Damon Pov

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"Oh, you got here pretty fast," I said, trying to block Klaus from Stefan.

Klaus continued to walk forward, knocking me to the ground in the process.

I was expecting to have my neck snapped, or at least my heart ripped out.

I looked up and dusted my clothes free of dirt. Stefan was going to have to buy me a drink later for all the damn problems he caused me.

I got back up and put my hands on Klaus' shoulders, trying to at least, delay him because I knew that I wouldn't last very long.

He shoved me away from him with such force that I lost my barrings and almost became apart of the ground.

"Klaus, wait! He doesn't remember last night or Luna."

Klaus stopped and briefly looked at Stefan, who held his hands up in a defensive position. "I do not know who Luna is."

I sighed in relief. Klaus retracted his fangs and walked back. His eyes were their normal color, but he still looked hostile enough to kill.

"Hey, have you seen Luna? Is she doing any better?"

I was worried about my friend, whom I treated like a daughter. That's what she was to me. Klaus took a deep breath, "She is the same, although her heart beats slower every second and her skin is like ice. When I find Genevieve..."

He didn't finish. He was so upset he couldn't exactly say what he wanted to do to her.

Klaus then disappeared, and Stefan walked out into the clearing with a confused expression on his face.

"He must really care about her..." Stefan hummed, and I looked at him.

Noticing that there was a wistfulness tone in his voice.

I smiled, feeling less tense as I looked over at my brother, "You have no idea..."

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Hayley Pov

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I frowned as I was looking at my phone. I had tried to call Rebekah and Elijah, even Klaus, but the signal wasn't going through. I wished Luna was here so I could apologize. I had been a little too hard on her. I mean technically she was my age maybe a year younger. Physically she was only 17, almost 18. At least she was 17 and not 15 like I was.

I looked up at Jackson, who was now walking towards the road. A motorcycle appeared, and I knew something wasn't right.

People didn't just discover this part of the bayou.

You had to want to find it.

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Luna Pov

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"You won't wake up, you know, at least until the poison is out of your system."

I opened my eyes and sat up, and blinked twice, just to make sure I wasn't seeing things.

I jumped, the voice came repeating. I vaguely recognized it to be the voice of my mother.

I rolled off the couch, and onto the floor. I tried not to panic as I inspected myself. My skin had this weird glowy aura around it. I looked back at the couch. I could see that my skin was paler than usual, and I wasn't breathing normally, like I was supposed to. Something was wrong, with me.

I looked around the room to see Rebekah pacing around the room, and Elijah was sitting in a chair writing in his journal.

I tried to get his attention or even Rebekah's by yelling or even getting in front of them.

"They can't see or hear you. I hope you know that."

I turned around to see an older version of my mother. She was now in her early twenties and not her teens like she was in that dream-like forest.

"Mom?"

She smiled, and I did too.

Her presence was comforting.

I walked up to hug her, worried that I couldn't, but I could. She was solid and smelled like strawberries. It was a scent that made me feel relieved and reassured.

My mom was here, I was okay now.

"What happened?"

I pulled away and looked at my mother. She was standing by me, smiling at my sleeping form.

"You have been poisoned. It won't kill you though it's supposed to, but it won't. Your body will fight off the poison. You will just be unconscious for some time. When you wake up, you might be weak and feel a little nauseous. Other than that, you should be fine. Given your status as a hybrid, you are harder to kill. Your mind is harder to enter, and as you get older, it will become nearly impossible. One of the perks of being my daughter." I swallowed worriedly.

Some time. Some time could be days, weeks, months, years.

"How long is some time?" My mother glanced up at me and then back down at my other form.

"You should wake up in about 3 hours." I sighed and put my head in my hands, "Can I speed it up somehow because something is wrong. I can feel it."

My mother smiled sadly at me. "Yes, there is a way. There is practically always a way to get what you want. I just hoped that you would maybe want to spend a little time with your mother. Maybe learn a thing or two that can help you."

I nodded and smiled, not wanting to hurt her feelings. "Well, after everything with Stefan, I could use some help or some advice."

"I realize that it wasn't his fault that he hurt me because Genevieve was controlling but-"

"Knowing that Genevieve was controlling him shouldn't make what he was forced to do hurt any less. You have every right to feel hurt, disgusted, and afraid. Nobody is going to shame you for that. It was not either of your faults."

"I just feel lost."

"It's okay to feel that way. You might not be okay right now, but you will be. One day you are going to change everything, possibly even the world. Today is not that day. That day won't come until your ready, and when you are, you'll know. For now, you have to take care of yourself. It's great being a martyr and all, but taking care of yourself is important to."

I opened my mouth to say something, but she smiled and shook her head stopping me.

"Your selflessness and self-sacrificing go about of things is something you must have gotten from your father. I know you did not get that from me. I admire that, just like I admired Jason for that. I tried it a couple of times and didn't understand it. I only understood when I had you, held you for the first time. I didn't want anyone to hurt you. It wasn't about me anymore."

I noticed that there was a chance in her voice. No longer light and lilting. There were emotions, sadness, and something I couldn't identify.

"Because you were mine, and no one else's. You were my baby..."

Without even thinking I hugged my mother. She needed it, I needed it.

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"You have to take care of yourself before you can even begin to care for someone else. Carrying yourself isn't easy, especially after all of what happened to you. If you don't learn to balance the things in your life then everything will become unstable, unsteady, and you will fall apart. The anger, the pain, the stress, and the darkness will become you..."

"By balance you mean to plan everything out like on calendars?"

She shook her head and put a hand on my shoulder.

"No, sweetie, I don't mean for you to try to plan things out. Somethings yes but not everything. Balance is necessary, almost as much as breathing. You need to learn to balance yourself, the people you love, and anything that might happen. You have to be ready for whatever might come next. Whether it's the end of the world or a rogue vampire. Over time you will understand how important balance is in your life."

I nodded, smiling. Balance was good, even vital. I needed to take care of myself before jumping into anything for anyone. She was right, about everything. Including the fact that I had to be ready for whatever came next.

I felt a shock go through me, and I caught the wall feeling myself begin to fall. My mother bent over to me worriedly, but I couldn't hear her. There was a ringing noise in my ears. Everything seemed to darken, and when I opened my eyes I wasn't in the compound but at the bayou:

The sun was bright, so on instinct, I put my hands up to block it. I heard some arguing, so naturally, I ran in that direction. I saw Hayley and Jackson asking some questions to a man who acted all sluggishly like a zombie. He then brought out something, it looked like a remote, but I couldn't see clearly. Everything was shaking it felt like someone was trying to pull me, but I wanted to stay, had to stay. I had to know what happened next. I opened my eyes just in time to see the man push the button, and Jackson pushed Hayley out of the way before everything blew up.

My mom was hovering over me her wild curly hair was pulled back into a ponytail, and she had tear stains around her puffy red eyes. She hugged me when I sat up. I crawled on the floor to my sleeping body and saw that my nose and eyes were bleeding. I looked at my mother who didn't say anything.

Did she know what about what I had seen?

"I have to get back, now. Something bad is about to happen. People are going to die."

My mother nodded in understanding, but I could tell from her expression that she was still unhappy. "Luna, take deep calm breaths, this is going to help you." I nodded and tried to calm down.

"Okay, now you have to force yourself to wake up. Use something to motivate you."

I nodded and closed my eyes thinking about how I needed to get there, how much Hayley and my pack needed me. How much my unborn niece needed me.

Everything was fading, even my mother, but I could still hear her voice echoing, "Remember Luna, the future is not always clear. The presentations you have are hardly clear. What you see may be true or misleading. Be careful...I love you..."

I tried to open my eyes, but it felt like something was holding them down.

Ugh...I hated feeling so weak.

I couldn't help but gasp as I sat up. There was a nauseous feeling in my stomach. It could have either been from the poison or my nervousness of messing up.

Rebekah and Elijah were there hovering over me, but I paid them no mind as I made my way towards the exit. I had no time for conversation. Hayley and everyone else could die, and I wasn't about to let that happen.

I ran out, ignoring the people's looks. I ran to the bayou, my legs shaking and on fire from the effort. I could barely breathe it was boiling outside.

I had finally reached the tree line, I took a deep breath. I had no choice but to go in. My heartfelt like it was about to jump out of my chest, because of the brisk exertion I had made getting here.

It was difficult trying to find my way through the thick brush and trees. Everyone was giving me weird looks, but I ignored them, I had to get to Hayley. I had to save her and the baby.

Saving them and everyone else is what kept me going instead of collapsing from exhaustion and pain on the spot.

I could see her and Jackson talking to the man. The same man who blew everyone up.

There was no time to yell.

I only had one other option. This was it.

My chance, my shot, to save everyone.

I ran up the hill and tackled the man to the ground, but it was too late he had already pushed the button.

There was a big sound, a boom really. A blinding light had appeared along with it.

My ears were ringing, and I cried out as I covered them. The painful ringing wouldn't go away.

I could feel things inside my body. Hard like metal, things that weren't supposed to be there.

I couldn't move anything, not even my fingers. The burning feeling started occurring, and all I wanted to do was die. Even if I wasn't already...