Hola my friends it is great to be back on TVD! I wanted to say thanks to all who haven't abandoned this story thinking that I did. This chapter is very personal to me because there are two characters that are very near to me. The head of household is named after my fifth grade crush! Lol and the other set the basis for my future story. It connects the books by L J Smith with my theory and information, oh also I realized I so got Lily's age wrong in chapter one…it was her 53rd birthday not 56th so I'm gonna clarify here every ones age. Also the year is 1642
Lily is 75 years old
Brandon is the same age as her because they were turned the same night.
Francesca is 10 years old
Damon apparently was turned in 1470(or so I hear it on fansites) so he's 172
One more thing a lot of people are writing about the tv in the book section of TVD on Fanfiction and it's kinda annoying. That's why there is a tv section so that the tv fanfic is put there. There are so many references and stories based off the television show in the book fanfic place that it's kinda detracting from the original books. Please if you are going to write about a dark haired Katherine and Elena or a blue eyed Damon; write it in the tv section so that there is no confusion. The books are by L J Smith, the tv show is by Julie Plec please respect that guys. I mean I Know I used some references like the bloody eyes but that's cuz I think that's pretty cool. Katherine's not a bitch in the books she's just crazy and naïve. Klaus doesn't have siblings and Meredith is not a doctor lol! Thank you if you actually read this part! Now without much more to bore you…here is the story!
Lily and LaVia waited inside as the men prepared the horses. They were going to have a little practice run with the Brisons before moving on to the DeMarcos. Having done this many times Lily didn't think they needed practice, but Damon wanted to be sure about what they were doing, and the Brisons' were almost as well of as the DeMarcos. The plan was to get invited into the house, and stay the night, after gaining their trust of course then take them for all they had. It was fairly simple and Lily wished it were a bit more challenging but all in all she was excited. Brandon would be going with them on this one, and he would be in charge of his section of the house! He was so excited; Damon had taught him all of what he needed to do, mainly which involved listening to Damon and not getting in the way. LaVia and Harry were going to be doing their own thing that night with the Di Caprios'. When they all had their money they would move on. As soon as they were ready Harry came in and beckoned the females to him. They went and soon the five of them were riding in their carriage across Florence to the Brison's place. The week before Damon had played nice with the man of the house and gotten an invitation to visit whenever he liked, with his wife and her brother.
"So what is the official plan since you feel the need to plan everything?" Lily asked Damon curiously. He turned to her and she fixed his collar.
"We get invited this time, in a very legit way and then we carefully and quietly steal their money." She pouted and pushed a piece of his dark hair out of his face
"Well that's no fun, I wanted there to be fighting and blood going everywhere." She turned to Harry and LaVia "Will there be carnage at the Di Caprios'?" Harry held out a hand to her and kissed the air between them
"Well of course, I'm not afraid of being caught." Damon growled low
"Nor am I, I just don't want there to be too much damage. We may need to come here again in the future and I don't want a reputation where they know my face. I like to stay a mystery." Lily grinned at her mate
"Remember when we would do break-in Damon? And rip through the bodies. All that warm blood pumping out of their veins." She licked her lips and looked up at him. Damon's eyes blazed with hunger at the thought of past rendezvous. Brandon spoke up
"What will we do after robbing them?" Damon turned to him and sighed
"Unfortunately, we will have to leave Florence for a while. We'll be back so don't worry." He continued as Brandon opened his mouth to protest. "We will become so known in all of Italia!" the carriage moved along until they got to the outskirts of the Di Caprios' land. Harry and LaVia bid them goodnight and hopped out. Soon they were off again.
Lily hummed on the way and Damon and Brandon talked about the schedule. The head of the house Antonio Mikael Brison was a warrior some time ago, logical piece of work who could out-smart the thickest thief; well so far. Their company had flourished in the last eight decades Lily had been a vampire and she was looking forward to more surprises and more blood sharing with Damon. Their carriage arrived at Damon helped Lily out, Brandon following. They moved easily together to the half lit door and Damon knocked on it. A young man answered. He frowned at them
"Who are you and what do you want?" Damon smiled and stepped forward
"Angelo Ricci my wife Giovanna and her brother Lucio; we were invited by Antonio himself." The man opened his mouth but another interrupted him.
"It is alright Cristian, let them in." the man took a deep breath and opened the door wider
"You may enter our home." Lily turned her smile on as she walked through
"Thank you Cristian." He tried hard not to blush, not even when she touched his arm. Antonio Brison was an older man with salt and pepper hair cropped short and a nice build. Lily thought to Damon how fun it would be to play with him, but he told her no. Brison spread his arms wide and grinned before taking Damon's hand and shaking it enthusiastically. He did the same to Brandon then turned to Lily. Still speaking to Damon, he kept his eyes on the blond
"Ah Angelo, how very nice of you to bring your wife; and what a beautiful wife she is." He took Lily's hand and kissed it. "Giovanna, bella so good to meet you finally, Angelo goes on and on about you." Lily politely giggled
"It is so very nice to meet you too Signore Brison." He shook his head
"No, no you are my friends you will call me Antonio. Come with me, I have invited a few more guest over. It is time to be introduced." His house was enormous. The ceilings were high and the walls were gold. He had long hallways lined with glass cases filled to their brim with artifacts of which he explained on the way. Lily made comments while Brandon stayed quiet. They rounded a corner to a large room with comfy couches and a long oak table where eight men and women were sitting. Antonio beckoned the Salvatore's in. "Look who has come over?" Antonio exclaimed and the humans turned.
"Hello," Lily said softly. The men stood and the women smiled immediately at Damon and Brandon. they all stood and they met in the middle. The first man to reach Lily was a blond man with striking blue eyes. He took her hand and kissed it slowly
"Nikolas Finnely, pleasure meeting you…" she held his eyes as she spoke
"Giovanna Ricci." He smirked and pulled back then turned to Damon and shook his hand. He didn't ask for his name just turned to Brandon and shook his hand as well. Damon glanced at Lily who was introducing herself to the other men and women. Once everyone was acquainted they sat at the table and spoke some more. Lady Ramono and her husband Jared had come to hear Brison's story of war and adventure, also to admire his many trophies. There was a small party with drinks and food, the serving girls moving off the walls every so often.
"So what brings you to Antonio's this evening Angelo?" Mrs. Mikayla Swanson simpered. She and her husband were from the new American state Massachusetts. There apparently had been a reprise for the witches of Salem. Lily giggled over that when she heard 'it is just so funny they believe the place called Salem to be inhabited by witches. All the real witches have gone, they named the place Salem after their ancestors then left when things got to crowded' she had laughed to him one night. She and her husband had gone abroad to Italy because they heard of a witch hunter who could eradicate their town permanently of the witches but found Antonio instead and became great friends. Damon cleared his throat and lounged back in his chair
"Antonio is to show me his most prized possession. We have things in common that go far beyond the spectrum of life." Jared frowned
"What does that mean exactly?" Antonio leaned forward for it had gotten quiet
"I believe there is a way to live forever without ever aging." Susan Cartwright laughed
"Surely you don't mean that?" Antonio nodded and stood
"But don't you wish it my friends, to be young forever and enjoy life without a condition in the world."
"If you're talking about the old folklore vampirism, you are wrong about the condition," Nikolas spoke up and Lily raised her brow
"Who said anything about vampirism?" she inquired. Damon reached for his drink and took a few sips
"Yes who?" Nikolas inclined his head to Brison.
"Isn't that what you are talking about Antonio, vampirism? Because if so, I would say that drinking blood is the condition. If you want to stay young and vital you must drink it…at least that is how the story goes." Nikolas said. Antonio shrugged
"A small price to pay for eternally youth and glory, what do you say would you?" the dinner table was quiet then one of the servant girls spoke out.
"I wouldn't, that would mean leaving my family all behind. Watching them age and die without me. I imagine being a vampire is very lonely." For once Brandon said something
"You are right girl," but she was already looking down. Antonio turned to her with a quizzical look on his face
"You have no family." She didn't look up
"But if I did sir, I am sorry I did not mean to steal into your conversation." He continued to stare at her for a moment then laughed
"It is alright Talia my dear, you do make a good point," he turned back to the table and looked at Brandon "At least you got the boy to finally speak." Lily touched Brandon's arm
"Oh he is very shy; he must think she's pretty." Brandon rolled his eyes and Damon shook his head.
"Well I for one would not like to be a demon like the ones in the stories, the drinking of blood sounds disgusting on its own, just think of having to bite a person to get it." Mikayla shuddered and so did Ambra Matisse as her husband chuckled. Around the table they went, sharing their disgust for that life. Antonio said of course
"I would just live forever; happy that I can see anything I want. What about you Angelo, Giovanna?" Damon and Lily shared an amused look before Lily answered
"I would like to live forever only and only if I could be with my husband."
"The same for me," Damon murmured. Antonio laughed heartily then cued the music. They all danced around the room, drinking and laughing as they did so. Lily was asked to dance by Nikolas and she graciously accepted. They twirled around the room each taking turns to laugh at the other.
"You are not from Italy." Lily stated as soon as he took her in his arms.
"Oh no, I'm from a placed quite uncivilized, I migrated to Europe a few years back, my family is originally from Hungary. You were born here weren't you?"
"How can you tell?" they both smiled at that "yes, I was born in Florence, despite that my accent is almost all gone, which saddens me." He pretended to pout for her
"Well that is too bad; because I think your voice is beautiful with or without it." He turned her and she flipped her hair flirtatiously
"Hmm, do you really mean it." He nodded
"Oh yes," his gaze was on her lips. She looked up at him through her lashes, her lips parted and she wet them quickly. He stepped back letting go of her hands slowly. The music had stopped and everyone else was either still drinking or talking in pairs. Brandon watched the serving girl Talia with interest while Damon chatted up Mikayla by the fire.
Antonio invited everyone to the smoking room for a performance by his dancers. The girls moved their bodies rhythmically to the drums of their people. They twirled and danced on the tables grabbing the men and pulling them up with to their faces. Damon got a dark haired girl who danced all over him. He smiled and let her do as she pleased while Lily and Nikolas made eyes at each other. Brandon continued to stare at Talia and she blushed every time she caught his stare. The men dancers jumped around in front of the roaring fire and pulled the ladies out of their chairs. Lily stood and pulled Nikolas up with her.
"I can play like a dancer as well, would you like to see?" his eyes were wide and impossibly blue
"Yes, I would love to see that." She turned and pressed her back to his chest and swayed her hips. He gasped at the friction between them and held her lightly. Everyone was so entranced with the dancers that no one noticed Angelo's wife seducing Nikolas Finnely, no one but Damon and he wasn't too happy about that.
Many were staying the night, when they were alone Damon told Antonio he couldn't stay but soon after showing Damon his most prized possession, he looked sure and convinced of staying in the enormous house. They were shown their rooms and where he was in case of an emergency. Brandon took the room near Lily and Damon, which Damon also noticed was near the door which led to the servants' quarters. Damon shut the door and turned to Lily. Walking over to the vanity she pulled her hair up off of her neck and clipped it with golden clips. Damon didn't speak for a while so she glanced over at him
"Did you enjoy yourself?" he crossed his arms and started pacing. Instead of answering he snapped
"If I didn't I'm sure glad I know you did, what was his name Nikolas Finnely, how did he manage to get invited to this gathering. At least we have a true purpose for being at Brison's." she stood and went to him
"Damon don't do this right now, you're right we did come here for a reason. Let us do what we are here to do and leave. You need not worry about him." She kissed his cheek then said casually "what did you think of all of Antonio's stories about the war. All of his fights and adventures." Her eyes lit up "I thought they were exciting!" his face did not change from the hardened grim expression it had become at the mention of Nikolas. She pouted then crossed her arms over her chest "Alright then, let's get this over with. Shall I get Brandon?" he stilled her with one hand
"No, we'll wait till everyone is at least half asleep, the liquor has made only half of them a bit fuzzy." She stared at him
"Are you mad at me because of Nikolas?" when he shook his head she rubbed his shoulder "Alright," Lily turned away from him and fixed her dress. Damon went to the table across from the bed and picked up a few papers he had given Lily earlier. "So what is the plan? How much are we taking?"
"We are going to his vault, I searched through his mind, it's downstairs guarded by two men with swords. There is a new metal lock, it's all bundled up so we don't need to think of a way to get it out. His banker is here did you notice?" Lily frowned
"Really, who was he?" Damon chuckled
"Cristian, who opened the door, did you think he was the butler? No, no he is the banker from Sicily that Antonio has come every time he does his checks. Would you like to Influence him to drop the remainder of Brison's money in our account." Lily wrapped her arms around his neck
"Hmm, you are so amazing Damon. It will be quick and easy and no one has to die." She sighed at that but shook her head "no matter, we are getting what we came here for and that's good." He pulled her chin up slightly and kissed her lips. She pushed herself up on tiptoes and kissed him back. "Isn't this fun my love?" her eyes gleamed with anticipation and Damon couldn't help himself. He had to have her then and there. Picking her up, he threw her down on the bed and crawled over her. She giggled softly and closed her eyes. Damons' fangs pierced her throat and she moaned out loud. It was heavenly to feel him drinking her blood, taking her unlife and mixing it with his own. She held him to her and pushed their hips together hard. Damon hissed against her throat and sucked harder. Her nails clawed through his shirt and hit his back in furrows. Damon arched up with a groan and opened his mouth to scream out, but she grabbed him and covered his mouth with a kiss. They rolled around on the bed, getting blood all over the sheets; if they had time they would burn them, and making animal noises in each other's ears.
Finally after a few hours of playing and almost making love they redressed in dark clothing and got ready. Before they went Lily found Cristian in the parlor room, pouring over papers and gave him a powerful suggestion to send everything up to three months in advanced to a private account known only by six numbers. It was untraceable in case Brison found out about it and tried to get his money back. Once that was done they got back to business. Brandon was to watch out for the guards in each hall while Damon and Lily moved undetected down the stairs to the vault room.
Two guards stood at the outer door which was heavy and locked with a metal lock. Damon glanced at Lily and she walked out. The men stood at attention then when they saw who it was they relaxed slightly
"Excuse me Signora but you are not supposed to be down here, it is off limits to Signore Brison's guests." Lily stumbled as if she were drunk and hung on to the guard on the left
"Oh my! I do not know how I came to be here Signore, I am very sorry which way to I go?" she reached for the door behind him "Here, is this the way out?" he held her off easily and almost picked her up off her feet
"No, Signora this is not the way, go back where you came…" there was a loud thump from behind the man on the right and he turned quickly. Lily stood straight and raised her hand, her guard yelled "Stop what are you doing, alert him of intruders!" shocked Lily's hand stilled then she cursed and turned around
"Damon, what's going on?" there was another loud thump then Damon appeared
"Someone else is down here, they got here first."
"How is that possible, I didn't hear anyone…" the door beside them exploded off its hinges and both Damon and Lily hit the floor hard. It felt like a tiny explosion right beside them and they were surprised they didn't burn up. Their eyes adjusted and Damon felt something grainy in his mouth. He spit several times before hopping to his knees.
"Get the diamonds and the coins, don't miss a thing." Said a familiar voice and all of Lily's senses went off at once. She couldn't believe who it was. Damn it all to hell, Damon was always right.
"Nikolas? Is that you?" through the slight dust they saw the blond man standing with a sword in his hand. He looked almost shocked to see Lily on her knees a few feet from him
"Giovanna, are you drunk? You should not be here it's too dangerous."
"I cannot believe we are being challenged by you of all men. You know you're right, it is dangerous so hand over the money and jewels or things will get bloody." Damon said getting to his feet. Nikolas frowned then said
"You two are mercenaries? But how I know all the empires and companies…all the others are pillaging France and England no one is supposed to be in Florence." Damon allowed a smile as Lily stood as well
"Oh and we are, I have many associates in different places, give us what we came here for." Nikolas got into a fighting stance, sword held out
"Sorry sir, but this is my night, I have my men stationed all over this house so if you try to stop me I will be forced to kill you." Damon opened his mouth to speak but Lily interrupted
"How did you get into the room, the guards were right here?" Nikolas looked at her and his face softened slightly
"I have been working this job for a long time, Brison's old guards died mysteriously about a month ago; my men replaced them." As if that was their cue, the two men grabbed Lily and Damon by their arms and held them in a vice grip. "I'm not very sorry about this because you tricked me."
"And you tricked me, Nikolas, now you have three choices: you can give us the money and jewels easily and we won't hurt you, you can give us the money and we can work together and you'll become part of our company (Damon snorted at that one), or my husband and I can kill you now and take the money from you. Which one would you prefer?" Nikolas wasted no time
"How about I take my earnings and walk out safe, while my men kill you." He stated that quite easily. Lily looked at Damon and he at her. Then the two of them shrugged off the guards as if they were lint then snapped their heads against the nearest walls just as easily. They crumbled to the ground and Nikolas took a step back into the vault. "You're trained assassins aren't you?" Lily grinned and moved closer.
"Oh no Nikolas, we're not." Damon growled as his face shifted to that of a hunter
"We're immortals" Lily whispered her face changing too. He struck out with his sword, never letting go of his bundles of money. Lily dodged it then grabbed for the hilt. Damon took his wrist and tugged him forward. They both hissed as the money went flying.
Upstairs, Brandon was searching the halls. He heard the exchange between his sires and Nikolas so he decided to look for the rest of the men stationed in Brison's home. It was a very big and complex house so Brandon started on the third floor and worked his way down. He met a few men, discussing the heist and compelled them to forget all about it. They were to go back to guarding as if that were really their job. On the second floor he found different guards. At first he thought they really did guard the house, but on closer inspection found they were mercenaries as well. But apparently not working with Nikolas. There was something almost smooth about the way they moved through the house. Not like vampires, but like humans who had been trained so well on the art of thievery. Brandon probed their minds but stopped immediately. Or he was stopped. It felt like he had hit a brick wall running and deduced why after only a few seconds. Vervain. Someone knew about vampires and that someone was very strong. The men who he had tried to probe looked up. Brandon melted quickly into the shadows. Damon and Lily didn't want any trouble, so he didn't want to make any. One of the men turned to the other
"Did you feel that, something just passed over me?"
"What do you think vampire? How can there be a vampire in the house we've been here for months." The first man pulled a stake out and Brandon felt his body seize up with trepidation.
"Must be one of the guests from that party Brison had earlier. He invited one in."
"Should we pull out?" the man shook his head
"No, she needs this crystal; it's her only shot to please the council." 'She?' Brandon wondered as he moved back slightly. The men kept checking the trophy cases, sliding the doors back gently and probing the artifacts with long metal sticks. There was a loud yell from the basement, heard faintly by the men but loud and clear from Brandon.
"Are our men downstairs?" the taller man asked suddenly, his voice uneasy.
"There's not supposed to be, we came for the artifact and the artifact only." They both suddenly had stakes in their hands. Brandon couldn't let them go now. He had to kill them. Moving through the shadows as fast as light he knocked into the shorter man and turned for the other quick. The man drew back the stake and Brandon reached for his wrist, like Damon taught him and snapped it. The man bit his lip on his cry and Brandon had to give him credit for that. The other man was getting up, stake ready as he ran at Brandon's back. Brandon slipped from between them and let the man ram his stake into his friend. This time he did yell out as blood gushed from his wound. Brandon's eyes turned red and he pushed the one with the stake away so he could taste the blood. He held the man to him to keep him from falling and started to suck.
A sword punched clean through his heart from his back and he dropped the man, arms flung out to his sides as his eyes widened. The man moaned and tried to pull himself up. Brandon groped the sword frantically, trying to pull it out. He turned to see who had done it to him. A girl, dressed in men's clothing stood, feet apart her long dark hair heavy on her shoulders. Her dark blue eyes were angry and fierce but that wasn't what surprised him. What surprised him was that he recognized her. It was the serving girl, Talia.
"How dare you take his blood; you filthy vampire," Her voice had changed; it wasn't soft or sweet but hard and strong. Brandon touched his chest as blood leaked out. He pushed on the sword as hard as he could, slicing through his palms at the same time. That didn't matter, he needed it out. It slid and dropped to the floor clanging loudly. Brandon wondered why no one had run to investigate all the sounds. His chest started to heal slowly his palms already done. She pulled back in a stance and Brandon backed up
"Please, it isn't like that. They attacked me and he started bleeding. I didn't make the wound myself." He didn't know why he was explaining himself to this girl, who looked like she wanted to kill him; perhaps it was because he had watched her with wonder the entire night and thought she was beautiful. But the fact remained that she was working with these men, so it was safe to say she was his enemy. She also needed an artifact from one of the many cases. While tempted to ask what, he was also tempted to run. She had pushed a sword through his skin as easy as if he were nothing more than liquid.
"Safe your excuses vampire, why do you seek the Crystal of Origins, what could you possibly do with it?" he shook his head and wiped off his shirt
"I do not seek it, but I am curious as to why you seem to want it so much." By the way she stared he knew that she wasn't going to tell him "And you expected me to answer, yet you won't do the same. Do you think because you are human you have special privileges?"
"It is the vampire who believes he is special." She said right before she attacked. She was strong; he didn't know how she was almost matching his strength. The men hadn't felt this strong, even though they were trained, but she…she was close to winning. She kicked him in his almost healed chest and he flew back, hitting the wall behind him and groaned as his wound started to split open again. He couldn't get back up, it felt as if a giant hand were holding him down by his chest, and every time he breathed it rocked his insides. She pulled a long stake out of the pocket of her pants and Brandon knew that this was it. He surrendered himself over to her. She slammed her stake-ridden hand downward over his heart and Brandon closed his eyes. When the death dealing blow didn't come a few moments later he opened them. Lily was standing in front of him, sharpened part of the stake tight in her hand. The girl struggled with Lily for a moment, trying to pull it out of her grip
"Well would you look at that, a vampire hunter posing as the servant girl, how creative…no I mean it very creative. I never would have thought that you were so strong." Then Lily pushed with all her might. The girl went flying back; she hit the wall so hard that it would have shattered any normal humans' spine and slid to the floor. Slowly, wincing all the way, she stood and got back into position. "I could have killed you before you stood but I did not. I promised I wouldn't kill tonight so I won't."
"What about Nikolas?" Brandon asked as he got to his feet. Lily shook her head and turned to the still bleeding man. "That was an accident Lily."
"It's alright I'll take care of it. Take the door to the servants quarters, Damon is waiting with our things." Without further questions he disappeared. Lily walked over to the man and lifted him. "You're on vervain so I can't compel you but I will heal you." Biting into her wrist she held it to his mouth. Startled he drank and in no time his wound was healed "you aren't mercenaries so I warn you, come after us and I will take my time with your death." Letting him go she moved to the girl. She sniffed her lightly and smiled "you are the chosen hunter girl aren't you, so I couldn't compel you even if I tried." After a beat lily said "you're also a witch." She grabbed the girl's free hand and held it tight.
Talia gasped and shuddered. The vampire girl was also a witch. She could feel it in her blood and under her skin. She was a powerful witch too, Talia was only a novice, but she could feel the barely leashed power of older witch. Talia had cast a charm of silence, which was why no one had come running in on them. That and she and a few of her hunters had slipped something in the whiskey that had put everyone to sleep. That Nikolas fellow knew something was up, he had to if he wasn't asleep and was causing a commotion down stairs. She thought back to what the girl said about mercenaries, mercenaries trusted no one. The potion had no effect on vampires; she knew that now and would have to work harder to perfect it. It scared her that witches could become vampires just like everyone else, but it also comforted her to know that if she was ever turned against her will she would retain her powers. The vampire leaned into her and whispered
"It's alright, I only hurt you because you were going to kill my Brandon, and I can't have that; besides he likes you." At that Talia went cold. She and the vampire had been giving each other looks all night. He made her nervous but in a good way. She never suspected he was in any shape, way, or form a vampire. When he turned around and she saw his grey eyes and perfect face she was shocked, so shocked that it didn't even show on her face. Now it didn't mean anything, because he was a vampire and she was probably still going to die tonight. The vampire shook her head at something then sighed "you were after something here tonight as well, a crystal." She let go of her hand and stepped back "Have at it; we only came for the money and jewels if you believe this crystal to be in the cases then fine, we don't want it. I don't want to kill a fellow witch but if we cross paths again and you threaten my family, I'll have to." She looked around the hallway and Talia let her eyes sweep it too. There was minimal damage to the room, the walls had plaster chipping away and there were pools of blood drying on the carpet. "My mess was in the vault room and I cleaned that up, I suppose now it's your turn. Goodbye Talia, I hope the next time we meet the um circumstances are much better." She placed a kiss on Talia's cheek then was gone. Her men were just standing, Paul clutching his wrist and Morgan his chest. She took several breaths before she got herself under control
"Paul, get Samuel and have him check the basement, then get team three in to clean up, we don't have much time my glamor won't hold for long and we have wasted valuable time. I need that crystal." And with that she turned around and ran off. She raced downstairs to the first floor and out the side door, where the stable house was. There was only one horse left; the others must have been set free. She checked the servants' quarters; all the other real servants were asleep. She shed her clothes and pulled on a clean white dress, her cloak and black boots. She met her team in the foyer.
"The vampires have escaped, but they left Nikolas Finnely alive. He is repeating that his team stole the money and killed the man, his wife and her brother. There is blood on the sheets to prove it. Their bodies were disposed of. Should we try to hypnotize him?" she shook her head
"No, if Brison knows that he invited more than one party of thieves into his home he will have his people search for them. And that is our job. Get things back to normal. I'll end my spell and we can alert the house of murder and thievery. I'll have to search for my crystal tomorrow night." The men nodded then got to work. Talia picked up her sword and fished through her cloak for her handkerchief. Carefully she wiped the blood from it then stared at the blood of the vampire. Brandon was still on her mind, and not in the way that he should be. Freezing her mind she forced herself to focus on her mission, the Crystal of Origins and getting it so she could complete her life's work. She had to find that crystal, her family depended on it.
The carriage made its way across Florence to the city's gate. they had accomplished what they needed to that night without killing anyone and for that Lily was proud. Damon was still a bit angry over Nikolas spoiling their perfect plan, but Lily could care less about him. The real problem was the hunter slayer and her people. She told them not to follow nor hunt her but she was sure the girl would as soon as she got the crystal she was searching for. She didn't mention the girl to Damon though; she knew how he felt about the hunters. They had run into some a few months back and they had scarred him so deep with their weapons that he'd probably rip the girls head off at first sight. She noticed Brandon didn't say anything either. It would be their little secret then. Brandon watched as they left Florence behind through the little window. He was still thinking of Talia and how he had willingly let her almost stake her. His heart hurt, but not from the sword and that was all he knew.
Well there we go you guys. I updated VK so it was time for TVD. I'm happy with the way this turned out. I added some new elements to the story, a flash forward should be next chapter if I'm feeling up to it. Literally I had no idea what I wanted for this chapter, it just came to me, all the twists anyway. I kinda only had a girl be the leader because I read an Angel book a long time ago named Cursed and a chick totally stole something from some rich dude. The whole slayer twist came to me all of a sudden cuz that chick Talia was supposed to get murdered this chapter along with her family, which is totally out now that she's a hunter slayer. The crystal was supposed to be named Shalimar…good thing I changed that haha! The Hunter Slayer business will be explained in future chapters also that mysterious man and Katherine are gonna meet, whoo maybe that will give you something to think about when you reread the first four TVD books Anyways…I hope you liked it you guys and tell me if you thought the Nikolas dude was Klaus! I was torn cuz I wanted him to be Klaus but thought it was too soon…does that mean Klaus is coming? Well you're just gonna have to review and find out