Dear Diary

It's been a while since I've written anything down. This isn't even the same book because that's at home. I can't go there right now because I know that I'm not wanted. Damon doesn't know that I saved Rebekah to save him. I'm not sure how he'd feel if he knew the truth. Right now, I'm staying in the dusty old witch house. The witches hated Rebekah more than me, so we were technically working together. It doesn't have a bed, but the one thing that it does have is the four coffins. Inside of them are three of Rebekah's brothers, including Kol, but the fourth coffin, I can't figure out how to open. I can't help but wonder if it is sealed with magic.

I stopped writing because I heard a noise coming from the basement. I doubted that anyone knew that I was there because the idea that anyone cared where I was didn't seem believable. I was going to make up for messing up the plan by finding a way to kill Rebekah myself. I might need a little bit of help, but it would come exclusively from one person. I didn't want to tell her, but Mystic Falls wasn't exactly the witch capital of the world.

I wore a grey sweatshirt with gold spikes on it and a matching bracelet with a black skirt. It wasn't the most stylish thing, but since I didn't have much choice when it came to clothing, I was left with what I could steal quickly. I liked the bracelet more than anything. I began to wonder if anyone had removed the dagger from Nik. He imagined he would be pissed at Jeremy for doing that. I wasn't entirely sure why he had done it in the first place.

I took out my phone and saw that I had a bunch of missed calls, mostly from my mother. It seemed like she was the only one who cared about me still, but she was kind of obligated to. I didn't want to tell her. Even though, I had my emotions back, I still wanted to limit the people that I cared about. I didn't want Rebekah to be able to use my emotions against me, so I would be as stoic as possible.

I made my way downstairs. Not long after I got there did she come. I supposed that I could have just texted her, but apparently the witches had their own way of getting her to come. In fact, Emily had visited me in my dreams and told me what they planned. They were giving her dreams.

"Finally." I commented.

"Sara...did you follow me here?" She asked.

"No, I've been staying here, but that is not important information or why you're here." I explained. "You probably should be more careful. Anyone could have snuck up on you."

"What do you want?" The witch questioned.

"I need your help." I told her. She looked like she didn't trust me.

"Why should I help you? Jeremy said that you saved Rebekah's life." She declared.

"There were hybrids ready to attack as soon as she died and without her blood, a bite would be fatal." I explained. "Anyway, I have information about her. She always took her family with her wherever she with. She daggered them and hid them in these boxes. Now I have them and I need you to help me keep them hidden. I know you must have some kind of spell for that."

"You're insane." She declared. "What you're doing will just make her even angrier."

"Her family is her weakness." I stated. "As long as I have them in my possession, she won't hurt me."

"I don't have the power to cloak four coffins." She replied.

"Well you see, these witches hate Rebekah as much as I do, and they'll be glad to lend you some assistance." I explained. "Now if you excuse me, I need to go get something to eat and let me say that again something, not someone. I'm going to try to get back on the animal diet, even though being a hybrid is making me crave human blood even more."

I went into the woods and began to look for prey. Getting back on animal was hard the last time that I did it and it was hard the first time. Now I had this added pressure. Maybe it had to do with the fact that wolves craved meat and since I was part wolf, I craved human blood. I understood that it didn't make a lot sense. I also didn't seem to have a sire bond like the other hybrids. I did have things to feel grateful toward her about, mainly being able to walk in the sun. The best reason I had was that at the time of turning, my humanity was off.

I found and deer and bit into it. The wolf aspect definitely showed up because I found myself wanting to eat the meat. It tasted better than the blood. I actually still felt a bit hungry, but I would be able to manage. I wished that I had Lexi to help me. She'd probably be the most likely to forgive me for what happened. She always forgave me for the horrible things that I had done in the past. It was too bad I couldn't talk to her anymore.

I hoped that Bonnie would be able to cast the spell. The witches should have been able to give her the power. I knew that I had no idea how the witch stuff worked, but I knew that she would be able to channel them and it wouldn't take anywhere near the amount of power that it would take to kill Rebekah. My biggest question was what in the box that was so important to Rebekah. It doubted that she was keeping either of her dead siblings with her, especially since she hadn't even met one of them.

When I got back to the house, Bonnie was either still working on the spell or trying to get the witches to give her the power to do it. I decided that I would take a nap. I went upstairs and laid on the hardwood floor. I did at least have a blanket.

1983

Lexi and I were back in New Orleans. We were going to see this new band Bon Jovi performing. They had this song called "Runaway" that I really liked. Of course being in New Orleans, there was someone that I was hoping to see.

"I can't believe that it's been 40 years since we were here last." I declared.

"Yeah, the music has definitely changed a lot." She stated. "You know I really like rock music. I'm not sure that this hair thing will catch on, but I do like how these guys sound."

"Well I have a feeling that they've got even better things ahead." I proposed. "Bands usually take a few years before they can write their best stuff."

"Yeah, Pink Floyd took eight years before they released anything good." She agreed. "So have you seen your brother since he played me?"

"No, but I'll make sure to give him a hard scolding for it." I stated. "Why'd you have sex with him anyway? I thought you only liked girls."

"Well I thought that I had made a major breakthrough and I wasn't going to tell him no because I thought that would cause him to go back." She remarked. "He did remind me why I don't like men."

"Well you will find someone someday, just like I will." I told her. "I can't help but wonder if I have already met him. I kind of wanted to see if I could find him again."

"You don't know if he's even going to remember you." She remarked. "Besides, I've never even met the guy and I have to make sure that you two would even be compatible."

"Lexi, you know that you don't really get to decide on my romantic life." I replied.

Unfortunately, I wasn't able to find him. I decided that it wouldn't be a good idea to go into the French Quarter alone, even though I could take care of myself. I wanted to avoid the witches more than anything. Lexi and I went our separate ways after we left town.

Present

I woke up to find that the spell seemed to be done. Bonnie had left the house. I could see the coffins, but I was supposed to be able to see them.

Now that she had completed the spell, I wasn't entirely sure what to do. Rebekah hadn't come to me with any demands or to try to bargain. I wasn't in the mood to do any of that yet. I wanted to make her suffer a bit before I did anything about it. She deserved it for everything that had put me through and turning me into a hybrid.

I heard footsteps coming from upstairs. I decided to hide because I couldn't be sure who it was. I knew that the coffins would remain hidden, so I didn't have to worry.

"Sara?" I heard Jeremy calling me. "Sara, are you here?"

"Go away." I told him. "How did you even know where to find me?"

"Bonnie told me that you would be here." He explained.

"Well Bonnie is officially the worst secret keeper in the world." I declared. "Why do you even need to find me? I don't want to see you right now. So leave me alone."

"I need you to give Rebekah her family back." He told me.

"Yeah, I'm not interested in that." I remarked.

"She tried to kill Tina." He explained.

"You're saying that like I should care." I pointed out. "How about you just stop talking?"

"Sara, you need to stop being a bitch." He stated. "I know that you have your humanity back, so what is your problem?"

"I said go away." I replied.

He sighed and walked out the door. I didn't want to have to push him away, but I couldn't anyone distract me from my mission to kill Rebekah.

I knew that I probably didn't need to kill her. The worst thing that she had done was kill Jenna, while horrible, didn't affect me that badly. Someone could argue that by healing Damon and making me a hybrid, she had made my life better. But she was still the Original Bitch. I knew that focusing myself into killing her was a good way to deal with the flood of emotions. I would deal with the rest of it later once she was dead. I just had come up with the perfect plan that even accounted for the hybrids.

Suddenly, Damon rushed into the house and pulled me outside. I was pretty sure that he knew that I wasn't going to bite him.

"Why did you stop me from killing Rebekah?" He demanded while on top of me.

"I'm not telling you." I declared before I suddenly felt him holding my heart.

"I want the truth!" He demanded.

"If you killed Rebekah, the hybrids would have killed you and I can't lose you." I explained. "I was trying to protect you."

"I thought that you didn't care." He stated as he pulled his hand out of my chest and the wound began to close up.

"Mikael attacking you caused me to turn it on." I declared. "I was faking everything."

"That doesn't make any sense." He declared. "Why would fake being under her control? What would that accomplish?"

"I wanted to make her think that she could trust me." I said. "I think that I did a pretty good job. Mom was the only one that knew."

"Then what are you doing now?" He asked.

"I'm planning something to kill her. It starts with exploiting her weaknesses." I declared. "I can tell you as long as you keep it a secret from everyone else, including Ric, and especially including Jeremy. So is your girlfriend okay?"

"You killed my girlfriend." He stated.

"Damon, don't be an idiot." I remarked. "I know that you like Tina. How did she even get off vervain in the first place?"

"Tyler did it to her." He explained. "We're pretty sure that it was under Rebekah's orders."

"Well maybe you should have been with her so it wouldn't happen." I explained. "Now do you promise that you won't tell anyone about this?"

"I don't know why you're so interested in who I should be dating." He responded.

"Damon, promise me." I ordered.

"Fine, I won't tell anyone." He relented. "Now what is this plan?"

"Let's go back inside." I instructed before entering the house.

"Those witches don't really like me." He stated.

"Come inside." I repeated as he stepped in. "Now come downstairs. This is it?"

"I'm not really seeing how looking at the floor is going to help us kill Rebekah." He quipped.

"Look again." I suggested. Suddenly, the coffins appeared. "I would like to introduce you to the rest of the Mikaelson family. Her brothers are in here, but I don't know who or what's in the fourth one. Bonnie seems to think that it's a weapon that can kill her, and that's probably true."

"I hope that you know what you're doing." He stated.

"I know what I'm doing." I confirmed. "The only way to beat a villain is to be a better villain."

So Sara is once again writing in her diary. She's also still thinking about Marcel and still having trouble adjusting to being a hybrid. Please don't forget to review.