Rosalie POV
Normally having a member of the council utter the word Vampire wouldn't be so odd, except for the fact that it was getting repeatedly said over and over again. And it was said in a dead tone voice that got closer every second.
I looked over at Caroline who was staring at the door with huge, panicked eyes.
"So I'm guessing your mom doesn't usually act like a zombie..." I trailed off, going to the window. The pale curtains were covering the window, blocking my view. I pulled them back to see a very weird site in the driveway.
It was Caroline's mom...I think. She had the same blonde hair, and was wearing the Sheriff's uniform. Here's the weird thing: She was walking up the driveway slowly with her eyes locked on the door.
Thump, thump, thump, thump.
One step after another that brought her closer to the house. The way she was walking, the way she repeated the word, the way her eyes stared at absolutely nothing. It was, well, unnerving.
"Something's wrong," I said, backing away from the window. The curtain fell back into place which guarded the very view of the disturbing site outside.
"What's wrong with her?" Caroline asked, tears brimming her eyes. She started after the door, her hand outstretched to grab the golden knob.
"Something," I answered honestly, and watched carefully as her hand got closer to the knob. "No. I'll go."
Before she could argue, I knocked her hand out of my way to get to the door. And at vampire speed; I opened the door, and went to the driveway. Sheriff got closer every second, yet her voice seemed to never grow louder.
"Sheriff Forbes?" I asked hesitantly as I made my way over to slowly. I crossed my arms too paranoid to let myself feel vulnerable...she still moved like a zombie. The front door creaked open followed by footsteps or so I heard.
"Is she okay?" Caroline called out. I could practically hear the tears in her voice. My head snapped in her directions.
Another mistake I made.
The moment my head turned fully away from Mommy Forbes there was a whistling sound like a train yet faded. The sound of a fast moving vampire...one who was much faster than I.
I tried to move in time but I felt the strong grasp around my waist and the rough ground as I was tackled to the musty earth ground. It smelled of moss and dirt, and the moist wood chips pressed up against my left side of the face as I slid forward from the impact. I put my hands to the ground using my strength to pull myself up into a handstand then bending down for the takeoff. I pushed off the ground, and went flying high in the air.
The air whipped around my hair sending it everywhere, most of the dirt that had clinged to me came off into the air. I did an ariel flip that had me landing on one foot with other stretched out to the side and my arm placed on the ground. Caroline's gasp seemed loud in the eerie silent air.
"Go back in the house, Caroline," I instructed. My eyes brushed around the perimeter, but there was nothing. Absolutely nothing, or so that's what whoever wanted me to think. I slowly made my way into a standing position, and stood aware. There was someone out there, that I was sure of...but where were they?
The clambering of footsteps brought me out of my thought process. My head whipped over to the sound of them to see Caroline helping her mom into the house.
"Hurry," I hissed at her, frustrated. This was not a time for feelings to take over actions.
Please, like you wouldn't do what she was doing...My inner voice informed me as if I needed to hear that right now. But as I rewound the words in my head, I couldn't help but get flashbacks.
Pacific Ocean, 1264.
"Father, you still have not told us where we are going," I could hear my sister's demanding tone even though I was at the front of the boat. The dark blue waves crashed along the boat like they were trying to take us on in a fight, and the bright sun shone brightly against every object only to cast shadows upon everything.
"Elizabeth, if I told you that would ruin the adventure," My father's dark, rough voice was soft and quiet, but it held an authority to it. I released my hands from the smooth wood, and turned around to face my family.
"Yes, the adventure is always one's high point of life," I said, letting the wind blow my curly hair into my tan face. My sister and Father both looked at me; one with joy, other with frustration.
"Maybe some of us civilized humans would like to live life in a more proper way," Elizabeth snapped at me. Her hazel eyes glared at me with an intensity that I some day hope to master something of that power.
"Elizabeth," I began.
"Wait," My father's stricken voice had me pause my sentence to look over at him. His wrinkly, deep brown eyes were targeting at something ahead of us. I followed his gaze to see another ship in our path. A ship with the white skeleton on a black background flag...the ship of a pirate. We were heading straight for it, and by now they must have seen us.
"Marcus, what's wrong?" Mother's voice called out from the cabin. Her pale face appeared from the doorway, but my Father just stared at the ship.
"We have to make a sudden turn," Father announced out loud as he went to the wheel. I walked to the middle of the ship, not wanting to fall off the edges of the ship when the turn came. My hands wrapped around the pole in the middle of the ship, securing my position. I looked around myself to see Father ready to turn the wheel, Mother holding herself steady in the hallway, and Elizabeth standing alongside the rail.
What was she doing?
"Elizabeth, get away from there," I warned. Elizabeth whipped her head around to face me, her blonde hair flying in the wind.
"I'll be safe," She responded. I stared at her in disbelief...what was she talking about? Before I could respond, Father turned the wheel extremely quick to the right. I could practically feel the boat begin to turn beneath me.
It turned faster than I thought, and immediately my thoughts went to Elizabeth. I couldn't let her fall, not now. I let go of the pole, and ran to her. The boat shifted so I didn't need to run as I was already sliding to where my sister was. Waves crashed harder against the strong wood, spraying the boat's floorboards.
I pulled my dress up so my feet could go faster, but the ground was slippery and I slid the rest of the way to my sister. The boat turned even more, having me fall against the rail.
Elizabeth was holding onto the rail, still standing up. She was soaked, but her eyes just stared at the water in fright.
"Get down," I said, grabbing her shoulders and bringing her to the ground with me. We both smashed against the wet floor, sliding over against the rails. I pulled Elizabeth back and to the inside of the two of us so I was being pressed against the rails. A giant wave came crashing against the side of the boat, soaking the two of us.
The pressure from the rails digging into my back lightened up as did the water flying at me. I slowly opened my eyes to see Elizabeth coughing and Father running to us.
"Elizabeth! You should know better than to be by the rails during a turn!" Father yelled at her. He then turned to face me.
"And why on earth did you go after her? You could've fallen off, or cause injury! So tell me what you were thinking!" He said rather disappointed. I felt my eyes narrow at him.
"Elizabeth is family," I simply said.
Caroline's house, present day.
I blinked back the memories. I had done what I did because I couldn't handle the feeling of losing a sister...not like it mattered anymore.
Caroline made it back to the house with Mommy Forbes by her side, but the eyes still watched me. I took a step forward, and I heard the whistling sound again. It was coming from behind.
Before whatever it was could get me I ran off to the side and held my foot out just as the thing ran past me. Whatever it was, it tripped over my foot and fell to the ground.
I ran after the thing but stopped in my tracks when it got up. It faced me with the same grand appearance it always had.
"If you're trying to test my abilities then I can assure you that they are as perfect as ever," I hissed over at the man in the familiar suit. He just stared at me, hard too.
"I could have easily killed you," He said, tilting his head at me.
"That's because you're an original, Elijah," I told him. I walked over to him, and patted his shoulder.
"Next time however," I said, and like that, my hand grabbed onto his shoulder bone and broke it under my grip. "Don't let me so close without your guard up." I took a few steps away from him, and watched him roll his shoulder as it had already healed. His dark brown eyes stared coldly into mine.
"You've always been one to make a point through violence," Elijah commented. I smiled sweetly at him.
"People don't expect it so the effect is strong...what are you doing here?" I asked suspiciously.
"I came here to draw out your friend over there, Caroline was her name. She's been befriending a wolf and that creates un-needed problems," Elijah answered. As I observed him, I felt like he was being completely honest which excited me. Elijah had confided in me! Something that never happens.
"So you used her mom to get Caroline out of the house, but instead I came out. Brilliant plan, what were you going to do about Caroline's mom exactly?" I asked a lot more sassier than intended.
I felt it before I saw it coming, the hand to my throat. It pushed me back up against a tree, the other arm pushing against my waist so there was not way out of this grip unless you were stronger than your attacker, but sadly, I wasn't.
"I have compelled her with a story no one can break, Rosalind. You should really watch your mouth," Elijah snapped at me. The hand around my waist removed itself but his grip on my throat became too tight to even move. The free hand of his broke of a nearby branch and he put the branch right on my heart.
I didn't gasp in shock. I didn't beg. I didn't cry. I didn't give some great one-liner.
I did, however, manage to see my long life flash before eyes.
Ship, family, men, cave, dress, vampire transformation, prey, revenge, pretending to be human, Originals, Elijah, Mystic Falls, Katharine, Salvatore Brothers, my staged death, traveling, news, Mystical Falls, Salvatores, Jeremy, Elijah, Caroline, and now.
My very death after hundreds of years of living.
So this one is a very long chapter but I really wanted a flashback in, and give you guys something good to read. Whether it really is good or not, that's up to you and I would love reviews! That would help me right my next chapter even more dramatically :D!