Because you're you-and I'm me
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~VD~
The next few weeks passed excruciatingly slow. Caroline spent most of her time after school in the cave system where Bonnie and she did her research. She was tracking Caia. At least that's what she was telling Bonnie. In reality, she was buried deep in research about Demon abilities. Sure, Lucifer said he'd look into it, but she didn't like to be sold bullshit.
So she was lounging in her "office" after school, sipping on bourbon and reading a book about demons. It was interesting, to say the least.
An individual demon has an individual color. No two colors are alike. This makes it easier to identify which demon has done which magic.
Caroline wondered who wrote that book. She couldn't find a name on the spine though, making her suspicious. That would mean her color was a bright green. What exactly did that mean? That there was only a limited number of demons possible? It sounded insane. Lucifer had red as his color then, or, a variation of red, according to the book.
Why was her demon side even that active? She'd been bitten by werewolves, vampires, and a warlock as well. Why wasn't that doing anything? She sighed in frustration, snapping the book shut. Dust flew across the room. She coughed. This wasn't doing her any good. If anything, it only confused her more. So, she got up, spelled her door shut and left her office.
She was almost out of the cave system, which was a tricky thing to do, since you needed to pass a room which illuminated in light, so no stray vampires would get out alive, were they to escape the torture room without a ring, when she bumped into Jeremy.
"Hey." She smiled.
"I was just…" He stuttered, before turning bright red.
"Going to see Bonnie for some hot dungeon sex?" She wiggled her eyebrows, and burst out laughing when Jeremy muttered an embarrassed 'Yeah.'
"Are you coming today though?" He asked.
"Am I coming where?" She replied, skeptically.
"The Salvatore mansion." She cringed when he said that. "It's nothing to do with 'you-know-who'." He assured her though.
"You can say his name, you know?" She laughed.
"Elena and Stefan are holding a party to celebrate their 2 month anniversary."
"I thought Elena was with Matt?" Caroline was confused.
"No, she went back to him for a while, but then decided to trade celibacy with Matt for hot vampire sex with Stefan." Jeremy shrugged. "I wouldn't know if that's better though." He winked. She laughed again, feeling kind of easy.
"It's overrated." She smirked.
"For you, maybe. For regular humans…ah…not so much." He teased. But Caroline was quick to retaliate.
"Ah, I see. Should I tell one of the Salvatore's you're looking for a quick shag?"
"Ha-ha. Yeah, keep laughing. I have magic sex."
"Oh, like, she floats you both into the air? That must be hot. Now imagine that in a dungeon." She said, amused. Jeremy rolled his eyes, laughing.
"I best not miss a second of it then."
"Exactly what I was just saying. Go to your woman." She called after him. Caroline still had somewhere to go to, anyway.
She shook her head, laughing.
~VD~
Alaric was pacing around the loft, cleaning, while talking to Damon on the phone.
"Dude, it's a big decision. Of course she needs time to overthink it." He sighed.
"I know, but you didn't see her face." Damon grunted on the other side. Alaric chuckled.
"Trust me, I can imagine. She won't be talking to you for a while."
"I know. I just wish she would." Damon sighed. Alaric smirked. Then he heard a knock on the door.
"Ugh, hold on. Someone's here." Alaric opened the door widely, and his jaw dropped.
"I'm going to have to call you back." He mumbled as he hung up. He heard Damon protest, but tossed the phone onto his bed.
"Caroline." He cleared his throat. "What are you doing here?" She bit her lip.
"I need to tell someone something, and…it's kind of…private." She mumbled. "No one knows it."
"Are you…pregnant?" Alaric guessed. She burst out laughing.
"Ha. No, that'd be a relief if that was what was wrong with me."
"So…what is…wrong with you?" Alaric asked again. Caroline flicked her hand, and a green flame engulfed it, lighting up her eyes as well. Sharp teeth the size of nails extended in her gums. Then she transformed back.
"That."
"I'm going to need a beer."
~VD~
Damon was walking downstairs, seeing Elena and Stefan in a cuddling mess, preparing for the party. He groaned in disgust, catching their attention.
"Oh I'm sorry Damon, are we bothering you?" Stefan asked, smug. Damon rolled his eyes. Leave it to Stefan to get him back for all the sluts he brought over the last few months.
"More like disgusting me." Damon sneered. Elena rolled her eyes now.
"Don't act like you wouldn't do the same if I was Caroline." She gushed then. Damon stared at her angrily.
"But you're not. And she and I are broken up. Elena."
"What? I thought since she was back you two would still be…"
"Oh, no. I forgot to tell you. He broke up with her before she left, and now he wonders why she won't take him back." Stefan laughed, trying to make fun of Damon. But Elena looked compassionate now.
"I'm so sorry Damon. That must hurt." She freed herself of Stefan's grasp, and went to hug him. Damon evaded it.
"No touching. Sorry." He apologized, sarcastically. "Just make sure no one comes up to bother me."
"You're not going to join in the party?" Elena pouted. Damon smirked.
"Not really my style. I prefer frat parties and such." He dismissed with his hand. Stefan scoffed.
"This will be exactly like a frat party."
"Well then I might change my mind."
"And I swear, Caroline will kill anyone who doesn't stay for her cake. It's weird, right? Her, threatening to kill Vampires?" Elena laughed. Damon and Stefan shared an amused look. If only Elena knew what Caroline could do…
~VD~
"What is that, Caroline?" Alaric asked as he opened the fridge, grabbing two beers. When she gave him a questioning look, he just shot back: "Well I'm assuming you're going to need a few drinks to get over your 'I don't tell anybody anything' barrier. This is the headstart."
Caroline laughed despite herself.
"All right then, cheers." She drank. He did as well.
"So, repeating the question. What is it?"
"I'm…not exactly human anymore." She started. She was being too vague, and she knew it, but trust issues were hard to overcome, no matter how hard you wanted to tell the person in front of you.
"Well I noticed. What is it? It's not vampirism that plagues you, is it?" He asked, worried. She shook her head.
"No. Um…I guess…I have a demonic side?" She pressed out. Alaric's eyes bulged.
"Demons?" Disbelief colored his voice, and the word seemed strange to him.
"Yeah. I don't have many books on it, but I know I can do a lot of…fancy…stuff." She gulped down the beer, standing up. "You don't have anything stronger, do you? I'm already shutting up again."
"Don't forget that you still have a party to go to." Alaric reminded her.
"Ugh. Jeremy told you?" She asked, disgusted. She took out a bottle of vodka. "You don't drink Vodka, Alaric. What is this doing here?"
"Welcoming gift from the landlord." Alaric chuckled.
"I'm going to have to confiscate this." She mused. He snorted.
"Go ahead. My bourbon is enough for me." He chuckled as she opened the bottle and gulped down a big swig.
"How does that not burn your throat? It tastes like bile." He said in disgust. She dismissed it with her hand.
"Bile is worse. This stuff is velvet compared to tasting your own blood mixed with upbringings of the only food you've had in days." She blabbed, until she slapped her hand over her mouth.
"I think it's working."
"Well, it's about time. The bottle is half empty, Caroline. You'll drink your way all through my supply."
"This is your only supply of alcohol. Of Vodka, that is." She said, blinking.
"Yeah, yeah. It's a shady thing anyway, a teacher, getting a student drunk." He laughed.
"You worry too much, Alaric." She chastised.
"And why is that?"
"Because if anybody wants to fire you, or press charges against you, I'll…I'll kill them." She nodded heavily, emptying the bottle of vodka completely.
"Hand me another beer, will you? This won't last all that long."
"Caroline, are you aware of how much you drank?"
"Yeees?" She tried sounding normal. This cracked Ric up.
"Why would you need more? You're slurring all over." Caroline cleared her throat. Then proceeded to speak normal.
"I can chose to converse normally, however it strains my highly sensitive nerves that I formed because of which I can currently perform extraordinairy activities." Then she laughed. "See? I can still…talk big." She laughed, nodding again. Alaric sighed. Why was this the only way to get Caroline to talk? He hated doing this. When she was 15, they'd done it as well, but he had only needed half a bottle of wine, not a whole bottle of absoloute vodka and a beer. What changed?
"Okay, so what extraordinary things can you do?" He tried. She stared at him, her eyes empty, glazed.
"Well." She started, throwing her head forward strongly, then rubbing her temple. "Ow." When she wanted to complain to Alaric, he just stared at her, ever-so-patient.
"I have…powers. They're green. No, not eco-friendly. Like…my eyes. They turn green. Like…venom. And then I…uh… do things. Like shoot lasers out of my hand. They're always green though. And…oh. This is good too. " She said, dissolving into green dust, and then appearing at the refrigerator again.
Alaric was shellshocked, to say the least. He blinked a couple of times.
"I think the alcohol is getting to me more than you." He coughed. Caroline closed her eyes.
"Ah, liver problems. You might want to consider turning."
"And you might want to consider training."
"Training…what exactly?"
"Seeing what you can do. Expand your powers, so to speak." He motioned wildly with his hands.
"Are you Klaus?" She asked, dumbfounded.
"Am I who?" Alaric responded, clearly confused. Caroline shook her head violently.
"No, never mind. I'm drunk. How do I train?"
"I'll visit Duke tomorrow. I'll find it out."
"Ooh, can I come?"
"No, you're going to spend the day with Jeremy, as he informed me."
"I am? Must've missed that." She mumbled, angry at herself.
"No, Caroline, that's because he hasn't told you yet. You're not stupid." He took her hand away, and opened her clenched fist, to prevent her from hitting herself.
"You keep on saying no. It's very demotivational." She looked at him, confused. Alaric just laughed.
"So…about Damon…"
"Oh. Yeah, you two get along very well, don't you?" Caroline smiled.
"I heard he loves you." Alaric said, bluntly. Caroline froze. She stared at him angrily. He couldn't take her serious though, she looked more like a pouting child.
"I heard he killed your wife." She retorted.
"Liar. You know Isobel is a vampire."
"Yeah." She slurred. She threw herself on the couch. Then the couch was surrounded by green light. Alaric watched in amazement as the couch lifted itself up into the air. Caroline began panicking.
"What's going on?" She yelled out as she fell off. Alaric caught her. She seemed as if she was in a trance like state.
"How did you do that, Caroline? No talking around it, just say the first thing that pops into your head." Alaric pressed. She stared at him, dumbfounded.
"I wanted to go flying." She stuttered. "Are you mad at me?"
"Caroline? Caroline look at me. Turn off the alcohol. Like you did last time, alright? Can you understand me?" He asked, hectic. She nodded, slower this time. Then she blinked a few times.
"Did it work?" She asked, completely sober. Alaric smiled. "Yeah." He said, patting her on the back.
"Good." She sighed. "What's the plan?"
"You're going to meet up with me the day after tomorrow, that's Sunday, and go train your demon abilities."
"Sounds like a plan. What time is it?"
"Almost 7." Alaric looked at the clock on his wall.
"Crap. I have a party to get to. I need to bring the cake." She smiled, hurrying out of the office.
Alaric sighed.
What had Caroline gotten herself into now? Even worse, what had he? He'd never even heard of demons before now.
Oh, he was screwed.
Mystic Falls was destined to screw anyone's head over completely.
Shaking his head, he emptied his beer, and then settled for a comfortable evening in front of the TV.
~VD~
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