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CHAPTER FOUR
WITH A drink placed in between her dainty fingers, Kristina sipped from the glass as she watched the Salvatore brothers absentmindedly bring in the deceased hunters belongings. The glass stayed rested in front of her lips as she tapped its edges, thinking about the events that had recently occurred in her life.
"So what is all this?" Stefan asked with an arm folded and the other inspecting the hunters stake.
Damon entered the room with another box in his arms "Some personal items that I snaked from the vampire hunters RV." He kissed his hand and held it up to the sky mockingly "May he rest in peace. I'm searching for a supernatural handbook."
"You know for a fact he was supernatural?" Stefan questioned.
"Definitely wasn't natural. The guy magically appears just as someone blows up the entire founders' council, covered in a tattoo that only Jeremy Gilbert, of all the people in the world, seems to be able to see." Damon sighed "Klaus mentioned something about him being one of the five. And then he kamikazes himself with explosives. Seem natural to you?"
The two brothers glanced to Kristina who was lost in thought, noticing the quietness which was unlike her. Usually she would have a snarky comment lined up for these type of situations but all they heard was silence. They frowned knowing something was up "You good, Wolfie?" Damon asked, raising a brow.
Kristina snapped her head up as she hummed "Yeah, yeah course I am." Kristina lied, she stood up and walked over to the table where the others were stood, hands on her hips as she put on a front persona, acting as if she knew what they were talking about "Carry on with what you were saying."
The brothers hesitated before Stefan spoke up again "What's the five?"
"That's what I'm hoping is in the first chapter of the handbook." Damon's cell phone rang "Liz Forbes, my favourite sheriff. What? That's...concerning. Keep me posted."
Kristina frowned "What was that all about?" Damon turned silent.
"You're not going to tell us?" Stefan joined.
Damon continued to search the hunters stuff in the box "I can't tell you, Stefan. It's private. We're in a fight."
"You're in a fight." Stefan snapped "I'm not in a fight. I'm over it. I've been over it."
Kristina rubbed her temples. Damon narrowed his eyes "You're not still mad at me about Elena?"
"You let her feed on you. I'm always going to be mad at you. But we're not in a fight." Stefan quoted with his fingers.
