Hey, this is my first Vampire Diaries fanfiction so I'm excited! Reviews are welcomed and I hope you enjoy! :D So, most of the chapters following this while be from either Rosalind or Damon's POV because they are the funniest to write from! OH and the next few chapter will mainly be in the flashbacks.
Rosalind POV
I sat there, waiting for some emotion to flicker across their faces..nope, nothing. I just told them about Elijah asking for my help and neither of them knew what to say.
"So Elijah came to you for help?" Stefan asked. I nodded to confirm the idea.
"What else happened after that? Tell us the rest of the story," Damon stated simply. I looked over at him than back at Stefan. They did need to know this, otherwise certain things wouldn't make sense to them.
"Well, I told the Thermone family that I must be going because I my stay was becoming to long," I started to say before getting sucked into the tale.
"Ms. Whyte! Ms. Whyte! Why for all the rushing?" Mr. Thermone asked me as I hurriedly packed my suitcase. I didn't know why, but getting out of here looked like the best choice for now. I patted down the suitcase and looked up at Mr. Thermone. My hair was still in its complex hairstyle with the hat, but I could tell the elegance it was supposed to show was turned into me looking deadly. I took a couple of steps towards him. He didn't look scared, just shocked at my movement. My eyes met his and I smiled up at him.
"You will finish my packing, and bring it to my ride outside. If anyone asks where I'm going you tell them I had a family emergency and not to worry about it," I compelled him.
"I will finish the packing and bring it to your ride. I will tell anyone asking where you went that you had a family emergency and not to worry about it," He repeated. My smile widened at him and patted his shoulder.
"Thank you," I said, as I walked out of the room. I walked down the hall to the stairs. Each step felt like forever in the dress I was wearing, it wasn't that hard to move in unless you wanted to rush. I opened the front door and smiled at my ride. It was a horse drawn carriage with an older man at the ropes controlling the horses. I walked up to him and smiled my best lady-like smile.
"Hello, Ms. Whyte," The man greeted me. I held out my hand to him and he grabbed it, pulled it to his lips, and kissed it.
"Nice to meet you, Mister?" I said. He released the grip from my hand and smiled at me. His teeth near the back were messed up but other than that he had a brilliant smile.
"Mister Yerter," He told me. I smiled bigger at Mr. Yerter to show I heard him.
"May I get some help?" I asked. Mr. Yerter jumped off of the carriage and pulled out a step from a compartment. He put it on the ground and held out a hand for me to take. I took it gently and stepped on the stool than up on the carriage with my dress in my free hand. I walked through the carriage door and took my hand away from the man's grip.
"Thank you," I told him.
"Mr. Thermone will be coming down with my luggage. After that, you can began to leave for Mystic Falls, Virginia. If you don't mind, I think Mr. Thermone needs help," I said to him. My tone suggested he should go and help Mr. Thermone with everything. Mr. Yerter got the hint and left to go help him. The real reason I sent Mr. Yerter to help Mr. Thermone? I could feel/hear the presence of somebody else, it was a vampire. I listened closer using my 6th sense and could recognize the aura of the person.
I smiled as I turned my head to my left.
"Hello, Clark," I said. There sitting beside me was a man in his early 20s with blonde hair and green eyes. He was wearing the trousers and his hair looked wind swept. He was just running.
"Your leaving?" He asked. His raised eyebrow made me tilt my head in a questioning way. Their was a tone that made me believe he was judging me.
"Yes, an emergency came up," I answered him. I was being careful with what I said around Clark. See, me and him were not friends, just assets to each other.
"What emergency?" The tone was harsh, with a hint of annoyance. That was enough to sent me over the edge. Usually, I would be calm but Clark did not deserve patience if this is how he would act. I glared over at him.
"Why do you care?" I snapped. He leaned forward with a cruel laugh echoing throughout the carriage.
"You have something to hide, what is it?" He asked. I crossed my arms than uncrossed them. I checked everywhere around us then closed the carriage doors before turning to Clark.
"I have nothing to hide, now go! You are testing my temper, Clark, and you will end up with death," I informed him. I pointed to the door that was closer to him and he frowned. He grabbed my wrist and pulled my closer until we were only inches apart.
"Rosalind, do not act so tough. You are not as strong as you think," He told me. That just made me even more angry. I focused on the closest sounds. The two men were still packing up my luggage and everyone else was busy with chores...perfect.
I opened the door that was by Clark than at vampire speed I grabbed his shoulders and threw him out of the carriage and into the woods. I ran after him and grabbed his face before smashing it into the ground. I went to the nearest tree and ripped a part of it off. I looked over at the struggling figure of Clark. His head had blood coming out of it that was slowly healing. I walked towards him, my heels leaving imprints into the ground. I took the stick and held it above my head.
"Strength is not nearly as important as stealth," was the last line that entered Clark's head before I stabbed him with the branch. His face grew older and gross and I shuddered at the thought of that happening to me. I turned around and entered the carriage just as the two men came out with my stuff. I pretended not to hear them so when the knock came on my door I just mhmmm to let him know that we could take off.
I sat there thinking as the carriage took off at an average rate. I had just killed Clark, one of the only vampires who lived in this town...I didn't feel sad about it. I don't like killing others, but Clark had it coming to him. Always taking things for granted, and teasing people almost like he thought he was the king.
Would killing vampires be a problem for me? What about humans? I never really made plans, I just went with what I had to deal with. But, now I had to observe the town and get to know it...maybe I should try the Salem Witch Trials but this time with vampires...
"Wait, your the one that gave the idea for the tomb?" Stefan interrupted. I frowned over at him.
"Not exactly, I need to tell you everything before you can really understand what went on," I answered him. I could tell this would be taking a while to explain everything, but it wasn't like I couldn't skip some stuff that was un-important.
"So while we have story time, others are in danger. Brilliant," Damon said. My eyes widened when I realized he was right...others were in danger and I was just telling them about me! I jumped out of my seat and grabbed Damon and Stefan by their wrists. I yanked them out of their seats and walked to the exit.
"Call Elena, Bonnie, Jeremy, Caroline, everybody," I ordered the both of them. I dragged them to my car and pushed them into the seats. Both of them were shocked at my strength, that much was evident by their expressions. I got into the drivers seats and started the car.
"Tell them to meet at the boarding house. Now!" I demanded. Stefan got out his cell phone and began texting/calling everyone. I saw Damon's eyes in the mirror and turned to face him.
"You're not helping because?" I asked, pulling out of the parking lot.
"I don't think they'll listen to me," He answered. I nodded and drove off to the boarding house. It didn't take long due to my speedy driving and it was late so nobody was on the roads. When I arrived at the Salvatore house there were a couple of cars. I parked the car and walked into the house with the brothers behind me. I sat down on the couch opposite where the people Stefan called were standing. I looked up at them and recognized faces instantly.
Elena looked exactly like Katharine. Wow, it must really suck being a doppleganger..she's dragged into everything.
Bonnie had resemblance to Emily, but Bonnie had this nice, calm look in her eyes while Emily had the dangerous, worried look.
Caroline was beautiful and crossing her arms. She looked worried and annoyed with her blonde hair messed up from something other than the wind outside.
Jeremy was really, really cute. He had brown eyes and brown hair, the same eyes as his sister. It looked good on him. He was watching me with careful eyes.
I was guessing Alaric was with Jenna...1) because they would never let Jenna be alone after her stabbing "herself" and 2) Alaric was a vampire hunter and dating Jenna if I was correct.
I looked at each of their faces with a sad smile on my face.
"Hello, everyone. My name is Rosalind Whyte, and you guys are in a worse situation than planned," I announced to all of them. I could see the shock enter everybody's face and I felt bad. Yes, I had to tell the, but it still wasn't fun one bit.
"What do you mean?" Jeremy asked. I held his gaze for a few seconds than looked away, it was too soon to look into the brown eyes that originated from Katharine.
"What I mean is you need to know everything you can," I told them and began to retell what I just told Stefan and Damon.
Mystery POV
I smashed into the wall, falling to the floor with vervain slathered on it. The door slammed shut, as the liquid started sticking to me. It burned through every particle of me, not resting at all. Every time I tried moving, the pain would restart. I let out screams of true pain and torture, hoping that I would get mercy. But, I knew it was pointless, you don't agree to the originals plan unless you can pull through.