Our Eternity Begins
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Sarah: welcome back to Chapter 3 of Our Eternity Begins. I'm sure everyone's curious how closely this story is going to follow Season 2. I'll tell you now: not very; just a few major scenes from the first few episodes before Katherine realizes that Elena is now a vampire and as such can't be used by Klaus for his ritual. Anyways, enough spoilers. Time for review replies and the story.
REVIEW REPLIES
Leann Nickerson: glad you enjoyed the changes I made from Season 2. As for your question about the Originals showing up, well, we'll have to wait and see what my muse comes up with. Here's the next chapter.
HoneySexy: glad you realized that now Elena and Caroline are a vampire family because it was Elena's blood that turned her. But you can't forget that it was Damon's blood that turned Elena, so yeah, he's also part of the family. Here's the next chapter.
amazing Aisha: so glad you like this. Hope you continue to enjoy what I write.
shnicky87: actually, Katherine has no idea Elena's a vampire. She's doing these things because she thinks Elena is still human and she can use her to barter with the Originals. That's all the spoilers I'm giving. Here's the next chapter.
Chapter 3
Becoming a Super-Vampire
Starting the morning following our discovering what Katherine had done to Caroline, Damon starts training me and Caroline while Stefan tries to talk Bonnie around to making Caroline a daylight ring. He had already started some stuff with me in the months leading up to Founder's Day, as Katherine had with him. Caroline had called her mom last night when we got to the boarding house and told her that she would be spending a few days with me 'to help me overcome my grief over my uncle's death', as was her excuse.
Because Damon had already been training me even before my transition, I help explain things to Caroline in a way she can understand rather than Damon's strictly to-the-point instructions. Damon's surprised at how quickly Caroline and I manage to catch on to the ways of our new lives as vampires. One thing that perked both me and Caroline up tremendously was gaining the knowledge that we can now drink as much alcohol as we want without suffering the consequences a human would.
Finally, as the first afternoon starts drawing to a close, Stefan shows up with Bonnie. What had he said to her that got her to agree so quickly to make Caroline a daylight ring? I doubt I'll ever find out.
It isn't long before Caroline has her ring and Damon and I've kicked Bonnie out because we're both still pissed at her over what her actions allowed to happen Founder's Day. Making Caroline's ring earned her some brownie points with me, but Bonnie still has a long way to go to regain my friendship. I know Damon will never make the mistake of trusting Bonnie again but I think she has finally learned not to betray me.
As it is, it still takes several days before my training is complete and then Damon and I tag-team Caroline for three more days before he deems her ready to face the world at large.
It's only when Caroline's training is complete and she's gone back to her mom's that Damon and I agree we can't procrastinate any longer before using the spells Gemma left us on each other. We can both sense a storm brewing on the horizon and know instinctively that if we are to survive relatively unscathed, we have to have the powers those spells will give us.
Damon and I are now in our room with the journal Damon had transferred Gemma's messages to us into. I watch him as he locates the message that includes the spell. It doesn't take long. I can see that whatever spell had been blocking the spells I am to use on him had gone away, though I sense that I will need whatever power is granted to me by the spells he is to cast on me first before I can cast them.
Damon looks into my eyes. "Are you sure you're ready?" he asks me. "She said there'll be side-effects when I cast these spells on you."
I nod, determination filling me to the brim. "Let's get it over with," I say. "We can't keep postponing it."
Damon sighs and begins to cast the first spell. I can feel his incredible Power swirling around us as he casts it. Suddenly, as soon as he finishes it, I collapse while crying out in pain as it feels like every my body is being remade, cell-by-cell. A million confusing images buffet my brain, nearly driving me mad. Sensations I have never experienced become a part of me as my memories of my entire existence is rewritten to include new, unidentifiable senses that the spell grants me.
"Elena!" Damon cries, dropping the journal.
"Keep going!" I manage to get out around the overload on my brain and body. "Don't stop!"
Thanks to our jewelry, I sense his strong desire to argue with me but he knows it's futile. He knows as well as I do that he has to finish casting the other two spells. The second spell causes sparks of ice blue electricity to roll over my body and blindingly bright orbs of light tinted ice blue to appear around us. I can tell by the drain on my Power that I'm causing these effects, though I don't yet know how I'm doing it nor how to stop it. Both the orbs of light and the electricity are a match in color for Damon's beautiful eyes. I can feel my Power grow so tremendously and rapidly that it's a wonder my body isn't torn to shreds by it.
As soon as Damon casts the third spell, I find my brain flooded with so much new knowledge that I can barely contain it. Knowledge of how to use my new powers and the powers Damon will be granted as well. And even knowledge of other things, things that make me cringe to think about for long. The pain my body had been in since the first spell slowly subsides and I use my newfound knowledge to stop the powers I was using instinctively. I lay on our bed, gasping like I was a human who had run a marathon they had never prepared for. And I feel like that hypothetical human as well. For the first time since I became a vampire, I am completely and utterly worn out.
Damon gathers me in his arms, holding me close. Finally, I manage to catch my breath again. "I understand now," I whisper. I sense Damon's confusion.
"Understand what?" he demands.
I know he would never get it, not until I cast the spells I must cast on him. "You'll understand, too, as soon as I've recovered enough to cast the spells I need to cast on you," I say, knowing I sound mysterious to him.
"How can you even cast those spells? The ones I had to cast used a great deal of my Power and I've been building it up since the day I was turned," he protests. "You're only a newborn. You don't have that kind of Power available to you."
"The spells change us, Damon," I say by way of explanation. "It changes us from mere vampires into something more. I've now got more Power in just my pinky than any normal vampire ever will no matter how long they live."
This confuses him greatly until I decide to let out a tiny sliver of my new Power for him to sense. That 'tiny sliver' of Power is more than enough to destroy an entire continent if I so wanted to. And that's hardly a drop in my incredible Power now. Damon gasps in shock, his horror as the reality of how powerful I am now radiating at me powerfully through our jewelry.
I agree, in a way, that he has a right to be horrified. No being in existence should ever have been allowed to be granted this much power. Only the Seer is stronger than Damon and I would be combined once I cast the spells upon him. And She is bound tightly by the rules of Fate forced upon Her. We are not.
Now we finally both understand why Damon was warned by Gemma to never turn off his humanity again once we gain these powers. The monster he had been at the start of the school year could never be trusted with such strength at his disposal. And as the older vampire in our mating bond, he's the leader. Whatever he does or doesn't do, I will follow only too willingly.
I recover from the ordeal of gaining all this power and knowledge slowly, taking several hours and multiple blood bags to overcome the shock my system had suffered. Finally, shortly after midnight, I turn to Damon. "It's time," I say. I can sense the immediate and complete rebellion of everything within him against going through what I had. I kiss him tenderly on the lips. "It's okay, Damon. Everything will be fine. I know it will," I assure him.
He takes a steadying breath and hands me the journal, opened to the page with the spells I will need to cast on him. "Go ahead," he says through grit teeth as he braces himself.
As soon as I complete the first spell, he collapses in pain with his own cry of agony. Everything in me demands that I go to him, ease his suffering somehow. But I know the only way to do that will be to complete the other two spells. So unlike Damon, I push aside the instinct to tend to my mate and continue reciting the next spell. I can comfort him afterwards the third one is complete.
The electricity and orbs of blinding light he instinctively lets off after the completion of the second spell are tinted brown, the same shade of brown as my eyes. I wonder at that but press forward. At last, I complete the third and final spell I am to cast upon him, knowing instinctively this spell will grant him the same knowledge and easing of suffering I was granted.
As Damon returns to his senses, I pull him into my arms and whisper soothing nonsense to him. He lays in my embrace a while, gasping for air he doesn't really need.
Suddenly, I hear his thoughts, as the telepathic powers we were 'graced' with kick in. I hear him put a label on what we have become: super vampires. "I agree," I whisper in his ear, letting him know I can hear his thoughts. "We will have to be very careful from here on. We now have the power to destroy everything if we're don't."
We both would have to concentrate to block each other from our thoughts now. I don't bother concentrating to block him out, letting him hear my inner worries about how dreadfully powerful we are now.
'We must have been the imperial king and queen that Gemma so revered in her time,' I think at him.
He agrees. I discover by his thoughts that he had suspected so since we first read Gemma's messages to us and now he's just as sure as I am that it's true. "Gemma said that our powers won't even reach full strength until after we've had them several decades," he says as the memory comes upon him suddenly.
Fear tightens my throat as horror descends upon me at that realization. Damon feels my horror and fear and agrees with it. If we're this powerful now, how much more powerful will we be before the century is out? We both dread the answer with equal force.
Sarah: I know you've all been wondering since the chapter in the last books with Gemma's messages to them what sort of powers they will gain from those spells. Now you know just the tip of the iceberg. More powers will appear over the course of this book and the next. Review and tell me what you think.
