Chapter five

Lily's POV

I looked around in a daze, I was in the same familiar fog as I was used to in my dreams; the thick white fog that curled around your feet with a feeling of a terrifying predator stalking it's prey: slow and dangerous.

"What do you mean? What do I need to know?" I stuttered, already scared. I had heard this speech before and it wasn't usually good news.

"You're future," she whispered.

I stared at her for a moment, my mouth open in a little 'o' and my breathing loud and thick. "What?" I gasped in a hysterical laugh.

"Your decisions are what change your future, Lily. Your decision, Damon's betrayel and what you will decide next, has made your future clear."

"Damon's what? How do you . . ? What?" I stumbled, confused. "I don't understand."

"I know everything, I've been watching you, keeping an eye on you. That plan to bring you back . . . genius. My opinion." She said and smiled, then her face became serious again. "But, listen, the Guardians need the dimension back, I'm here to help you get them back. Or to make sure they don't kill everybody. Including you," she said. "From what I've heard, they're not coming back here, but I can't tell the others or they won't let me help you. Anyway. . . I have seen your future."

I frowned, "So . . . show me?" I whispered unsure.

"It's your choice." She said with slightly raised eyebrows.

"Yes." I said, nodding nervously. I was never this scared or nervous before, never since I had became a vampire, but I felt dizzy and sick, and my muscles ached. The type of ache you got when you laughed too hard after doing, what seemed like, a lifetime of sit-ups.

Right now I was vulnerable and frightened.

Now my vision slowly blurred and shifted into a different scene completely.

Around me now, was a battle, a horrible, bloody red, and dark battle. People were running, screaming, crying, whilst the opposing team gave chase, more quick - more agile. Ripping their throats out with teeth and attacking with sharp weapons that looked to be last minute things that had been broken or stolen on their way to the fight.

A man I recognized observed and laughed at the scene. Klaus.

All of a sudden the scene became obvious to me. This was a battle between Fell's Church and the Underworld. Dimension.

And Fell's Church was dying; bodies were scattered everywhere, and buildings were crumbled to their foundations; the whole scene looked like a war field, something off of a video game, except this was real. This was reality.

And there was nothing I could do about it.

"This . . . is if you decide to stay in Richmond and wait it out," I heard Spencer's voice quietly interrupt like a narrator of a play, a gruesome, horrifying play. "You live, all of you do. But Fell's Church die, along with the dimension. You'll come back to a dead town."

My breaths now became short and quick. I couldn't let this happen.

"What . . . what would happen if I came back?" I asked, hoping there was some alternative to that - that hell.

My vision came back to the scene at present and Spencer smiled at me teasingly, her blue eyes glittering.

"That's for you to wait and see," she said and my vision went blank.

I woke in a small double bed, lying on my side; my feverish head leaned against the small headboard and a refreshing cold palm of my right hand rested against my forehead, my left arm draped along the length of my body.

I took a deep breath of air and huffed it back out, rubbing at my still closed eyes with my palms. What was I going to do about this dream and what did Spencer mean, stay in Richmond. I wasn't in Richmond . . . Was I?

I groaned and stretched my stiff neck, then I sat up and swung my legs over the bed feeling the softness of the carpet on my bare feet. Carpet?

I opened my eyes and saw the room for the first time.

It was definitely not the room I had been expecting. It was . . . big-ish, and the bed I was sat on was settled in the middle of it, the duvet cover was a light grey colour with pink flowers and white swirls decorating it. The bed had two side tables, one with a small dark grey lamp and the other with an alarm clock. The whole room was white at first sight, but when I looked closer I could see little silver intricate details of swirls and delicate flowers similar to the bed covers.

Around the perimeter of the room were mirrors, cupboard doors made from mirrors, the whole room, except for where the window and the bedroom door was.

The window itself, was huge and it showed a field which seemed to go on and on, covered in colorful flowers that were ready to die and let the white snow take over for the winter. This place is beautiful, but where am I? Am I in Richmond like Spencer said?

I felt a throb of pain in my back that confirmed it, and slowly I remembered the morning; Damon had stabbed me . . . stabbed me. But with what? I was immune to vervain now . . .

I got up and looked in one of the many mirrors, lifting up Damon's shirt, which I was still wearing, I saw a bruise-like lump on my back; it was small but still sore, and I watched as it slowly shrunk and heeled. I dropped the shirt back down and opened the bedroom door, walking into the corridor; my eyes flickered to every corner, a bright shaft of sunlight shone through the hallway window and illuminated the silver-grey wallpaper and the photos of starry nights and colorful sunsets that hung on the walls with that wallpaper.

The stairs wound around in a swirl of laminated flooring and I made my way down there to downstairs.

Down here was a huge living room which had two long windows that made the front door and another three lying horizontal that gave a view of outside, letting every inch of the sun's light in, this was the most inconspicuous place for a vampire to live, let alone a group of them. The light brown-colored wooden floor was polished until shiny, the ice-grey sofa faced a huge flat-screen and a posh but cozy fire place was lit, warming the whole room.

I was about to go to that fire, to put my hands near it and to rest, when I heard voices in the hang-on room separated by a swing door. I swung it open and saw Damon and the others seated around a large table, papers and pens scattered on it.

Damon smiled at me warmly - nervously - and I shook my head with narrowed eyes.

"What did you do, Damon?" I snapped.

"I did what was right." He said calmly, looking down at the paper in his hand.

The others were watching me tensely, expecting some sort of bad response from me; they were right.

"Damon, you knew what I wanted. You knew I wanted to stay and fight back." I said, taking a step into the room; was this whole place made up of the colors black, grey and white? It seemed so.

"You would have died. And probably even us as well." He said and my angry mask faltered for a second. "Alice said there is too many of them."

I sighed, holding back unwanted tears. "Did Alice know?" I said quietly - dangerously.

"What?"

"Did Alice know?" I repeated. "About what you were planning." Damon looked back down to his pages. "She did." I said and nodded tiredly. I should have known. I looked to the others and caught Elena's eyes. "Did you?" I asked and I watched her face as it slowly crumpled with guilt.

"Lily - I'm sorry - " She started.

I shook my head and the tears spilled over, I stormed out of the room and upstairs to my new bedroom picking up my suitcase that had been dumped in the hallway on the way. Once in my bedroom, I threw the suitcase onto the bed and unzipped it; pulling out a red thin-strap vest top and a pair of short ice-grey sweats. I pulled them on and tucked Damon's shirt in the suitcase and pulled it onto the floor and underneath the bed.

I sat on the bed and huffed, throwing myself backwards on the bed and letting the tears come freely now. Why is everything going wrong? I thought. I was meant to come back and live a normal life with Damon - well as normal as it got for a vampire. I knew that Damon and the others were just trying to protect me, but I was fed up of that. I was stronger than any of them, than anyone, I should have been protecting them, and that was what I was going to do - before Damon stabbed me with whatever that had been and took me to Richmond.

Richmond. Spencer, that dream - if I stayed here Fell's Church was going to die, Matt and Elena's aunt - Jenna, they were still in Mystic Falls, and Elena didn't know they were going to die. I couldn't tell her - no, they weren't going to die. I'm going to save them, I thought. But - first I need to know what will happen if I go back. I need to see Spencer.

But how was I going to get to sleep now? Bonnie - she could help.

Stefan? Could you and Bonnie come up here please, I need your help. I sent, I needed Bonnie's help, but I also needed Stefan to help me go back if that's what I had to do.

A moment later and there was a knock on my door, "Lily, can we come in." Stefan said.

I wiped tears from my face and sat up and sniffed, "Yes, come in."

Stefan poked his head in the door, his green eyes searching my face then he stepped inside, Bonnie following. She shut the door behind her and they both took a seat on the bed next to me. "So, what did you want to talk to us about, Lil?" Bonnie asked.

"I had a dream, well more like a vision. I saw Spencer." Stefan's face became curious and Bonnie's - confused.

"Who's Spencer?" She asked.

"My Mom. Well, my adoptive Mom, she looked after me for years before I found out Pia was my real mother." I said. "Anyway, she showed me my future, what would happen to Fell's Church if I didn't go back."

"What did you see?" Stefan asked.

"I saw -" I paused for a moment and took a deep breath. "I saw, Fell's Church, it was destroyed, and I saw them attacking the people, the dimension and I saw Klaus watching. The whole town dies if I don't go back, but I need to know what would happen if I do go back." I said and Stefan nodded hesitantly whilst Bonnie bit her lip nervously. "That's where you come in, Bonnie. You can get Spencer back for me, can't you? I mean, like, call her?"

"If you mean get you into a trance to talk to her " - she sucked in a breath of air and nodded - "I could do that, yes."

"Okay, can we do it now? The others can't hear us in here, a room full of mirrors blocks anyone from from listening in unless wanted."

They nodded in understanding.

"Okay, hold on," Bonnie said, leaving the room and coming back a moment later with a plastic back full of little tea-light candles. She ripped them open and put a few around the bed, lighting them with a gas lighter and sitting on the bed. "Okay, Lily, hold still." She placed a hand on my forehead and closed her eyes, for a second nothing happened, then I felt a rush of Power go through me and I went dizzy, seeing spots, then I fell backwards and felt Stefan catch me and slowly rest me on the bed.

"Spencer." I said and she turned.

"Lily? You can't just summon me when you want."

"YOU can't just joke and tease about something like this." I snapped back. "Show me what would happen if I went back to Mystic Falls."

"Lily - "

"Do it."

My vision once again blurred into a different scene this time it was very different to the last scene and it was more like flickers of memory, I saw me driving fast and determined, a sign flickered by that said 'Mystic Falls - Fell's Church, straight ahead', then it shifted into the battle scene from before, except the people of Fell's Church were nowhere to be seen it was just one figure, one girl, me. Against the dimension.

I watched myself stand facing them, it was like watching TV, except I could feel everything and smell everything around me, but everything around me couldn't feel or smell me, they couldn't even see me.

I watched as the dimension approached on the future me, then stopped and I saw Klaus push his way through the crowd to the front so he was just a few feet in front of the rest of them, the leader of the destructive army.

Klaus smiled a cruel smile and I watched his mouth quietly say to his war servants; "Now." And the whole crowd began to march quickly towards Lily in union.

Then, all of a sudden, five figures appeared next to Lily; Caroline, Demetri, Katherine, Stefan and . . . Damon.

"What?" I whispered and I saw that I looked just as shocked then as I did now.

The scene shifted again, now I watched my future self fighting, the others as well were clearly winning, easily fighting off the opposing team. I watched myself killing one after another, then Lily turned to smile at Damon who was fighting a few feet away from her.

And I watched as the most horrific thing ever, happened. As Damon turned to return a smile to Lily, a vampire bigger than Damon rammed him, sending him flying to the floor. Me and Lily gasped in union and she ran to them, ripping the hefty man from Damon and snapping his neck.

"Damon!" She screamed. "Damon, Damon, your okay, your okay." She said in a rush falling onto her knees next to him and pulling him into her lap, then I watched as she slowly realized what she was seeing; a piece of wood was plunged through his chest; through his heart.

He was dying.

"No." I gasped, but I couldn't do anything but watch.

"Lily," he whispered with his last few breaths. "I love you . . . wait up for me."

Lily laughed slightly and tears dripped onto his face from her blue eyes. "Always." She whispered back.

Damon smiled and touched her face, then his face lost color and his eyes closed, his hand dropping back down onto his chest.

"No!" I tried to run towards him - to bring him back - but I couldn't, I heard an echoing scream from Lily, and she sat there with him in his lap, her head bent over his body. Then, a moment later, her head lifted and I watched my own face become angry, she lay Damon on the ground gently and kissed his forehead, then she stood and her face - my face, was demonic, her eyes dark, fangs bared. She turned to the crowd, where the others were still fighting them off, keeping the enemies from attacking my future self whilst she was vulnerable.

Then, Lily seemed to blur around, so fast even I couldn't keep track of where she was, all I could see was people, falling to the ground, one at a time, until it was quiet and only her, the others and one man were left standing. Klaus.

The others watched silently as Lily walked over to Klaus and gripped him by the throat; Stefan taking longer to look away from his brother's form. Then Lily dragged a struggling Klaus over to Damon's still body and kicked him down onto his knees, his face terrified. I watched as she forced him to look at Damon, "Look what you did!" She said nastily into his ear. "This, is your fault." She dragged him back up and looked him in the eye. "You killed him." She snapped. "And I've killed your army, now, I'm going to kill you."

I gasped as I watched myself bite into his throat and drain him of his blood until he became grey and lifeless. To my surprise I realized that I felt relief in the back of my mind.

Lily looked up to the others, her mouth covered in blood and she smiled a savage smile.

My vision came back to Spencer and I ignored the last part and focused on the main problem, "So either way . . . someone dies." I said then partly - mostly to myself I said, "If I go back, Damon will . . . die." My throat clogged with tears and Spencer looked sad.

"I'm sorry," she said.

"I don't want to see any more, not now." I said and my vision went blank again.

I gasped and Bonnie's eyes opened as I jolted up and the candles went out.

"What happened, what did you see?" Stefan asked.

"Damon . . . he died."

I'm sorry this is late, but it was Christmas weekend! I hope you all enjoyed Christmas, even if you don't celebrate it. Anyway, please review or ask any questions, I'll update next weekend as usual,

Kellie x