Magician In Mystic Falls

Chapter !: Fire In The Hole

I draw 2 semicircles in front of the brick step and 2 diagonal lines that come to a point away from the home with a calcium rock. Singing a little rhyme to myself all the while.

Planting my feet shoulder width apart, while standing in the middle of the triangle, I toss the rock over my shoulder and place both my hands on the solid metal ball I brought. Extending my arms and legs as my body bows.

Then... I release the tension.

The cannonball, following its name, barrels straight through the wooden door.

With the tension from the invisible bow now gone, I plop onto the ground. Slight pain blooming in my legs, mostly.

A high pitched scream comes from inside. Followed by another voice, "What the hell?"

After rising and dusting myself off, I take a peek inside through the new peephole. "Oh, would you look at that?" I say. Opening the door with its handle and stepping inside properly. "Didn't think anyone would catch it."

A tall man with brown hair stayed painted against the farthest wall, groaning. In his hands: my magnificent metal ball.

The dark haired man rolls his frost eyes. "What do you want?"

"Well Damon," I say as I walk further inside, "since you have so kindly asked..." I take careful, light steps around the splinters as I diagonally cross the room. "I have a proposition for you all." I punctuate my statement with a halt in my steps and a soft clap of my hands.

"We don't want anything you have to offer." the brunette says. She turns herself to face me fully and crosses her arms.

"Well... I wouldn't say that..." I lazily gaze around before locking eyes with her. "I have a great many skills, all of which," I place my hands behind my back and lean towards her, "you do not possess."

Stefan drops the ball. Creating a rather large crack in the floor. "What is this proposition?"

I straighten up and explain my whole reason for being here. "The one currently known as 'Klaus Mikealson' owes me something quite grand. He's actually owed it to me for some time..."

"What does that have to do with you destroying my house?" Damon asks. Having stepped in front of Elena.

"I want you to deliver a message for me: I've come to collect." I give him my best smile.

"And what do we get in return?" "Why don't you do it yourself?"

Elena and Damon overlap each other with different questions.

I only answer one. "I'll grant each of you a single wish."

"What are you, a genie?"

"No..."

"We are not doing that." Elena says. Crossing her arms again and glaring at me.

"Well, hold on. Let's think about this a little bit." Damon adds. Putting a hand out, as if that could stop her refusal midair.

As they... discuss amongst themselves, I spot something interesting in the kitchen.

Reaching my hand forward, I curl my fingers and bring them forward. Dragging that 'something interesting' into the room.

"Rebekah..." I say with a smile, "You know what?" I continue. A thought suddenly striking me. "You can do it for me, and I'll grant you the wish instead."

Rebekah agrees without a single thought.

"Hey hey hey." Damon chimes in. "You came to us first. No take backs."

Rebeka raises a brow at him. "You didn't even agree."

My eyes flicker between them. "You know what? Since I am, so generous," I place myself between them, "I will make it a competition." I smile. "I will grant... whoever gets it done, whichever team— Rebekah or..." What is it they call themselves? "Wonder Squad—" I gesture to them, respectively, "gets Klaus Mikealson to give me what he owes me, will be granted 3 wishes."

I look Damon right in his ice blue eyes. "Now I'm a genie." I also flash him a mischievous smile, for some added fun.

Rebekah wastes no time and immediately speeds out of the house.

Damon looks mad, but I just ignore him and head for their front door.

"You know what?" I say, speaking to the group over my shoulder. "I did short you a wish. So... I will fix your house for free." I snap my fingers. "As a show of good will."

At the crack of my hand, the house is returned to the way it was before I blew a hole through it.

"Oh!" I turn all the way around and walk over to my cannon ball, which has started to roll now that it is no longer lodged in the floor, and pick it up. "Nearly forgot this."

I smile at them again, and make my exit.

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Hello. If you are here from the original storytime, Double Hello.

I have FINALLY gotten around to finishing this chapter. Hopefully more to come soon, but I'm not writing this on a schedule (I still need to finish my OTHER fic before those readers come for me 💀) .

If you're a reader of my other fic and came over here to see what the heck was going on--- 'why is there a completely different fic updated rather than the one that has been on this account for YRS!?!' Well... at least I'm not dead 😁?

Anyway, this fic will be a little looser than my usual work, and will be only lightly edited. That being said, if there are any flaring plot holes or absolutely tragic mistakes, feel free to point them out. I will either edit them and delete your comment, or I will get to them when/if I do a full edit once the story has been completed.

Hope you all had an at least decent start to the new Solar year, have some nourishing food, and drink good water.