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Damon's Pov
The next morning, he was in the Grill with Rick, when he saw Elena entering with Bonnie. They shared a look, after which Elena came towards him and greeted him with a small smile, "Damon."
Even though he smiled back, he didn't know what this was between them. He had always been sure that he was in love with her, but he wasn't so sure about it now.
"How are you?" she asked in a whisper.
How was he supposed to answer it? He lost his brother not a day ago. He almost had sex with the girl he was 'supposedly' in love with, but he imagined someone else instead of her the whole time.
"Don't mind me." His eyes widened as he turned around and saw Klaus standing there, smiling.
He was sure the hybrid was here to kill them, but was fairly surprised when he asked where Stefan was and then told them that Stefan stole something from him.
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Afterwards, Klaus came to his home and told him that Stefan stole his family, the originals, who were daggered in a box. He was waiting for the day when he could wake them up and then demanded to tell him where Stefan was. After telling him, that he had no idea where Stefan was, he called someone and asked him to do what he told him to do.
Later Elena told him, that Klaus compelled Jeremy to take off his ring and stand in the middle of the street, in front of a speeding car. Alaric managed to push him out of the way just in time and the car hit him instead. He died, but since Alaric was wearing his ring, he was going to be fine. She told him, that it was one of Klaus's hybrid and when she asked Jeremy who was on the phone, Elena realized that Klaus compelled Jeremy.
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He didn't want her to get involved in his drama, but he needed to find Stefan and he wasn't sure if witchy would help him. So, he called her and asked if she could do a locator-spell to find his brother. She asked him to meet her at the woods near his house and hung-up. He heard the crack of apparition, before he reached there and his lips twitched. She was standing there, leaning against the tress with her arms crossed over her chest.
She looked at him and said mockingly, "You're late." But smiled.
"So, how are we going to find Stefan?" Bonnie always needed any personal thing of the person, who they had to find; but Athena didn't ask for anything of Stefan's.
She pulled her wand out and started waving it, while muttering something under her breath. A brightly illuminated ball of energy appeared in front of them and started floating towards his right.
"It will lead us to Stefan. We just have to follow it." She informed him as she started following it.
After a couple of miles, they reached an abandoned house, in the middle of the woods. The house was withered and its windows were caked in grime. The ball vanished inside the house and Damon's brows furrowed. He was about to ask her if it was the correct place, he couldn't understand why would Stefan be in this old house, but noticed that her grip on the wand has tightened.
"What is it?" He asked concerned.
"I can feel extremely strong magic surrounding this place." She whispered.
They both moved towards the house and he opened the door. As soon as they entered the house, he saw that her hands went to ears as she covered them and she screamed on top of her lungs. He couldn't understand what was happening to her. Just now, she was perfectly fine. He caught her just in time, before she could hit the floor and pulled her to his chest. He noticed tears flowing rapidly down her cheeks. He tried to talk to her, but nothing worked.
"Stop it." She shouted on top of her lungs.
He didn't know who she was talking to, but he guessed it might be the 'spirits'. He thought about talking her out of the house, but then she opened her eyes, looked at him and joked.
"You're fine." He whispered hoarsely, looking down at her.
"What happened?" She asked.
"You tell me. You started shouting as soon as you stepped inside. What was that?" He asked, as he helped her in getting up.
She looked at him and said, "I heard thousands of voices in my head, like everyone was shouting at me. It was like they all wanted me to hear, whatever they had to say."
"Voices? Whose?" He was sure she heard the witches, but still inquired.
"They were the voices of the witches who died here. Thousands of them, probably more. But what I want to know is, how was I able to stop them?"
He didn't know how to answer that, so he stayed quiet. They shared a glance, but moved into the house anyway. Just as he took a couple of steps, he felt himself burning and he blurred towards the corner of the house with a pained groan.
"Really? Still?" He looked up with frustration.
"What?" She asked curiously.
He looked at her and said seriously, "The spirits aren't a big fan. They used their juju to screw my daylight ring." He added sarcastically.
Out of nowhere, she burst out laughing. He was stuck here and she was laughing at him.
He looked at her and said, "Yeah. Laugh it off. Bloody witches." He mimicked her, she laughed harder at that and he couldn't help the smile that took over his face, at seeing her happy.
When she calmed down, she said, "I know Stefan's in there." She held her hand out for him to take and said, "Come-on."
"What? No." He replied snappishly.
"Don't be a buzzkill. I really want to see how well my magic works on the dead." She was looking at him with those innocent puppy-dog eyes as she wiggled her fingers at him and he cursed under his breath. How was he supposed to say no to that face?
He took a deep breath, blurred towards her and took her hand immediately. Then, he yelped as he felt himself burning. Athena tightened the hold on his hand and within seconds, the burning sensation eased and he felt himself healing. He looked at her in astonishment, at which she gave him a smug smile and said, "I'm brilliant."
He rolled his eyes at that, but smiled at her.
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He called Stefan, as soon as they reached downstairs.
"How did you find me?" Stefan asked. Then he looked at Athena and he sighed.
"Athena?" He heard witchy. He turned around and saw her standing there. Why was she here?
He looked at Stefan and said, "Really, Stefan? Working with a witch?"
Stefan merely raised an eyebrow at that. Yeah, the irony of his statement was not lost to him.
Bonnie looked at him and asked malevolently, "Why would you bring her here?"
"Not to be rude or anything, but 'her' is standing right here. And I was the one who brought him here, not the other way around." His expression turned amused, when his girl snapped at the witch.
"How can you bring him here? No one knows about this place. And you are a human." Bonnie said as she regarded Athena with open distrust.
"Think again, witchy." He replied sarcastically.
"I'm a witch." Athena said casually.
Bonnie's eyes widened. "You know about me!" She stated. "How?"
"I felt your magic as soon as I saw you in the Grill that first day." Athena shrugged.
"How is it possible? I felt nothing from you. Just death." He heard Bonnie muttering to herself and he stiffened.
He was still holding her hand and his grip tightened.
"I've been dead before. It might be because of that." She stated calmly, but it did nothing to calm the dread that washed over him.
Before any of them could say anything more, Athena snatched her hand from his and she started massaging her temple. He heard her groaning in pain and then she passed-out in front of him. He caught her just in time before she could hit the ground, for the second time in less than an hour. He laid her down on the floor, as he checked her for any signs of injuries. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw even Stefan looking at her with concerned expression on his face.
"What happened?" Bonnie asked, as she came near them.
"Does it look like I know, Bon-Bon?" He snapped.
"Let me see." Bonnie said as she kneeled down next to her and took one of her hands in hers. She closed her eyes and did whatever it was she was trying to do. Suddenly, she snatched her hand back with a pained scream. Both, he and Stefan looked at her, but she drew in a sharp breath and said, "She's fine. Just unconscious."
When he looked at her, she continued, "It's the witches, they want something from her. She is very powerful. I wasn't able to get more than that."
He took a relieved breath. She was fine. They just sat there, staring at her unconscious figure until her eyes flew open and she looked around wildly.
"I know I'm swoon worthy, Farfallina, but don't you think fainting on me, every time I am around is a little too much?" He took her hand in his and tried to flirt, but he was just glad that she was fine.
She smiled softly at him and murmured looking him in the eyes, "I'm fine, Damon." And, she rubbed the back of his hand with her thumb. He knew it was her way of letting him know, that she was fine and not to worry.
They were still staring at each-other, when Stefan cleared his throat, at which she blushed and he smirked.
She looked around, then back at him and said, "Now that you've found your baby-brother," she said mockingly, "I'm going to go. Have a few things that need my immediate attention. I'll see you later."
With that, she vanished and he shook his head.
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He turned around and saw Bonnie staring at him with narrowed eyes.
"What are you planning?" She asked, as she glared at him.
"What?" He asked bemused.
"Athena is very powerful. Is that the reason you're keeping her around? So, she would be able to do your bidding?" She took a step towards him menacingly.
He was furious. Why did everyone think that he was nothing more than a cold-hearted vampire? He was about to snap, when Stefan said, "He's not playing around. He cares about her."
He could see that Bonnie was taken aback, by the way she was staring at him.
"You really care about her." She didn't phrase it as a question, but rather a statement.
He had other things to worry about, so he didn't bother replying and turned to Stefan.
"You need to give Klaus's family back." He told his brother.
"Oh, really?" Stefan asked in a taunting voice.
"Klaus tried to kill Jeremy and almost succeeded. Elena has been trying to find you, since this morning."
"Not really my problem, brother." Stefan replied with a sardonic smile.
He had enough of this rebellious behavior. He grabbled Stefan by his collar and burred out of the house as fast as he could, then found a piece of wood and stabbed his brother in the stomach.
"That's for screwing-up my plan." He pushed the wood deeper and Stefan screamed. He kept the stake there and asked, "Why did you do it?"
"I did it to save you." He hadn't expected that of all things and suddenly let go of the piece of wood.
"What? No. No way you did it to save me." Stefan's emotions were off. There was no way he would have thought about him first.
"He was one step ahead of us. If Klaus would have died, then his hybrids would have killed you." Stefan stated as he pulled-out the makeshift stake.
There was still one thing bothering him. "Why would you take his family? It doesn't make any sense." He asked.
"Klaus took everything from me. I'm doing the same to him." Stefan answered.
He had to agree with that. The plan was good. He stood up to leave, picked up the wood and stabbed Stefan, again.
"Stop saving me." He yelled, before leaving.
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Elena gave Rebekah's body back to Klaus, because Stefan refused to give back the coffins. He groaned with frustration but he knew she did it to save her brother.
Later, Elena was adamant about her brother's safety and told him to compel Jeremy to leave and not come back to Mystic Falls, so he did.
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He and Rick were at the Founder's Hall for the counsel-meeting, where Stefan stabbed one of Klaus's hybrids and would have killed him, if he hadn't interfered in time.
"What're you doing?" Stefan asked him.
"What are you doing? Killing hybrids? Even after knowing it would only affect Elena more? Do you not care if she's nothing more than a blood-bag for the rest of her life?" He snapped angrily.
"Protecting Elena is your problem now, Damon. Not mine. Not anymore." Stefan told him calmly.
"Think about it, Stefan. Be smart. Don't do this." Damon tried to placate him.
"I'm sorry, Damon." With that, Stefan turned around and left.
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It wasn't the best of his ideas, but he decided to ask for help, from Klaus. He was trying to convince him, when Klaus received Stefan's call. He demanded from Klaus to call off his hybrids. Klaus, obviously disagreed. To prove his point, Stefan forced Elena to drink his blood and threatened to kill her. Now, since she had vampire blood in her system, she would become one too. He heard Stefan forcing her to drink his blood and her crying. He could hear in his brother's voice that he was serious and Klaus heard it too, because finally, he agreed to call off his hybrids.
Though, he wasn't glad that Stefan used Elena as bait, but he was impressed by the method.
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Elena called him to pick her up and he dropped her to her house. He wanted to make sure she was fine, so he followed her to the front-porch of her house. Once they were standing in front of her door, he asked, "Are you all right?"
"I'll survive. I always do."
"Stefan put Klaus on the edge and he got what he wanted." Even though he knew, that putting her life in danger was unnecessary, but it worked and he didn't really think, Stefan could've killed her. He wanted her to understand it as well.
"Well, his method sucked." She almost shouted.
"We needed his hybrids to get out of town. With them around, we didn't stand a chance."
"Are you impressed with what he did?" She asked incredulously.
"Can't help but be a little proud of my baby bro." He tried to joke, but it was true.
She shook her head and looked away, but he had to confirm it, "Hey. Tell me. Are you going to be okay?"
She didn't say a word, just looked at him with the similar expression, as she had yesterday. He didn't know how to behave with her after last night. There was no spark, no instant need for more with her. He wasn't even sure if he was in love with her anymore. Elena's behavior, on the other hand, was confusing him. She had been behaving differently since last night, clingy, which she had never been and more affectionate with him. They've always been close, but she has always made it clear to him, that he had no chance and she loved Stefan. What was this, he thought. Before he could say anything, she smashed her lips to his.
His eyes snapped open and he pulled back instantly, as if she's burned him. "What are you doing?" It was the only question tossing around in his mind since yesterday.
"I don't know." She said softly.
"You are in love with my brother, Elena." He stated as he composed himself, but he was anything but tranquil at the moment.
"I…I think…" she gulped, then looked into his eyes and said firmly, "I think I am in love you, Damon."
"What about Stefan?" He sucked in his breath and asked quietly as he looked back at her. He had never expected her to say 'the words' to him and felt numb.
"He has made it abundantly clear that he doesn't want me. I am not saying that I don't love him, but I think I've fallen in love with you, Damon."
Instead of weaving a way through the darkness in his heart, like he'd always thought would happen if she ever said those words to him, they were like a punch to his gut. A new wave of grief hit him. He's always yearned to hear these three words from this one girl, but now that she had said them, they no longer held much meaning to him. They didn't hold the warmth, he wanted to feel. It was clear to him, that even though she loved him, she would have chosen Stefan over him every time, if his brother had not fucked everything up. His life had changed so much in this last month. Since Athena came into his life, his mind supplied.
"What's wrong? You've always been the one to kiss me when I was with Stefan. And we are no longer together." She asked as if she had no idea what her words meant to him. And probably she didn't. He wasn't sure if she really understood what 'love' was; but he was sure, she thought that she and Stefan were over and didn't want to lose him too. Maybe, she wasn't able to understand her feelings herself.
He took a calming breath looked into her eyes. "You can't kiss me again. It's not right, not for you, not for Stefan and not even for me. I'm sorry, Elena." He said and waited for his words to sink in.
"Is it about Stefan? He no longer loves me, Damon. He doesn't even care about me. We can finally be together. I want you. Don't you want me?" She argued desperately as she looked at him with a flicker of hope shining in her eyes, but he couldn't do it. He opened his mouth to say something, but promptly shut it again. There was nothing he could say, that would make it easier. He was able to see that she was upset, but no matter how much he tried, he wasn't able to return her words of love. It was so strange, being the one to leave her hanging. He didn't want to hurt her, but he couldn't give her false hope for something, he wasn't sure about.
He hesitated to respond, perused his lips as he looked into her eyes.
"I am sorry." He said finally.
He wanted her to see the truth of his words. He saw tears shining in her eyes and wanted nothing more than to comfort her, but he knew it would lead to something he would regret later. So, he turned around to leave but was stopped short when he heard her next words.
"Is it that girl?" she called after him.
He looked back and saw her looking away from him. When he didn't reply, she asked again. "Athena Potter. Is she the reason?" She asked in a whisper.
He didn't say anything. He couldn't, because even though he knew it was true, he still wasn't sure and looked away.
"I've seen the way you look at her. You used to look at me like that until a month ago. Don't you think its suspicious? We don't even know who she is and where she came from! Why is she even here in Mystic Falls of all places?"
Her words hung in the air, he really didn't know what to say to her. Exhaustion hit him suddenly, and he shook his head at her.
"This is crazy, Elena. You've had a long day. You should rest." He looked at her one last time, before finally escaping.
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Athena's Pov
It was 2 o'clock in the morning, when the incessant knocking on her front door woke her up. She gripped her wand tightly, as she went downstairs and opened the door. To say that she was shocked to see who was standing on her door, at this time of the night, would have been an understatement. Her brows furrowed when she looked at him. He looked wary, haggard and worn-out.
"Can I come in?" He asked in a whisper.
She nodded her head and invited him in. He sat on the recliner and stared at fireplace transfixed.
She sat on her knees in front on him, looked into his eyes and asked, "What happened?"
His eyes flicked toward her, but he stayed silent.
"Is Damon alright?" She asked hurriedly.
"He's fine." Stefan answered with a hoarse voice.
She sighed with relief. She flicked her wand and seconds later, a bottle of bourbon along with two glasses, came flying and settled themselves on the table.
"It might help." She muttered as the glasses filled themselves and one flew towards him and kept floating in mid-air, until he held it in his hand. He nodded his thanks to her and chucked it all down.
"Do you want to talk?"
"No." He whispered, sipping the bourbon and still staring at the fire.
They stayed quiet after that. He didn't talk and she didn't ask again. It was almost 3 A.M., when she decided to go back to bed.
Just when she was about to get up, he spoke, "Can I stay here for a couple of days?"
Her eyebrows almost hit her hairline, when she heard it. It must have been something big, if he didn't want to go back home and who knew how Damon was. But if he wanted to stay here, he needed to know.
"You need to know something, before you decide to stay."
He looked up at her and motioned for her to continue.
"The most important thing, you won't hurt any of my friends until you are here." She looked at him pointedly and he nodded his assent.
"Muggle werewolves are different from the ones in my world. In the muggle world, a person is born with the werewolf gene. They get it from their parents. But in my world, a wizard or a witch could be turned into one, if they are bitten by a werewolf on a full moon. During this time, the wolf doesn't remember anyone, not even himself. He would kill anyone in its way, be it its family, friends or even his own child."
"What?" His jaw hit the floor after hearing that.
"It's known as Lycanthropy. For a muggle, the bite would be fatal, but our magic helps in sustaining it. To date, there is no cure for it." She took a deep breath and added, "Do you remember the war I told you about?" When he nodded, she continued, "Voldemort gathered many werewolves in his army and they infected many people along with children included."
His eyes widened in horror, "Lavender, the one you met in the morning, was bitten by one of them. Although there is no known cure, but there's this potion known as 'Wolfsbane Potion'. It eases the symptoms, allowing one to hold on to their mental faculties after transformation. Even though, I would keep her locked in the basement during that night with the help of my wards, I wanted you to know. With you being a vampire, it might be uncomfortable for you."
"What will happen if she were to bite a muggle vampire?"
"They'll die and much faster than they die if bitten by a muggle wolf. You can leave, but if you chose to stay, you won't be harmed in anyway. I can promise you that."
She stared at him with trepidation, but then he cleared his throat uncomfortably and said, "It's alright, I guess."
Her lips quirked up in a smile as she said, "Great. The last room on the first floor is yours."
She was about to turn around to go back to her room, when he called her from behind, "I know Damon is your…friend." He finished lamely and she blushed, but he continued, "I don't want you to tell him I'm here. Things are…better this way."
She looked at him for some time and finally said, "Alright."
"Athena?" He called, again.
"Hm?" She asked, as she looked back at him.
"And I'm sorry, I tried to kill you." He told her earnestly.
She smiled at him mischievously and said, "It's okay, Stefan. Not that you could've managed to actually hurt me."
She was more like Damon, than he had initially thought and shook his head at her.
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Athena woke the next morning, to find Stefan gone. She and Lavender just had breakfast, when Damon called her and asked if she could do a locator-spell to find his brother. She told him to meet her at the woods near his house and hung-up. She changed and apparated. He wasn't there yet, so she leaned against a tree and crossed her arms over her chest as she waited.
He arrived with a blur, she couldn't help herself and teased him, "You're late."
"So, how are we going to find Stefan?" He asked curiously.
She muttered the spell and a brightly illuminated ball of energy appeared in front of them and started floating towards his right.
"It will lead us to Stefan. We just have to follow it." She told him and started following it.
After a couple of miles, they reached an abandoned house, in the middle of the woods. The house was withered and its windows were caked in grime. The ball vanished inside it and she stopped short. She felt dark magic surrounding the house. More than she had felt in her life and she tightened her grip on her wand.
"What is it?" He asked concerned. He noticed her discomfort. Of course, he always knew whenever she was in trouble, she thought.
"I can feel extremely strong magic surrounding this place." She whispered to him.
They both moved towards the house and he opened the door. Sunrays had slithered inside the house, through the creaks in the walls and the windows and there were dusty cobwebs in every corner.
As soon as she stepped inside the house, she felt like thousand of people were shouting in her ear synchronously; her hands automatically went to cover her ears and she shrieked. Her head started throbbing and she wasn't able to stop the sob that escaped her. She couldn't think about anything other than the voices in her head. Her headache was getting worse and then she felt pain throughout her body.
"Stop it." She yelled on top of her lungs and instantly, everything became quite again and the throbbing in her head stopped.
She heard a voice yelling her name and realized that someone was holding her against a chest. She opened her eyes slowly and saw Damon looking down at her with distress. He was blurry and wet. Why was he blurry? So, she asked him, at which he laughed and she pouted. She felt something wet on her cheeks and realized that they were actually tears. Her own, to be precise.
"You're fine." He whispered hoarsely, still looking down at her.
"What happened?" She asked, rising back to her feet.
"You tell me. You started shouting as soon as you stepped inside. What was that?" He seemed worried about her.
Yeah, now she remembered and realized what it was.
She looked at Damon and said, "I heard thousands of voices in my head, like everyone was shouting at me. It was like they all wanted me to hear, whatever they had to say."
"Voices? Whose?" He inquired.
"They were the voices of the witches who died here. Thousands of them, probably more. But what I want to know is, how was I able to stop them?"
They shared a glance, but moved into the house anyway. Damon had just taken a couple of steps, when he let out a pained groan. She looked in time, to see him blurring to the corner and out of the sunlight. His face had red burn marks, which vanished within seconds.
She stared at him puzzled. Why wasn't his ring working here?
"Really? Still?" He looked up as he said this.
"What?" She asked curiously.
He looked at her and said seriously, "The spirits aren't a big fan. They used their juju to screw my daylight ring." He added sarcastically.
He looked so pissed at the 'spirits', that she couldn't stop the laugh from escaping her. Yeah, the witches can hold the grudge for a long, long time.
He looked at her and said, "Yeah. Laugh it off. Bloody witches." There was no bite in his tone and he mimicked her perfectly. She laughed even more at that and he grinned at her.
Once she calmed herself, she took a deep breath. "I know Stefan's in there."
She held out her hand for him to take and said, "Come-on."
"What? No." He snapped.
"Don't be a buzzkill. I really want to see how well my magic works on the dead." She looked at him with puppy-dog eyes as she wiggled her fingers for him to take.
She saw that he closed his eyes and took a deep breath, then he blurred towards her and took her hand immediately. Then, he yelped. Athena closed her eyes, tightened her hold on his hand and focused. She felt her magic flowing from her hand to his. When she opened her eyes, she saw that he was almost healed.
He looked at her in astonishment, at which she gave him a smug smile and said, "I'm brilliant." He rolled his eyes but smiled.
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They went downstairs, still holding hands, when he called Stefan.
"How did you find me?" Stefan asked, as he came out from his hiding spot. Athena raised her eyebrow at him and he sighed.
"Athena?" A female voice said. She turned around to find Bonnie standing there, looking shocked.
Damon turned towards Stefan and said mockingly, "Really, Stefan? Working with a witch?"
Stefan raised an eyebrow and she shook her head at the irony.
Bonnie looked at Damon and asked furiously, "Why would you bring her here?"
"Not to be rude or anything, but 'her' is standing right here. And I was the one who brought him here, not the other way around." She said with narrowed eyes.
"How can you bring him here? No one knows about this place. And you are a human." Bonnie said eying her warily.
"Think again, witchy." Damon said sarcastically.
"I'm a witch." She told Bonnie calmly.
Her eye's widened as the witch stared at her. "You know about me! How?"
"I felt your magic as soon as I saw you in the Grill that first day." Athena shrugged.
"How is it possible? I felt nothing from you. Just death." She whispered, which was more to herself than him.
Damon was still holding her hand and felt him getting tense.
"I've been dead before. It might be because of that." She replied calmly, but before bonnie could say another word, she felt her head throbbing. She felt sharp jabs of pain and her hands automatically went up, as she tried to massage it. Suddenly, the pain increased and she felt like her head was splitting itself in two. Her vision was getting blurry, her eyes rolled in the back of her head and she welcomed the darkness.
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She opened her eyes and found herself lying in the middle of an open field. There was nothing to see apart from the green grass and the vast blue sky. She was just trying to figure-out where she was, when someone spoke. She tried to reach for her wand, but it was not there.
"You are the most powerful witch the world has ever seen. You have the power child. You can help me correct it all." A soft but firm voice said from beside her.
"Who are you?" she asked, as she looked around and saw a tall woman with blonde hair and brown eyes standing in the field.
"I'm your grandmother, my child." The woman whispered to her lovingly.
"What?" She almost laughed, but then abruptly realization hit her of who the woman was and her eyes grew wide, and she asked in a whisper "You're Klaus's mother?" Even though she asked it, it was more of a statement.
"You are dead." It was a statement as well. Which would explain the place. "Why am I here?" She asked.
"My name is Esther. Yes, I am dead. It took the power of all the witches to get me here, who were trying to communicate with you earlier."
That certainly explained, why she heard thousands of witches shouting in her ear, but why? She looked at the woman, her grandmother, and asked, "Why are you here? And why would some thousand witches want to communicate with me?"
"It's a matter of great importance. I made a mistake when I created the originals. I took their life and turned them into abominations. They should have died a long time ago. You have the power to right the wrong. Of all the things that are against the nature. You're the only one who can do it. You can save many lives, my dear child." The woman whispered to her.
Athena narrowed her eyes at the woman. Even though she was smiling, there was a glint in her eyes which Athena didn't like. Something about her reminded her of Dumbledore, like there were many hidden secrets which she didn't want to reveal. If this woman created the vampire race, then that would mean that her father and Rebekah were the original vampires. That's why they were stronger than the others. She understood what the woman wanted her to do.
"You want me to kill your children." She stated in a monotone voice.
"It's not killing someone, it's saving thousands of lives. I created monsters, which needs to be taken care of. It's for the greater good."
She thought about it for a second and nodded her head. The gleam in Esther's eyes brightened and she smiled softly at Athena.
Athena looked at the woman and stated in a calm but deadly voice. "I need you to listen and listen good. I don't know why you created a race which was unnatural to begin with. You seem like an intelligent and smart lady to me, so there must have been some reason. I don't care what you are and what those thousands of witches want. The first thing I want you to understand is that, it was your mistake and I won't be the one to clear the mess you made. And second, I don't know anything about you or your children, so I cannot say which one of you is the 'monster' here. I just want you to know that I won't be helping you in killing our family."
"You don't understand, my dear. It's…"
Athena didn't let her finish and stated in a loud and clear voice, "Leave."
Esther looked at her with a dumbstruck look on her face, but continued anyway, "Listen to me, dear…"
"Get out of my head." She shouted.
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Her eyes flew open and she looked around wildly and found Damon, Stefan and Bonnie staring at her with concern etched on all their faces.
"I know I'm swoon worthy, Farfallina, but don't you think fainting on me, every time I am around is a little too much?" He smirked at her, but she could see the concern in those eyes and her heart fluttered.
She smiled softly at him and said, "I'm fine, Damon." She noticed that one of his hands was holding hers and she rubbed it with her thumb. She knew it would make him feel better and to ensure him, that she was fine.
They were still staring at each-other, when Stefan cleared his throat and Athena blushed. She looked around and saw Bonnie staring at Damon and then at her, with a perplexed expression on her face.
Her father didn't like her and she didn't want to impose on him, but this little episode with her grandmother, needed to be solved soon. She wasn't sure why the woman would contact her and why some thousand witches would help her in that, but she needed to tell him and Rebekah that and she liked her aunt. It was their life they were trying to end. So, she decided to go to their house to inform them about Esther.
"Now that you've found your baby-brother," she said mockingly, "I'm going to go. Have a few things that need my immediate attention. I'll see you later."
And with that, she apparated out of there.
EN:I know you want to see Athena and Damon together, but it will take time. There are many unresolved issues between them and they can't be together until they are solved. He still has feeling for Elena, he's confused and is not able to understand what exactly his feelings for Athena are. It would take time, but I just want you to remember, that this is Athena-Damon story. And be a bit patient with me. We'll get there, slowly, but still.
So, many of you asked me how Athena is Klaus's daughter. Its not going to be explained anywhere, so here it is. Lily and James were unable to have a child, so James suggested her to take the potion which would help them. They ordered it and he was out of London, when she received it. He would've been back the next day, she wanted to surprise him and took it. It was ironic, that Klaus was the first person she slept with and the same day. That's why they mutually decided, that James would adopt the baby. They knew James wasn't the father. And obviously, his werewolf genes helped.
Farfallina- Little Butterfly
Finally, father-daughter talk in a civil manner, in the next chapter and you'll get the answer as to why she hasn't triggered the werewolf gene yet.
I hope you liked it. Please review. Your thoughts and opinion are very important to me and they give me the push to finish the chapters early. I just want to thank you for all your love.
Sept 3rd, 2018