Dark Descendants (Vampire Diaries)

Loss of magic

"HOLY HELL!" I shriek at the sight of the burning bridge. Rebekah turns to me with a smirk on her face and walks over like she owns the world.

"You liar. You knew exactly where the white oak was stashed. You knew it was made as the first part of the bridge." She hisses at me, getting all up in my face. I push her backwards as a sign for her to back off and step forward.

"Yes, I did know. I've known all along. And you know what? I didn't kill any of you, even though I could've! I was saving that in case one of your decided to piss me off though, oh and um I'm pretty pissed off at you right now. Do you know how hard I worked to rebuild this bridge?" I snap at her.

"Whatever, Arielle. Now there's nothing you can do." She scoffs triumphantly. I smirk dangerously at her as my anger hits it's peak and magic flares at my fingertips.

"You're forgetting something Bekah. I'm the most powerful witch on this earth, with a bunch of dead witches backing me up. I can call on their powers whenever I feel like it. And with enough power I can take you out without breaking breaking a sweat." I growl at her, flashes of power running through my eyes, with power sizzling at my fingertips.

She takes a cautious step backwards, realizing her predicament. "You wouldn't really kill me." She says hesitantly.

"For this? No. But you push my buttons again and I'm going to shoot you into space where you'll be stretched into pasta in a blackhole and then eaten by the aliens." I say and the magic flares down instantly. The breath she was holding is let out and she glares at me.

"Why did you even want the stakes when you could just kill me with your powers?" She asks.

"Because I don't use my magic that way unless I absolutely have too, and between you and me, now that Klaus is a hybrid, it going to take alot more then just my magic to kill him, even if I wanted too. My magic at best in his hyrbid state could possibly lock him away somewhere. Like how you cannot enter the cave because vampires are not allowed, I could lock him in a place like that because he can't enter the place after that." I say with a shrug. She grins.

"Interesting. But you've never killed or hurt him before, why?" She asks.

"Think of it this way, Bekah. Not everything that is dark is evil, and not everything that is light is good." I say softly.

"That makes no sense." She says flatly and I sigh.

"You wouldn't understand something so complex. Let me explain it to you. Klaus started out good. You all did. Whatever starts good will, no matter the circumstances, will go back to being good. Because everyone has felt some form of love, and evil cannot stand love. One of the two will have to back down and leave forever, and love is clearly the superior of the two." I say.

"That's cheesy." She says bluntly.

"Well you've never been in love." I say in annoyance. "So you'd never understand what love is." I finish and she sends me a murderous look but keeps her mouth, remembering our earlier conversation.

"I've loved my brothers and my father and mother." She says indignantly.

"True, but that kind of love cannot always save a person, which is truly disappointing because in many lives it is always your family who loves you more then anyone else." I say with a shrug.

"I don't need a lecture." She says abruptly and turns away.

"Upset because Damon used you?" I ask her softly, making her turn back around.

"How do you know about that?" She asks.

"I'm the supernatural world's mystery seeker, or as you like to call it gossip. I always find out the truths, or already know about them. Sometimes I start mysteries. Sometimes I solve them. But everyone comes to me when they need information." I respond.