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As my eyes began to open and I slowly but surely start regaining consciousness. I soon found myself waking up on the ground of the great outdoors, under the cover of night right beside a roaring fire. While my eyes worked on adjusting to the light radiating from the fire, I focused on getting myself sit up right as I was in no position to stand up just yet. After my eyes finished adjusting to the light I almost immediately took notice of the fact that I wasn't alone. Peering around at everyone I then realized that I recognized none of the people that now surrounded me, well except for one. And man was I tripping out.
Standing at what seemed to be the head of the circle was a little girl with her eyes closed. While everyone else's eyes were wide open and oddly enough glued on me. And yet that wasn't even the strangest part about what was going on. Nope, you see what was strange was the fact that when I looked at the little girl it was like I was looking in a mirror. If mind you that mirror was able to peer back ten years into the past. The little girl that stood at the head of the circle was a seven year old version of me!
Now a little on edge I quickly scrambled to my feet. Now up I was able to get a better look at everyone. As well as become painfully aware of the fact that I was standing dead square in the middle of pentagram sketched out across the floor. While the other five people including the little girl were all standing on the designated points. Now I know, I know nothing about witch craft or magic as it's called. But on TV when a person's standing in the middle of a pentagram encircled by a group of strangers they always wind up being sacrificed. So you can just imagine how freaked out and uncomfortable I was with my current predicament. And as if that wasn't bad enough I was unable to move. I was literally stuck in the center of a pentagram while a seven year old version of myself stood on the northern point of the pentagram, while four other individuals stood on the other points and glaring at me.
"Samantha, we are not here to hurt you." said the group in unison
"Oh really, then how about telling me who you people are and why there's a seven year old version of myself standing less than six feet away from me." I demanded
Without ever looking at one another, and without even trying the four other individuals once again began addressing me in unison. "We four represent the four Basic Elements of nature from which you are bound to and empowered by."
"What?! That makes like no sense at all." I started to say before then abruptly being cut off.
"Be that as it may, but all will become clear to you in time. Now as for the seven year old version of yourself that you see before you, as you may have noticed her eyes are closed."
"No shit Sherlock." I began to say before then once again being interrupted
"She represents your spirit, and the reason she is asleep is because your spirit, as well as your magic is still in its Passive form." Replied the group in unison
"Passive, what does that even mean?" I asked
"Only when your spirit is Active will you be able to harness and properly channel the four basic elements." they finished, completely ignoring the question I just presented to them no more than a second ago.
"OK so if she represents my spirit then what do I represent?" I asked, attempting to be a smart ass.
"You're chosen element." they answered
"Wait but you four represent the basic elements."
"Correct."
"The how do I represent an element?" I asked
"Because your chosen element is not one of the basic elements, but is actually an advanced element."
"And by what pray tell, is that element?" I asked suspiciously
At that moment, they all suddenly smiled at once before then looking up at the sky. "Lighting." they said in unison
As I rushed to look up at the sky a flash of lighting would suddenly descend from the heavens and struck me head on. The moment the lighting made contact I suddenly found myself shooting up off the floor of the Salvatore Boarding house.
With my breathing unsteady and me now in a sitting position I immediately tried to calm myself as I attempted to make heads or tails out of what I had just witness. And it was then that I remembered the living room being on fire just before blacking out, and yet as I peer around the boarding house showed no sign that a fire had ever taken place, let alone the earthquake, and violent wind that shook the house to its' very core. Could it be that I hallucinated the entire thing?
At this point in time I didn't know how to feel. So instead of just sitting around harping on things I clearly didn't understand I decided it was probably best if I started cleaning up. I mean I could just imagine what would happen if Damon and Stefan came home and saw me sitting on the floor in the middle of a pentagram. Stefan would be all concerned and questioning while Damon, well to be honest now that I think about it Damon wouldn't care two ways from Sundays. It'd be Stefan I'd have to watch out for.
And so with that I began cleaning up, and as I picked up the bowl that once held water I immediately took noticed of the fact that the bowl was now completely empty. Seeing this I quickly peered around at the other pentagrams points and to my surprise the pile of dirt that once sat at the south west point was no longer there. So literally the only things that were left from the spell I casted were two empty bowls, a small puddle of wax, and my family's ring which still sat at the northern most point of the pentagram. Now although these new developments added to the concern I was feeling due to all I had seen and witnessed during the casting of the spell. I decided it best to just put all these feeling and questions aside so that I could get on with my cleaning. I mean it wasn't like I would've been able to come up with any answers on my own. So instead of harping on the things I couldn't control I just figured it best to just deal with the things I could control. So with little to no hesitation I got back to cleaning with the intention of not worrying about anything having to do with spell until tomorrow. Seeing as I fully intend on going over to the Mikaelson's residence early tomorrow morning to speak with Esther, and hopefully find out what the hell happened here tonight. Because I am at a complete lost, guess that's what happens when you dabble in things you know nothing about.
0~o~0
It had been a couple of hours since I cleaned up the down stairs from my witchy witchcraft, and in that time both Salvatore brothers had since made it home. With both brothers in a somewhat less then talkative mood I retreated to the peaceful confines of my room. Seeing as whatever had Stefan and Damon in this less than energetic mood had to have had something to do with Elena, and personally I don't care enough to want to know what happened between the three of them.
Now following a nice hot calming bath, I got into my night attire which consisted of a grey sweatpants and a blue tank top. Now dressed and just about ready to go to bed, I stood in front my bedroom mirror started messing with my hair as I worked on putting it in to a ponytail for bed.
Now just as I had finished putting my hair into a ponytail a cold and almost dark sensation quickly washed over my entire body. Which was simoustaouesly accompanied by what I would classify as either a vision, or an overly vivid image of Elijah starring at me from outside my bedroom window. Which is why the instant that overly vivid image ended; I instinctually turned to my right and peered out my window. And just as I had seen it in my head, there was Elijah standing outside peering up at me from through my window.
Wasting no time at all I quickly hauled all ass down the stairs and through the front door. As I drew nearer to Elijah I decided that I'd give him a hard time for bailing on our hang out today.
"So, if it isn't Mr. Date Ditcher himself. You do know it's a crime to go peeping through a girl's window don't you? I mean out of all the boys in your family I'd never thought the noble Elijah would be a peeping tom." I joked
My teaseful comment was met back with silence from Elijah's side of things, and yet I couldn't help but chuckle a bit. As the sheer thought of Elijah being a peeping tom was so hilarious to me, no matter how absurd the notion. Though my chuckling quickly came to a stop the moment I finally reached Elijah and could see his face through the darkness of night.
As I gazed into the suited Original's eyes I could see that his heart was heavy with burden.
"Elijah what's the matter? What's wrong?" I asked with great concern.
"Samantha, I'm so sorry." Uttered Elijah
"Sorry for what, canceling our plans? Elijah it's not that big a deal. I mean yea I was little disappointed earlier but it's not that serious." I responded, as this was the only thing I could think of at the moment that Elijah could be apologizing for. Though the look on his face was way too serious and remorseful for something as trivial as canceled plans.
Following my response to his apology, both Elijah and I just stood around in complete and utter silence. That was until he finally decided to break the silence with words and to be honest, after hearing the words that came out of his mouth. I truly wished he'd just kept his mouth shut.
"Samantha, I am leaving Mystic Falls."
Those six little words sliced through me like a knife going through butter. At that very moment my look of worry and concern quickly changed into that of anger and desperation.
"What! What do you mean you're leaving Mystic Falls? Where is this coming from?!" I babbled on.
Ignoring my questions completely, Elijah then continued on with his statement. "In all my claims to nobility I held myself to a higher standard than those of my siblings. Believing that I was fair and virtuous, but I am no such thing."
"Elijah what are you talking about? What happened today?" pleaded to know
"Today Samantha I did things I abhor to protect the one thing I value most. My family." answered Elijah
"Elijah…" I started to say before I was so abruptly interrupted.
"Samantha the other night you said that I was allowed to not be perfect, to make mistakes. But if some mistakes are unforgivable?"
"Elijah, please just tell me what's going." Was all I could get out as I was now more worried about what it was he might have done, rather than his rash and yet adamant decision to leave the town of Mystic Falls and me behind.
Following a defeated sigh Elijah then quickly and ever so lightly kissed me on the forehead. And only after his lips parted from my forehead did the well suited original utter the words. "Good bye Samantha." Before then vanishing into the night. Leaving me standing there alone with my heart in my hands, wishing so dearly that this was all just a bad dream that I could awake from.
0~o~0
Elijah's Pov
"Good bye Samantha." Even after I got the words out I couldn't help but feel as though I had once again betrayed Samantha's trust. Not only had I brought pain to someone she cared about, but now I was hurting her.
As I vamp sped out of town the look that of hurt that appeared on Samantha's face after I told her that I was leaving Mystic Falls, added with the feel of her flinching as I told her good bye continued to play in my head. Almost as though stuck on repeat, and though I tried to fight it I couldn't. Mainly due to me knowing just how much Samantha cared and trusted me, and to have caused her pain whether directly or indirectly is a shame that I will carry always and forever. I just wished she wasn't one of the people I had to hurt today on my quest to save and protect my family.
A family so enthralled in darkness that I myself sometimes wonder if they deserve redemption, but whether they do or not they are my family, now and forever. And someone must fight for them.