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P.S. This chapter was inspired by the song Alibi by 30 Seconds to Mars.

Chapter 8:

Alaric was in his home going threw the many weapons in his closet determined to go and hurt the person responsible for harming his daughter and making her vampire. While throwing his bag of weapons over his shoulder and rushing down the stairs he was struck by a thought. He didn't even know who did this to her nor where to search. The bag fell from his grasps and landed on the floor loudly. Many thoughts were rushing through his mind as he just stood there in the hall way of his home looking as lost as puppy then a brilliant thought struck him, Her Diary!

Alaric rushed right back up the stairs heading straight for Jade's room. She still had her things packed in several boxes and one of them was bound to have her journal in it. He looked through all the boxes one by one until he finally got to one which held a large amount of books. He took out each book flipping through pages looking for one that had writing in it but all the books he went through were just novels. He sighed getting up from his crouched position on the floor and looked around Jade's room.

If I was Jade where would I put my diary?

He thought this through for a few moments while sitting on Jade's bed. Then the answer came to him. He got up from the bed and lifted the mattress and just as he had expected a journal lay soundly.

The journal was now in his hands ready for him to open but he was some what afraid to open in. It was clear to him that his daughter has held many secrets from him and he was petrified at what he may find. So slowly he opened the journal and flipped though the pages reading Jade's thoughts. Every now then skipping some paragraphs that did not seem to hold any information he was looking for. It wasn't until he reached almost the end of the journal that he found what he was looking for.

It's been a while my trusty journal. A lot has happened this past two weeks and I don't know where to start... I've been cursed in the worst possible way. I was tricked into becoming a vampire, a lifeless being who survives drinking the blood of humans. I didn't think Isobel my oh so lovely mother would stoop so low but she surprised me again. Not only did she compel her own daughter to do her dirty work but she took away my friends. She has taken so much from me but thanks to my grandmother and a magical family heir loom I can still live on as human as I can be. I've noticed my thirst for blood has not changed and I don't think it will ever go away, gran doesn't think so either. She is hopeful though that I will get through this. I'm trying to be as hopeful as she is but it's hard. Its hard to be hopeful when my dreams are plagued with the thrill of draining a person dry of their blood. Thrill? It is what I feel in my dreams, I loose control and it thrills me. It makes me wonder how long I will truly last fighting the vampire inside me. What frightens me more is what my father will think? Would he hate me? Perhaps it was all part of her plan to get him as far from me more then he already is. I don't know maybe I'm just rambling but that's what you're for right journal, to hold my ramblings…

There was a sudden nock on the front door which brought Alaric out of his trans like state on the floor of Jades room with the journal closed in his hands. He quickly got up and went to open the door. Stefan Salvatore stood before him with a sad look on his face.

"Stefan" Alaric said in greeting.

"Alaric"

"What are you doing here? How is Jade?" Alaric said feeling uneasy.

"Something has happened" Stefan said, "You need to come with me quickly".

Alaric nodded in response picked up the fallen bag and made his way out the door following Stefan.

Just moments before…

"She's a vampire? How did Alaric not know this?" Stefan said looking confused by all the information that Damon had just told him about their new guest who currently resided in the cellar.

"Well not yet but I mean she might as well be and all. She almost killed her own father for blood." Damon said as he poured himself a glass of scotch, "It's kind of ironic actually her almost killing Alaric and all. You killed your own father."

Stefan gave Damon an icy glare, "Not the point Damon."

Damon smirked, "I know but I like pushing your buttons."

Stefan crossed his arms in front of him continuing the main subject at hand, "So Alaric new nothing of her transitioning?"

"Nope," Damon stated as he sat himself on one of the couches with his glass in one hand, "You would think that Mr. Vampire Hunter and all would know his own daughter was becoming what he hunts. Ironic too, don't you think?"

"Yeah" Stefan said rolling his eyes, "So anyway this pendant you were talking about keeps her alive?" Stefan said

Damon nodded, "Yup but it doesn't keep the blood thirst at bay just keeps her walking."

"Do you know who turned her?"

Damon shook his head and got up from the couch, "Not a clue. Now if you're done with the 50 questions I got to go check on our guest downstairs."

Stefan followed not far behind curious because he hadn't seen Jade's state since he had gotten home.

As they descended down the attic stairs Damon said, "Something is not right." He rushed down the stairs and looked through the opening in the cellar door.

Jade wasn't where he left her and he immediately opened the large metal door.

When he entered the cellar he saw her sprawled not far from the door looking like death.

"Jade!" He rushed towards alarmed by her deathly pale complexion.

When he turned her over he noticed her once pink lips were now purplish and cracked. He shook her a bit to reuse her but she would not wake.

Something is not right she was fine just an hour ago, Damon thought to himself , frustrated.

"Jade wake up" He said now hoping for her eyes to open at least a smudge.

He then turned towards where Stefan stood, "Stefan get me a bottle of blood! Quickly!"

Stefan nodded and using his vampire speed went to get the blood.

Damon faced Jade's sickly figure again and to his relief her blood shot eyes were looking back at him.

"Jade. What happened?" He said immediately.

Jade shook hers head and looked away from him.

Damon took hold of her chin and made her look at him, "What did you do?"

A lone tear ran down her cheek and he followed it as it ran down her cheek where it stopped just as it reached her neck. He noticed then that she wore no chain around her neck. His hands felt around her neck for the pendant that was suppose to be there but he found none.

Stefan then walked in holding a bottle full of blood in his hands, "What is wrong with her?"

"She is not wearing the damn pendant. Give me the blood."

Stefan threw the blood which Damon caught. He started uncapping it when Jade stopped him.

"No" she said in her weak voice. "I don't want it."

He put the bottle down, "You'll die if you don't drink that blood Jade. You do know that?"

Jade nodded.

Damon ruffled his hair in frustration, "Stefan look for the pendant it has to be around here some where."

"No Damon stop. I can't live like this anymore. The pendant is not helping any more." Jade said, trying to get her self in a sitting position but finding it hard to move at all.

"Don't move. Stay still, you're just killing yourself faster. Think this through Jade. Think about what you are doing." Damon said running his hands through her rumpled hair.

"I am" Jade said her voice cracking.

"Damon I'm going to Alaric's I think he should know about this. Maybe he can help."

Damon looked up at his brother and nodded not in the mood to say much else. "She broke it." Stefan spoke again and threw what was left of the pendant at him.

"The crystal inside shattered."

Damon looked down at the once whole pendant, "Go" he said solemnly. Stefan alked out the cellar in an instant.

He brought his attention back to Jade who had her eyes closed again. He slapped her cheek lighting with his hand to get her attention. Again she opened her eyes but yet hardly,

"Wake up Jade," he said in a bit of a harsh tone. "So you want to die is that it? Huh Jade?"

Jades chin giggled at his words and she shook her head. He raised the bottle so that it was in her view, "Then drink the blood Jade."

Jade kept silent and said nothing, which drove Damon to say more, "If not for your self then do it for your father. You're going to leave him. You really want to leave him?"

"He would understand" she said in a whisper.

"He wouldn't want this for you."

"You don't know that" she said. "Where is he? Why is it only you here Damon?"

Damon said nothing and looked away. You know what Jade I'm forcing the damn blood down you throat."

He started uncapping the bottle again. He raised her body and brought her close to him so that she was now cradled in his embrace like a baby.

"Damon stop." She said her breaths now coming out much more labored then before.

"I can't let you die" He said raising the bottle to her lips. Jade moved her head enough so that he wasn't able to poor the blood into her mouth.

"If you poor that blood down my throat I'll never forgive you."

Her words threw Damon into a long ago memory of Stefan shoving a women's throat in front of his eyes while Stefan all the while new he never wanted to be a vampire with out Katherine in his life. He still had not forgiven Stefan for that. The bottle fell from his hands making a puddle on the ground.

"Why are you doing this?" He said

"Why do you care?" she said suddenly.

"That's a good question." He said coming back from the bad memory, "But I do care oddly enough. So what are you going to do about it?"

Again he was brushing her light brown locks of hair out from in front of her face relishing the last moments he more then likely had with her.

"I'm a fool." Damon said and giggled a bit.

"No you are not" Jade said to him stopping his hands movements with her own hand.

Damon nodded, "Yeah I am. I let myself care again."

"Follow me" Stefan said as he walked into the boarding house heading towards the door that lead down to the attic.

"What's wrong with her?" Alaric said a little impatient by Stefan's lack of information.

"She took off a pendant that was keeping her alive." Stefan said stopping at the foot of the stairs.

Alaric stopped as well remembering all the things he read in his daughter's journal. "She dieing?"

Stefan nodded, turned around and kept on walking, "She refused to drink blood as well in order to keep on living."

Stefan stopped at the open door letting Alaric pass by him and walk into the cellar first.

Alaric looked down at the scene in front of him. His daughter was being held in the arms of a vampire he greatly disliked and she looked as if she was in the brink of death or dead already.

Alaric rushed forward and kneeled right in front of the pair. He cupped Jade's face in his hands, "Jady" he said his eyes watering at the site of her blood shot eyes that were barely open.

"Daddy" Jade responded her voice coming out raspy.

"Baby, why did you take it off? You know what would happen."

"I couldn't let her win daddy."

"Win? Baby your talking nonsense."

"She wants me to be like her."

A tear ran down his face overwhelmed by all he had previously read in his daughter's journal and the hell she has gone through, "You could never be Isobel baby you're too good."

All of a sudden Jade started having a coughing fit.

Damon spoke, his voice emotionless, "She needs blood."

Alaric got Jade to look at him again, her coughs growing less intense.

"Jady I won't hate you if you do this. I could never hate you but if you give up now she wins anyway."

More tears ran down Jades face now and she brought her hands to her face nodding nodded in agreement.

Alaric looked at Stefan who held a new bottle of blood in his hands. Stefan threw it in his direction and he caught it in his hands. He uncapped it quickly while Damon started taking Jades hands out from in front of her face.

Alaric placed the bottle in her hands. She looked at it for a few seconds before her eyes turned completely black and she was chugging the bottles contents until there was none left.