**Chapter thirty four**

Ending the Ellis curse

*Hailey*

Tell me about fairies, I thought. If I was going to die, I might as well get some answers first.

"Well, let's start with the original fairies." Victoria said as she walked. "There were seven, back in the eleventh century. They were brothers and sisters, and just so it happens, they all were born and died here, in Mystic Falls."

What? I asked, surprised.

"Yes, it seems like everything started here. Vampires, fairies, werewolves, doppelgangers. Actually, the original fairies were around when the original vampires were created. If you want to hear a story of romance, tragedy, and betrayal, I suggest you go track down an original vampire to tell you it. But back to the fairies, how they came to be has never really been determined. They were born that way, Adora, Garrett, Halia, Gemma, Adrian, Bella, and Joseph. Their parents weren't fairies, they were human.

"Molly- the fairy before me- once told me that Fairies were created to protect nature, to protect the magic. But that is a lie, Hailey. We don't protect anything." Victoria said quietly, as I waited impatiently for the next part.

"Anyway, as I was saying, the original fairies were siblings. They were very close too, before the magic got the best of them. Each fairy had a basic power that they were born with. Adora's was the ability to access one's mind, Garrett controlled fire, Halia could heal the injured, Gemma controlled water, Adrian had a special connection to animals, and Joseph had an infinity for the earth. But Bella was different than her brothers and sisters, she had two gifts. She was telekinetic and had visions of the future."

Like us, I thought, frowning in my head. What did that mean?

"There is something you should know about Fairies and their descendants, Hailey. In the days of the original fairies, witches cast a spell on them. The spell made it so that each descendant of an original fairy would have the same powers as that fairy. They would also look exactly like that original fairy. This also made it so that the only way that a person born into a fairy line would be an actual fairy, is if they are the same gender as the original fairy." Victoria explained.

So it's not that we look alike, it's that we look like Bella, I summed up, and Victoria nodded.

"Yes, Bella is the original fairy of our blood line." She agreed.

Why did witches cast a spell on fairies? I asked, still confused on that part.

"So that they wouldn't breed like rabbits and create a fairy army. Witches and fairies have a millennium old hatred of each other, like vampires and werewolves. That's why fairies are so rare, because witches- along with vampires though it was because of how good our blood tastes- hunted us down and killed us. We are a dying race, Hailey. There are only four blood lines still intact, one is going instinct tonight. There are only four fairies alive on this planet right now- one is you, on is an old man in a nursing home in Estonia, one is a man in an asylum in London, and the last one is a four year old little girl in Australia." Victoria said.

That's why you killed your mother and your cousin, because you were trying to end Bella's line. I thought, finally figuring it out.

"No, I killed Andrew because he was a carrier. My mother wasn't, but she walked in on me killing him, so I had to kill her too. It was all for the greater good though." Victoria shrugged, before frowning. "I forgot something though, a tiny little detail that's the reason that you're alive. My brother, William Ellis, died fighting for the confederacy army two years before I died. He had a wife, Jillian Carter. She got pregnant right before he died. When William died, she moved away with her mother up north. Then she gave birth to William Albert Ellis, the second. My nephew and your great-great-great-great grandfather."

There was silence while I thought about if I should be thankful that Victoria forgot about her nephew.

"Now I'm finishing what I'm starting." Victoria said quietly.

We were about halfway to the boarding house, so I popped another question. What about familiars? I asked. I was focused on distracting her from killing me.

"Familiars are animals that find fairies and protect them from dark creatures that want their light, their essence, their power." Victoria scoffed. "That's what Molly told me when she contacted me. Usually, it's up to the fairy before to contact the new generation and teach them about their history."

You're such a good teacher, I thought sarcastically.

Victoria ignored me and continued. "There's nothing worth protecting in fairies. We are dark, power hungry creatures, Hailey. That's what happened with the originals. One sibling got so hungry with power, that they killed their other siblings for their power. There is nothing good about us, Hailey. Remember that."

I was starting to think that there was some truth to her words. Maybe I was evil.

Do you want to tell me what's so damn important about this knife? Why can't you just kill me with one from the kitchen? I asked. I was blowing through questions fast.

"Fairies' souls are different from human ones. The knife would kill you, but not you're magic. Your soul would come back. That knife takes a fairy's magic into it, so that it can't come back. And you would come back Hailey; they always find a way to come back. The only thing that would completely and totally kill a fairy is that knife. Didn't you sense the power in its core, Hailey? It's the magic from all the fairies and carriers it's killed." Victoria told me.

A few minutes later, we were standing in front of the boarding house. It was dark and empty. I was glad, and hoped that we didn't come across Damon. I didn't want Victoria to hurt him.

Victoria walked up to the door and tried to open it, but it was locked. Oh well, let's just come back later, I thought. Victoria rolled her eyes, and held her hand over the door handle. She closed her eyes in concentration.

My ring glowed, and I felt it burn my finger. I yelped, and Victoria gasped. She glared down at the black onyx ring. "I see you somehow got my ring." She said her lip curling in disgust.

What about my ring? I asked. I was happy that my ring had blocked her from using my powers.

"It's as old as the original fairies. Witches created it, to block out some of the darker magic from the fairy wearing it. It's composed of magic, vervain, and vampire blood." She sighed, before taking the ring off and dropping it into the bushes.

Suddenly, I felt a strong surge of power. Victoria closed her eyes and smiled, basking in it. Then they snapped open. Victoria looked at the door, the lock clicked, and the door opened. Victoria stepped inside, and examined the empty house. "I like the new place, but the old one was better." She stated.

She walked up the stairs, and I felt dread slowly gnaw at me. My time was almost up. It was funny, how when you were only a few hours away from dying, done you finally realize your true feelings for somebody. I wanted to tell Damon the truth, how I would never be over him. Yet the last memory he would ever have of me, is me telling him that he had no right to care about me.

"Oh, how cute. Little Hailey has a crush on the oldest Salvatore. I hate to be the one to tell you, Hailey, but Damon Salvatore is and always will be in love with Katherine Pierce." Victoria's patronizing voice broke through my thoughts.

Have I ever told you what a major bitch you are? I thought.

"I only speak the truth. Besides, you're nothing compared to Katherine." Victoria said in a voice somebody might use when talking about their god or goddess.

Hmm, I might not be the only one with a crush, Tori, I thought, smirking in my head.

Victoria rolled her eyes, and came to a stop in front of Damon's bedroom. I tried not to think of the best night I ever had there, but it was hard not to. As they say, your life flashes before your eyes when you die.

Victoria walked into Damon's room, and instantly began to dig through his things. She scattered books and knocked over pictures, creating a real mess. She knocked over a picture on his nightstand, causing the glass to shatter. Victoria looked down, and I saw what the picture was of.

My face stared back at me, a sarcastic smile on my lips. I had my cheerleading uniform on, and was sarcastically acting like an overenthusiastic cheerleader. It used to be in Elena's room- Damon must've stole it.

Why did Damon have that picture? The thought made me smile softly in my head. I felt all warm and fuzzy inside. Victoria scoffed. "When you're done acting like a love struck child…"

She moved away from the picture, and continued to search Damon's room. I continued to think about that picture, and felt blissful despite my imminent death.

"It's not here!" Victoria screeched suddenly. She smashed a chair against a wall in anger, using my telekinesis.

Oh well, that's too bad, I thought, enjoying Victoria's bad luck. Guess we'll just have to reschedule my murder.

Victoria laughed humorlessly. "Hailey, I'm' going to kill you tonight. Even if I have to come back every god damn century to keep you dead."

I felt all hope drain from me at that moment. I was screwed, done for.

"Hailey, what are you doing?"

Victoria spun around to see Damon leaning nonchalantly against the doorway. She crossed her arms over her chest and glared at him. I, on the other hand, was beaming at the sight of him.

"I want my knife back, Damon." Victoria hissed. Damon raised his eyebrows, his eyes icy and cold.

"No."

Victoria gaped at him, and Damon walked into his room and started cleaning up the mess she made. "I'm serious Damon." she said, glaring daggers at him. I was worried she would hurt him, and wished that he would just give her that damn knife- for his safety.

"I'm sure you are, but I would rather cut off my hand then give you that knife, Hailey. Because if I do, you're going to go do something stupid and get yourself killed." He said, picking up books and shattered glass.

Too late, I thought.

Victoria sighed, and then tried a different tactic. I felt her digging around in my head, and there was nothing I could do about it. "Damon," she said in a softer voice. "I'm sorry about our fight yesterday."

Damon didn't look at her, but he stopped cleaning. "You can't tell me not to care about you, Hailey. Because I do care." He said gruffly.

She reached out and touched his shoulder. That's when I realized that Victoria was trying to seduce Damon. "I know, I was being a bitch. I'm sorry." She said, actually kind of sounding like me.

Damon turned around, his icy blue eyes searching her face. I felt like my stomach was full of led. He actually believed that Victoria was me.

Victoria touched his cheek. "I'm sorry I'm such a pain in the ass, Damon. I know that you're just trying to protect me." she said. I saw in his eyes that he believed her.

"It's fine Hailey. I'd expect nothing less from you." Damon said, his face still expressionless.

Victoria, kiss my man, and I swear to god, the next eternity I spend as a ghost, I will spend making yours a living hell, I threatened.

I've been to hell, Hailey. It's not nearly as bad as people think, she thought back, before leaning in and kissing Damon. he kissed back enthusiastically, and I could feel his lips.

Victoria covertly slipped her hand into his jacket pocket, feeling around for the knife. She distracted Damon with her lips while searching for the knife. She was a sneaky little bitch.

I felt Victoria's hand curl around the knife, and was about to pull it out of his pocket. And then she was slammed against the wall by the neck. I groaned in pain, as Damon clutched her neck tightly. I couldn't breathe.

"Long time, no see Victoria." Damon said casually, his blue eyes hostile.

Victoria laughed hysterically. "You can choke me all you want, Damon- if you're into that-but I'm dead. I don't feel anymore. All you're doing is hurting your precious Hailey." She wheezed.

Damon let go instantly, and I had a flow of oxygen again. Victoria laughed obnoxiously at him. "You Salvatores and your weakness when it comes to women." She laughed, and I felt like punching her.

"What the hell are you doing, Victoria?" Damon snarled at her.

"I'm ending it, Damon. I'm finishing what I started." She said seriously, all humor gone.

Damon smiled humorlessly, and shook his head slowly. "I'm not going to let you hurt her, Victoria. I'd die first before I'll let you lay a bony little finger on her."

She grinned back. "You're too late, Damon. you're a century too late." And then with a gesture of her hand, Damon was flat against a wall.

With another gesture, Victoria had the knife. She looked at Damon. "I'm sorry Damon. 'I've always had a soft spot for you Salvatore brothers." She said softly.

Then Victoria ripped a leg off of a chair telekinetically, and shoved it into his chest.

Without another glance, Victoria walked out of the room, with me screaming and cursing the entire time.

~LMF~

It was dark out when Victoria walked into the cemetery. I was done trying to prolong my death. I was too worried about Damon. I didn't know if she hit his heart or not. If she didn't, he would come after me. I didn't want Victoria to kill him, and I knew that she would if she had to.

"It's about time that you shut up." Victoria said, as we walked into the older parts of the cemetery.

I have nothing to say to you. I just want this over with, I thought.

"You and me both, Hailey," she said, as she stepped in front of a large, square gravestone.

"I'm glad that they didn't bury me with the rest of my family- we don't want to awake those ghosts." Victoria said, as she brushed the dirt, dust, and grime off of the gravestone.

Victoria Andromeda Ellis

July 19, 1847- March 22, 1864

Beloved daughter and friend

"In the end, all we will have is love."

She read her gravestone out loud, and I smirked in my head.

Since you're such a hateful bitch with no love, you have nothing then, right? I thought.

She smiled slightly. "I have love in my soul, Hailey. I've done bad things, but for good reasons. You should ask your boyfriend, I bet he knows a lot about that."

Oh, that's right, I forgot about your vampire boyfriend who's obsessed with me because of you. I was pissed off, even though I knew it was stupid to egg her on. But I was who I was.

"Nico? Yes, I do hold affection for him. but in all honesty, Nico loved me far more than I could ever love him. it was very intimidating." She sighed.

I decided not to poke her any farther in her love life, I just wanted this over and done with. Can we just do this, Victoria? I thought, scared.

"Of course, Hailey." She stood over her grave, the knife poised over her chest. "I'm doing you a favor, you know." She said quietly.

How so? I asked, intrigued.

"No fairy has ever had a happy ending, Hailey. They all died, murdered or killed themselves just to get it over with. Even the originals were all killed. Bella's husband murdered her in front of her two sons. All fairies die painfully, it's what we're doomed for." Victoria told me quietly.

I exhaled, and thought about what she said. Just don't make it hurt so much, I thought childishly.

Victoria smiled with understanding. "After a little bit, you can't even feel anymore. It'll be over before you know it." She said with compassion.

She took a deep breath, and raised the knife. I braced myself for the pain, and thought, you'll never know how much I loved you, Damon.

Victoria went to strike the knife into my flesh, when she was suddenly tackled to the ground.

Damon yanked the knife away from Victoria. he glared at her with pure hatred. "If you weren't already dead, Victoria, I would kill you."

She rolled her eyes at him. "When will you realize that you can't save Hailey, Damon?"

Damon ignored her. "We'll figure out a way to get the crazy bitch out of you, okay Hailey." He said to me.

Victoria scoffed. "You know what I think? I think Damon Salvatore found a new play toy to help him move on from Victoria." she said.

He didn't respond, and she continued. "I see it in those pretty eyes of yours, Damon. you care about Hailey, you feel for her. Very unlike the big scary Damon I've heard so much about. Does she make you feel human, Damon? does she make you feel alive?" Victoria cackled, and I knew that she was trying to get him to snap.

Something flickered in Damon's eyes, and Victoria smirked smugly. "She does! You've been dead for so long, and then Ms. Tough-as-nails comes along- who secretly isn't nearly as tough as she'd like people to think- and you fall for her. You fell so hard, and it terrifies you, that a human could make a century old vampire feel like that.

"It was all an act, Damon. you think that you used Hailey? Try the other way around! Hailey never cared about you, Damon, as a friend or otherwise. Who'd care about you? No one would choose Damon Salvatore. Katherine chose Stefan over you, Elena didn't even look twice at you, and even your own parents liked Stefan better." Victoria paused. "You know, she's begging me to kill you right now. I think I just might do her the favor."

Victoria, please! Please! Don't hurt him! you can kill me all you want, just leave him alone! I love him! I screamed, as Damon's eyes turned emotionless, and he looked like he got the wind knocked out of him.

Victoria raised her hand and Damon went flying until he hit a tree. Victoria followed him as I continued to beg her to let him go. She continued to ignore me. Damon didn't even struggle as Victoria summoned a broken branch.

Please Victoria, I'll do anything! I begged. I hated feeling like that useless girl in the movies who just whined and cried, not doing anything.

"At least you'll be together in the afterlife, Hailey." She whispered. With a wave of her hand, she sent the stake towards Damon's heart.

"No!"

I screamed out the word, as I broke free from Victoria. I broke the wall, and took control. The stake dropped in midair, and so did Damon. I felt Victoria struggling, and knew that I had no choice. I hastily picked up the knife off of the ground, and stabbed myself in the stomach.

"Hailey!" Damon shouted, as I fell to my knees from the pain.

I felt Victoria disappear, as I moaned out in pain. At least I had my body back.

"I-I love-" I tried to gasp out to Damon, as he ran for me. I needed him to know how I felt, if I did die. I needed him to know that Victoria was lying.

But then the pain became too much, and I passed out into Damon's arms.

~LMF~

A/N: so, I think I had too much fun coming up with the background of fairies. I don't know if any of you guys would care, but I'm thinking about writing about the original fairies, after I'm done with LMF. I already have the story line in my head, and it's going to be a love story between an original fairy and a sexy hybrid, and another original fairy and that hybrid's hot big brother.

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