The Rescue Mission Saga: Rescue Mission: Zavrina Bennett

Amelia and Emily Bennett

Amelia Bennett was an elderly lady with thick gray curls and a slim curvy body that belied her age. She was a retired history teacher and she spent a lot of time volunteering at the high school where she used to teach. She shared her home with her granddaughter, Emily, a student at Tulane. Amelia had been teaching both her granddaughters, Emily and Zavrina, about magic and being a Bennett witch for the girls' entire lives. When Emily decided to go to Tulane, she took it as the opportunity to learn more about being a witch. Amelia was pleased to have Emily around because she was glad to share her magical knowledge and she was grateful for the roommate.

Amelia loved living in New Orleans, she had been there for many years. She grew up there. The magic pulsated in the air and Amelia enjoyed the feeling. There was just something about the Big Easy. She didn't concern herself with the goings on inside the city when she learned that the current King of the City, Marcel, had put a halt on magic use, she tried a few spells and when no one showed up on her doorstep to demand payment or some nonsense. She went about her business as normal. She would never forget the day Klaus Mikaelson came to her home. Amelia answered the knock to find a handsome and obvious to her, vampire at her door.

" What can I do for ya, Cap?" Amelia asked the stranger.

"I have come to introduce myself and to make your acquaintance," he said.

" Well, who are ya?" she asked curiously.

"Klaus Mikaelson, reigning King of the City," he told her.

"Well now, Cap, I don't be bothering wit what go on down dere in the Quarter," Amelia quickly informed him.

"I am aware. I only just learned that a Bennett witch lived in my city. I came to show my respect and tell you that you have nothing to fear from me," Klaus said.

"What you know bout my family?" Amelia asked intrigued.

"Much, it was one of your ancestors, Ayana, who gave my mother the spell for immortality creating vampires. And more recently I made the acquaintance with one of your relatives from Mystic Falls," he told her.

"Ahh, that'd be Shelia's granddaughter. You was no match for her, I 'spect," Amelia laughed. Klaus smiled briefly but genuinely.

"No, I guess I was not," he agreed.

Amelia was surprised again a few days later when another Mikaelson turned up at her door.

"Hello, madam. I am Elijah Mikaelson. My brother Niklaus informed me that a Bennett witch lived nearby. I hope I am not intruding," Elijah Mikaelson said when Amelia opened the door.

"Well now, two Mikaelsons in one week, how bout dat?" she said with a smile. "What can I help ya wit?" she asked.

"I only wish to visit and maybe chat with you," Elijah said.

"Aight den," Amelia said exiting her home and gesturing for Elijah to sit in a chair on the porch. He showed her Esther's grimoire and allowed her to keep some of the pages that had were spells originated by Ayana to add to her own grimoire which she showed him. When Elijah left Amelia had made a new friend. Both Mikaelson brothers visited her often. They would talk to her about things going on in the war for New Orleans. Amelia would listen and the only advice she would give was to be careful and don't do something to their family that they couldn't take back.

Amelia was in a tutoring session when she felt a strong magical surge. The surge settled into a pulse that was pulling her to Mystic Falls, to Shelia's granddaughter; Amelia was sure of it. She cut her tutoring session short citing illness and moved as fast as she could, which wasn't fast at all, to her car. She rushed home to pack her bag and wait for Emily so they could get to Mystic Falls.