implicit demand for proof
"I GUESS WE DO," I nodded at David and slowly took a seat on the couch next to Paul. David walked over to a wheelchair and sat down, I'm guessing it was represented as being his throne since he was the 'leader' out of the four. Marko and Dwayne also took a seat next to each other on a different couch. Paul took my hand in his and gave me a reassuring smile.
"I know for a fact that the four of you are vampires," I simply said. I could feel Paul tense beside me and tighten his hand around mine.
"Really?" David deadpanned, not believing me.
"Yes, really," I confirmed. "Max told me."
"And why would he tell you that without killing you?" David inquired with an eyebrow raised, the other boys just watching curiously.
"Because I'm a vampire too. Well, a hybrid. I'm also a witch," I admitted.
"Well, you better start from the beginning, Elizabeth," David advised.
"I was born sometime in the tenth century. My father was a Viking and my mother is a witch. I had seven siblings, but sadly we lost our older sister, she was the first child. It was autumn, and the year I guess would have been 1001 AD. In the village we were living in, the people were mostly werewolves. Our youngest brother was killed by one. My mother didn't want to lose another child so she performed a powerful ritual in order to protect my father, siblings, and me.
The ritual turned us into creatures faster and stronger than the wolves. We were also resistant to death. My mother called on the power of the sun for life, the ancient white oak tree for immortality, and the magic blood of the Petrova doppelganger, which would allow us to be reborn as a new species. We then became the world's first vampires," I elucidated.
"The Originals," Dwayne commented.
"Yes, how'd you know?" I mused.
"I've done my research," he chuckled slightly.
"However," I continued, "nature is a balancing act. For every strength granted, there was also a weakness. The sun that granted life now burned us upon touch and kept us forever in the dark. The vervain grown from the white oak tree burned us and prevented mind compulsion. Finally, for being born from blood, we were cursed with a terrible bloodlust that consumed our every waking moment.
Due to our hunger, we massacred half of our village, including the woman whose blood created us. We couldn't stop ourselves, this was completely new for all of us. Later on, we discovered that I wasn't just a vampire. I was also a witch. This was caused by my mother, with her being a witch and all. We learned that when she gave birth to me some of her powers kind of transformed into me. It was extremely rare but here I am," I finished.
"What about the tree?" Marko questioned.
"We burned it. So now nothing can kill us, not even a normal wooden stake. We can also walk in the daylight since my mother made us daylight rings. So as long as we wear them, the sun can't burn us," I informed.
"Wow," Paul sighed. "So you're like a thousand years old, I can dig that."
"I'm glad you feel that way," I playfully rolled my eyes. I don't think anyone knew what to say after that, I think they were all just accepting what I had just told them. It was a lot to take in.
"What was yesterday all about?" David asked.
"I saw something," I vaguely replied.
"What was it?" He urged.
"She doesn't have to say it yet if she doesn't want to," Paul interjected.
"No, I may as well say it now," I sighed. "When I met Paul for the first time, he shook my hand and I got a vision. I called my sister and she thinks it's to do with the witch side of me. She's going to ask my brother since he'll probably know more about it."
"What was the vision?" David inquired.
"It was Paul dying. He was in a bathtub being burned alive, I'm guessing by holy water. When he did die, blood came shooting out of the pipes, it all went everywhere. The same thing happened for Dwayne, when I wrapped my arms around him I got a vision. He got shot in the heart by a wooden arrow, he fell back into a stereo and it blew up. I don't know what any of it means, I'm trying to figure it out. It could be something that will happen in the future, I'm not sure. That's why I'm being careful around you and Marko, I don't know what to expect," I described.
"What the fuck," Marko sighed.
"Do you know when this will happen? Or who's responsible?" David wondered.
"No, I'm sorry," I replied, feeling guilty, "I wish I did, maybe it'll get clearer or I'll get more visions at some point."
"It's okay, it's not your fault," Paul rubbed small circles on my hand.
"I think we should keep this from Max if you haven't already told him," he continued when I shook my head to let him know I hadn't told Max, "if we know when it's going to happen, then we'll inform him. Plus, we'll be more prepared for when the time comes."
The boys nodded in agreement.
"What did Paul mean yesterday?" I suddenly remembered to ask them.
"What do you mean?" David asked.
"What'd you say now, dumbass," Marko rolled," his eyes.
"I can't remember," Paul shrugged,
"Pothead," Marko mumbled.
"I heard that," Paul huffed.
"I know, it was intended for you to hear," Marko replied with a Cheshire-like grin.
"He said you all feel something for me or something like that," I answered.
"He's not wrong, I didn't want anyone to say anything until we were sure," David confessed. "There's a possibility that you're our mate."
"All four of you?" I wondered with scrunched eyebrows.
"Yes, it's rare but you could be a mate to all of us which would make you our pack mate," Dwayne explained this time, maybe he knew more about it. He did seem more intelligent than the rest if I'm being honest.
"That would explain the certain pull I feel towards you all," I admitted.
"You feel it too?" Paul asked hopefully.
"I guess I do," I gave him a small smile.
"Elizabeth," David called.
"Yes?" I looked over at him.
"I think you should try touching Marko and me, it could help," he proposed.
"Okay," I agreed after having a mental debate about it. I went over to Marko first since he was the closest. I sat in between him and Dwayne, I looked at Marko before grabbing his left hand and holding it in both of mine.
This time, all the boys were together. They were hanging upside down sleeping. Then a voice said "goodnight bloodsucker" and staked Marko in the heart. I didn't want to see anymore so I retracted my hands from his pretty quickly.
"What was it, angel?" Marko questioned quietly.
"You got staked while you were sleeping," I murmured, they all heard me though.
"They came to the cave?" David queried.
"I guess so. But the voice, it was a boy, he said something to Marko before he did it. He sounded really familiar," I confessed.
"Think, doll. Try and remember," Paul urged.
I thought back to all the people I've spoken to. I couldn't remember where I heard that deep, gruff voice.
I felt a hand on my thigh, it was Dwayne. I looked at him and he had a concerned look on his face.
"I'm sorry, I don't know who it was," I replied guiltily.
"It's okay, we'll figure it out," Marko rubbed small circles on my hand.
"Maybe you should try David," Dwayne suggested. I nodded and made my way over to him, when I got to him he pulled me into his lap and put his hand on top of mine.
They were in a house, David was pushing a boy backwards. They were both floating in the air, then the boy turned them around and pushed David into what I'm guessing were antlers of an animal. I couldn't take it anymore, it was all too much.
"I'm sorry, I still don't know. I can't do this," I quickly said and left the cave to make my way back to Max's.