Chapter 11: Perilous morning. #11
[ Mystic Falls, Forest ]
[ March 1, 5h02 ]
" Coffee Pete ? " Matt asks, one of his hand in his pocket the other holding a thermos filled with precious caffeine. The down jacket over his uniform does not completely isolate him from the cold of the morning, a light mist disturbs the view at more than 90 meters.
" Yes chief. Thank you. " Pete answers and Matt serves him a plastic cup of coffee.
" Alright guys.." Matt says loudly and waits to have everyone's attention before continuing. " We're looking for a cab, license plate, SWR-5149. We go separate ways, if you find something interesting broadcast it on our radio channel. " Matt explains to the group of men under his orders.
" And above all be careful, I ran into nasty beasts in these woods when I was younger. So believe me when I tell you it's best to stay alert and your guard up as you trek. " He adds then finishes his drink before launching the scavenge of the premises.
[ Salvatore Boarding School, Alec's bedroom ]
[ 5h26 ]
Alec wakes up in a jolt, a weight pressing him down on the mattress. Lizzie still asleep is half lying on top of him, a leg above his waist and her head resting on his athletic torso while her hair spread over his skin tickles him. He doesn't finds it disagreeable, on the contrary, it has been a long time since he slept so well.
However this is not the time for laziness or gourmandism, a spell designed to warn him in the case a person or more gets in the proximity of the meadow where Robert is indefinitely resting got activated. It's what woke him up.
Getting out Lizzie's embrace without waking her turns out to be complicated. The few adventures he had only ended with sex, he never had to make breakfast or slithers out from a clingy girl who's breathing too loud as she sleep for his taste.
He succeed and hurry to puts on the rest of his school uniform, he leaves the vest out of his outfit because of the big S embroidered on it.
Leaving the school is much easier, Alec walks in the bathroom then closes the door. Narcissistically, he observes his reflection in the mirror for seconds, his ash brown hair slightly disheveled contrast with the classic black and red uniform giving him. He smiles at himself and reaches out for the mirror with his hand.
The surface ripples unnaturally, like vibrations spreading out to the glass which paradoxically moves like water. As soon as Alec pulls back, the object becomes again a simple mirror. To cross over entirely he climbs on the washbasin, it does not seem very resistant fortunately it holds.
He discovered this power very young, barely 11 years old. Since then he hasn't stopped using it. He was able to discover the world or at least a relatively small part of it which seemed beyond his reach but above all, it paved the way toward freedom and privileges. A roof over his head, food, an education and so much more.
He exit not far from his intended destination, despite the its overpowered aspects his power is still limited in certains ways, mirror, puddles, glass showcases, it always have to be large enough for him to fit in, in a city it works well but there is not that much exploitable surfaces in a forest or other remote areas. The best option he discovered is to set 'gateway' himself, it also means he must have been there by normal means. Distance, weather, sometimes altitude are all parameter which pile up with the limitations.
Trying to discern something through the fog, Alec switch to his more precise sense. Despite his eyes wide open, the world is tinged with black, an absolute darkness that perfectly brings out the magical energies currents and everything possessing an infinitesimal amount of magic in them.
That's amazingly sublime and for a second he lost himself in the beauty.
Then he focus on the six humans roaming the forest, he recognize the faint and dim glows of humans instantly. He will to know more and gets their gender, 6 man and he knows one, the sheriff. Humans aren't particularly powerful on their own but it's different in group and they numbered in billions. So he advances furtively inside the forest towards the clearing, his eyes taking in every details while he takes advantage of the numerous trees, the mist and his magical sense to avoid them.
He arrives without alerting any of the 6 men, the cab is still blocking the entrance of the cave and the clearing hasn't healed from the dragon fire.
Alec takes a moment to just think, should he move Robert ? Kill him ? Before or after getting him out of the forest ? What about the sheriff and his team ? Suddenly he stops, sensing the men dangerously closing on his position.
" Occultare celare nequitia. " Alec quickly cast an illusion spell, it causes the apparent disparition of the blocked cellar and the burnt traces. In reality, nothing has move, a veil of magic has been affixed on the clearing and it camouflages it under an optical illusion.
Anyone with skills and/or the sufficiently knowledge could potentially see through it, but it'll work like a charm on 6 or 60 humans.
" Hands in the air ! Make no sudden gesture ! " Pete exclaims as he tumbles from behind Alec, his loaded gun pointed at him.
" Fucking week..." Alec whispers to himself in a annoyed tone but slightly amused by the turn of events since he left Seattle.
" I said don't move ! " Pete repeats while fumbling to activate his radio as Alec slowly backtrack without turning around.
" Sheriff ? Sheriff I've got a suspicious individual in my research zone.. " Pete communicates with the rest of his team by radio. It forces him to look away from his target, a novice mistake.
" Somnus ! " Alec uses a spell to get rid of the officer in a non-lethal way, although the stone he takes right on the head as he falls on the ground asleep like a dormouse will leave him with a severe headache.
" This is a general order, converge on the position of Pete. " Alec hears the insufferable voice of the sheriff from the emitting radio and focus on the 5 remaining threat.
The situation would be easier to handle if he were decided to carry out a senseless massacre however the alternative tempts him more, the flight. The decision taken, Alec crouch down and approaches the unconscious policeman while rubbing his hands, hoping to reduce the numbness causes by the freezing temperature.
He rests his hand entirely on Pete's serenely sleeping face. " Mutuari lineamentis, verum faciunt. " Alec cast.
Under his hand, he feels the skin stretch, the texture changing, the sensation is very strange, as if tiny worms gnaw at Pete's face before returning to Alec by his hand. It lasts for a second then pulls back his hand as the spell carries out the last steps, shapeshifting him into a perfect physical replicate of Pete Endelton, voice and clothing include. But the effects does not stop there, where before was laying the policeman there is now a motionless Alec, clad in the same outfit as the real one. Seeing yourself even knowing fully that it's not is confusing, Alec glance at the illusionary him and remarks it is a lot more disturbing than he thought, not at all similar to a reflection, something he likes.
Sensing peoples, he hurries to pick up the fallen weapon before turning around to face the uncoming sheriff.
" Pete you're alright ? " Matt asks as he sees the unmoving young man on the damp ground and the pulled out gun.
" Yes sir, I'm good. " Alec with Pete's apparence answers while Matt walks closer to the body. "He... he resisted. I hit him with the butt of my 9mm but since then, he hasn't moved. I didn't dare to move him with all the blood. " Alec adds when Matt closely observes the wound made during the fall by a rock.
" The others are not far, seconds away, once they're here we bring back this Charles Haller or whatever his name is to the station. " Matt says harshly, his gaze on Alec who's beginning to think something fishy is going on, after all when someone is badly hurt the first reaction is to takes whoever to the hospital.
An awkward silence lasts until the remaining men enter the small clearing.
" Now that we're all here, Jensen you take the shoulders, Pete the legs. ". Matt orders. Alec and an officer with salt and pepper hair raises up the body then follows the sheriff and the others.
Alec contemplates the disastrous morning as he starts to feel the weight tiring him, he have 5 armed men behind his back counting the sheriff and Jensen's expression is a brick wall. The situation don't please him, at all.
" Hey, why are you stopping ? " He asks his eyebrows raising as he looks at Jensen, the shock on his face makes him regrets the stone cold expression.
" Sheriff what the hell are you doing ?! " One of Matt's adjoint asks as they sees him pointing his gun at Alec still under the skin of Pete. Two of them draws their guns in answer, unsure at whom they must aim.
" This is not Pete ! I've seen things guys and I know this is not Pete ! " Matt shouts back without moving an inch his pistol aimed at the back of Alec's head, wooden bullets coated with verveine and aconit in the feeder.
The shouts gets louder as the situation escalates, Jensen let go of the body and Alec almost falls before he too let go he wasn't paying attention, none noticed but he quietly whispered words.
" Urgh..." Pete wakes up, the shot breaking him out of the Somnus spell hold. Nevertheless, the other spell exchanging their whole features is maintained and the deception continues, for an instant.
" Sen' ? " Peter asks still shaken, he uses a surname that makes Jensen react immediately.
The face of his friend still troubles him but he bow knows. " Sheriff's right ! This ain't Pete ! " He exclaims before stepping aside, out of Matt's line of shot.
Ready to pull the triger, Matt curses in his head as the mist seems to have suddenly get thicker, fortunately he still have a target and he does not hesitates.
The gunshot echoes in the forest, birds fly away, other frightened animals run away from the madness of men. The soothing and terrifying silence of the forest returns ans a body crumbles, sowing again noise.
It is not Alec, he dived at Pete as soon as the haze was under his control. The fuzzy figure the sheriff shot was Jensen. Matt Donovan moved, once, to glare at his deputy holding him at gunpoint.
" She-" Pete wants to warn them but Alec punch his throat, cutting his air-flow and sentence at the same time.
With only one desire in mind, Alec runs as fast as he can while twisting a bit more the mist to become even more blinding. 10 seconds, 20 seconds ? He can't tell how much his sleight of hand buy time for him, to tell the truth it doesn't really matter, finding a puddle big enough to pass on the other side. That's what he need.
Ironically, the mist causes him problems too, he have no idea of where he's going and he's already kicked inadvertently in three roots. Because of course the fog is saturated with so much of his magic that his sense can see beyond. That's how blindly, running, tripping then walking over 200 meters he reaches the main road crossing rhe bridge and leading to the town center.
He notices 2 police cars parked on the roadside, at the edge of the forest. Alec walks eagerly towards them, a silly smile on his face that disappear as he jumps on the hood of the closest car.
He forgot to cancel the spell, it explain why he felt uncomfortable running despite the short distance. Regaining his features slowly, Alec watches the process in the reflection of the wingshield. For once his luck works for him, no car comes and so no one see the obvious supernatural being shapeshifting.
Finally back to himself, Alec jumps inside the windshield. His body miraculously passing through without ever reappearing. His head is the last part of him to be engulf in the rippling windshield.
[ 6h11 ]
The exit is done with the means at hand, feet forward Alec uses the sink to get out of the mirror without incident. He hears the ceramic crackles, so he jumps then lands on the bathroom tiles. There is crack from the top of the sink to its base. He looks at it, it almost looks like a scar.
Everything dies but it seems everything leaves a mark before he thinks as he goes back to his bed, taking off his white shirt before settling next to a magnificent and powerful creature.
[ Twenty minutes later ]
Grogily Lizzie wakes up, automatically her eyes lift up as she remembers the events of her last night. Between her attirance to Alec and her sadness at Pedro's death she realizes that it's not even midday and her head is ready to explodes.
The awareness of her closeness to him comes next, under her tight she can feels his male packet, her cheek is resting on a cushion of pectorals muscles and her fingers laying possessively on his naked abs.
For the first time in her life shyness paralyzes her, ordinarily so extrovert she does not dare move or utter a syllable.
" Thank you Lizzie..." Alec suddenly says, saving her from the embarrassment choking her but surprising her. He starts to teasingly caresses her back and slowly her awkwardness leaves her.
" For what ? " She asks while raising her head to see him clearly, her chin on his chest supporting her head.
" I don't remember the last time I slept so well. I had forgotten how peaceful it can be. when I was a younger I, I had less control over my magic... " Alec begins and this time Lizzie notices the telltale signs which precede Alec containing himself. The tightening of his hand on her lower back, his neutral expression and squinting eyes.
However this time she is determined to make him speak, determinedly she grabs his chin and oblige him to look at her in the eyes. Sexual tension is evidently present in the fiery gazes they exchange but something deeper exists behind this lust.
" I used to.. I used to see things, honestly I don't know what they were. Some nights, it was most realistic than reality, he felt like I was heaven but... I got a taste of the opposite too. " Alec continues where he stopped, he gets lost in memories as he tell a tiny part of the truth. " Then one day, the day of my birthday it.. it stopped. My mother told me it was distorted reflections of our universe and everything in it, that I was just observing my world through a different prism. " Alec finishes, talking of his mother is never easy for him, resentment and unresolved questions tarnish even the memories of a relationship that should be nothing but pure.
Lizzie wasn't expecting that, not findings the correct words decides to express her appreciation for his trust with a kiss. Compared to the other they shared its tame, subdued but with meaning behind, a better mutual understanding.
" We've got 30 minutes to enjoy ? Any ideas ? " She asks while momentarily breaking the kiss.
Ignoring her, Alec pulls her back in her deeper kiss, their tongues dancing with each others, battling for supremacy.
Grabbing her tight already over him, he brings her in his lab, her knees encircling his waist while her small boobs covered by a flimsy dressing gown smashes against his shirtless torso. He grabs her asscheeks with both hands and appreciate the elasticity, naturally she starts to grind on his shaft while she lick gently bite his lips.
" Careful.. " Alec says, a primitive growl barely hidden in his voice as she accelerates her gyrating hips.
" Hmm.. " Lizzie moans sensually, her lower lips moistening at the contact of his hard dick despite the layers of clothes separating them. " A-ha ! " She exclaims in surprise and chuckles as he suddenly shift their position with him above. From her mouth, his lips travels to her neck pausing occasionally to kiss or suckle her tender skin. His hands aren't idle, they slips inside her gown from below and glides over her tights.
" You're beautiful. " He says while admiring her golden hair sprawled on the bed. " The things I wanna do to you.." He adds assertively as he hands reaches her breasts. He leaves her neck with his mark, a purple hiccup and comes back to her delicious mouth.
His left hand stay focus on her boobs, alternating between the two round orbs, massaging them and playing with their small pink buttons.
Abruptly he cease all his touches on her and backs up before standing up beside the bed. " Get it off. I want to see you. " He orders her, his dominant tone and his wonderfully sculpted chest arouses her, she stands on her knees still on the bed, her imagination running wild but the moment always surpassing it.
Both filled with a devouring passion and ready to worship one another, they are interrupt by knocking on Alec's bedroom door.
" Shit ! " Lizzie curses before looking at Alec and quietly laughing in complicity. " I'll go in the bathroom. " She says as an afterthought, already closing the door behind her.
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