The McKnight family are Witches apart from their oldest. The Black sheep. After the sudden and mysterious deaths of the McKnight parents, their oldest disappeared. Where were they all this time? And why are they back in Mystic Falls after so long?
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The following morning, Damon wakes to find himself tied to a chair with chains and a fire poker in his chest, which seems familiar to him. He looks around the living room and tries breaking the chains, but it's too tough. "Low blow, Stefan. Low blow!" Damon shouts to the empty house when the door opens, but it's not Stefan who comes inside.
"What the hell happened to you?" Blake exclaims, walking into the living room as she decides to get the rest of Stefan's stuff while Damon is supposed to be asleep.
"Whatever twisted Ripper game Stefan is playing, leave me out of it," He growls, glaring at the Werewolf.
"He didn't do this," She defends him, smirking at seeing him so defenceless.
"Quit screwin' around!" The older Salvatore Brother snaps at the girl.
"He didn't," The ginger Werewolf argues, growing annoyed with him. "He wasn't even here last night." She moves towards the chair, tugging on the chains. "It's pretty messed up though, isn't it?"
"Yep," Damon grumbles and Blake removes the iron poker, making the Vampire scream, which gives her a little pleasure. She does remove the chains but stops halfway.
"Got to go. I promised Steffy I'd grab some of his things," Blake says, walking away, leaving Damon to untangle himself the rest of the way, unaware that Mason is lurking, watching them unseen.
"Yeah, not to worry. I'll just untangle myself," Damon huffs, looking at the chains when the curtains open, letting sunlight into the room, touching Damon as his skin burns and making the Vampire scream.
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The crowd prepare for the Night of Illumination around the town square, hanging lanterns to the trees as Carol Lockwood speaks to the volunteers. "As a long-time member of the Historical Society, I am especially proud to be kicking off this day of festivities. Thank you, volunteers. Tonight, we turn off our town's lights and flare up our lanterns of the Night of Illumination, started by our Founders 150 years ago. Here's Founding Family Member Tobias Fellwith a history lesson." Everyone applauds as the man walks onto the stage within the crowd; Alaric and Jeremy stand, listening to the speech as the young Gilbert boy is guilted into talking to the History Teacher and doesn't want to talk to his Sister's group of friends after using him.
"What are we doing here?" Jeremy asks, growing bored already.
"Tobias Fell is the Head of the History Department. I didn't have a choice," Alaric replies, eyeing the kid, feeling guilty about many things lately.
"All right, that explains what you're doing here," He retorts, folding his arms.
"Well, I'm the one who can fail you if you don't help me out," The Vampire Slayer argues, basically blackmailing the teen when Elena walks over and joins them.
