Two Paths
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The Secret Circle – The Vampire Diaries
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Damon Salvatore
John Blackwell
Cassie Blake
Jake Armstrong
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Summary:
Up until Amelia died, Cassie had known of magic- especially her own. But who taught her everything? And how does her father know about Damon helping her learn the art? Cake & Delena
Takes place after everything in the Vampire Diaries (after all the drama). My reasoning is that you can place this story anywhere in the timeline you want.
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Chapter Four~
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"Well-behaved women rarely make history."
~Laurel Thatcher Ulriel
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Waving goodbye to Diana she made her way to the parking lot, her vision blurred a little. Stumbling Cassie made it to her car, before she opened the door she rested against it. There was no way she could drive home like this. She was shaky, sweaty and her stomach was in knots.
"Cassie?" A soft voice called out, she would know it anywhere.
She barely had enough strength to stand, so Cassie merely looked around, a meek effort. "Jake."
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Damon had followed the scent of John Blackwell for the past three miles, through the town and in the woods. He wasn't a hard man to find- for a vampire anyways, his smell reeked of magic, almost as bad as Cassie's did.
Finally he found the man in the enclosure of the woods near the beach, figures he would find a place secluded to practice. (Even though he claimed to have no powers, that was a blatant lie.)
The outline of him reminded Damon of when they first met- roughly ten years early. Imagine his surprise when his best friend turned out had a powerful dad that had worked with him years before that.
Damon had been around magic long enough to sense a barrier trap. "Fancy magic trick John." His sarcastic voice made the man turn around quickly.
Probably for the first time since Damon knew Blackwell, he was speechless. But when he did speak he was cheeky as ever, "John? How informal, last time you were calling me Blackwell and I called you Salvatore."
The vampire shrugged, "Figured that was what would shock you the most." As John's barrier thinned, Damon walked closer. "So tell me John- why are you here in Chance Harbor?"
The older man eyed him carefully, "Neither your looks or attitude has changed much." John positioned himself to get a better look at the predator.
"Don't try and change the subject." The elder Salvatore brother cautioned.
"Ah yes… I believe we both know why I am here." John replied as he looked back out over the ocean.
"Cassie." Damon stated matter of factly. As John nodded, the vampire added, "…and her dark magic."
That took his friend's father back a bit. "I see…" John's mouth strained, "…if I remember correctly you originally helped teach my daughter the art?" Damon nodded, "Then why did you erase her memories? I never found out why."
Damon gave him a look, "And how did you know about that?" It truly was shocking the only person who had talked to him about that had been Amelia, and she was long since removed from this world.
Blackwell laughed, "I can sense compulsion, besides I know you well enough to know when you are bothered by something." Another tight lipped smile strained his face. "We worked together too long for me not to."
Damon's lips twitched upward, and then a moment of silence fell. John spoke first "Why are you really here Damon?"
The vampire looked out over the ocean, feeling the guilt crash on him like the waves. "When a vampire puts a compulsion over someone, they can usually feel it like a tether to that person… you don't really notice them until they begin to wear out." He took a breath. "What I'm saying is the older the vampire, the more focused you are and how much you are altering in the person's mind; all can lessen or increase the vampire's awareness of the state of the compulsion." It was true, that was why such older vampires like Klaus had greater compulsion skills than normal vampires.
John paused for a moment and thought about what he said. "So you can't feel her compulsion wearing off?" His voice was grave and low.
Damon merely swallowed and nodded.
"Jake…" Cassie breathed out; honestly she had never been so happy to see anyone in her whole life. Even if it was the guy she is supposed to hate. But how could she really hate him, he sacrificed everything for her, chose her over everything. And now the tall blonde boy was here, when she was nearly comatose, it made her question her decision to date Adam.
Quickly Cassie shook the thought from her head. As his tall and well built form made it's way closer she could see the worry and concern in his eyes. The blonde girl tried to stand a little straighter, but another pang went through her head causing her legs to weaken.
"Cassie!" Jake ran to her side and held her up as she began to slip down the side of her car. "What's wrong?" His strong arms held her weak frame in place; he gently wiped her hair away from her face. For some reason all she could do was be extremely aware of Jake's touch on her skin and how it left a trail of fire, where Adam's elicited no reaction.
The petite blonde gave a small smile, standing a little taller when she spoke, "I got a really bad migraine, and well I was thinking about going home… so I came out to my car and… well here we are."
Slowly Jake let a wobbling Cassie stand on her own. "I don't think your fit enough to drive." A small smirk began to play onto his lips.
A frown formed on her face, "Well I do need to get home somehow." Cassie quipped sharply. Another pain made her lean against the car.
Jake's smirk soon disappeared as he helped her to the passenger side, "I can drive you home Cassie." But as she was about to protest he cut her off, "Look I walked here and left my car at home. And you honestly look like you're gonna throw up any minute."
The two stood for a moment having a standoff when finally she gave in and climbed into the passenger side, "Don't tempt me…" she mumbled as she closed the door.
Quickly Jake took his spot in the driver's seat and turned on the car. Cassie weakly snapped on her seat belt, she was going from bad to just plane shitty; her hands were shaking and sweaty, not to mention her vision was blurring.
"Hold on Cassie, don't pass out till we get home." Jakes deep voice would normally cause her heart to beat faster and wake her up…
But now his voice faded into blackness as did her vision of him.
As he saw Cassie's face slack and turn to the side, he pressed on the gas pedal. He could feel it wasn't a normal human problem, but the supernatural had influenced her current state. Jake wasn't sure how, but he needed to get her to a safe area first before he could help. As the tall blonde sped by the school, he saw a group of students walking on the campus, but he caught sight of one student in particular… "Adam…" Jake hissed to himself silently as he tore off to Cassie's house.
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Chapter 4~ Fin
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After Note:
Once again short but quick! Was it a cliffhanger enough to keep you reading? P.S. I love reviews! Thanks to Dark-Supernatural-Angel, for a truly wonderful review :D It made my day, now if only EVERYONE else reviewed I'd be really happy.
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