(What they say might not actually be the same, just ignore it if it isn't- just following the kind of jist of things)
*3rd persons POV*
Angst filled the room as the brunette paced around in front of her friend. She fiddled with her fingers and sorted out her thoughts before turning to the vampire and speaking her mind.
"Caroline. Don't take this the wrong way, but Violet needs to go." The female Gilbert began but was immediately cut off by the elder Forbes.
"What? Are you kidding me? You cant make my sister leave!" Caroline screeched, her eyes frantic and her mind puzzled as to why her best friend was thinking like that.
Elena shook her head, her pin-straight hair tousling as she did so "It's the only way to make Klaus and hopefully all the other Originals leave! He obviously loves Violet so if she goes, he will surely follow."
Caroline stood in utter shock as her the brunette kept an emotionless expression.
"You're joking right? You aren't actually considering sending my sister away." Caroline threatened, her eyes becoming dark. If anything happened to her sister then she would most definitely snap.
They may not be the closest siblings, but they would do anything for each other. No matter what has happened in the past.
"Think about it Caroline! Klaus will be gone, as will Rebekah probably so you get to do cheer without her and not be harassed or feel threatened by them being here." Elena argued, placing a hand on her hip and frowning at Caroline.
The blonde however, shook her head furiously, her wavy curls bouncing as she moved
"It's out of the question Elena. Violet is not going. She has no where to go." A sad look spread over her face "Our Dad is dead. Our Mom is the only person we have left. You cant send her away."
A spread of annoyance coursed through the newer vampire but she didn't show it, letting a small smile spread onto her face.
A knock on the Gilbert residence brought the girls out of their argument with their attention on the door.
Caroline stayed in place as Elena answered it. The younger Salvatore stood at the door with a brooding expression placed on him.
"What's wrong Stefan?" The Doppelgänger asked, inviting him into the home. Stefan brought his hand up to the back of his head and scratched it, an awkward air surrounding him.
He couldn't help but wince at Elena. Her feelings for his brother had grown and she didn't love him anymore. Nevertheless, he needed to talk to them.
"Damon's missing." Stefan explained but Caroline cut him off before he could carry on.
"Wait, missing how?"
"As in, he isn't answering my calls and I haven't seen him since last night." Stefan sighed, the small amount of worry burning through him.
"Wait, since we got the white oak stakes from the sign?" Caroline spoke again which earnt a nod from the vampire.
"You don't think anything bad has happened do you?" Elena voiced her concern, her eyes flickering from Caroline to Stefan.
They both shrugged at her.
"I have no idea. I just hope he hasn't done anything stupid." Stefan sighed again, thinking about all the possible scenarios that Damon could have been involved in.
Damon however, was tied up right now. Quite literally in fact.
Clamps dug into his wrists which cut deeply into his skin.
He was positioned almost as a cross, his arms held out straight and his feet barely touching the floor with his head hanging low.
Heels clicked through the mansion and the smug smile of Rebekah entered to room. She tilted her head and pouted at the elder Salvatore.
"What's wrong Damon?" She began, slowly circling around him, her shoes making a different noise as her heels came into contact with the plastic sheeting that was placed underneath him to catch his blood.
A defeated noise erupted from Damon's throat and he made no effort to raise his head. Rebekah however, had other ideas, drawing out the blade the was behind her back and dragging it across his torso, cutting his skin deep.
A hiss of pain was emitted from Damon and his head finally went up, his teeth clenching. Several cuts along his chest later, Rebekah smiled at her handy work as Damon found it hard to heal himself.
"So your just gonna bleed me out?" Damon chuckled in a raspy voice, the pain still evident.
"Yes, got a problem with that?" The Original gleamed, wiping the blade on his shirt to clean it and leaving the room.
Damon's head sagged once again as he felt his blood seep into his trousers and soak his shirt.
More footsteps sounded throughout the mansion but this time they were softer and more delicate.
Violet was pulling her hair into a ponytail as she passed the room that Damon resided in. She walked past but stopped, back-tracking to confirm what she was seeing.
"Damon?" She said and Damon made another noise. Her converses hit the floor hard as she ran over to him and assessed his situation.
"Who did this?" She questioned, hoping it wasn't Klaus considering she had just spent the night with him again.
"Re-bekah." Damon replied, his voice still sore from the vervain. A sorry expression spread across the girls face and she reached up to the clamp that was gripping onto Damon's left wrist.
Before she could even attempt to remove it, she went flying through the air and crashing to the floor, her leg landing badly which caused the bone to crack and a gasp of pain shock through her.
Rebekah stood with her fangs bared where Violet once stood.
Violet pushed herself up so she could assess what the hell had just happened and she immediately coward backward at the blonde originals livid expression.
"I would watch who you're freeing if I were you." Rebekah hissed through her fangs, appearing in front of Violet as she tried to scurry away.
The blonde vampire brought her foot down on Violet's already broken leg and grinned sadistically at the snap and blood curdling scream that soon followed.
Blood began to flood out of Violet's visibly broken leg and she tried to suppress her screams but as Rebekah applied more force, the more cries came out of her.
This went on for around 30 seconds until Rebekah's foot vanished and a shaky breath of somewhat relief passed through Violet.
Her once clenched eyes slowly opened and widened as she saw the blonde original now lying on the floor with a silver dagger in her heart, her body grey and veiny.
What surprised her even more was the fact that Kol stood beside her, hate on his features as he looked down at his temporarily dead sister.
Silence filled the room until the once numb pain in Violet's leg began to throb, she attempted to re-position it which caused a sharp pain shoot through her, causing a small whimper to escape her lips.
Kol's attention was caught by her distress and he had already bitten his wrist to feed her. Whilst she was drinking his blood, without her knowing, using his vampire speed he grabbed Violet's leg and straightened it out to make the healing process quicker.
Since Violet wasn't expecting this, another scream escaped from her which was followed by heavy breathing is she began to calm herself.
Slowly but thankfully, the pain began to die down and Violet picked herself up steadily off the floor.
Kol offered his hand but she refused, not wanting to seem too weak in front of him. Her leg shook as she limped out of the room but stopped hearing another groan from back in the room.
She turned back to where Damon was still hanging and limped over to him.
Her attempt at pulling the clamps off wasn't going to well as she was too weak.
Sighing in almost defeat, an idea popped into her head. Violet grabbed onto the chain that was linked onto the clamp and gripped onto it tight, focusing and hoping something magical will happen.
Damon lifted his head up once and again and looked over to her. The witch's eyes were shut and as she tried to free him.
Kol however, stood and watched. He wasn't going to interfere, if Violet wanted him to free the Salvatore then she would have asked.
Energy started to build up inside her and finally something started to happen. Steam began to rise from Violet's clasped hand and the chain close to her hand turned red with heat.
Both the vampire's in the room narrowed their eyes as Violet was now muttering under her breath.
Soon enough sizzling could be heard and suddenly the chain snapped, letting Damon fall onto one side.
Violet turned around, her eyes still closed but when she opened them, flashes of fiery red flickered in her eyes.
She blinked again and the colour was gone, as was Kol's narrowed eyes.
Damon freed himself from the second chain and disappeared in a flash, not wanting to stay another moment in the Mikaelson mansion.
*Violet's POV*
I hid the dizziness in my head as I walked past Kol, hiding how much that spell had actually affected me. I didn't even know I could do that, I just hoped I could do something to free Damon.
"Violet wait."
I stopped mid step and turned to him "What?"
He didn't say anything as he reached his hand up to my face to wipe under my nose. I jerked my head backwards and only then did I realize the blood on his finger.
I copied his action, wiping under my nose also to find blood slowly trickling down it. For gods sake, of all the times for my nose to bleed and Kol had to see it.
Kol started talking again but I turned and left the mansion, not wanting to be in his presence any longer.
Blood still stained my leg and top lip as I stalked through the woods. I didn't know where I was going.
I didn't want to go anywhere. My head was just a jumbled mess for some reason.
Klaus had gone out before I went downstairs so he couldn't help but I didn't expect Kol to arrive.
I thought Rebekah said he left town.... Well, I'm kind of grateful that he didn't otherwise I would probably be dead now.
Rebekah really doesn't like me.
An idea popped into my head and I headed in the direction of the graveyard. Kind of creepy but there was somewhere that I needed to visit. Well, someone I needed to visit.
I don't think I had been here before, since the whole memory wipe thing. I probably haven't been here at all.
I passed the Gilbert family plots and frowned as I saw Jenna and John's names. I distinctly remember Jenna, she was so sweet to me and let me stay the night at hers when I had an argument with my Mom.
John I couldn't really remember, all I was told that he was a pain in the ass. Beside them were Miranda and Grayson Gilbert, Elena's apparently not biological parents.
They were really good people, they were always so cheerful and they really didn't deserve to die that night.
A few more graves down and I found him. 'Bill Forbes' it read, 'Loving father and caring man. You will forever be in our hearts'.
Pah, my Dad would never have had those words on his grave.
I sat down in front of the stone and let out a small sigh. There weren't any flowers on his grave either.
Pretty much every single gravestone had a bloom of colour from flowers on it but there wasn't any here.
Maybe I could...
Stretching out my hand, I held it in place and closed my eyes. I may still be weak from earlier, but I wanted to do this, no matter how much of an affect it had on me.
I could feel energy in me and when it died down, I didn't think anything had happened. Opening my eyes I caught my reflection in the glossy marble gravestone.
My eyes had flickers of blue in them. I blinked rapidly and they disappeared instantly. Confused, I looked down to where my hand was pointing and smiled slightly at the blue flower that was now lying there.
I crossed my legs and rested my head on them, feeling slightly dizzy again from the spell.
"Well, its been a while." I laughed quietly whilst staring at his name engraved into the marble "Too long to be honest. I haven't spoken to you in at least 2 years. Maybe even longer."
I thought back to the last time I spoke to him, in the flesh that is. Must have been when he left for Mystic Falls. It was only a short goodbye. That was the last I saw of him.
"I am trying to look after Mom and Care... It's just been... hard." I sighed "Things are just too complicated right now. Pretty much everyone hates me because of the decisions I make."
I quickly blinked away a tear that was forming in my eye before it could spill on my face. At first, I thought it did as I felt something wet on my lip but when I checked it, it turned out to be blood.
My nose was still bleeding...
"But you know what the most annoying part is? I would do anything for them. Anything. As long as it didn't involve hurting someone I loved."
Of course, Klaus popped into my mind when I said this. I cared about him and would do anything to stop him being hurt because I know he would do the same for me.
"I just wish you were here to help me, Dad. I need some help." I finished off, leaning forward so my head was leaning against the cold marble.
*3rd Persons POV*
Bill Forbes stood in the graveyard, staring hopelessly at his youngest girl. He knew she wouldn't be able to hear or see him, but he just wanted to show her he was listening.
A small whimper came out of her and Bill walked closer to her, crouching so he was at her level.
He wasn't even going to deny it, he did have a stronger bond with Violet over Caroline but that didn't mean he didn't care for his eldest daughter.
He reached out his hand and placed it on her shoulder. Hoping he could feel her, he sighed in defeat when he couldn't sense her.
"It's ok Violet. I'm here for you." He let his head hang low before bringing it up again "I am always here for you."
"And you will again." A female voice spoke and Bill was up in an instant, turning around to see a woman with ash brown hair and a tall, intimidating posture.
"Do not be afraid of me Bill Forbes, I am here to help you." Her gaze shifted to Violet who sat emotionless on the floor, not aware to any of this "And your daughter."
Bill's lips thinned as he watched the woman with great caution "And why should you help me?"
"I need a something from you." She began "Some of your blood."
"Who the hell are you?" The dead man asked, becoming more wary of her.
"My name is Esther. I am the Original witch." Esther replied, bringing her hands so they were stretched out in front of her, aiming at Bill.
Suddenly, Bill was being pulled towards her. He kicked his feet into the dirt as he tried to escape but it was no use, he was trapped.
When Bill was in front of her, she pulled a small goblet out from her pocket and held it under Bill's unwillingly out stretched hand.
Muttering words under her breath, Bill's hand sliced open and dripped over, filling the cup that was help underneath.
Once the goblet was filled, he was released, stumbling back a few steps.
"What are you going to do?" He growled, feeling angered by the witches actions.
"Your hate of vampires clouds your judgment Bill, but do not worry. They will be gone soon enough." Esther smiled, vanishing from where she stood so Bill was once again alone.
Worry spread through him and he turned back to Violet who was bringing herself up off the floor and dusting down her skirt.
"Violet! Violet please you have to hear me!" Bill shouted, trying to get through to his daughter but it was no use, she was completely oblivious.
In his anger and frustration, he kicked at one of the old gravestones that was planted near him which caused it to be pushed back a fraction or so.
Weirdly, the small movement of the stone didn't go undetected. Violet's head snapped over to where Bill was standing but her gaze focused on the moved object.
She frowned slightly, moving over to it and attempting to push it back into place but she wasn't strong enough.
"Violet! That was me! Come on, you must have heard me!" He shouted again but Violet was still unfazed.
Unknown to what really happened, Violet left the graveyard, giving her fathers grave one quick look before going home.
*Violet's POV*
That was really weird. I could have sworn that the stone moved, just a tiny bit. I was probably imagining things...
By the time I made it home, my Mom was at work and Caroline was out. I had no idea where she was, probably with Elena or Bonnie.
No doubt talking about me. I really don't know what I've done to piss them off so much. I mean, yea I slept with Klaus but oh well! Loads of people have.
Ew, that sounds kinda gross when I say that...
To be honest though, I was just tired right now. I've had my daily dose of pain and blood and crying today so there wasn't any reason for me to stay up.
I had a quick shower and washed all the dried blood off of my face and leg. I had to throw away my skirt it had some tears in it and lets be honest, there was no way I was getting blood stains out of a white skirt.
I changed into some pyjamas and lay in my bed, my book keeping me up for a little bit longer.
It was only lunchtime but I was just exhausted from all the magic.
Just as I was about to sleep, I placed my book on my desk but a note on there caught my attention.
I'm pretty sure I didn't write it considering it wasn't my handwriting.
"Hello Violet, it's been a long time since we spoke. Many things have changed, the main thing that you were a vampire last time we spoke and now you're human.
Anyway, onto more pressing matters. We need to meet. Not in Mystic Falls as Klaus will find me and most likely kill me so, come to Bree's bar tomorrow at around 7pm.
You know where it is. Don't tell anyone of our meeting. Or, I'll kill you. Shame of a pretty face to be honest.
See you tomorrow, Valentina."
Valentina.... My doppelgänger right? She wanted to meet me at Bree's bar? Where the hell was that?
Great, so I've got to meet my completely psychotic twin in a bar that I don't even know. Well that's my day ruined.
I screwed up the note and buried my face into my pillow in annoyance.
I hate it when people think they can just demand me to go places. But, like she said, I have to go or she'll most likely kill me.
Lets just hope this is just a friendly catch up...
Hiiiiiiii guys, hows you doin? Good? THATS BLOODY GREAT!
Sorry for the late update, I've been busy and shiz because you know, I actually have a life.
Surprisingly. Well, I wish I didn't tbh.
Anyway, Esther is baaaack. Well, she was never in my book until now but you get what I mean when I say shes back right?
No? This is awkward...
Stop talking, right, thanks for like 13,000 reads. I don't even know anymore. WOOP
Right, well, that's enough chatter from me- BYE! :) x
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