Chapter 8 - Fall Of Fell

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After sharpening my wooden stakes and glazing them with Vervain to dry I prepare for my attack on Logan. The man is an idiot and he has basically no control. At. All. That and he's a Jack ass. I intend to kill him before he can attack Caroline, who has been very happy lately.

It's only been two days since I saw him on the doorstep and he is already stalking me at night. Like when I'm working late I'll see him off to the side, he tried stepping inside last night and the only thing that seemed to stop him from advancing in was the vervain in the filtration system. He left quickly after that.

Singing quietly to myself in Icelandic I place the stakes beneath my skirt that has a slit high up my thighs and I place a few in my boots. Pausing mid move I frown. I wonder if Norse runes or runes in general have any power here? Perhaps it would be something that I could work with, not that I'm a witch or anything but it could be very useful if it works. Sort of like protection wards and now I'm getting all wizarding worldy or something like that.

I haven't met Alaric yet, technically in the tv show we would've met on the 30th of November and now it's the 2nd of December. Career night starts in a few hours which means that I will need to have a 'talk' with the Mayor as well because I cannot in good conscious allow him to harm his son. All of the kids are at school and Zach is working the shift for the rest of the day - or rather since I got off four hours ago.

Zach has been in the process of planning how we're going to free Enzo from Whitmore College, making sure he's basically a Vervain plant so that Enzo can't decide to outright kill him. It's unfortunate that it took us so long to figure out how to free the poor killer vampy.

Finding the warehouse that Logan is using had not been that difficult either, surprisingly. It being called 'Fell Warehouse' kind of gave it away too. But I can't have him target Caroline and I can't let Damon allow him to live either. That just won't work for me.

Quietly I walk into the warehouse, one of my hands wrapped around a stake and my other hand having vervain covered wire wrapped around it. Looking around curiously I see a group of bodies piled on each other falling out of another room. That's when I saw him standing in a corner watching me.

"Logan." I say emotionlessly. "How's the new accommodations?"

He scowls and vamp speeds towards me only for me to side step him. "Jenna. What a lovely surprise. I've been missing you."

"And I've been dreaming of stabbing you in the heart." I reply happily, a smirk on my face as I look at him across from me. "We're like a match made in ash."

He takes a cautious step towards me, his hands up in surrender. Then he swallows nervously. "Don't kill me Jenna, please. You love me, I love you. You don't need to kill me."

I hum in response as I watch him take another step closer. A part of me was wondering if was a little bit over prepared for this whole thing. "I sort of do. You'll try to go after Caroline because you get pissy at her mom, then there's the crazy killing spree you have got going on here."

"I'll stop." He says suddenly, looking at me pleadingly. "I don't want to hurt you Jenna. I love you and I.."

"No, Fell. You have been stalking me."

"I didn't think you knew about vampires." He adds under his breathe as he frowns deeply. "Did those Salvatore's tell you? How do they walk outside during the day?"

"I don't know about vampires."

"You already admitted that you know I'm a vampire Jenna just by being here." He replies dryly, I simply shrug my shoulders.

Frowning I huff, waving my hand. "No I didn't."

He huffs in disbelief and raises an eyebrow at me as he throws his hands up irritably and then points at me. "You literally came here with a stake to kill me."

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