A/N: Hi everyone, this is Celinachanz here, I am truly sorry I haven't updated in a while, I have been busy with dance exams and rehearsals, as I have landed myself a semi-main role in this year's production! Anyway, enjoy chapter eight!

Chapter Eight

Out of everyone in the school, I just had to see the face that I wanted to avoid the most. His face totally killed the mood. I understand that he must be heartbroken and slightly confused, but couldn't he give me some space? One hundred and fifty years must have taught him something, right? Apparently not. I push him to the back of my head and smile at Tyler. He smiles back and we enter the bowling centre. Surprisingly, I've never been bowling before. I've done some lawn bowling back in the 20th century but that was just used to pass over the hangovers.

'Hey Scarlett, ever been bowling before?'

'I've only done some lawn bowling. Let's just say it wasn't my cup of tea.' I reply dryly.

'Well then why did you suggest bowling for today?'

'I thought it might be different to lawn bowling. Well, is it?'

'Yeah, yeah, it's totally different. My dad used to lawn bowl. I think some of my baby hairs turned grey from watching him play. I guess that's how I got into normal bowling. Anyway, what size shoe do you wear?'

'Seven.'

Tyler walks over to the counter and smiles at the assistant.

'A size seven and a size ten, please.'

The assistant goes behind the racks and pulls out two pairs of really ugly shoes. My pair was vomit green and dark red. Tyler's pair was dark yellow and brown. Don't people have taste anymore?

Our names get entered onto the screen in our lane and I line up behind Tyler with my green bowling ball. Tyler steps forward and launches the ball towards the pins. He knocks seven down then takes the other three down with his next shot.

'Your turn Scarlett.'

I smirk and step forward. I throw the ball and use my power of the elements to guide the ball down to the centre of the pins, then increase the force and knock all ten pins down with a crash. Strike! I do a half spin and grin sweetly at Tyler whose mouth has dropped open.

'Not fair. You're a natural.' He laughs.

After three games, I had gotten strikes for all my turns (well, with interference with my witch abilities) and Tyler hadn't gotten any.

'Bad luck. Maybe next time.' I tease as we leave the bowling centre.

Tyler pouts and crosses his arms playfully as we cross the street. In the heat of the moment, he doesn't look as he crosses the street and a black Mercedes Benz comes speeding down the road towards him.

'Tyler!' I scream and dash across the street and shove him out of the way, leaving a dent in the car. The car however, doesn't stop and continues down the street. I memorise the number plate and plan to report it to the police. I turn to Tyler but then take a double take towards the number plate. HYBRID. I think back to my school timetable. Someone in Mystic Falls is targeting me, stalking me even. I run Tyler into a deserted street off the main road where I can check if he's okay. Tyler blinks rapidly.

'Very Edward – Bella moment there. Except it was Bella saving Edward.' Tyler chuckles.

'Now is not the time to be quoting vampire romance novels. I already quoted Little Red Riding Hood with Damon the other day.' I mutter as I check him for wounds. He has a couple of scratches, but it's nothing that his werewolf blood can't heal.

'Who do you think was in the black Mercedes that nearly knocked me over?' Tyler asks.

'I don't know. Wait, you're a vampire/werewolf hybrid right?'

'Yeah…'

'Well, the number plate of that car was HYBRID. You're a hybrid. I'm a hybrid. So they must be-'

'Wait, you're a hybrid?'

'Yeah, weren't you there when I told the group at lunch?'

'No, I mustn't have been. Well, what are you? Not to be offensive or anything.' He says apologetically.

'Haha, no, I've had worse in my lifetime.'

'You're lifetime being…'

'Four hundred and nine years old.'

'GAH!'

'Sorry?' I grin sheepishly.

'Okay, well then if you're that old, you must be a vampire… So what else are you?'

'Witch and werewolf.'

'Uhm, how can you be three? Unless you had three parents of course… oh that's awkward.'

I swallow uncomfortably and Tyler laughs at my expression.

'Well… Now that you put it that way…' I gulp.

'No, forget I said anything. Please continue.' He laughs.

'Okay, let's just keep it short and sweet. Klaus is my father.'

'WHAT?'

'Yeah, you heard me, Klaus is my father.'

His silence is deafening.

'Yeah, I know that's pretty awkward because Klaus is like your 'father' as he turned you into a hybrid. But let's not turn the bond towards the sibling side.' I laugh.

'Well, that's certainly spiked my interest. You know, apparently everyone in Mystic Falls has a purpose. Nobody comes here unless they have unfinished business or have something to do here.'

'Well, you're very right. I do have a purpose. The reason of me being here is to kill my father Klaus. He betrayed my mother, and I will kill him as my revenge. Revenge is as sweet as sugar, you know?'

'Well, Klaus must have betrayed your mother really badly for you to want murderous revenge.'

'Okay, so imagine this. Your father knocks up your mother then abandons her without realising he has a child. I was apparently a "mistake".'

'So you want revenge not only for your mother, but for yourself as well?'

'Yeah, I guess. I just need the satisfaction of making my father suffer. You know, I actually might not kill him; I might just make him suffer for life. And a life is a long time, especially when you can live for eternity.'

In a couple of minutes, Tyler stands up and he drives me home. He walks me up to my front porch and kisses me on the cheek to say goodbye.

'I had a great time Tyler, thanks a lot.' I smile.

'No problem. I had a great time too.'

'Okay, well I'll see you at school tomorrow, right?'

'Yeah, have a good night.'

I smile as I walk up my porch steps but my face turns into a hard expression when I see the black Mercedes parked on the street in front of my house. I whip my head to face the door and I see who is waiting for me. Klaus.

'Klaus. I've been looking for you.' I snarl.

'You found me. Now stop looking.'

I let out a growl.

'I mean, why are you looking for me anyway, you barely know me.' Klaus raises his eyebrows.

'Exactly. You betrayed your own family, you left my mother to die, and didn't even realise you had a child.'

'Well you're here now, well and alive, so why are you still holding a grudge?' He smirks.

That set me off.

I run into his chest and send him crashing to the ground.

'Prepare to die.'