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THE VAMPIRE DIARIES
CHAPTER SIX
❝There is always two sides in a story❞
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Davina Claire.
It was my mission now. She was one of my favorite characters that i wholeheartly loved.
There was still time before the actual harvest was held. And enough time to mess with the witches of New Orleans.
Walking around the center part of NOA, I saw an adorable bunch sitting in of the sits decorated there.
She was too focused writing something that she didn't notice me coming near her.
"Hello there!". I cheerfully called her out.
She was startled and tilted her head in confusion. It looked like an adorable puppy.
"Hi". Shyly she replied.
"Do you mind if I sit beside you?".
"N-no, not at all".
"My name is Jenna-Jenna Sommers". She holds out her hand as Davina shyly shook it.
"I am Davina Claire. Nice to meet you". She gave her famous sweet smile.
"The pleasure's all mine".
"Are you new here? I never saw you before"
Davina tilted her head like a lost puppy as she looked at her softly.
"I came here just to have some fun".
"Fun? As in?".
Jenna didn't say anything as she put a trashcan on fire as she got the teenage's complete attention.
"Fun as in fun". She shrugged.
"Your a witch too?". Davina questioned in happiness.
"Hmm I am. And you wanna know a story about something called Harvest?" Jenna whispered the last part slowly as Davina's eyes twinkled with curiosity.
Davina had tried asking her family, friends about the harvest. But none said anything, except the fact that it was for their ancestors and magic.
She nodded enthusiastically.
"It all started when a certain witch got greedy-". Jenna continued her story as Davina got angry and upset.
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"So all done?". A certain Salvatore asked as he walked along with Jenna and Enzo.
"Hmm all done. I have already explained everything to her and all told Marcel to take care of the matter. So, all done".
"What about the coffin?". Questioned Enzo as he continued harrasing the phone he newly learned to use.
"I got the coffin and placed it in the warehouse you mentioned". Answered Stefan as he frowned seeing the harrasment.
"Looks like we still have one job left until we return back home". Told Jenna as she snatched the phone away from Enzo. In answer, Enzo sulked beside her.
"Did you talk with Elena?".
"Yeah, I did. Looks like my brother already graced his presence to them. And as you said he also tried to compel Caroline".
"Is Caroline fine?". Jenna quickly asked worriedly as Enzo looked at Stefan for answer.
"Yeah, she is. Luckily she and the others listened to you and drank vervain every day". Answer Stefan.
"Hmm I am thinking of getting a tattoo for me and the others of Vervain, so that they could be safe".
"Thats actually a great idea". Muttered Enzo as he tried to take his phone from Jenna. But shut it up as Jenna glared at him.
Stefan stiffled a laugh.
"Did Damon do anything else?"
"He was trying to find me as his resources told I was still in town".
"How?". Questioned Enzo.
"Thats for me to know and you -". Stefan stared at Enzo up and down and.muttered.
"never".
Enzo just rolled his eyes as he speed up walking.
Seeing him, Stefan also speed up. Soon, they were trying challenge each other who could walk fast.
"Oi, my dear children, slow down. I don't have that energy". She took a long breath. "I think I am gonna die".
Because of them, she also speed up but the were faster than her. The both idiots rolled.their eyes at her as they slowed down.
"Hmm we reached".
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Infront of the trio, layed a certain sleeping beauty in a glass coffin.
"Ahh, poor her. Living in a coffin every hundred years must be so annoying ".
"No,it might have been fun. Wanna try?".
The boys sneered at each other as Jenna sighed in annoyance.
"Children,calm down. You can play later. Now hush".
Jenna went infront of the coffin and sighed in pity.
Freya Mikaelson, was quite a sight for beauty. She was someone whose childhood was snatched away. Whose life was ruined just because of a deal. A deal that also took her child's life away.
She deserved almost everything.
Chanting was heared as Jenna murmered spells as her aura was spread everywhere.
The boys breath hitched as the aura was bit too much for them.
It took a while before a gasp was heard.
"Hello darling".
"Who are you?".
"Rude much".
"So mean".
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