The cosmic karaoke had turned out to be quite the therapeutic experience for everyone involved. Through song, they had been able to uncover and confront their inner demons, leading to a newfound sense of clarity and self-awareness.
In preparation for the day ahead, i started my morning with a rejuvenating bath. Now, I was sitting in Caroline's room, discussing my plans while simultaneously texting on our phones. I was determined to make Caroline's birthday a memorable one, despite the challenges that lay ahead.
"So, you ready for this?" Caroline asked, her voice tinged with a mix of reluctance and resolve. Rising from Cassandra's lap, she met her friend's gaze and continued, "Do I want to do this? No. But do I need to do this? Yes." I answered her
Despite my reservations, i was resolved to face whatever the day had in store, even if it meant enduring Damon inevitable bitching and moaning.
Salvatore manor.
As me and Caroline arrived at the guys' house, we spotted Enzo standing nearby. Overjoyed at the sight of him, I raced forward and enveloped him in a warm embrace.
"I can't believe I missed out on your cosmic karaoke extravaganza!" Enzo teased, a playful gleam in his eyes.
I chuckled in response, and my laughter tinged with a knowing smile. "Don't worry, I have a feeling it won't be the last time this happens."
The gang exchanged a series of skeptical glances before speaking up in unison, "Really?"
I simply shrugged my shoulders in response, my enigmatic smile lingering as i turned back to Enzo. "So, you being here must mean Finn has finished the next phase of the plan?" she deduced, noticing the enigmatic smile gracing Ethan's face.
"Hold on," Damon interjected, a hint of confusion and frustration coloring his voice, "what plan is this?, and how come we're only hearing about it now?"
I rolled my eyes, my exasperation palpable. "It's need-to-know only, Damon."
This response only seemed to further agitate Damon, his eyes narrowing as he probed further. "Does this have anything to do with what the three 'sound systems' said about your prophecy?" He couldn't help but let a touch of jealousy seep into his tone. "And why does Enzo get to hear about it before the rest of us?"
I couldn't help but laugh at Damon's evident annoyance, as well as his unique moniker for the Fates. "First of all," i began, "thank you for the new nickname you've bestowed upon them. Second, Enzo is in the know because he was quite literally the first person I shared my plans with."
Sensing the impending barrage of questions, i quickly raised my hand, preemptively silencing the group. "I promise, I'll tell you everything when the time comes," i reassured them, "because each of you has a crucial role to play in this plan. I'm not shutting you out it's just that this particular part doesn't involve you."
She then shifted the conversation to the task at hand. "Now, stop stalling and get dressed. We have therapy and training on the agenda today. And before you ask why, let me explain: as hybrids, your powers are intimately tied to your emotions, and you both have years' worth of baggage to unpack. We need to delve into that emotional minefield to truly understand and harness your abilities."
Cassandra punctuated her explanation with a forced smile, leaving no room for further argument or debate.
The air hung heavy with Damon's uncharacteristic silence, his usual quips and retorts momentarily replaced by a pensive quietude.
on the other hand, stefan found himself both amused and emotionally torn while he was thrilled at the prospect of delving into their untapped potential. He knew that this journey would force them to confront some deeply buried issues
Despite the progress they'd made in their relationship, he couldn't deny that there were still many unresolved matters between them. Stefan longed for this endeavor to succeed, but he also knows that when it comes to emotional stuff, Damon is not an easy person to admit. So he understood that it would require nothing short of complete honesty and vulnerability from each of them.
As i pulled up to the training house, Damon's eyes immediately landed on the peculiar setup in the gym. Two chairs sat facing each other, with a mysterious box positioned in the center. "What the hell is this?" he exclaimed. "If I'd known we were in for some kumbaya moment, I'd have stayed home and ordered strippers!" he joked, his tone light but tinged with a hint of unease.
I was unfazed by Damon attempt at levity, let out a small chuckle. "Don't worry, Damon, this isn't some touchy-feely therapy session," she assured him. "We're going to be diving deep into your emotional landscape, but trust me, it's not going to be a walk in the park. Are you both ready to begin?"
Damon, having been on the receiving end of Cassandra's glare, quickly raised his hands in surrender, conceding to the situation. "Alright, alright," he said with a resigned sigh.
Stefan, still uncertain about the process, asked Cassandra, "So how does this dream box thing work, exactly?"
I explained, "It's quite simple, really. Since I'm not a psychiatrist, this will have to do. The dream box will take you into your subconscious, and all the problems you've been pushing aside will play out like a movie or a play. The story will come from within you."
Damon, a mixture of bewilderment and amusement on his face, remarked, "If it was anyone else suggesting this, I would've killed them. But with you, Matilda, I'm not even surprised. You've always been crazy like that."
I couldn't help but smile proudly at Damon's comment. Our friendship had certainly come a long way. "Oh, and don't worry," she added. "Whatever you see in there will be between the two of you. When you've learned what you need to, a word will appear, say it, and you will wake up.
Mikaelson manor.
Meanwhile, across town at the Mikaelson mansion, Rebekah found herself hunched over, vomiting blood. Unlike Damon, the consequences of her harming a protector were slowly and painfully catching up to her due to her older age. But she dismissed it as nothing. Not realizing that the real pain was coming. Wiping the blood from her mouth, she headed downstairs where her brother's anger was palpable.
"Don't tell me you're still mad at me?" she asked, attempting to brush off the severity of her actions.
Klaus was beyond frustrated and furious. "You had one job: distract, not cause problems," he snapped. "I need her power before one of our family enemies gets to her, and your little stunt just cost me that. So yes, little sister, I am mad at you."
Rebekah, realizing the gravity of her mistake, sheepishly inquired, "Well, what do we do now?"
Klaus, having had enough of his sister's meddling, coldly replied, "We aren't doing anything. But maybe someone can." With that, he stormed off to contact his other brother, the one Pandora might actually be willing to speak with. Rebekah grabbed her sides as she felt her ribs crack.
Cassandra Mansion.
As i waited patiently for the boys to emerge from the dream box, i seized the opportunity to have a long-awaited conversation with my brother, Jeremy. Sliding into the seat beside him, she gently inquired, "Are you ready to talk now?"
Jeremy, sensing his sister's genuine concern, simply nodded his head in affirmation. "I think I get why you did that cosmic karaoke thing," he started. "It's a little easier to sing your feelings than talk about them."
I smiled warmly, relieved that my brother was finally opening up. I knew that he had always struggled to express his emotions and hoped that the unique experience they had shared would help him to communicate more freely in the future.
Jeremy took a deep breath and began, "Ever since I discovered the supernatural world existed, I was beyond happy. Especially when you told me about it, Cassie. I thought I was ready for everything. But after getting my neck snapped twice and coming back from the dead...well, let's just say I'm beginning to understand that I'm not as prepared as I thought."
He paused for a moment, formulating his next question. "The thing I want to ask you is, how do you always seem so calm, like nothing bothers you?"
To Jeremy's surprise, i let out a laugh in response. "Did I say something funny?" he asked, confused.
"It's just that the fact you think I'm unbothered by all that's happening around us is funny," i explained, still chuckling. "Just because I'm not running around screaming like a manic doesn't mean I don't care."
My laughter subsided, and i continued, my voice filled with emotion, "If I seem calm, it's because of you guys. You're literally my moral compass. Honestly, you don't want to know what I would do if anything happened to you."
As Cassandra and Jeremy's embrace came to an end, she looked at him inquisitively, asking, "So, what do you want to do now?"
Jeremy took a deep breath before sharing his thoughts. "Well, I was wondering if I could come with you when you start your journey to travel the world."
I was taken aback by my brother request. The only people who knew about her plan were their mother and aunt; she hadn't even discussed it with Libby yet. "Wait, how did you find out about this?" she asked, her curiosity piqued.
Jeremy chuckled sheepishly, a hint of embarrassment crossing his face. "I overheard you and Mom talking," he admitted. "I know you're worried about my school and whatnot, but I could take my GED anywhere. Besides, with all the supernatural craziness that's become our lives, school is the least of my worries. And, as your protector, I should be by your side."
"Alright," i agreed, "but you have to be the one to tell Mom about it."
Just as Jeremy was about to respond, a loud gasp was echoed through the room. They all turned their attention to the source of the sound—the boys had just emerged from the dream box, their expressions a mix of shock and revelation.
OK, so this chapter and the next will be a filler chapter of why you may ask. Well, as much as I love tvd the are some thing I hate about the show like not having an episode where the characters just get a moment to deal with the fact that all their lives are changing and have them deal with the pain they are going through so this is me writing that. As always your comments are always welcome.