Evelyn Gilbert (TVD)

Ordinary People

Evelyn

Damon and I hide in the shadows, watching as Elena follows Ric deeper into the tunnel.

"Boo!" We shout in unison, startling her. Elena jumps, swatting at our arms.

"Damon! Evelyn!" She exclaims, both surprised and annoyed.

"Scaredy-cat," Damon teases.

"Just ignore them. That's what I do," Ric says, rolling his eyes.

"So you two really can't get in?" Elena asks, confused.

"Trust me, if we could get in, you two wouldn't be here right now," I reply, shaking my head.

"No. Seems even the ancient Lockwoods were anti-vampire," Damon says, walking away.

Elena looks at me, confused. "What do you mean, 'ancient'?" She questions, following after Damon. I follow close behind.

"See for yourself. This is as far as we can go," Damon says, moving aside to let them pass the invisible barrier.

"What is all this?"

"Well, as far as I can tell, it's a story. In simple archaeology terms, it's a really, really old story. That right there is a moon cycle. A man. A wolf," Ric explains, pointing to the various symbols.

"A werewolf," Elena breathes out.

"Yeah, it's the Lockwood diaries, pictionary style," Damon sighs.

"Imagine if that was a show," I nudge Damon's arm, a playful smile on my face. "Oh, what if we had a show?"

"I don't understand. I thought the Lockwoods came here with the original founders in the 1860s?" Elena asks, confused.

"Well, maybe the Lockwoods did, but according to this wall, these werewolves have been here longer than that," Ric states, pointing to the various symbols.

"How long?" Elena asks, her curiosity piqued.

"Very long. That's what she said," I mutter to myself, but get looks from Ric and Elena. Damon just smirks. "I'll just..." I pretend to zip my lips shut.

"Gets better. Show her, Ric," Damon urges.

"Names, and they're not native. They're written in runic, a Viking script," Ric says, shining the flashlight at a different spot.

"Vikings?" Elena confirms, her voice filled with amazement.

"This name here, when translated, it reads... Niklaus," Ric reveals.

"Klaus," Elena whispers, her eyes widening in shock.

"And Elijah. And Rebekah," Ric continues.

"These are the names of the original family?" Elena questions.

"Carved into a cave that's... that's been here since way before the founding of Mystic Falls or even the entire new world, for that matter," Ric confirms.

"Okay, this has got to be one of Klaus's fakes," Elena insists, refusing to believe it.

"That's what I said," Damon agrees, his skepticism evident.

"That could be true except the last name up here made us think otherwise," Ric adds.

"What's the name?" She asks, curious.

"Mikael," Ric replies.

"Mikael... as in the vampire hunter who knows how to kill Klaus?" She questions, her eyes widening in disbelief.

"Yup. And I like to call him Papa Original," Damon says, a smirk playing on his lips.

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"These images tell a story. To learn the story, you have to decipher these images," Ric sighed. They returned to Ric's apartment, where he was poring over the photos.