.
Sometimes, some people who bring chaos wherever they go, sometimes end up meeting it itself and getting consumed by it's power.
It may not happen immediately, but yes. They will learn not to trample on the feet of chaos itself.
Hi Guys!!*
I started a Vampire Diaries fanfic with a little touch of the Marvel Universe sprinkled into it.
Even if you aren't a fan of The MCU, I assure you, you'd still be able to read this.
There's no Avengers whatsoever in this.
It's basically a tale of what happens if a Scarlet Witch was born in another universe.
Hope you enjoy!
Please comment on if I should keep going!