𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 𝐀 pair of twins with superpowers try to prevent something possibly disastrous and end up being transported to another universe!
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stefan salvatore x oc x niklaus mikaelson
rebekah mikaelson x oc
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THE BIG FIVE sat in the salvatore boarding house. and, of course, the big five were: me, stefan, lae, damon, and elena. we called ric over to ask him a favor. we wanted to figure out, for sure, what the lockwoods were. stefan, lae and i all agreed that they were probably werewolves solely based on my intuition, elena had no opinion, and damon was hellbent on the idea that werewolves weren't real.
so, we decided to research, because it was what we did best. besides cook up god awful plans, carry them out, and then get shocked and distressed when it doesn't work out.
"thanks for coming, ric," stefan greeted.
"can i get you something to drink?" damon offered as they walked inside. "coffee? bourbon? bourbon in your coffee?"
"elena mentioned you needed my help," ric stated, walking to the couch opposite of us.
"yeah, we were- uh- hoping you could help shed some light on the lockwood family," stefan explained.
"now, why would i know anything about the lockwoods?" ric inquired.
"well, you wouldn't," damon countered. "but your dead... not-dead vampire wife might."
"isobel's research," elena clarified. i didn't really know all that much about this, so i decided to sit the fuck out. i knew when my snarky comments were necessary. "from when you guys were at duke together."
"you said that she had spent years research this town," stefan continued. i turned to lae and we started playing rock, paper, scissors. winner got to smack the shit out of the loser.
i won. my hand glowed red as i channeled my power to make my slap more powerful. the sound of my hand coming into contact with his cheek essentially echoed around the room. lae's jaw dropped in silent pain. we didn't notice that everyone looked at us in confusion. "...isobel's research here—mystic falls—were rooted in folklore and legend," ric said, continuing slowly after he watched what took place between us twins. "at the time, i thought most of which was... fiction."
"like that amazing vampire story," damon stated. we played another round. lae won. i mouthed a curse. he put his super speed into the slap and i pushed my face into the couch trying to cope with the pain.
"aside from vampires," elena interjected, "what else?"
"lycanthrope," ric told her. i stood up and cheered.
"ohhh fuck you demon!" i taunted. "who knew werewolves existed? i! thou hast sucketh on that!"
lae pulled me back down to the couch. "alright, shakespeare, calm the fuck down. you can gloat later."
"no way, impossible," damon insisted. "way too lon chaney."
