A Quiet Life in Mystic Falls

Schemes

Dear Diary,

It seems I am incapable of the quiet life. Since coming to Mystic Falls it has been one thing after another. Elena's Uncle John has returned to town, and he not only knows who I am somehow, but is also plotting something. His plan seems to revolve around some device that Pearl stole back in 1864. He has been trying to get Stefan and Damon to get it. He told Stefan at the Miss Mystic competition about how Pearl had it, and he needed the brothers to take it back from her. I got filled in this morning, after sleep and pepper up solved my illness yesterday.

I am nervous for Pearl and Anna. I have put protections over their home so that no one can attack them there. I only hope I am being a little paranoid. Anna is good for Jeremy, and though I don't approve of her methods. I know everything she did before was to rescue and reunite with her mum...

I am planning to spend some time with Jeremy today and see how he is getting on before I head over to the Salvatore house to discuss plans. Elena stayed there last night. She has been avoiding John. We have agreed to met for dinner to talk.

I am hoping once John leaves this town will quieten down again and I will be able to focus on seeing if I can reverse the curse that Bellatrix has forced upon me. The Master of Death. Elena and I were in a car accident where I discovered that I can not die, as all the Hollows belonged to me when Bellatrix destroyed them. There has to be a way to reverse it. Draco also promised to look into it when he went home yesterday.

I can't stand the idea of never being able to join everyone. Stuck missing them for eternity...

Azalea stopped writing as grief, sadness and frustration began to build. A tear mark blending the ink of the word eternity into the page. She threw the diary and curled up into a ball. There had to be a way to change it. There had to be...

***

After Jeremy came over to catch up and do some painting the redhead got changed out of her paint-stained clothes and made her way over to the Salvatore house. Deciding just to leave her car she apparated over, landing in the middle of the hallway.

"Hey Lightning," Damon called from the sitting room. She walked in to see Damon standing by the fire, while Stefan and Elena sat together on the sofa. She sat down on the other sofa.

"Shouldn't Pearl –"

"Please, I don't trust her," Damon said.

"Didn't she give you that thing?"

Damon twirled it in his hands.

"What ever it is it doesn't work, I'll keep trying." He said putting it back in his pocket.

"So what else did she say, your text was pretty cryptic," the redhead asked.

"She thought it was the vampire compass, sucker for her that night that it wasn't," he said. "Has Uncle John said anything else?" he asked Elena.

"I've been avoiding him, staying here most nights, or Lea's,"

"Yep, well the man does seem to have an annoying amount of vampire knowledge,"

"Speaking of vampire knowledge. I have just learnt a great spell." She beamed at the group, putting her hand on her wand, she turned to Damon. "Pretend we aren't friends, and you are hungry, let me see if I can stop you."

Elena looked at her petite friend in concern as Damon smirked. He blurred at her, only to find once he got within two metres he grounded back to human speed.

"What the...?" he said confused stopped. Azalead whipped her wand out of her pocket and stunned the vampire. With a grunt he fell to the floor. Stefan looked between his brother and the redhead in amazement, while Elena frowned.