I'm nuts, baby, I'm mad,

The craziest friend that you've ever had
You think I'm psycho, you think I'm gone
Tell the psychiatrist something is wrong
Over the bend, entirely bonkers
You like me best when I'm off my rocker
Tell you a secret, I'm not alarmed
So what if I'm crazy? The best people are
All the best people are crazy, all the best people are

Melanie Martinez, Mad Hatter

"Are you planning to murder me?" Cassidy excitedly asked as she followed Grayson down the stairs of his clinic. "I mean, it's kind of an overreaction considering I only got suspended because I 'accidentally' ran into Jenny while holding a pair of scissors. If you ask me, she should have been careful," she babbled on, filling the silence.

She frankly enjoyed her two weeks of suspension. The fourteen year old was getting tired of dealing with idiotic girls and hormonal boys. She'd much rather spend her time going through Emily's grimoire that she had recently dug up or reading the Gilbert family's journals.

"I'm a doctor, I don't kill people. Much less children, little witch."

Cassidy smiled at the nickname, truly the only person in Mystic Falls who knew a little about her true personality and wasn't disturbed by her was Grayson. He had more or less told her that as long as she helped him and didn't kill anyone, he'd look the other way when it comes to her...questionable pass times. What could she say? She was the reason most teachers quit their jobs in Mystic Falls. Not that they knew.

Though impulsive and reckless, Cassidy did have enough tact not to let anything lead back to her. She considered it a game, really. How much could she get away with without getting caught?

The answer?

Landing a twelve year old girl in a hospital with a broken leg. Though, as far as anyone was concerned, the girl had simply fallen off the stairs. A tragic accident, really.

Cassidy considered it good magic practice.

"Ah~ ah~ ah~" Cassidy tutted as if speaking to a child, "You do however kill vampires, hunter."

Grayson's only reaction was to shrug it off. "Vampires are dangerous, little witch. Though at the same time, they are fascinating, aren't they?"

Cassidy raised an eyebrow at Grayson's suggestive tone.

"Your grandmother doesn't really share our belief though."

"Our?"

Apparently ignoring her inquiry, Grayson took out a key to the door they were reaching. "I do kill vampires, you're right. But I'm a doctor as well. I work for the Augustine Society and get funded by them to carry out...experiments on vampires, for the good of mankind."

"Good of mankind?" Cassidy had to keep the anger out of her voice. She didn't care that Grayson or anyone experimented on vampires, the thing that pissed her off was that Grayson used humanity as an excuse for what he enjoyed.

You don't see Cassidy using any excuse for being fucked up, did you?

"Does that mean you'd experiment on witches too, if given the chance?"

"No," Grayson quickly assured. "That would be immoral of me."

Cassidy smiled in amusement as Grayson opened the door.

"However, one day Cassidy, I hope to recruit you into Augustine, seeing as you can't stay away from the Supernatural world."

"So I went from being your precious witchy goddaughter to your apprentice?" Cassidy excitedly asked. "You going to teach me how to kill vampires?"

"If you want me to," Grayson relented in amusement, "But now, I think it's time to face your first vampire, don't you think?"

Cassidy blinked as Grayson held the door open for her.

Without hesitation, the Bennett witch stepped into the room and was greeted by an experiment table. On top of it lay Enzo. His eyes were hazy as he stared up the ceiling, but judging by how his finger twitched, he had heard the entry.

"...he looks very human," Cassidy lamely said.

Yes, she knew that vampires were supposed to look like humans, but she still sort of expected to at least see a vampire's vamp features.

In response to her words, Enzo chuckled. "You..brought a little girl here. You are messed up."

Ignoring the vampire, Grayson patted Cassidy's head. "He may look human, but he's a monster. Experiment 12144."

"Just like me," Cassidy perked up.

Grayson frowned, he felt a surge of anger towards the little girl's grandmother. "You are not a monster Cassidy. I don't care what that crazy old lady says. A little misbehaved and odd, but not a monster."

"So humans now compare little girls to monsters, huh?" Enzo asked in amusement, turning his head to finally look at Cassidy. With a smirk, he allowed his vamp features to show, intent on scaring the little girl away before his captor tortured him in front of the girl.

Instead of cowering away in fear, Cassidy stepped forward with an excited glint to her eyes. "Humans have a tendency of referring to anything that isn't normal as abominations."

Without any fear, she touched Enzo's face and traced his vamp features in interest.

She ignored Grayson's noise of protest.

Enzo was staring directly in her eyes now, like he was searching for something. "They call you an abomination?" He wondered aloud, a curious tone to his voice.

"Nature doesn't like me," Cassidy shrugged, "It doesn't like you either."

"Cassidy, I didn't bring you here to talk to the vampire."

The fourteen year old girl raised an eyebrow at her godfather.

"I brought you here to show you what Augustine's about."

Under her hands, Cassidy felt Enzo tense in anticipation.

"I'm not interested."

"What..?"

"It sounds boring."

She smirked at Grayson's dumbfounded expression. "Cassidy..?"

"You said you'd take me out to have fun today!" Cassidy whined, removing her hands from Enzo's face. She felt Enzo's curious gaze on her back as she faced her godfather with a pout.

"But you always wanted to see a vampire, little witch..."

Cassidy crossed her arms, a defiant look on her face. "Not a chained up one, hunter. Where's your sense of adventure? I want to do something fun and I want to do it now."

"You heard the little lady," Enzo chuckled from behind her.

"Be quiet, 12144."

Cassidy scowled and without much thought, she gave her godfather a small aneurysm. A satisfied smile lit up her face when the man fell to his knees with a shout of pain.

"Hey, hey, what's your name vampire?"

"Lorenzo."

"Lorenzo," Cassidy tasted the name on her tongue, she then decided she just preferred Enzo. More simple. "Are you really a monster?"

"Yes, little girl."

Cassidy's smile widened. "I've always wanted to be friends with a monster," she mused, ignoring Grayson's panting. Instead she faced Enzo and muttered a spell under her breath to break the chains holding Enzo down. "Will you be my friend?"

She received a smirk in response before Enzo vamp sped past her and towards a shocked Grayson.

"Cassidy...don't let him...!"

Cassidy watched as Enzo held Grayson.

She was pleased to see that Enzo was looking at her for permission. Amusing, considering her body was only what? Fourteen?

"Say hi to my friends on the Other Side."

"Why?"

"Are you daft? I just told you why, for fun." Cassidy rolled her eyes and motioned at Lorenzo to do as he pleased.

With a predatory look, Enzo snapped Grayson's neck.

'Smart,' Cassidy noted, knowing that Grayson consumed vervain.

"See? I am a monster too."

Lorenzo shook his head in disagreement before walking towards a fridge.

Cassidy wasn't surprised to see various blood bags in there.

"I'm surprised you have enough control to not have fed on me Lorenzo."

Then again, he had enough control to have endured torture while giving Damon most of his blood rations, so she the Bennett witch couldn't be that surprised even if she tried to, because all the reasoning was there.

"Enzo," Enzo corrected. "My friends call me Enzo."

"So...we're friends?" Cassidy curiously asked.

"Yes, little lady. May I ask for a name?"

"Me? I'm just a humble witch. The name's Cassidy Bennett."

Enzo was too busy feeding from the bags to give her a response.

Instead, Cassidy glanced at the dead body of Grayson Gilbert. Her eyes landed on the Gilbert ring before she returned her gaze back to Enzo. "Augustine will be looking for you, Enzo. So...you've got to leave."

Enzo nodded in agreement. "How will I keep in contact with you, little lady?"

"I'll give you my phone number. You can figure out the rest yourself, I assume."

Grayson's first words to her once he wakes up would be: "Your grandmother was right."

.o0o.o0o.

Grayson, predictably, fired her from being his children's babysitter and basically stopped being her guardian.

Predictable.

Humans were all so predictable.

Oh well, Cassidy thought, Grayson would die eventually anyway. Though, in her defense, she was totally in control of the situation. Sure, she may have released Enzo on a whim that mostly had to do with both of them being classified as monsters, but she also knew Grayson wasn't going to be permanently dead. Well, maybe she should have just took his ring off.

She could have just let him die for real and gone about her day as if nothing was wrong.

Everyone else would have just thought that Grayson made a mistake that led to Enzo being released and killing him. They would have covered it up as an unfortunate accident and let it be.

But, truth was, Cassidy didn't really want Grayson to die. Sure, she was pissed at him at the time for being such a hypocrite, but she just wanted to rile him up a little. Kill him and maybe drink tea afterwards.

Honestly, dying wasn't the worst thing ever.

Well..uh, it was, but only when it's permanent.

"What are you sulking about, Cass?"

"I am not sulking," the witch huffed, feeling Mason Lockwood take a seat next to her.

"Is it because you got fired from babysitting the Gilbert's kids? I think it's actually a good thing, since you being here more often means I don't have to take care of Ty much."

"No way. Elena was annoying and whiny anyway. Jeremy too."

"Why did they fire you anyway?" Mason curiously asked.

Cassidy finally looked at the soon to be twenty year old adult. She resisted the urge to flirt with him. She had to wait, at best, two more years. At worst, four more years. It all depended on Mason's morals, really. Though from what she's read, even untriggered werewolves suffered from a hyper sexual drive. She could appeal to that soon, considering her boobs had finally begun to grow.

Hopefully, she wouldn't be as flat as pancakes.

"I killed Grayson."

Mason snorted in amusement, "Taking one for the team, huh?"

Cassidy smiled. Even if Mason thought it was just a joke, it still pleased Cassidy that Mason wasn't disturbed at what he thought was her sense of humor. Though, to be fair, Mason disliked most of Mystic Falls' inhabits. They were all arrogant, prude, hypocrites. His words, not her. She wouldn't have worded it so kindly after all.

"You're hot, you know that?" Cassidy blurted.

Mason's eyebrows raised in surprised, before a dashing smirk graced his features. "Crushing on me, Cass?"

"No way," Cassidy rolled her eyes. Lusting on you.

"Awesome, that would have been awkward for Ty. It's kinda cute that he's crushing on you."

Cassidy smirked. "I'll give him ten years before I'd want to tap that."

Mason practically choked on his laughter.

It was refreshing. Or well, Mason was. Unlike everyone else around her, Mason was almost as crude as she was. And he didn't even blink an eye at the crude comments that would sometimes escape her. He didn't shy away from talking about stuff like sex or violence with her. And she reveled in providing to his conversations, sometimes even knowing more than he did in certain topics.

Maybe that's why he always spent time with her when she was around to babysit Tyler.

Because she too didn't pretend to be perfect like everyone else in their stupid godforsaken town did.

He also knew she was an outcast.

She knew he was an outcast as well.

That's probably why Cassidy was feeling weird right now. It was almost a foreign feeling to her. Almost. Because it kind of felt the same as when her mother had left her with a family she didn't care for. Only less intense, because she wasn't that attached to the Lockwood.

"Why the long face?"

"You're leaving me all alone in a town filled with morons."

Mason's smile fell and his expression softened into understanding. "I'll visit you and call whenever I can."

Cassidy scoffed, "I'm not Tyler. I can see through your bullshit. You hate this place."

"You do too," Mason shot back, reflex taking over.

"Exactly! And if I was in your shoes, I wouldn't come back just to visit some crazy girl-"

"You're not!" Mason exploded, catching her by surprise. "Okay, well, maybe you are crazy," Mason shrugged. "But you're not just some crazy girl, Cass."

"Then what am I?" Cassidy wondered aloud, genuinely curious.

"Cassidy Bennett, the crazy ass girl that hates Mystic Falls as much as I do. The little girl I"ll visit a lot."

"You're a fool."

"Only for you, Cass," Mason cheekily grinned.

"When you visit," Cassidy tested the notion, finding it quite appealing. "You don't have to stay in Mystic Falls."

"Do you know what that means? Road trips!"

"Are you sure you're really nineteen?" Cassidy deadpanned.

"Almost twenty," Mason flicked her forehead.

If it was anyone else, Cassidy would have gave them an aneurysm. But this was Mason Lockwood, the only person she didn't feel like murdering in cold blood in her current life.

.o0o.o0o.

Cassidy Bennett was a spoiled brat and she knew it.

She may be a fucked up girl, but one thing she had going for her was that she was very self aware of herself. And maybe being self-aware wouldn't help her when it came to her impulsive behaviors and very trigger happy use of magic, but she wouldn't hesitate when someone called her a bitch or asked her why she was doing something. Instead, she would probably smile at them and tell them because I feel like it before snapping their necks with her magic.

No need for her to be on the receiving end of a 'the reason you suck speech' from some self righteous bastard. If Elena Gilbert ever tried pulling one on her, Cassidy would set the girl on fire. Preferably with some marshmallows to roast.

Where was she?

Oh right, forgive her easily distracted mind.

She was spoiled.

She had never been more self-aware of that thought as she once again forced her shovel into the dirt. Thank fuck she had the foresight to do this at night when the sun wasn't beating down on her. One might question her decision, considering the creatures that lingered in the dark. Frankly, Cassidy thought herself to be one of those creatures and had improved her skills enough that she didn't need to utter anything in order to snap someone's neck, set them on fire or give them an aneurysm.

Two at the same time was her limit though. So, if by chance, three vampires attacked her she'd be able to effortlessly take out two at the same time. Luckily for her, she didn't have any vampires to worry about aside from Lorenzo. Her so-called friend who still hadn't called her.

Pft.

Last time she ever willingly befriends someone!

"I swear to fuck," Cassidy hissed to the tombstone in front of her. "The only good thing about this is Damon's face when he digs you up someday. Well that, and new spells for innocent old me."

The young witch wrinkled her nose in disgust after opening the expensive Salvatore casket, revealing a skeleton once known as Giuseppe Salvatore. Cassidy knew that even if she was a good human with morals and empathy, she still wouldn't have felt shit for the dead man. He, in a stupid move, had killed his own sons and had gotten killed by one of them in return. He had it coming.

"Though, I do wonder...does this qualify as grave robbing or archaeology?"

Grave robbing did involve doing something for profit, while archaeology was about research.

It could be argued that she was doing research, considering she just wanted her ancestor's grimoire to learn. It could also be argued that she only wanted to learn so she could benefit herself.

Oh well.

Cassidy will just add this to another thing she didn't give a flying fuck about.

'Grave robbing, killing Grayson and stealing Bonnie's gummy bears. All in one week.'

With a proud smile, because damn she was good at not being a hero, she ripped the grimoire right off of the Salvatore's dead body.

Then she groaned.

Because she'd have to bury the casket again.

Damn it.

Chapter End.

Author's Note: I should be studying, but instead I'm writing. Story of my life. So well, I didn't manage to write all of the stuff I wanted, simply because otherwise it would feel like I'm force feeding y'all some plot.

So yeah, Cassidy is as mad as a hatter. Ha, get it?

Now to answer some questions that I feel like need answering.

Why is Cassidy shaping up to be a sociopath?

1. I wanted to write a dark OC that doesn't go around falling in love with Damon and fixing the plot. I wanted an OC that can make even Klaus think twice before messing with.

2. Sociopaths are made because of their environment. Getting reincarnated is basically cheating death, which would make someone value living beings less and think of things as an entertaining game. Well, at least that's what happened to Cassidy and she was fucked up before dying as well. Her mother's abandonment only pushed her to not wanting to go out of her way to do "good things" for others. She can do good things of course, for example releasing Enzo, but she does it in a reckless way without planning ahead. If she had planned ahead, she could have helped Enzo escaped without anyone figuring it out. But she's impulsive, a key trait for sociopaths.

3. She doesn't understand other people's feelings and think she's always right. For example when it comes to Grayson firing her. She couldn't understand or bring herself to care about the man's reaction to her "betrayal" which she doesn't even see as a betrayal.

Why doesn't Cassidy just kill Elena?

Uh.

Elena being alive benefits Cassidy more than her being dead.

Why did you take so long to update?

I have almost 60 stories on this site. I have school, gaming, skating and other stuff. Also, I'm lazy too.

Note: I usually update my fanfics a day or two earlier on Wattpad before updating here, so try following this story there as well. This chapter's a freebie.

This chapter fun facts:

#1 I was going to make Cassidy turn 16, but then when I saw that none of you really wanted me to rush the story, I decided I'd wait until chapter 3 or 4 for that.

#2: Cassidy was originally going to take off Grayson's ring, but then I decided not to since Cassidy didn't really feel like killing Grayson.

#3: The only one who knows about what happened to Grayson is his wife, because Grayson didn't tell anyone else about Augustine or Enzo.

Next chapter fun facts:

#1: Road trips. YAY.

#2: Sociopath making friends.

#3: a Salvatore, a witch and a vampire will appear.