"The revenge is mine …"
Revenge, by 30 Seconds to Mars
"One day I'll return,
The chosen one, under God,
The prodigal son, wreaking havoc
And yes I will get my
Revenge, Revenge, Revenge, Revenge"
In the darkness of the forest I had hidden myself from the senses of the older Salvatore. He had dared to impregnate the hybrid; for this he would die, slowly and painfully, as well as his offspring! She was mine - mine alone! Unless... well, if she gave birth to a girl... I grinned to myself. Another generation of witch - vampire hybrids capable of reproduction ... for breeding purposes, under my leadership ... an interesting idea! A male child would be useless, I would kill it! Or rather... a devilish plan unfolded in my head... Yes! I would drain out and starve the father and as a revenge for his offense I would give him his own offspring as a food source! He would not be able to resist for long, his instincts would get out of hand at some point and then he would kill his own child... She would never forgive him and I would have an easy time with her. I had been watching him. He loved fresh blood from living people... and it would drive him into madness... I would enjoy my revenge, oh yes...
Revenge for my brother Aidan's death! I had waited eleven years! I didn't have to look long for her, she had not disappeared from Baton Rouge after killing my brother. Such a naive child! However, I according to the conversations I've spied on, she hardly knew anything about her own history. This was probably due to her damn mother who had withheld most details. And then this vampire had appeared and seduced her. I had stayed in the background. I knew that he could activate her powers, if she didn't kill him as soon as she knew what he was. Of course she had fallen for his charm, but he was well known for that. The older Salvatore had never let an opportunity slip, but he was also a damn good fighter. I had heard stories about him, specifically in relation to some original vampires that commanded some respect from me. Well, I certainly wouldn't underestimate him.
But first, I had to catch her before she would give birth and hold her at a safe place. I had first thought of cutting the bastard out of her. But why shouldn't I use the fruit of another for my purposes? It would be an additional bonus, nothing more. Legends from my Irish home in Cork said that the women of the local Corey family were witches with very special abilities. Giles Corey, who had moved to Massachusetts in 1630, had taken his family to America and joined the settlers in Salem. After the persecutions of the late 17th Century they fled from there to the south. Around this time, Aidan and I had emigrated into the new world and were turned into vampires there. We had been inseparable, living without regret on the blood of the settlers in the border areas - until he had met Elspeth Corey and fallen in love with her. He was infatuated with her, obsessed with the idea to lead a normal family life with her and I parted from him. He had been a fool to trust her.
When I had found him again 50 years later in Boston, he and his dreams seemed to be destroyed. The witch was dead, that much I'd gotten out of him. Their child, which she had indeed conceived by magic power, was missing, probably dead too... He wasn't able to fully tell me what had happened. Twenty years ago, there was a turning point. He had come upon the track of a family of witches and was convinced to have found the descendants of his Elspeth. At first I had tried to dissuade him, but he wouldn't be discouraged. There were two sisters, Coreys, and yes, the family tree fit. One of them gave birth to a child that she had conceived from her vampire boyfriend and married a police officer. The place they lived in, Mystic Falls, was a reservoir for supernatural beings and the little family moved away. Aidan followed them, researched, photographed, watched... Eventually he turned completely nuts, rambled about getting his lost daughter back. I let him talk. If he wanted the girl, well, he could have her for all I cared. The main thing for me was his peace of mind. Everything else, I didn't care about.
And then she killed him! A 16- year-old girl put out more than 300 years, just like that! My brother, my only family - I was furious! I wanted to kill them all, the girl and her relatives, but there were two powerful witches. No chance to get past them. I grabbed Aidan's documents, killed the CSI investigators in my rage and disappeared for a few years. And now, I stood here outside the Salvatore estate in Mystic Falls and planned my revenge... It wouldn't be easy. She had four vampires now to protect her. The blonde one was even related to her! Anyway, they didn't know what to look for and my preparations were almost complete. I had everything meticulously planned. The girl had grown into a fully-fledged witch, that was for sure. But I had also brought my magical support. There was someone who wanted revenge, and hated nothing in the world more than the older Salvatore... Along with him, I would succeed with my plan...