A/N: This was a fic request from a friend and I started to work on it when the muses for my stories A Love Across Timeand Mates and other such thingsdecided to get black out drunk and pass out.
Disclaimer: I do not, in any shape or form, own The Vampire Diaries.
Sapphira Calixta Gilbert was born on All Hallows Eve 1988 to Greyson and Miranda Gilbert. Sapphira's birth was hard on both the mother and the baby which resulted in Miranda having a hard time conceiving more children, not impossible but hard.
Sapphira, called Ira by her family and friends, was a happy child, with dark almost blood red hair and very unusual eyes, they were an almost icy blue with brown exploding like a starburst from the pupil.
The first time something strange happened was when Ira was 4 years old and she had drawn a picture to give to her parents.
"Mama, pitur fo yo." Ira held out a crudely drawn picture to her mother.
"Thank you honey." Miranda smiled at her daughter. "Can you explain who is who?"
"Yah." Ira gave a toothy smile. "Tha is papa, an tha is yo mama, an tha is me an tha is Elena." Ira pronounced Elena very carefully.
"Who's Elena, honey?" Miranda asked.
"My lil siser," Ira beamed. "I be vey good big siser."
Miranda and later Greyson just thought Ira really wanted a little sibling but when June arrived and a pregnant teenage runaway came into Greyson's clinic and gave birth to a baby girl that later got the name Elena, they were really shocked.
As the years continued Ira would keep saying or drawing things that would later happen, which freaked them out a tiny bit but they loved her so they tried to keep her gifts a secret from the rest of the town.
In early January in the year 1994 Ira, who was now 6, came bouncing down the stairs in happiness and hugged Miranda around the waist.
"I love you." Ira said into Miranda's stomach.
"I love you to, honey." Miranda stroked Ira's hair.
"I love you to mama but I wasn't talking to you," Ira smiled up at her mom. "I was talking to Jeremy."
"Ho jemy?" Elena asked from her playpen.
"Jeremy is our baby brother."
"Wer jemy?" Elena looked around the room as if she was searching for their brother.
"Jeremy is in mamas' tummy." Ira explained with a smile.
Elena looked at Miranda's stomach horrified, "Yo ate jemy!" And then she started to cry and Miranda picket her up with a laugh while trying to explain that she didn't eat Jeremy.
Over the passing years Ira became a very good artist, able to draw and paint very lifelike pictures. Most of the time it was just pictures of inconspicuous things like an older looking Jeremy, Aunt Jenna with an unknown handsome blond man or Elena in a dress she hadn't bought yet.
That all changed when Ira was 13. She had spent hours painting, not registering when anyone talked to her and when Greyson force her to eat dinner away from her painting before she was done, she spent the entire meal distracted and mostly unresponsive.
When the painting was done it depicted a tall, lean, blond man with a dimpled smile and mischief in his stormy eyes. That the man was cover in blood and standing on a pile of corpses was not something that bothered Ira.
"Who is that?" Greyson asked as he looked at the finished painting horrified.
"I don't know." Ira shrugged. "I haven't met him yet."
"Do you have to paint things that hasn't happen yet?" Greyson asked.
"I don't have to, no." Ira looked at him with eyes older than her thirteen years. "But it's a way for me to sort out the information in my head."
A couple of weeks after that she stopped showing of her painting to her parent and Elena, the only one who was allowed to see them were Jeremy and he had been sworn to secrecy. Having seen her father cut up a living being while said being screamed in pain in her dreams made Ira stop talking to everyone but Jeremy for a while.
Ira knew her gift was confusing to most, because most of the time she just knew stuff without knowing how she knew, other times she had very detailed dreams and sometimes she even got flashes while she was awake.
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"Sapphi?" A 11-year-old Jeremy asked as he came into her studio, which was located in the basement of the Gilbert house.
"Hey, Jemy." Ira smiled at her little brother. She loved both of her siblings but she would always have a special place in her heart for Jeremy.
"Can I stay down here with you?" Jeremy asked softly. "Elena have Caroline and Bonnie over and they are just girls."
"If you had failed to notice, brother-mine, I am a girl to." Ira smirked at Jeremy.
"But you are bad ass, you know material arts and kickboxing!" Jeremy said with admiration. "You are not one of those girly girls that only talk about boys and makeup."
"The only boy in my life is you, Jemy." Ira hugged him and then she gave him some art supplies so he could draw to.
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When Ira was 21, she got custody of Jeremy after their parents died, while aunt Jenna got custody of Elena. Ira tried to stop the accident, even going so far as to begging for a family night so everybody would be home and play boardgames. Sadly, Elena snuck out anyway to go to some fucking party!
Thanks to her gift Ira was able to prevent Jeremy from taking the drug path after their parents died. She just had to show him one of her newest paintings, which was of Jeremy holding hands with someone. You couldn't tell if the person was male or female but the smile on Jeremys face was of pure happiness, showing that the pain he was feeling now wouldn't always be so heavy.
Ira was knocked out of her reminiscing by a knock on her window, she put down the sketchbook she was drawing in and went to open the window.
"Enzo." Ira smiled as she let the vampire in.
"Hello, love." Enzo smiled at her. Ever since she rescued him from Augustine when she was 16, he had promised to protect her.
"How are you?" Ira sat back down on her bed and picked up her sketch book.
"I'm doing well, thanks for asking." Enzo sat down beside her and looked at her sketch. "That's Damon."
"Yeah, I think he'll be here soon." Ira hummed.
"He left me to, in the best case; die in a fire." Enzo growled. "Worst case; be tortured for the rest of eternity."
"I know." Ira looked at Enzo sadly. "But I feel like there is something missing. From what I have Seen of him, he isn't the sort of person who would leave a friend to suffer."
"I'll trust you on this then, like I usually do." Enzo put his arm around Ira in a one-armed hug.
"Who is it?" Ira called out when there was a knock on her door.
"Jeremy." Came the reply from the other side.
"Come in and close the door." Ira smiled as her little brother followed her instructions.
"Hey Enzo." Jeremy smiled.
"Hello Jeremy." Enzo nodded back.
Ira had told Jeremy early on about vampires and the supernatural, teaching him about vervain and wolfsbane as soon as she herself learned. That also meant that Jeremy was the only one who knew about Enzo and his friendship with Ira.
"First day of school tomorrow, you excited?" Enzo asked.
"Nah, not really." Jeremy shrugged. "I can't wait until I'm done with high school."
"From what I've heard, that is what most kids your age say." Enzo chuckled.
"Not all of us can be old men, you know." Jeremy teased back.
"I'm like fine wine, I get better with age." Enzo smirked.
"Ira?" The door opened and Jenna stuck her head through the door and at Ira's glare she looked down apologetically. "I did it again, I'm so sorry!"
"It's okay Jenna." Ira smiled tightly. The two of them had agreed early on that Ira calling Jenna, who was only four years older than Ira, aunt just felt weird. "What can I help you with?"
"I hate to ask, but are you cooking tonight or are we ordering in?" Jenna smiled a little embarrassed. Ira was the only one in the Gilbert household that could cook properly, Jenna herself could burn water and Elena was almost just as bad, at least Jeremy was learning from Ira and could make some easier meals.
"I'll cook." Ira laughed softly.
"Thank you." Jenna breathed out then she turned to look at Enzo. "Is your friend staying for dinner?"
"If he wants to." Ira smiled.
"I would be delighted." Enzo agreed with a nod.
"Good, then you and Jeremy can help me cook." Ira smirked and got up. "By the way, Jenna this is Lorenzo St. John, Enzo this is my aunt, who is more like a sister, Jenna Sommers."
"It's nice to finally meat you, Miss. Sommers." Enzo smiled. "My friends call me Enzo."
"Nice to meet you to Enzo and you can call me Jenna." Jenna smiled back.
Around fifteen minutes later Ira was making Pad Thai with Enzo and Jeremy helping, while Jenna sat at the breakfast bar watching them.
"So, how old are you Enzo?" Jenna asked with a smirk.
"Twenty-seven." Enzo said with a hidden wink towards Ira and Jeremy.
"So how did you and Ira meet?" Jenna wanted to know.
"Ira saved my life around five years ago." Enzo smiled softly as he looked at Ira.
"She saved your life?" Jenna gasped.
"She found me when I had been pretty hurt by some people and snuck me out of there with the people who hurt me none the wiser." Enzo told Jenna.
"Sapphira, you're a hero?" Jenna asked with a proud look in her eyes.
"I didn't do much." Ira shrugged with a blush.
"You are my hero." Enzo kissed her on the cheek.
"Aww." Jenna cooed.
"What's going on here?" Elena asked as she came into the kitchen.
"Elena, good, you are just in time for dinner." Ira smiled at her sister.
"Elena this is Enzo, a friend of Ira's." Jenna introduced with a smirk.
"Lorenzo St. John." Enzo held his hand out towards Elena.
"Elena Gilbert." Elena shook his hand in greeting.
"Jeremy could you be so kind as to set the table?" Ira asked.
"Absolutely." Jeremy went to work setting the table.
"Jenna, Enzo, do you guys want wine, water or milk to drink?" Ira looked between them.
"Water is fine, thank you." Enzo smiled and sat down at the table.
"Water for me to." Jenna nodded.
"Elena?" Ira asked her younger siblings.
"Do we have any soda?" Elena wondered.
"Yup." Ira placed the soda on the table.
"Jeremy?" Ira hummed.
"Can I also have wine?" Jeremy asked with a teasing smirk.
"Oh, absolutely." Ira smiled brightly at him. "In about, three to four years."
"In that case I'll have soda." Jeremy laughed.
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Later that night Ira and Enzo were on their way back up to Ira's room, Ira froze with a gasp, her eye turning completely white. Enzo carefully but quickly helped Ira into her room, knowing she was having a vision or something of the future.
The vision lasted for around five minutes and then Ira sagged against Enzo with a groan. "How do you feel about helping me Molotov a tomb full of desiccated vampires?"
"This the same tomb that Damon told me about where his long-lost love Kathrine is?" Enzo hummed.
"Probably, except Kathrine isn't in the tomb and has never been." Ira got up and started to get ready for bed. As she pulled up her long, blood red hair into a messy bun, Enzo could see the lotus flower tattoo at the back of her neck.
"Wait, Kathrine isn't in the tomb?" Enzo looked confused. "By the way, nice tattoo."
"Nope, she just abandoned Damon and Stefan to save herself." Ira told him. "And thanks, it was done with vervain."
"A tattoo with vervain is quite ingenious and Damon is going to be crushed." Enzo said, not really caring.
"Are you hungry?" Ira asked gently.
"Somewhat." Enzo murmured.
Ira sat down in front of Enzo and tilted her head to the side, exposing her long neck in a silent offer.
Enzo softly kissed her neck before he bit down carefully. Ira's blood was one of the best things he had ever tasted in his entire life, it filled him with warmth and power like nothing else.
"Thank you." Enzo said as he pulled back after licking her neck clean.
"You know you only have to ask." Ira smiled at him. "I'm going to go brush my teeth, be right back."
"You staying the night?" Ira asked softly when she came back from the bathroom.
"As long as I get cuddles." Enzo smiled.
"You know I'm a whore for cuddles." Ira laughed and climbed into bed and waited for Enzo to be done in the bathroom. "There is a new toothbrush under the sink."
"Thank you." Enzo said as he crawled into Ira's bed in only his boxers.
"Anytime." Ira burrowed closer to Enzo and slowly fell asleep, feeling safe and content in her protector's arms.
A/N: How do you like the first chapter? Should I continue?
Ira is going to have two mates, but who do you want to be her mates?
Until next time
XOXO
Nyxi