Chapter 12: things are not always what they seem
When he opened Giuseppe Salvatore's coffin and felt the smell of death rise like some kind of plague. I tried to ignore the smell of shit as much as possible and bent down to pick up the book the corpse was clutching
After picking up the book, I looked at the corpse with pity. Poor fool who at the height of his ignorance and mediocrity. He ended up rejecting everything foreign to him.
To the point of hiding a book of spells that in the right hands could do a lot of good. I feel nothing but pity for the life that inhabited this corpse long ago.
He felt like a hero protecting humanity. I shook my head and jumped out of the hole with my werewolf skills
When I landed on the ground I saw Vicki looking at me expectantly, and I sighed, after a few seconds I looked at her seriously.
"So, Vicki, what do you want?" (Me)
Vicki thought for a few seconds and then looked at me clearly, already knowing what she wanted.
"I want you to ask Elena to stop dating Matt, she doesn't like him but you, she only does it because of your influence" Vicki declares walking towards me and looks me straight in the eye "Tyler, I don't care about his games of manipulating people, but please don't use my brother, he deserves better than being used"
Not wanting to argue, I nodded my head and placed my hand on Vicki's face, she's been so pretty in the last few years. Her body became more saleable and athletic due to not being under the effects of drugs and martial arts training.
She looked at me for a few seconds expectantly and even a little hesitant. Doing so, I could see the feeling of uncertainty in her eyes and the slight fear of something as an expectation of something else
I gave her a light kiss on her mouth causing her to melt in my arms and after a second I released her
She didn't pull away and came towards me once more, putting her arms around my neck. She rose on her tiptoes and pressed her lips against mine. I accepted her kiss but, I didn't do it for some carnal reason or something. It was something more symbolic... No, I just wanted to kiss her myself.
"It's alright, I'll release your brother" I whispered weakly pulling away from her kiss her "but not now... in a few months when everything is ready for my final plan"
"Yes," Vicki mumbles weakly though, on her face, there is a beautiful smile which I understood very well.
"Good girl" I put my hands on her face once more making her sigh and melt once more, however, I stopped there.
Vicki is someone I love, not as something purely carnal, but as someone close to me since I came into this world.
Even though most of me considers it a tool to use for my goals, the other part clung to it.
"Vicki, come home, I have some serious business to take care of," I said seriously as I caressed her face.
"I'm leaving" She smiled sadly and turned to leave, seeing that she wouldn't get my full affection today
From the smell of sadness, I felt in her, I can tell she was devastated. I'm not going to play dumb and say I don't know her feelings for me
I am her hero and the person who gave her reasons to live when she was at rock bottom and had no more hope.
She loves me more than she loves life itself. I take advantage of it all the time, but I'm aware of it, so I don't ask for absurd things that I know she'll do even if she complains
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In the middle of the night, I ran through the streets of Mystic Falls and arrived at the place I wanted to go. When taking a step forward in the backyard of a house, I felt a little discomfort
"A magic barrier?" I asked myself and looked at the window where an elderly woman was looking at me stiffly, "Well, at least the owner of the house knows I'm here, and he's coming to meet me of his own accord"
Looking directly into the eyes of the old woman who was a considerable distance away, I let my eyes glow yellow to show her what I am.
She was a little surprised by the way her eyes widened. I won't judge because she's known me long enough to think I was a normal kid
the old wolf just found out that I was a sleeping werewolf because she was an original of my kind, so she can feel my wolf inside me
I quickly threw the spellbook into the bushes for a chance at blackmail. If she tries violence, I'm not dumb enough to face a Bennett witch head-on.
Not when I'm not even a complete werewolf yet and having the book in my hands makes it easier for her to take it by force
The door opened, and Sheila Bennett ran out of the house worried
"Tyler, what happened to you, were you bitten?" She asked with concern and put her hand to my face to examine"no, you're pure and only partially transformed, I didn't know your family was wolves"
I heard her worried speech and walked away from a little
"Sheila, I need her help," I said without delay "I have to talk to Qetsiyah"
Sheila froze for a second and her eyes went cold, before I could speak a single word I was thrown into the middle of the street by an invisible force
"Who are you and what have you done to Tyler?" She asked coldly and started mumbling some spells, "if you don't speak, I'll kill you"
My body shivered and something I hadn't felt in a long time entered my body.
*Fear*
a sense of protection that people feel like a form of protection against potentially harmful threats to their health
"I'm Tyler, but I have someone else's memories, this memory told me to find Qetsiyah" I whimpered in mock terror putting my acting skills to the test "If I don't do this I will die and so will the people close to me, they go"
I used my acting and put half-truths into the matter. I have someone else's memories in my body, and I am Tyler, only the memories I have are of the original Tyler and not mine.
Furthermore, I also made it clear that if I don't know Qetsiyah I will die and this is true, I need power otherwise I won't last in this rotten world and by the way, those who are close to me will also die in fact if I don't have the power to protect- them
In the series Vicki died, Jeremy died(Revived), Bonnie died(Revived), my mother died, My father died despite I don't care about him, Caroline died(Vampire), Elena died(Vampire and Revived)
Yes all the people I care about die in this world if I don't have power and if Sheila is doing lie-detecting spells I won't get caught in them
"What are you talking about" Sheila growled and muttered something again "Looks like you are Tyler"
"I said"I affirmed and cringed little by little knowing that she can magically analyze my being.
I'm glad that somehow my soul assimilated this body, otherwise, she would have discovered that I'm reincarnated, but how would she know that... only if she's magically analyzed me before, but, when?
"So what memory spoke more," the old woman asked curiously as she approached me and bent down in front of me" be clear, I want to know everything"
Seeing no way out, I explained how the first and second seasons of the series developed with some half-truths, no, talking about the ritual for her not to have the idea of killing Elena and ending it all
"I see, so I die and Bonnie ends up alone in this supernatural world not knowing anything about her heritage" the witch moaned sadly and then looked at me intently "but, this is weird, the Bennett clan should send someone else to control the territory later of my death... unless they told and the person didn't want to get involved with and left Bonnie to her own devices... Typical of these idiots"
I could see a slight hatred and anger in Sheila's eyes as she spoke of Clan Bennett, maybe she's on bad terms with them.
"Come in, let's prepare the ritual" the witch sighed in frustration and gave me her hand to lift me.
I took her hand and followed her into her house, and before she could go in I remembered the book
"Mrs. Bennett" I called to her heading towards the bushes
"What happened kid?" The Witch asked me in frustration and widened her eyes when she saw the book in my hands.
Before I step forward, he hands her the book. The book flew from my hand and landed in her hand faster than I could react
The old witch opened the book and looked at me with some gratitude
"It looks like your memories were more useful than I thought" She spoke a little surprised and then looked at me shrewdly "That sounds like clairvoyance, and you don't seem to have a magical or vampiric bloodline to have such ability... if I don't you, have known would have dissected you to learn more about you"
*Fear*
Once again the feeling of dread made my stomach lurch, I didn't imagine Old Bennett was more like a witch from Type moon than the kind and fair Sheila from the show.
I sighed and calmed myself to enter her house. Tyler you are after power and sometimes power has a price, you must be prepared for that
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