Chapter 6: Mother Elena
Her red lipped smile kissed the side of the bartender's face as she settled into a stool, "Where are you from?" He asked her with sincerity, "The reason I ask is because you're definitely new to this part of town. You know, the witchy part of town?"
"I'm from Virginia, actually." Elena answered, "I heard through the grapevine this was the place to go if you're looking for information. I happen to be looking for information."
He pointed in the direction of a younger looking boy in the back corner of the club, "That's Kyle- kid's got behavior problems but he's the best when it comes to get information." Elena was star struck by his resemblance to her brother, dark hair and a strong face full of youth. He wore a black hoodie, much like Jeremy used to do in his emo phase and seemed to be sketching at the circular table. "What kind of info are you looking for?"
Elena did not answer his question. She walked over to Kyle in her black BeBe V-neck lacey cocktail dress, not trying to seduce him like she would have done to any other young guy in the club. "Kyle." She addressed him as she approached.
"Do I know you?" He asked in a punk attitude, "I mean you're hot and everything but I'm pretty sure I don't know you."
"You don't, but I know of you. I'm looking for information, I hear you're pretty dialed in around these parts." Elena said, "By the way, you will never know me the way you were implying. You remind me too much of my little brother and I'm into older guys."
"How much older?"
"Let's see, my last boyfriend was about a hundred and sixty years old and the boyfriend before that was somewhere between a hundred fifty, and a hundred sixty so- yeah." Elena laughed light heartedly as she spoke.
"Oh, so you're into vampires…that's cool." He nodded his head, "I have a girlfriend myself, a witch. I'm more into that lighting candles and starting wildfires kind of danger than the potential of being eaten." She was surprised by his honesty. "My son on the other hand thinks every mystical being around our house is cool and loving and I'm just waiting for him to meet a werewolf and call it a puppy."
"You have a son?" Elena asked in disbelief, "You're so young but then again who am I to judge? I dated brothers!"
"Yeah, he's two years old…you're pretty cool…?"
"Elena."
"Elena, that's a nice name." Kyle put down his pencil, "So- who do you need dirt on?"
"Sabine or Celeste. She's a witch in the French Quarter-"
"I know who she is." His face suddenly got dark, "She killed my family making me an orphan and now I live in a little shack with Korey and my son because of her. Why?" He asked, "You two got beef or something?"
"Or something." Elena said, "She's trying to kill the person who decides if my friend, family and myself die or not. Personally, I'm not ready to die." Elena's compassion took over her rational side of her brain, "Move in with me." She demanded, "I live in a five bedroom home with a pool by myself, trust me when I say move in with me."
"You don't know me, I could bite."
"Honey, your bite is nothing compared to mine." Elena informed him, "I don't mean any harm to you or your family. A kid your age with his own kid doesn't need to be living in this part of town with a crazy ass witch on the hunt."
"Five bedrooms?" Kyle asked, "Dude, you're like a mother. Why are you doing this?"
"You remind me of my brother and I wish there was someone like me when I lost all my loved ones around to help me with my brother…"
"Is he…dead?"
"Not anymore. But that doesn't mean that I haven't failed him in some way because I ran out of resources to help him with."
Elena needed company, even if they were complete strangers. It was the proof she needed to reassure her a person would do anything for their family. Kyle would move his young family into a stranger's house because it was better for them. Korey and Elena instantly bonded over tea as Elena explained what she was and her intentions when it came to bringing Kyle into her home. Korey was grateful and said she knew Elena had a good heart and her intentions weren't false.
That night though, Kyle told Elena about Celeste and his curse. "She's evil, pure evil and full of hate." He told her, "Apparently, I'm one of few warlocks in my bloodline that have this specific powerful gene. She asked me to join her in attempt to kill off the vampire race, but I'm equal opportunity…Vampires have the same right to live as witches and werewolves do. She'd been scheming for a long time because when I refused she tied my bloodline to some stupid spell. I don't even know what the spell is, all I know is its stupid."
Spoken like the average teenager.
"Witches and their ridiculous spells." Elena shook her head, "They can't ever make the fight easy, no offense Korey."
"None taken." Korey shrugged, "I'm a natural witch, I use the elements to control my magic and it's very basic. I don't take advantage of it."
"I wasn't given the choice to use basic magic. My heart is full of dark magic, strong and powerful magic that I don't want to use because I don't want to hurt people but if it comes down to war… I'll eventually have to use it for all it's worth."
Korey shrugs, "I hate it when people say you always have a choice, no you don't."
"Agreed." Kyle said.
"Agreed." Elena whispered. "I have to make a phone call real quick, I'll be right back. Korey, Jace is by the fireplace… do you want me to get him?"
"Yes! Please!"
Elena took her phone out of her back pocket while she picked up Jase. She dialed Elijah's number and pressed call- then she just waited. "Hello." He said shortly, "I've tried calling nine times and you've ignored me each time."
"P-Phonee." Jase laughed as he tried to grab Elena's phone from her, "Want Phone."
"But you can't have my phone, Jase." Elena smiled, "I know but I've been a little busy… and a little pissed off but I decided that we can't stay mad at each other during war time."
"That's reasonable…is that a baby in the background?" Elijah asked, "I need you to come over so we can discuss a plan to find my siblings, or I can come to you."
"I'm a little busy right now…"
"I can come to you." Click.