Mikealson Tribrid (DamonxOc)

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Josie

I lay lazily accross Damon's bed as he reads who knows what. "I'm bored," I whine. "There are plenty more books on the shelf," he replies nonchalantly.  I roll my eyes in annoyance before standing up off the bed. "I came to this small towns so that you could entertain me. If I knew you'd be this boring, I would've stayed in Paris," I grumble. He rolls his eyes before putting the book down. How about this. There's a Masquerade Ball tonight. How bout you come along. Plus, you might get a few good hits on Katherine," he offers. "I knew you love me," I cheer in an exaggerated tone. I roll off of his bed and onto my feet. I make my way downstairs in hopes of a drink when I hear footsteps behind me. I turn around to see Stephan standing there with a smile. "When did you get here?" He ask, opening his arms for a hug. I jump into his arms and smile. "Two hours ago. Took some time to bug Day and now I want a drink. Care to join me, Stef?" I ask, walking over to Damon's bourbon. "Why not," he smiles. Just as my hand touches the bottle, Damon's speeds down and grabs my hand. "Not that bottle. That's for something special," he says. "What, like bedding your dear Elena," I smirk. Rolling his eyes playfully, he smirks. "And what if I want you instead," he smirks, curling my blonde locks around his finger. "Stop flirting, jackass," I laugh, shoving him off. Damon and I have been like this for a century. We both have flirty personalities and it shows. The door barges open and in comes a panicked Stephan. "Elena didn't make it home last night," he says panicked. Damon freezes in shock and worry instantly hits me. "Shit," I groan. Can anything just go right in this town for once. "I'll do a locaters spell," I say. I speed up to Stephan's room and come back down with one of her left shirt. "Is a shirt gonna work? Usually witches use hair or DNA," Stephan points out. I roll my eyes in annoyance and offence. "Stephan, I'm much better than your average witch," I say. He nods silently and watches as I toss the shirt in the fireplace. I chant the spell, closing my eyes. Flashes of Elena go through my mind. Apparently she's in a house in the middle of nowhere. There are two vampires. Rose and Treavor. The names sound familiar but I don't know from where. Even so, I know where the house is. It was an old summer getaway to a rich family in the 1890's. I should know, after all, I dated the you gets son. His anime was Terrence Sinclair. Unfortunately, he was murdered by a vampire. I killed said vampire of course and moved to Chicago right after for a little bit. "I know here she is," I tell them. "Then let's go," Damon hisses. We rush out to his car. Me in the front, him in the passenger and Stephan in the back. He attempts to complain about me driving jai precious 'Baby,' but I respond snarkily. "Do you or do you not want to get there as quick as possible." He grumbles in defeat and just like that, we're off. In less than two hours, we arrive at the old, rundown Sinclair Mansion. "You two focus on Elena. I'll deal with the kidnappers," I order. Damon and Stephan nod in compliance before we all enter the house. Before I know it, someone I thought I wouldn't see in a while walks in. My uncle Elijah walks in with Elena's arm in grasp along with Rose. Now I remember her. She's the one who helped Katerina escape from Klaus. In other words, my father. He shoves Elena in Rose's arms before turning to me. Stephan and Damon are already speeding towards Elena.  Damon breaks Rose's neck quickly. Judging bt the look in her eyes, she's still in schock for something that happened before we got here..I speed over to Elijah and grab his wrist, stopping him from attacking Damon. "Josephine?" He says in shock. "Hello, Uncle," I smirk, shoving him back. With a flick of my wrist, his body freezes. "Get her out of here," I yell  to the other two. Once they're gone, Elijah looks at me in shock. "It's been quite a while, Josephine," he sighs. "I go by Josie now," I shrug, breaking his neck. I walk outside to see everyone already sitting in the car. I hop into the passenger seat and turn back to Elena. "You good?" I ask her. "A little shaken up but, other than that, I'm fine," she assures me. I nod silently, leaning my head against the window as realization hits me. Mystic Falls is going to hell. If Elijah came here for Elena, it probably means
Klaus knows of her existence as well.