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
ACT ONE, CHAPTER FIFTEEN, part two ❛ crying wolf / the dinner party ❜
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IT WAS THE wolves. it always was the wolves these days. the damn mutts. not only were they always inserting themselves into situations that they didn't belong in (for example: mason lockwood) but now they were creating situations for no goddamn reason (for example: jules and her freaks).
i could feel the prick of the iv in my arm, answering the question of why i felt so tired and weak. i could feel the wood of the salvatore-owned chair, looking up and feeling ropes on my ankles and wrists. amazing, just great, really.
i heard a groan and looked up to see damon in a chair, bound by the same as stefan was next to him. i wanted to scream, jump up, and free my soulmate, but as i tried to move it was like all the strength i could muster simply disappeared, leaving a dull tingle and weakness behind in its wake.
i glanced down on the floor, seeing ric—he looked dead. he looked dead. my eyes zoomed around his figure, trying to see a sense of life. feeling panic around the corner, i glanced at his hand. his ring. the gilbert ring. it had the power to keep someone from dying.
i didn't inherently like the energy that the ring put off. it seemed like it had this dark, powerful aura around it. to be honest, it didn't even feel dark, it felt pure evil.
i relished in the peace knowing that ric would live to see another day. i looked over and saw a blonde dude holding two chains. the chains belonged around stefan and damon's necks. i wanted to kill the guy with the flick of my wrists, but i couldn't find any will to move my hand. damn witch hazel. "morning, sunshines," he greeted. it was like i was invisible.
"i saw this movie once," he continued, "some torture porn flick- anyway, they had this collar device that was really cool. so i just modified it some with some wooden nails and when i pull..." he yanked both the chains and it constricted, causing the nails to lodge into the vampires' necks.
i felt rage spike through me like lightning. this dude was hurting my soulmate and i couldn't do anything about it. i was angry at myself and angry at him. now, there was some anger behind the fact that he was hurting damon too, but his soul wasn't bound to mine and it was getting overshadowed by stefan's pain.
jules interrupted from behind. "so, i hear you have the moonstone."
damon slowly started laughing, saying, "oh, if you only knew the irony of this moment right now." he looked at them, serious, his voice deepening. "let me tell you how this is gonna go: you're gonna torture me, i don't talk, someone loses a heart. last time it was your boy mason."
the chain boy tightened his hold on the chains. "this time," jules stated, "it'll be you and your brother."
now what the fuck did stefan do to piss these wolves off? reason with them? do they hate logical reasoning? do they hate being acceptable people? chain boy pulled on the chains again and i felt the instinct to jump up, yet my limbs didn't move an inch.
