#but it never happened since zachary came back before anyone noticed his disappearance. and with a new appearance

[malkaviian]

random oc facts, of the "they have problems" flavor

#oc talk #1- luca developed claustrophobia from the time he was locked in the school's bathroom by her bullies #2- chase got his depression from his mom; who also has it; except she goes to therapy and has meds so its now somewhat controlled #he was quite the spoiled kid by both his parents but his mom was the one who would always agree with him and give him everything #even if he was in the wrong and the worst piece of shit he could be. she felt guilty about him getting clinical depression for 'her fault' #so she wanted to 'compensate him' for 'ruining his life'. he was still pretty harsh with both of them so. #one day he told her to kill herself and go to hell over a minor thing; that same night he went to see finnley #so he never knew his mom actually tried to kill herself if thats what he wanted. his dad was kinda bitter for a few days #but eventually forgave him. and as i said none of them told him anything so he never knew. #3- maverick still gets nervous when he sees cops or hears police sirens - hes always on the edge #whether theyre going to actually arrest him some day. he doesnt know if zachary's body was ever found as he avoided tv for that reason #like he hid it in an abandoned house. it was a horrible hiding place but it was the closest he had and he was panicking with a dead body #so its not like he could do the smartest things in that state. also of course he left his dna everywhere- finding him would be really easy #but it never happened since zachary came back before anyone noticed his disappearance. and with a new appearance #its was like the old zachary people knew just stopped existing entirely. you cant do a murder case without a body #so it was just labeled as a sudden disappearance. however mav is paranoid over it when in his non-empty state #and when hes empty hes so focused in finding someone new to obsess over he stops caring- maybe he could even find someone on prison! #4- rafael doesnt talks to his family due to charlotte manipulating him into believing theyre all horrible people who hate her #and in fact they hate her! mostly his sister. they hate what she did to their son/brother but hes so blind and easy to manipulate #they stopped trying to knock some common sense into him. his sister was afraid this would happen eventually bc he was always gullible #SPECIALLY when hes in love. and well guess what happened!! #5- on the topic of charlotte; she has both tried to kill herself AND kill someone. well; her 'suicide attempt' was more likely #wanted to get hospitalized but not *actually* ending her life. in her mind that would make her parents notice how much they hurt her #with their 'favoritism' towards raven. girl they literally never had a favoritism YOU are the one who think so!!! #she never got what she wanted though-- she ended up vomiting the pills and suddenly got too embarrassed to talk about it #and guess who she wanted to kill? exactly; raven! they would sometimes see each other on family reunions and it was weird #she bought anti-freezer and brought it to a reunion-- she has been on a barista course so technically no one would think anything #if she made drinks for everyone. but raven was just so insistent on seeing the process-- due to actual curiosity-- that she couldnt do it #so she came home with an anti-freezer and incredible frustrated lmao. she was 17 though so its not like it was thoroughly planned #but you know. the intention was there.

[crysj88]

Phylax Avengers x oc Prologue

Phylax: Ancient Greek. Watcher, protector, sentinel, guardian.

Bennett Lancaster grew up in her small hometown with her head full of stories of heroes, from the latest action flick to the oldest of Greek myths. Going into private security and moving away from her small hometown, she knew would bring her adventures. She never imagined that it would put her in the middle of the next generation of heroes. (Rating Teen.)

Tony x oc (platonic), Natasha x oc (slowburn)

Word count: 4212

Chapter warnings: cheating, child death, blood, injury

Mrs. Bethany Lancaster watched her four older children as they ran out of the house. Nora would watch the three little ones and it would give her some peace and quiet as long as the baby stayed asleep. Thirty solid minutes with no disasters was a small miracle. It gave her time to catch up on housework, which she had lacked since baby number five, Zach, arrived. She checked on the three month old before turning back to the chores at hand.  

She had the most recent pile of laundry folded and stacked the only thing left was matching the socks. That was when she heard the scream. 

“Momma!”  Beth looked up to see her 6 year old daughter, Bennett racing towards the house. Her face red and there were obvious tear tracks. Panic. That was what was in her daughter’s face. She ran to the yard meeting her half way. The girl was crying so hard that understanding her words was near impossible. “Fitzy, Fitzy. Momma...Fitzy.” Beth scooped the crying girl in her arms and headed farther into the open fields. “Nora, Leo,” she called for her two oldest children.

Bennett buried her head in her mother’s shoulder. “Fitzy.” 

Bethany’s heart raced as she ran towards the distant call returned by her 15-year-old daughter. “Momma. Help it’s Fitz.” 

The sight that met Bethany Lancaster’s eyes was one that every mother fears. A small body lay in the creek, blood soaked through his short blonde hair. His face pale and lips blue. Bethany handed the crying Bennett to Nora and knelt by the boy. “What happened?” She felt for a pulse and then listened for a breath but found neither. 

“I don’t know. We were playing in the field. Fitz wanted a turn with the kite but Leo had it. The next thing I remember we were here and Fitz was like this.” The older girl took deep breaths trying to calm herself to take care of her sister. 

Bethany began the process of CPR knowing it was no use. She sent Leo to the house to call 911. Blood slid down the creek bed as she tried to pump life back into her young son. 

“Fitzy!” Bennett cried, kicking Nora sharply in the leg so the older girl would drop her. As soon as she hit the ground the girl scrambled to her twin brother. “Fitzy, wake up,” her tears dripped to his cheeks, “Fitzy!” 

When the ambulance arrived it was too late. Bennett cried in her mother’s arms pleading for her brother to get up. Nora had returned to the house shortly after Leo and was caring for Zachary.

Bennett’s mother clung tightly to the girl. Small bloody handprints appeared on the fabric of her shirt as the girl fought to reach her brother as the coroner zipped the body bag. Fitz’s face disappearing from their view. The small girl went weak in her mother’s arms. Sobs wracked her body as she cried. Her brother’s name came out as only a whimper. Bethany Lancaster allowed her first tear then holding her daughter as her son was taken away. 

Frost coated the ground of the small park closest to Stark tower. Normally Bennett would take her bike out of town to a small nature trail nearby, today there wasn’t time. The steady pounding of her sneakers hitting the pavement was Bennett's sole focus. After a nightmare an early morning run was soothing. The cold morning air brushed against her face, turning her cheeks and nose rosy. Her breath froze in the air in front of her. 18 years had passed since that day and she still felt the loss. If she managed to outrun her memories during the light of day, they always caught back up to her in her sleep.

Back at Stark Tower again Bennett made her way to the gym. She pushed her short hair back out of her face, and made her way to the heavy bag. The bag buckled under the weight of her first few punches. The rough leather grated against her knuckles as she tried to bleed out the last of her nightmare.

For a year and a half Bennett had held a job in security at Stark Industries, as Tony Stark’s personal bodyguard. She had been with Pepper through every second of the incident in Afghanistan. She had helped Tony weather the introduction of Ironman and subsequent fall out. 

Tony was the first big job Bennett had in her field of choice. She had applied for numerous other positions at companies around the city but was passed over because she was too young or inexperienced. Today marked her 24th birthday. 

She was qualified for the job. Top of her class at the academy, marksmanship was in the top 5%, hand to hand combat top 3%, surveillance and observation top 7%. The problem came in because she didn’t look 24. She didn’t even look 20 most days. On a really good day the blonde could pass for 21 but most days about 16 or 17. Resembling a teenager was not exactly intimidating. The clothes Pepper bought, and Tony paid for, helped.  Pepper insisted though, that this was an asset. It made it easier for her to fade into the background. Unassuming and nonthreatening. So when she selected Bennett’s work attire, it was professional but always carried a young, carefree air to it. Usually in the form of colored Converse, lightly distressed jeans, or a graphic tee under her button down or jacket.  

Tabloids had been fun the first couple months after she was noticed. According to those reporters Bennett was Tony Stark's love child from his wild youth. The papers had new stories released every week. "Birth mothers" were lining up to back their stories. There were a few similarities between Bennett and Tony. Skin tone, brown eyes, although his were a darker brown than hers, and a few other overlapping "roguish features", to quote Tony. But past that nothing. The women claiming to be her mother, ranged from hispanic to Irish, from waitresses to swimsuit models. Each story was more ridiculous than the last. Simple math would disprove every one of the women, they were all too young. As would Bennett’s nearly platinum blonde hair. Seriously not one paper thought to find a blonde.

 Quick punch combos rocked the bag on it's chains. The bag caved around her heel as she sunk a kick in. The bag was inviting. Granting a release. The anger and fear. The nightmares, the memories. A release for all of it. Bennett poured them all into the bag where they would stay buried in the sand contained in the canvas. She worked the bag over and over, punch after punch, blow after blow. The combinations becoming more deadly as she worked. 

Tony entered the room watching the girl work and the bag rocked on it’s chains. He watched not wanting to interrupt her. Her fist slammed hard into the bag and he winced. She seemed to deflate holding on to the bag. Letting out an exhausted breath she whispered, "Happy birthday, Fitz"

He gave her another moment heart breaking slightly at the sight. Opening the door and shutting it again Tony approached her as if he had just gotten there. "As my bodyguard, are you not supposed to be aware of your surroundings? I mean if I can sneak in on you anyone can." He crossed the room towards her. "You gonna talk about it this time?"

"I am supposed to be aware of threats, I would hardly classify you as a threat," she walked over taking the bottle from his hand for a drink. The liquid had barely touched her tongue when she spit it out, gagging. "What on earth are you drinking?" She opened the bottle giving the substance a tentative sniff, it was thick and green.

"It's, uh, protein shake from one of those MMA magazines you get."

"Why is it green?" The blonde sniffed it again, wrinkling her nose at the smell.

“Kelp?” Tony took a moment to answer.

“Your answer to that shouldn’t be a question,” she quipped, handing the bottle back and turned to get water from the small fridge.

Tony nodded towards her hand, “you’re bleeding.”

She looked down examining the knuckles. Sure enough the skin was broken on the first two knuckles of each hand and the rest were smeared with blood. “It’s probably just a little scratch.”

He gave her a disbelieving look. “You never even let me look at the bag without wrapping my hands.”

“It’s fine, Boss. It looks worse than it is,” she shrugged it off. “Go grab your mouthpiece and meet me on the mats.” Bennett headed into the locker room to grab her mouthpiece and take care of her hands. She knew better, but the rough material of the bag had felt good. Pain always brought relief. Physical pain was manageable. 

Turning the water on she waited the few seconds it would take for it to heat. She ran her hands under the water scrubbing them clean. The water diluted the blood. Bennett squeezed her eyes shut as her nightmare rushed back. The onslaught of images making her slightly nauseous. Wiping her hands dry the skin looked new. It had knit itself back perfectly. That’s why it had escaped her notice, something small like that was less bothersome than a mosquito bite. There is no telling how many times the skin had broken for them to bleed that much. In the most extreme case so far her healing factor was effective enough to heal 12 gunshot wounds simultaneously. So a busted knuckle from the heavy bag was something she wasn’t worried about.  

 Wrapping her knuckles she returned to the gym, mouthpiece in hand. Many things are socially acceptable now.  Many things the government has legalized. They tolerated Ironman. There were rumors of Captain America being found. Talk of other survivors of genetic experiments. Negotiations for the rights of Inhumans. One thing that had not been changed, that had not been legalized, had not been repealed. The Mutant Registration Act. 

Mutation was still seen as an abomination, an affront to nature. Mutants were closely monitored if they managed not to be thrown in jail. To date only three mutants from the registration had not been incarcerated for any length of time, and only because their mutations were purely cosmetic. Horns and tails posed no real threat to humanity's safety. It would be safe to say Tony didn't know about her abilities. No one knew, not even her parents. She intended to keep it that way. She pulled on her fingerless gloves and headed back into the gym.

Ground fighting was the order of the day. After reviewing some of the pins and chokes they had worked on they began to grapple.

 Round 1: 2 minutes, submission, guillotine, Bennett. 

Round 2: 45 seconds, submission, arm bar, Bennett 

Round 3: 3 minutes, submission, Darce choke, Bennett. 

It continued for seven rounds. Some of the rounds could have been shorter but Bennett liked to play a bit. The third round for instance had taken so much time because Bennett wanted to win with the Darce choke. Other times she just drug the fight out to make Tony work harder. Tony got close a few times. After each round the blonde showed him how to lock in the choke to prevent escape. 

Training with Tony was a good warm up for the day and Bennett truly loved teaching him. He didn't really need it. He had the suit. Hand to hand combat was kinda obsolete against that. 

"Okay," he coughed, tapping the mat to signal Bennett to let go. "I'm done. Besides we have a full day." He stretched to work out the kinks in his spine from the fights. 

Bennett pulled up the schedule on her phone, the Stark tech projecting the application off the screen for her. "We have 30 minutes to clean up, eat, and get to the board meeting."

He nodded drinking from the bottle of green goo. "Thanks, kid. Next time I am going to win one." She chuckled, pulling her gloves off before heading back upstairs to change.

 The meeting seemed to drag on and on. No matter how many of these things she sat through Bennett never could find it in herself to follow along. The phone buzzed in her pocket. A new text. 

Tony: kid, watch this.

A few seconds passed and one of the board members grew noticeably irritated before he swatted the air. Upon closer inspection Bennett could see a small black object darting around the man’s head. Bennett would have simply assumed it to be a fly except for the small red light blinking from it. Almost indiscernible. 

Tony flicked his fingers across his phone and the small object darted at the man again. It was a drone. The man grew more distracted by the second. Bennett and Tony bit back their laughter. 

“Tony,” Pepper snapped, “do you have anything to contribute?”

“Uh,...no I think you covered it rather eloquently,” he tapped his screen once more before shoving the phone back in his pocket. Bennett watched the drone zip away probably to some charging dock across the building. 

“If no one has any new business I think we can adjourn,” Pepper dismissed the board members with a smile. As the last man stepped out she turned a glare toward the two. Focusing on Tony she spoke “do you think this is a game, I am trying to run a company here, your company. You could at least pretend to care.” 

 Pepper dragged Bennett and Tony upstairs. If Tony kept this up he would run the company into the ground. He needed to take his responsibilities seriously. Happy met them in the kitchen  where lunch was being served. JARVIS with the help of a bot or two had prepared a salad with grilled chicken. 

Bennett inwardly groaned kelp shakes and now salad. Tony was on a health kick, which meant it was time to stock up on junk food. 

Pepper excused herself when she received a call from one of the overseas investors during lunch leaving Tony, Bennett, and Happy alone for a moment. "Tonight's the night, right? Are you sure you wanna do this kid?" Tony leaned back in his seat trying to make his voice sound casual.

Bennett’s face lit in a smile. "I think so. Emily and I have been together for two years. Our lives fit together seamlessly. We have talked out our plans for the future together. Almost never fight." She chuckled lightly. "Everyone says that proposing is nerve wracking. But I thought it all through and planned it out. Honestly I'm not nervous at all. We fit too well together. She's gonna say yes." Bennett took the small box from her pocket examining the ring. 

Tony held out his hand and she passed the box over. Tony nodded his approval before handing the ring to Happy.

 "Not a bad choice, kid. You want me to drive you tonight. I could get the limo."

Bennett tucked the ring back in her pocket. "No I got it. Gonna take one of Tony’s cars and pick her up, take her to her favorite restaurant. That I can pass off as birthday privileges. Limo would be a bit over the top. Might tip her off." 

"Public proposal? At the restaurant? Pretty gutsy." Tony quipped. 

"No, she wouldn't want that kind of attention" Bennett shook her head, "a walk in the park after, to a spot I know she loves. I'll ask her there." Bennett could see it all in her mind from the bench by the lake to the smile on Emily’s face. Tonight was going to change everything. Tonight would be the start of a new life, a better life.

Happy's phone buzzed. "Sorry, Pepper needs me to pick up someone at the airport. If I don't make it back in time, good luck, kid." He smiled before running out the door. 

"Benn are you really sure about this? Not a doubt in your mind that Emily is the one?" Tony wore a serious expression. "You're young. Not many people find their soulmate at 24."

“I didn’t,” Bennett smirked, ”we met when I was 22."

Tony's expression grew more serious if possible."Benn. This is a big decision. I don't want to see you heartbroken if things don't work down the road. Just make sure you have thought this through. Does Emily really make you happy?"

The blonde gave his words careful consideration before replying. "I think so. I mean we've had rocky places sure. Everyone does, but I think she makes me happy."

Tony locked his gaze with hers "marriage is a lifetime thing." 

"Who are you and what have you done with Tony?" He didn't even smirk at the attempted joke. Bennett let out a deep sigh "I know it's a lifetime thing. I am prepared to sacrifice a lifetime if she needs me to.” She let the silence hang for a few seconds before allowing a smirk to slide in place, “Pepper is gone for the day and Happy is out so...Smash bros showdown." Tony didn't move immediately but the corner of his lips turned up. " Come on, Boss. It will get my mind off things."

He gave a sigh before a genuine smile spread across his features. "Alright, best of 75. If I win I get your bike for a week if you win you can use my suit."

"No safety mode?" Bennett cocked one brow in question.

"Weapons hot." He held out his hand which she in turn took shaking it. 

"Deal."

Several hours later Pepper walked into the common area to Tony's shouts of victory and Bennett’s groans of defeat. "The bike is mine for the week." He crowed. 

"Yeah, yeah," She scowled at the tv screen “you can use the Harley or the Honda this week.”

“No I get the Ducati,” he insisted.

“The original deal said you get my bike for a week not which one. You should be more specific next time, I have seven.” She smirked.  

"Well, well." They both jumped at the new voice spinning to see Pepper standing in the doorway. "I see you two got a lot done today."

"It was bonding time, really." Tony explained. 

Bennett shot a cheeky grin towards the older woman shrugging, "while the cat's away…"

"Obviously." A soft smile played on her lips even as she tried to hide it. "Bennett, don't you have to be somewhere in an hour?"

She tapped the screen on her phone, her Ducati lit up in the background as she checked the time. "Crap. Yeah thanks Pep." Jumping up from the couch the girl pressed a kiss to Pepper’s cheek before heading to the doorway. 

"Are you both coming back tonight? I have a few things saved for the occasion. Wanted to celebrate a little with you, both of you.” Tony explained.

“More than likely. But Tony: no party! If you guys want to say “hi” and stuff fine, but no extras. No party.” Bennett set the rules for Tony’s “celebration”.

"Alright. Be safe and have fun tonight" Tony wrapped her in a tight hug. "Good luck, kid."

“Thanks, boss." Pepper pulled the girl in for one more hug as she rushed to her room. 

Bennett pulled up to Emily’s apartment at 6:30 sharp. Knocking at the door she rocked back on her heels as she waited for Emily to answer, a bouquet of roses in hand. 

“Bennett!” Emily opened the door with a broad smile. She leaned forward pulling the blonde into a kiss. “Those for me?” She asked, pulling away for a second. 

“Who else would they be for?” Bennett pecked her lips again. 

She took the roses, “I’ll just put these in water right quick,” she slipped inside pushing the door closed before Benn could follow. Seconds later she came back out, “ready to go?” Her smile was bright as she took Bennett’s hand, heading to the car. 

Bennett opened her door for her, before climbing in the driver's seat. They drove and talked, laughing occasionally. The blonde couldn’t keep the smile off her face.

The night started at an art gallery. Emily led Bennett through the gallery pointing out her favorite pieces. They talked over the exhibits as they went. Emily gushed over a large metal sculpture in the middle of the museum. She rattled on talking about lines and angles to convey the artist’s meaning. Benn nodded along and agreed when she was asked what she thought. Her only real thought about the piece though was the welds were crap. 

Bennett lagged a bit behind as they came across an exhibit of statues from Greece. Athena, Artemis, and Apollo were displayed alongside sculptures of gorgons, minotaurs, and chimaeras. Emily tugged her along to finish up the last few exhibits. 

When they pulled up to the restaurant Bennett quickly hopped out of the car, rushing around the front of the car to open Emily’s door. Bennett held out a hand and Emily took it. Her hand resting in the blonde’s made Benn feel as if Emily trusted her with her whole world. It was a responsibility the young bodyguard was happy to take on. 

“This really isn’t necessary, Bennie,” she tucked her hand around Bennett’s arm, “but thank you.” 

Dinner was slightly more expensive than she had originally planned but for tonight it would be worth it. Next stop was the nature park. They walked through the park under the stars hand in hand. The little box bounced in her pocket as they neared the spot.

Bennett took in the night sky. North star was straight ahead. Ursa Major and Ursa Minor. A story of jealousy. Zeus’ wife Hera was jealous of Callisto after Zeus fell in love with her. So Hera changed her into a bear. Callisto was hunted for years. Zeus and Callisto had a son named Arcas. When he grew Arcas became a great hunter, he was moments away from unknowingly killing his mother but Zeus interfered. Sending them into the sky creating the two constellations. 

“Bennie,” Emily pulled her from her thoughts. “Bennie babe, what is it about them that you find so fascinating?” She gestured towards the heavens.

“Everything. The stories, history, science…” 

Smiling Emily pulled her girlfriend around to face her. She beamed at the blonde, “you always have your head in the clouds, aren’t there more interesting things down here on the ground.” She pulled Bennett in close for a kiss, wrapping her arms around her neck deepening the kiss. 

Bennett pulled away after a moment, leading Emily further into the park. 

Bennett steeled herself.  “Em, I wanted to talk to you about something.”

“Of course. I wanted to talk to you about something too,” she followed happily. 

“You go ahead,” Bennett said, “what did you want to talk about?”

“No, no, go ahead, it can wait,” she threaded her fingers through Bennett’s. 

“Well,” they came to the spot by the edge of the lake. Taking a deep breath Bennett began her speech “Emily, we have been together for two years now. You helped me adapt to New York, out of the security of my college campus. New York is quite a bit bigger than I am used to,” a grin spread across Bennett’s face, one side slightly higher than the other. Lopsided. 

Emily placed her hand on Bennett’s cheek leveling out her smile “Yeah, your little “no where” Texas is a bit tiny. Population of what, 23?”

“That wasn’t the population, that was the size of my graduating class,” Bennett gave her an indignant look. “Give me some credit.” Emily laughed. “I couldn’t have made it this far without you, and I don’t want to spend any of my future without you by my side. So Emily, will you marry me?” Bennett pulled the ring from her pocket and waited for her answer. 

Bennett parked the car in the garage, killing the engine. She walked in the living area to see Tony, Pepper, and Happy all waiting. Champagne on ice. She let out a long sigh, there was no way to avoid them. 

Tony was grinning from ear to ear when she entered, “hey kid, how did it go?” He looked over her shoulder. “Where’s Emily?” 

The girl plastered a smile on her face. “I...not as planned.” she ran her hand through her hair, brushing her bangs behind her ear only for them to fall back in her face, too short to stay tucked. 

“What do you mean?” Pepper was concerned. 

“Turns out we...don’t want exactly the same things. Her future and mine... there’s this other girl, Madison. Emily has been with her for most of our relationship.” They were all dumb struck. She pulled the box from her pocket, setting it on the coffee table in front of the couch. “Guess I will have to figure out the return policy for that in the morning.” She gave the others a half hearted smile. “I think I am going to bed. Good night.” Apparently Tony was right, no one finds their soulmate at 24.

AN: won’t leave many of these. First I don’t own Marvel or their characters just Benn and her story. 

Second give me any feedback or ideas you have on this story. Any critic is welcome. It is a slowburn as far as the romance aspect goes but it will get there and there is plenty of other stuff in the meantime. 

Hope you enjoyed this introduction to Bennett and my story. Ch1 should be up in a week. 

#Black Widow #The Avengers #Tony Stark #natasha romanov #Ironman #OFC

[katleowriting]

Sister of Darkness- You’re Undead to me

He you go, episode 5 with the vampire diaries rewrite!

Ao3:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/15001889/chapters/35573652

Fell/Gilbert House

Parker sat up in her bed, she looked around and smiled. Over the four days since the founders party, she had managed to move all of her stuff from the Gilbert house to Sarah's house. Or would it be her house now too? Parker didn't really know, but she was there now and she was extremely happy about it. Jeremy helped her some with bringing over her larger stuff, even Vicki had stopped to help. Elena was almost silent when she helped her pack the rest of her stuff in her room, along with Jenna who couldn't shut up about how Parker was all grown up, and didn’t need anyone to take care of her anymore. There was also lots of complaining about what are they going to eat now that the only one in the family that could cook was leaving. Parker had promised to return if randomly if only to keep everyone else from being subjected to take out for the rest of their lives.

Getting up from her bed she walked to her bathroom and brushed her teeth, and then took a shower before getting dressed to head to the school. Walking down the stairs, Parker, passed pictures of her and Sarah growing up together, then there were some of them with Zach at the boarding house. Smiling she walked into the kitchen to find Sarah drinking coffee and flipping through magazines. The kitchen was already more organized than when it was just Sarah there, all of the coffee cups were actually together.

"Hey, how are you doing this morning?" Parker asked pouring herself a large mug coffee.

"Good, thanks to you for organizing the cupboards. I could actually find stuff." Sarah said with a laugh before going back to her magazine.

"I’ll see you tonight, I'm off to the school and then Zach asked me to come over for a while, and help him with something at the boarding house." Parker said putting a lid on her cup and picking her stuff up.

"Is he going insane with only his nephew there? Grab me a good book while you there." Sarah grinned not looking up from her magazine.

Mystic Falls High

Parker sat at her desk during lunch and waiting for Stefan to come in and make up a test he’d missed in one of his classes. Not a few minutes later he walked in and almost let out a sigh. Ignoring him she pointed to a desk with a paper on it and he got to work. Six minutes later he laid the paper down on her desk.

"I take it you've talked to my little sister?" Parker questioned looking up at him.

"Yeah, we are going to meet up at the grill later to talk." Stefan said standing near the door, so people could see he was finishing up a talk with the counselor.

"Well I have a feeling you're going to tell her another lie, so tell me the truth. How is it going with Damon?" Parker asked looking him in the eye.

"He's Damon, never underestimate him. He's strong, stronger than I am. It'll take longer for him to be weakened enough to move him to the family crypt." Stefan warned with worry in his voice.

"Good to know, I'm going to hang out with Zach during that stupid car wash tomorrow and I'm also going over there tonight after I get out of work." Parker said shaking her head and ending the conversation. Sending Stefan on his way to whatever class he had after lunch.

Salvatore Boarding House

Parker walked up the steps of the Salvatore house with Stefan only a few feet in front of her. Entering the house it all seemed quiet, until Stefan disappeared at vampire speed causing her to go on alert and run to the basement where there was suddenly noise. AS she basically flew down the stairs Parker could see Zach leaning against the wall holding his throat and Stefan was glaring at Damon.

"Yo, Z man, you okay?" She asked walking up to him to start looking his neck over, seeing slight red marks in the shape of Damon’s hands.

"I'm fine, you shouldn't be down here though," Zach replied trying and failing to push her to the stairs, "You don't take vervain."

"Stop Zach, you know I don't need vervain. I can't be compelled, so stop and let me help you." Parker growled causing Zach to freeze and let Parker finish her inspection. Parker grabbed his head and tilted it from side to side seeing the slight bruises form. "You'll live, any tighter and you could be dead, due to lack of oxygen."

"Got it Parker," Zach said as both of them made their way up the stairs to the couch waiting for Stefan to come back up.

"You young man are late, my baby sissy won't be too happy," Parker said shaking her finger at Stefan, a fake stern look upon her face as he entered the room causing Zach to laugh at the scene. Smiling Stefan left knowing that they were both okay and safe upstairs.

Twenty minutes later Zach had gone to the bathroom and Parker got up off the couch and silently walked to the basement, the door was still open so she ran down the stairs as quietly as humanly possible, and for her that was practically silent. Once down the stairs she walked to the door of the cell Damon was in and looked at him, she mentally started taking stock of the shape he was in, and how close she could estimate possible desiccation.’ Stefan was wrong, it will take him longer to be weak enough than what he thinks’.

"My little brother and Zachary won't be too happy that you’re down here," Damon mumbled before he groaned slightly in pain, Parker could see some of it wasn’t all real pain.

"I honestly don't care. Don't you think it’s  kind of funny that Katharine and my little sister look absolutely identical. Not just sorta, but actually fully alike. Not like family, but practically the same person." Parker chuckled drawing Damon's full attention.

"How do you know that?" Damon groaned looking at her, eyes narrowing. "Stefan wouldn't have told you, and Zach doesn't know that little detail, so he couldn’t have told you."

"I like to snoop.One can't live in this house for almost three years and not snoop, Damon. Did you honestly think I didn't look around. I mean, Zach can only pay so much attention to what someone is doing while he's asleep. In his room, on the main floor,”  Parker smirked as Damon tried to chuckle, "I liked it here, at one point my mom insisted that she help Zach clean because I was staying here. I helped out to but, I mainly hung out upstairs. Zach was always down stairs on the main floor, so I went into rooms he said not to. Like your room and Stefan's. I must be honest, I liked your room better than Stefan's, his is to cluttered. Your’s is more clean and sleek, in an antique kind of way."

"Why are you down here?" Damon asked groaning again.

"I'm bored, and Zach said I couldn't go upstairs, I think he caught onto me snooping in your guys rooms. But silly him, he never said anything about coming down here." Parker smiled with a hint of red around her iris. Before walking away she stopped hearing when she heard Damon's voice again.

"She had a picture of you, Katherine. She told me it was from when she was human, five hundred years ago. It was given to her hand maid with the stuff left behind when she was sent to the church to burn." Damon whispered causing Parker to scrunch her eyebrows and frown before walking up the stairs.

Fell/Gilbert House

Parker lay in her bed the next morning staring at the ceiling, thinking over what Damon had said before she walked out of the basement. How did Katherine have a picture of me over a hundred years ago? How is the picture from when she was human? Parker thought to herself as her door opened to Sarah standing there in a bikini.

"I'm going to the high school car wash, Caroline wants more help and apparently she thinks I look sexy in a bikini." Sarah said before leaving.

Rolling her eyes Parker got out of her bed, to take a shower. Once out of the shower she braided her hair minus her bangs. She put on her black shorts and red tank top, with her black ankle boots. Grabbing her phone, wallet, and a sketchbook with pencils, Parker left for the boarding house.

Salvatore Boarding House

Arriving there Parker  just walked in and sat on a couch, Zach barely noticed her as he dusted some shelves. Quietly Parker started to sketch something she had seen the night before in a dream.

Twenty minutes later Parker heard slight whispering from the open basement door but chose to ignore it. It wasn’t much longer when she heard one of the glass doors open. Frowning Parker stood up when she heard someone walking in, they sounded like they were wearing sandals. Hearing the steps head to the basement, Parker, stood up and started walking in that direction hearing, "Damon?"

Quickly Parker ran in the direction Zach was in and grabbing him dragging him and pulling to start running in the direction of the basement. Quickly Zach understood something was happening and they were in a race for the basement. Once down the stairs Parker gasped at the sight of Caroline starting to unlock the door of Damon's cell.

“Stop Caroline!” Parker gasped, moving forward to try and pull her away from the door.

"You're going to open the door," Damon repeated over and over to Caroline, trying to block her from hearing the other two.

"No," Zach shouted running and grabbing the lock. Damon started to struggle and fight to open the door from his side, Parker managed to push Caroline to the Stairs.

"Get out of here. Now. Run." Parker yelled at her moving to the door to try and help shut it. But Damon was quickly opening the door, even weak he was stronger than two humans. Damon pushed Zach to the ground, snapping his neck. When he turned to Parker, he slammed her into the wall. The last thing Parker saw was Damon running up the stairs after Caroline, and all she could feel was a throbbing from the back of her head and the rest of her body.

Parker came to with a groan, looking over she saw Stefan holding a now dead Zach. Tears started to form in her eyes, Stefan saw this and just looked back down at Zach. Parker slowly stood up holding onto the back of her head, once she was fully standing she almost walked up the stairs slowly to her stuff. Grabbing her stuff She looked back at Stefan with tears running down her face before she moving out of the house and to her car.

Fell/Gilbert House

Entering her house ten minutes later, Parker was still crying when Sarah came out of the kitchen. Seeing her best friend in tears and holding her head, Sarah, ran to her and dragged her to the couch. Quietly Parker told her through her sobs about Zach and Damon, both girls having been told the Salvatore secret by Zach, when the two of them were in high school. As members of founding family's and Parker being the eldest they were told the true history of their town. Sarah told Parker about seeing Bonnie set the water at the car wash on fire with her magic, and that the younger female had gone to her grandmother. The two spent the rest of the night drinking straight from the a bottle of bourbon given to them by Zach.

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All Just Glass 2005 Rough Draft: Chapter 2

Chapter 2

“The healer was stalling us and you know it,” Zachary said.

“Yeah.” Adianna shuddered at the vampiric aura lingering in the room. Alone, it wasn’t strong enough to bother her, but knowing that it was Sarah made it horrific. “But we would never be able to prove it.”

How had things gotten so bad, so quickly?

They never should have moved from the city. Sarah had been happy there. Dominique hadn’t exactly approved of her friends then, either, but the riffraff hunters Sarah sometimes hooked up with were worlds better than vampires.

Adianna had given Sarah to them. She had turned her back and let that leach take Sarah’s blood, and give her his. She had lost control, she had panicked, and she had let them kill her sister.

“She’s gone now,” Zachary said, as he briefly searched the room, “and it doesn’t look like she was here more than a few hours. She didn’t leave anything.”

Adia nodded, trying to keep her expression as cold and emotionless as her cousin’s.

“I doubt she would have stayed nearby, but I’m going to check the rest of the rooms just in case,” Zachary volunteered. “Why don’t you look around downstairs and see if anyone knows anything?”

His voice was calm, but there was a glint in Zachary’s eye that said he was enjoying this turnaround. Any other time, Adia would have enjoyed the chance to ransack SingleEarth just as much. A few weeks ago, Sarah would have loved the chance.

That final fact was what dimmed the joy this time.

The healer had distress naked on her gaze as Adia entered the main foyer again, this time without Zachary. After hesitating for a moment, looking at Adia as if trying to decide who was the greater threat, Caryn Smoke bypassed Adia to take the stairs, probably hoping to forestall Zachary if he got aggressive with any of SingleEarth’s tenants.

Wrong choice. The thought popped into Adia’s head as Caryn disappeared up the stairway, and someone else appeared at the door.

Nissa Ravena: dark hair, fair skin, black eyes, a pretty face, and the older sister of twin murderers. One of Kaleo’s many fledglings, she was about one hundred and fifty years old.

She was also remarkably naïve. The expression that crossed her face as she saw Adia purposefully crossing the room was not fear, but compassion. She made no attempt to run, though she could have, easily. Instead she stepped further into the room and let Adia come to her.

“You’re Sarah’s sister, right?” Nissa asked. They had only met once- though “met” might be too strong a word, since the moment had mostly involved Adia dragging Sarah away from this girl and her brother, Christopher. “Adianna?”

Nissa didn’t even begin to look nervous until Adia caught her arm and pulled her aside, and even then she went with it. Despite the shivery feeling that always came from being so near the undead, Adia kept a hand on Nissa’s wrist, using just enough of her power that she knew the vampire wouldn’t be able to disappear until this conversation was over.

“Where’s Sarah?”

“Safe,” Nissa answered. “She made it through the change and her first night all right.”

That wasn’t what Adia had wanted to hear, or even more than she already knew- or wanted to think about.

“She didn’t kill anyone,” Nissa added, which meant that Adia wasn’t hiding her distress very well. Nissa was trying to console her.

She was only making things harder.

“Where can I find her?”

“She’s-” Adia knew the exact moment that Nissa reevaluated what was going on, and realized that Adia’s questions weren’t exactly based on concern. Horrified, the vampire asked, “Are you looking for her because she’s your sister, or because she’s your prey?”

At the same time, Nissa tried to pull her arm back, and realized that Adia wasn’t about to let her go.

“Nissa, I know she was your friend,” Adia said. “I know Nikolas and Kristopher are your brothers. I-” She broke off her calm words, shook her head, and instead of the manipulative lie she had been planning on, spoke the absolute truth. “Personally, I blame you for what has happened to Sarah.”

Nissa tried to jerk her arm back again, and cringed when she felt a moment of Adia’s power. She snapped, “Have you ever occurred to you that maybe it’s your family’s fault? You’re the ones who drove her away over a friendship.”

“And you’re the one who connected her to a serial killer,” Adia replied. She was on the verge of losing her temper, which wasn’t good, and so she forced herself to take a deep breath and continue with what she had been saying. “Personally, I blame you and apparently you blame me- but this isn’t personal any more. Do you understand that if you don’t tell me what you know, I am not only allowed but obligated to kill you?”

“Not here,” Nissa argued, though her voice had gone softer, a little less sure. “I’m a member of SingleEarth. Your own laws say you’re not allowed to hurt me here.”

“Normally, that would be true,” Adia agreed. “But your brothers have killed not one but two Vida witches.”

“Sarah isn’t dead!” Nissa protested. “Now let go of me.”

“She’s dead by our standards, and no.” Out of the corner of her eye, Adia saw Zachary come back into the main room. “You really want to tell me what you know before my cousin gets over here. He won’t be as gentle as I will, or as forgiving.”

“This is forgiving?”

“You could be dead,” Adia pointed out. “Nissa, I don’t want to hurt you.”

Zachary had noticed them and was crossing the room.

Adia noticed the other vampire only in the instant that he swung at her, a punch that would have connected with her jaw if her senses weren’t already so sharpened by stress. She dodged, letting go of Nissa’s wrist in the process.

The girl was smart enough to disappear instantly, at which point the vampire who had attacked Nissa jumped back, raising his hands above his head as Zachary ran the last few yards to join them.

“I can tell you what you need to know,” the stranger said quickly, before either hunter could retaliate.

“Strange way of offering information,” Zachary said.

The vampire slowly lowered his hands. “If I had spoken to you in front of Nissa, she would have instantly run to her brothers to warn them.”

“Why are you talking to us?” Adia asked.

“I don’t like Nikolas, and even if I did, he can take care of himself. Nissa can’t. Her brothers made their own choices. She shouldn’t be the one to pay for them.”

“What do you know?”

“Nikolas is hosting a bash tomorrow night.” He turned over one of the small white cards, marked only with an address, that was traditionally the only invitation to such a gathering. “It isn’t at his primary home, so it will do no good for you to go early looking for him, but he’ll be there for the party. Kristopher probably will, too.”

“And Sarah?”

“I don't know what she’ll do,” he answered. “She strikes me as the loyal sort, though. If you go after Nikolas and Kristopher, I bet she’ll show.”

The loyal sort. Adia wasn’t certain whether the words were meant to be a dig, or not.

“You’d really kill your own sister?” the vampire asked.

Adia was saved having to answer as Zachary looped an arm around the vampire, pressed a palm over his throat, and with a quick slice of power knocked him out. Someone in the main SingleEarth building cried out when they saw him collapse.

Zachary worked swiftly, using a skill that neither Adia nor Sarah had ever mastered as well as he wrapped the vampire’s power in his own.

Caryn was at their side instantly.

“What did he do?” the healer demanded.

“He’ll be fine,” Zachary assured her, though it obviously galled him to have to say it. “He’ll sleep for a few days and wake up hungry- but I imagine you have enough bleeders on hand to deal with it. I didn’t want him warning anyone.”

He handed the vampire over to Caryn, who staggered under the unexpected deadweight. Someone else came to her side to help her.

“Let’s get out of here,” Zachary said.

Adia nodded.

Zachary appeared fine until they reached the parking lot, at which point he tossed Adia his keys and collapsed into the passengers’ seat, massaging his temples. “Would have been easier to kill him,” he grumbled, as she started the car.

“SingleEarth wouldn’t have thanked you for it.”

“And someone there would have been offended enough to go to the leeches and warn them, I’m sure.”

Adia had personally been more worried about at what point the many vampires who belonged to SingleEarth would start fighting back. Most of them were weak and unskilled, but there were always a few so-called reformed killers who knew how to fight.

“Will you be okay?”

“Fine.” His voice was sharp. “I just burned a lot of power. I’ll want to chop my head off with an ax for a couple hours, but it will pass.”

He leaned back in the bucket seat as Adia drove them both back to Dominique’s. After greeting their line’s matriarch with perfect poise, as if he didn’t have a migraine trying to split his skull open, he respectfully asked to be excused for a few hours.

Adia explained what they had learned at SingleEarth and turned the invitation over to Dominique before she too asked to be excused.

“Go,” Dominique said. “I will start making plans for tomorrow night.”

“Thank you.”

She ascended the stairs and crossed the hall to her room in even, controlled steps. It wasn’t until she had closed her bedroom door behind herself that she started shaking.

Adianna Vida was on the verge of breakdown. Complete emotional meltdown. She knew it; everyone knew it, from Dominique and Zachary probably to Nissa and the nameless vampire who had given them the invitation.

Are you looking for her because she’s your sister, or because she’s your prey?

She took a deep breath. Control. Control.

Dear goddess.

She pulled a brush through her hair as if to avenge a wrong committed against her.

You’d really kill your own sister?

Sarah wasn’t her sister any more. She was just one of them, now. One of them, and it was Adia’s fault. She’d had a chance to do the right thing. She could have killed Kristopher and let Sarah die honorably. She should have.

Panic, fear, loss. What kind of excuses were they?

She would never get out of her head the image of Sarah lying there with the blush of blood on her lips.

Track her down, Dominique had ordered. I don’t care how long it takes. Track her down, and when you find her, put a knife in her heart.

And she would, because she had received the order, and to defy it could get her disowned. Adianna and Zachary were the last pureblooded witches in their line. That line could not be allowed to die. It was as simple as that.

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