A/N - I am now pretty much in full swing of writing this story. I have timed it so that I will be posting the last chapter of the second book the day before The Vampire Diaries Season 6 comes on. This book is looking like it is going to be much longer in words, as each chapter I write just grows longer. I am always looking for reviews and feedback. Let me know what you think and if you have any Ideas that I hope I would do in the future with this fic just let me know. Thanks for reading.
Also, thank you to Parodychick again for another review. I love getting your feedback. :)
Liz paced back and forth. This was bad. Really, really bad. Six dead bodies, all drained of blood with bite marks in their necks. There was no question anymore. It was definitely a vampire attack. The council had made sure that the official coroner's report said it had been overdose, but who knew how long that lie would hold up.
There had been a significant rise in vampire activity in the past few months. First the Jeremy boy at the bonfire, a few murders scattered around the outskirts of town, and now this. It had been a blood bath.
She was going to have to do something eventually. How many more lies could this town take before it started looking a little closer at the evidence.
Then there was the issue of Caroline. Even since she had run from the hospital in the middle of the night, she had been different. Lucky, Liz had found her wandering around the next night, after a frantic day of searching. But Caroline had seemed even more removed and rather sick for the past few days. She wouldn't even come out of her room anymore.
The Sheriff shook her head. She really needed a break. This was too much for her to process.
"Sheriff?" John Gilbert poked his head out into the hallway where she had been pacing.
She looked up and nodded at him. "Yeah, I'm coming. Just trying to get everything clear in my head first." She took a deep breath and steeled herself to go in a talk before the council. She couldn't worry about her daughter right now, she had more important things to deal with.
Alaric sat down at the Grill and ordered a drink from Matt, glad it was finally friday. This first week of teaching had been long, but he knew he would get used to it eventually. After his encounter with Elena the first day, he had had no more vampire related trouble.
He had been to every library within ten miles and googled all he could about the Pierce sisters and come up with almost nothing on them. Everything he read said that they were twins, that much he had gathered for himself, and that they lived back in the 1860s in Mystic Falls.
There were stories and lore about them. Myths that seemed so crazy that they couldn't possibly be true. But every story agreed on one thing. Thought they were both vampires, and did what they had to to survive, Katherine was much more ruthless and selfish then her sister, who was generally portrayed as caring and loyal. Of course, these were just stories and probably were not to be relied on, but from everything Alaric had seen about Elena and what she had said to him that first day about her sister, it seemed to make sense. He almost couldn't help but feel a little protective of her. He liked her, even if he wasn't quite sure why.
"Excuse me, do you know where I could find Tyler Lockwood?"
Alaric looked up from his drink at the man standing over him, who had pulled him from his thoughts. "I'm sorry. I'm pretty new here myself." he said, while shaking his head.
The man sighed and sat down, taking a break from looking of the kid. "The kid's only 16 and yet somehow no one seems to know where he would be. I mean, how many places is a 16 year old kid going to hang out in a town like this?" He held out his hand to Alaric. "I'm Mason by the way, Mason Lockwood."
Caroline followed Elena to the Salvatore house. It had been almost a full week since she had escaped from the hospital. The morning after she had been out in the forest when the sun rose. When she had started to burn up, she zipped around, trying to find shade. Eventually she had found the old Lockwood cellar, and taken shelter there for the rest of the day, but now she was confined to the interiour of her house whenever the sun was out.
Her excuse about being sick and not feeling well was only going to work for so long on her mother and she was running out of options. But while she couldn't get around during the day, she was still able to snoop around at night. She remembered being visited in the hospital by Elena Pierce, or at least someone who looked like her, right before all of this had happened. So the logical thing to do was follow Elena. Even if she wasn't the one who had visited Caroline that night, she was pretty sure that Elena knew a lot more than she was letting one.
She watched from the bushes as Elena walked up to the house and knocked. Stefan opened the door. He looked surprised, but hesitantly gestured for her to follow him inside anyway. Before the door could close, Caroline flashed up to it, intending to slip in behind Elena unnoticed. She made it to the threshold and ran into some kind of invisible barrier.
Elena turned around and saw Caroline standing in the doorway. "Caroline?" she asked. "What are you doing here?"
Caroline struggled for words. "I was just. . . I mean I . . ." she knew she wasn't very good at thinking up excuses, so she changed the subject. "Why can't I get in?"
Elena looked confused for a second and then something seemed to dawn on her. Caroline watched Elena turn back toward Stefan, who had stepped back into the middle of the room. She said, "Invite her in."
"What?" Stefan asked.
"Just tell her that she can come in." Elena clarified.
Stefan waited a second and then looked at Caroline. "You can come in."
Caroline didn't know how that was supposed to work, but she gave the doorway another try. Her foot went right through. She stepped in and shut it behind her.
Elena was staring at her. Caroline felt a like a clown in the middle of a business meeting. "What?" She asked, wanting her friend to explain and stop staring at her like that.
Elena threw a glance at Stefan and then walked toward Caroline. "You still haven't realized what you are yet, have you? How long has it been?"
"What? I don't . . . I don't know what you are talking about." Caroline took a step back as Elena came toward her, as if she was trying to comfort her.
Elena hesitated to answer. Finally, she spoke up. "Caroline, you're a vampire." The room was silent.
Somewhere, in the back of her mind, Caroline had put it together a long time ago, but she didn't want to admit it. Not even to herself. But the clues had been there. The blood, fangs, sunlight burning, not being able to cross the threshold. It was obvious really.
But hearing the words out loud was too much. Caroline felt herself crumple to the floor and the tears were running down her face onto the carpet before she even knew she was crying. She was a monster. She had hurt people. She had killed people. She had killed Vicki. How could she have done that to Matt? His sister was really all he had and now she had even taken that away from him.
Elena rushed over to comfort her. "Hey." She said, taking Caroline's head in her hands. "It's okay. It's going to be okay. Look at me." There was another pause. "I'm one too."
Caroline looked up at Elena. "You're a . . ."
Elena nodded. "Vampire."
Caroline took a deep breath trying to get a hold of her emotions. "Okay, but what do we do from here?" She grabbed Elena, suddenly desperate. "I've killed people."
Elena gave Caroline a hand up and then big hug. When she pulled away, she looked her friend in the eyes. "So have I."
"Well that's just great. Now I have two murderous vampires in my house." The two girls and Stefan turned to face Damon, who had just come down the stairs into the room. He made his way over to the alcohol and poured himself a glass, then looked up. "What? Did you all really think I didn't know about all this?" He gestured toward Elena and Caroline.
Elena was the first to speak. "You know about me?"
"Of course." he said, as if he was talking about the fact that she had on a purple shirt.
"But you never said anything to me?" Stefan asked.
Damon shook his head and shrugged. "Didn't feel the need to bring you into all this. Look, I've just gotten on the founder's council. You know," he looked at Elena, "the one that hunts down all the vampires in this town." Elena nodded. Caroline wondered how she knew what he was talking about. "But, since I have no personal quarrel with vampires, I didn't tell them about you when I found out." He grabbed his drink and plopped down on the couch. "But if she," he nodded to Caroline, "starts going around killing more people, like those people on the news, I might have to kill her." He turned toward Caroline, addressing her. "I'm assuming they were you?" Caroline looked back down at the floor, ridden by guilt, giving him the answer he was expecting. "Need to keep up the pretense for the council don't I?"
Caroline stood up straight, determined not to let him threaten her. "I won't do it again." She wouldn't let herself get that out of control ever again. She was new to this, but she didn't want to hurt anyone ever again. But to do that she had to learn how to use her newfound powers. She turned to Elena. "I do have a lot of questions though."
"So do I." Stefan said, stepping toward his (ex?) girlfriend. "I think it's about time I found out exactly what it means." He said. "The fact that you are a vampire, I mean." He clarified after a second.
Elena looked between the two of them and nodded, then threw a glance over at Damon who was still sitting on the couch and said, "Are you staying too?"
Damon put his feet up on the coffee table. "This is my house, and I want to know more about all this vampire stuff anyway." He made a big show of getting comfortable like you would before a bedtime story. "Tell us everything." he said in a mock enthusiastic voice.
Klaus spotted the town sign. Welcome to Mystic Falls it said. He chuckled to himself. If the town knew who he was, they might not have wanted to welcome him. Such a cozy little town. No wonder that backstabbing, sneaky Elena Pierce had chosen here to go into hiding. It was the last place he would have looked for her. However, being an Original had it's perks. He had spies everywhere.
He was here to find her and her sister and punish the both of them for what they did to him. He was here to take back what they stole from him. For over 100 years Elena Pierce had eluded him and kept him from what he wanted, but that was soon going to change. He was going to get the moonstone back.