Dark Descendants (Vampire Diaries)

Secrets

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Abigail and Betty played, giggling and laughing. I sat by the fire, next to Tituba.

"Are you not having a good time? Isn't it your sixteenth birthday?" Tituba asked me in that foreign accent I couldn't decipher. I shrugged.

"Birthdays are a bit overrated. Ever since my mother died..." I trailed off and sighed, refusing the release of tears.

"It was tragic accident." She said. But despite Tituba never saying anything about it, I knew she knew. Her voice gave it all off and her eyes would sparkle with both pity and understanding. I  had come to realize when living with my cousin Abigail that Tituba was a witch much like me. But older and much more powerful. And that she practiced magic I would not dare practice.

Black magic, and voodoo. but despite that Tituba gave off a nice enough aura, but it was almost like a shield. Like she could mask her own aura from me. However I never mentioned it to Tituba, happy with our secrets being kept that, secrets.

"You musn't blame yourself. You didn't know the bridge would collapse." She said, with that same hint, meaning she knew in her voice. I gave an exasperated sigh.

"I would rather not talk about it." I said briskly but with the look she gave me, I thought that maybe she might've known the true reason I didn't want to talk it.

"Come child, I want to speak to you alone." She said with a gleam in her eye I couldn't decipher. I followed her over to a more secluded part of the clearing.

"Take my hands." She ordered, giving me her palms. I hesitantly placed my hands on top of hers.

"Now Gabrielle I have not mentioned it to you before because I wanted to see how capable you were. But now that it is your sixteenth birthday, I can see you are very capable of controlling the magic that runs through you." She said. My eyes flew open in little less then surprise.

"I-" I started but she cut me off.

"Listen. Becuase of this I want to share some of my magic with you. My magic isn't like any other kind of magic, Gabrielle. Most witches have a certain amount of magic that can be used at a certain time and then will regenerate in a couple of hours, maybe days. My magic is always growing, thriving. The downside to that much magic is that is overflows and the magic becomes dangerous to you, you must release it or it will overpower you and you will have a fit. And if you get rid of too much you start to become feverish and sickly until the power comes back in a few minutes to an hour. But even then the power is healing you, thriving inside of you. I can sense your magic is like that too." She said wisely.

Reluctantly, I nodded. She smiled at me. But it wasn't a nice, kindly smile. It was something secretive and dark and for the first time I noticed that the glint in Tituba's eye wasn't of amusment or curiosity but of...evil.

"The magic is overpowering, I do not think I want anymore." I said and pulled my hands away, but she clasped my hands between her bony ones.

"My magic can help you level out your magic, it will stop the fits, it will put your magic on a new level! Do you really wish it away?" She asked her voice full of wicked wonder. I yanked my hands out of hers.

"I already told you once, Tituba. My magic is already too much to handle, I do not want anymore! And  not any of your wicked magic! I abide by the walls of my ancestors. I will not taint my magic by using yours, and I shant take anymore magic then I already have. It is overbearing as you have explained and black magic is of no use to me." I snapped.

Tituba's gaze became dark and hateful.

"You will regret this, Gabrielle Strega!" She cursed and then she hobbled off and sat back down on the wood and smiled at Abigail and Betty like nothing was wrong. I pulled my hands to my stomach. I quivered, hugging myself.

'What have I gotten myself into?'

Present:

I landed gracefully on the ground of the gym and pulled Elena from his grasp and across the gym to the other side where she sat shaking. Then I turned to face Klaus. His eyes gleamed with more mischief then menace at me, like he was expecting me to be here.

"Well, well, well you've decided to come to Mystic Falls too, love?" He asked. I crossed my arms over my chest and gave an eye roll at the 'love' part.

"I come and go wherever I please. And don't call me love, I don't like you." I said with a smirk.

"If I remember correctly you used to like me, love." He said with a smirk even more dangerous then mine. I dropped the smirk and gave him my famous scowl.

"I was hopelessly misguided and a bit ignorant, if I remember correctly." I mocked. He studied my face, searching for some kind of emotion. But I had spent a long time on my pokerface and when he found none he seemed to mentally shrug it off.

"Yes you were misguided and I was bored, we both made horrible mistakes didn't we?" He asked. I tried not to wince. Despite my neverending hatred and need for vengeance against Klaus, I found myself being just a bit hurt. I found myself wishing i'd rather been slapped. Despite my best efforts, I lost my poker face for a split second.

He noticed and I could see his smirk widen even further. 'Arrogant bastard' I thought, grinding my teeth. Then, taking me slightly by surprise he stood right in front, holding me by the shoulders, pinning my arms to my sides.

"Now are you going to get out of my way and run while I'll still let you, or are you going to stand in my way and make this more difficult then it needs to be?" He asked. I turned to look at Elena, who was still frozen on the ground. Her eyes were the size of saucers and her mouth hung open slightly in either shock or fear I didn't know.

"I'm not afraid of you, Klaus. Besides..." I trailed off yanked my arms from his grasp. I stood behind him in a millisecond, my lips pressing against his ear.

"I remember everything you told me, Niklaus. Amazing how many secrets you spill when you think the person is going to be dead soon anyway?" I asked innocently. He spun around and grabbed me by the neck, holding me up slightly so I was barely touching the ground with my tiptoes.

"Yes it seems you do." He said in a contemplating voice. Then he jerked me so that our faces were inches apart. Our lips were inches apart and despite my own undying loathing of him, I found myself staring at his lips. I saw them quirk into a slight grin.

"But I wasn't the only to spill my secrets." He said. My eyes widened in realization and then I felt teeth being sunk into my neck. I opened my mouth to scream but then closed it, forcing the scream down. I endured in silence as he gulped down my blood. Black dots danced across my vision and I soon faded into absolute, sweet darkness.

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Okay so fourth chapter! Yay! Anyway I wanted to let you guys know that I am not going to be following every single thing that happens in the tv show. Main events and everything but sometimes i'll skip over parts because they don't have any significance to my character, and she's not going to randomely appear when she shouldn't be there.

So I'll follow the series as best as I possibly can but it won't be word for word. I'm also going to admit right now I do not know everything that happens in vampire diaries word by word and so sometimes I might get things wrong. If it's minor then meh, but if it's something big then go ahead and remind me and I'll go back and rewrite it so that it's not all messed up.

Thanks to everyone for fanning, voting, and commenting. I just want to update more and more because you're all so awesome. Thanks! :D