Alina Gilbert lived an entirely normal life up until the day her parents died. Not only did she have to deal with the pain of loosing both of her parents, she also discovered that she was a witch. Ever since the night of the accident Alina began to...
"Thank you for meeting with us, Mayor. I figured as head of the Preservation Society, you'd be a good person to ask about the oldest trees in this community." Rebekah stated with a charming smile. Ever since my chilling discovery about the new White Oak tree, the remainder of my family were in a panic. We needed to find that tree and burn it to the ground before the Salvatore's could use it against us. "A long line of Lockwood women use to keep those records. Back before any of them had actual jobs," Carol explained as she sipped her coffee. "We've been to the Founder's archive, but we can't seem to find any record of the tree we're looking for." I spoke. Carol gave a little shrug. "It probably got cut down. Big old trees built half of this town in the 1900s." My head turned as I heard the Salvatore's entering the Grill. They walked straight to the bar and Damon made sure to slowly saunter past me and smirked at me. I gritted my teeth and scowled back at him but that only made his smirk wider. "Do you happen to know who kept the milling ledgers during that period?" Rebekah asked curiously. "Back then all the logging mills were owned by the Salvatore's." The Mayor told us before politely dismissing herself since she had other pressing matters to attend to. "We need those milling records." The blonde told me. "I know we do. If those idiots get a hold of that tree, we're screwed." I ran a hand through my long black hair. "I wish Nik was here to help us." Rebekah sighed and I nodded my head. "Where is Niklaus anyways?" Rebekah asked. "I asked him to teach Thira how to defend herself against vampires." I replied as I took a sip of my drink. "A lot of good that will do." The blonde scoffed. "Well, after Damon threatened to turn her into a vampire, I thought it would be best to have her be able to defend herself." I explained.
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~*~ Thira POV~*~
"I'm supposed to stab a vampire with this?" I raised an eyebrow at Klaus. "It's very simple, really." Klaus told me. "Okay, now, pop quiz. What is the name of the herb that is harmful to vampires?" "Vervain." I answered. "Good." Klaus praised and I smiled "Werewolves?" "Wolfs bane." "And how can you kill a vampire?" He quizzed. "Stake through the heart, rip out their heart, or decapitate them." I rattled off and fiddled with the stake in my hands nervously. "I just don't know if I could ever kill someone." Klaus frowned and stepped closer to me, placing his hands over mine. "You'll have to. If your life is ever in danger you have to fight and fight hard." "I know." I nodded. "Unless..." "Unless, what?" He questioned and I remained silent. "Don't make me compel it out of you." "Nice try, but I'm wearing vervain." I showed him my new bracelet that my darling sister gave me and he chuckled. "But, you could always-" "No." His stern voice cut me off and I was left stunned. "You didn't even know what I was going to say!" I fought with him. "Oh, I knew. I could tell by the look on your face and, no. I'm not turning you." He ordered. "But, I'd be stronger and faster. Thalia wouldn't have to worry about me as much." I reasoned. "Thalia would be worrying about you regardless and with her worrying I will be as well." He told me. "Who put this idea in your head?" "Well, Kol-" "I'll hunt him down." Klaus growled. "No, you won't!" I stamped my feet impatiently. "He was just trying to help!" "And did he tell you the downsides to turning?" I shook my head. "The bloodlust is very difficult to control, Thira. I don't want you feeling guilty after you've made your first human kill." He cupped my cheeks gently. "Please, I want you to live for a little while. No more talk of turning, Thalia will have my head do you understand?" "Okay." I sighed and nodded slowly, looking down at the stake in my hands. "Can we practice some more?" "Of course." He smirked before suddenly blurring behind me and holding me in a chokehold. "Let's see you get out of this one." In one quick motion, I stabbed the stake into Klaus stomach and he groaned out, his grip on me loosening and I got free. Klaus yanked the stake out of himself and tossed it to the floor. "I think you're losing you touch." I giggled and Klaus suddenly rushed at me, pinning me to a tree. "What was that?" He teased and held me tightly. "Looks like I've caught you." I giggled as I squirmed my way out of Klaus's grip. I wandered back to the bag filled with various vampire hunting paraphernalia and fished out a bow and a quiver of arrows. Gripping the wood of the bow and testing the feathers on the back of the arrows made a sense of familiarity come back to me. I drew up the bow and placed the arrow on the shelf. I tucked the back piece of the arrow which was split to accommodate the bow string into place with a small click. My eyes flicked to meet my target, an upturned piece of bark on a tree about fifty feet away. I wasn't a vampire, but I had incredible eyesight. I spread my feet shoulder length apart and raised the bow. My fingers gripped the back of the arrow, being mindful of the feathers and drew it back. The old bow creaked to life and the wood bent flexibly. My eyes locked onto my target, my body didn't falter one bit and for a moment the woods were completely silent. Klaus just watched me take my aim before releasing the arrow. Fingers released the nock and the arrow propelled itself forward. It flew through the air, completely straight and before I knew it, it was embedded in the trunk of the tree. The arrow head pierced the target perfectly and I gave Klaus a triumphant smile over my shoulder. It didn't last very long since I erupted in a fit of giggles seeing the look of surprise on his face. Klaus shook it off once he realized that I was giggling at him and knew he looked like a bloody fool staring at me with his mouth open. He strode forward, took an arrow from the quiver, and outstretched his hand for the bow. My coy smile pulled at my lips and I placed the bow in his hand. The hybrid followed the same steps I did as he prepared to shoot and yanked the arrow back as he took his shot. I sighed and shook my head disapprovingly. "May I?" I asked him and he lowered the bow. I didn't think Klaus had never been skilled with a bow; I was sure he much preferred to fight with a blade. I positioned him to stand the way I did before. "Now, raise the bow." I instructed and he did so. "Pull the arrow back so the tips of your fingers brush your chin." With ease, the bow string was pulled back. "Good. Relax your shoulders and chest." My gentle hands pressed on his tense shoulders and they immediately relaxed. I walked around to his front and lightly nudged his hard chest. A quirk of a smile could be seen at the corner of his mouth and I was thankful that I was able to catch it for just a fleeting moment. I returned to my place behind him, my lips at his ear. "Find your target," Each word was soft, yet firm at the same time. "Aim." Klaus was ready shoot, but he waited on my command. "Release." The arrow shot through the air so quickly that I hadn't realized he let go until I heard the clunk and cracking of the bark of the tree he just hit. Klaus' arrow rested beside mine and he smirked that he hit his exact target. "Could be better." My teasing words made him growl low in his chest and I blushed at that. "Thalia certainly takes after you when it takes to archery. She asked Elijah to teach her to shoot when she lived with us." He told me and handed me back the bow. "And did he?" I raised an eyebrow. "Of course he did. Anything for his most loyal friend." Klaus chuckled. "Elijah's a good man. Thalia loves him like a brother." I smiled and placed the bow beside the quiver. "She used to love him much more than a brother." He said in such a jealous voice I gasped. "She loved him?" I asked him with caution. "Yes, much like Elena loves both of her Salvatore boys. Quite the love triangle, but she loved me more. She chose me. Kol, on the other hand, just annoys her." Klaus had to agree with that. Kol was always getting in trouble for nagging or bothering someone. "What other lessons do we have today?" "I think we're finished for today. You did very well." Klaus began to pack up but I hadn't moved. Instead, I stared off into the woods seemingly in deep thought. "What is it like?" My question caught him completely off guard and he almost didn't know how to answer me. "To be a hybrid." Klaus stood tall and gently took me by my shoulders, fingers squeezing a little as he struggled to find the right words. "It's everything you want and everything you don't. It's a blessing and a curse." I waited for him to continue as I stared up at him. "You can have anything and everything you've ever dreamed of. The world is yours." A small smile graced my lips as I listened but it quickly faded when I saw his expression change from one of excitement to sorrow. "But the worst thing is the loneliness. The always present notion that you will outlive others." My heart dropped and I looked to my feet which were shuffling the dead leaves around on the forest floor. "Kol didn't explain it like that." "You and my brother have been talking quite a lot, haven't you?" He asked. I shrugged sheepishly. "I hope you're not angry with me." "No. I just worry about Kol and his lack of impulse control one of these days it's going to get him killed." He spoke and smiled. "Come, let's head home."
