Jamari ↠ Damon Salvatore

five

"With your faith, you can endure anything."

five; the gang

Standing behind the couch Jamari's eyes scans the group of teenagers in front of her, a subtle frown on her lips she shifts her stance her posture tense.

"So you're immortal?"

The dark skinned woman looks to the perky blonde. "You are correct, I was created by a man that goes by Asedoneous."

"How old are you exactly?"

"In human years or immortal years?"

"Both."

Jamari clears her throat tossing a piece of her hair back. "I was 22 when Asedoneous found me, I am 1650 years old."

"So why do you want to help us?" A young girl inquires her green eyes piercing the elder woman.

Jamari sighs. "I have seen three generations of doppelganger become a victim to the ritual for Niklaus. You have done nothing of ill intent that I am aware of, I only wish to prevent an innocent girl from suffering a cruel fate for the mere fact that she is supernatural."

"I sense magic on you, strong magic that I have only sensed on the Bennett line."

Jamari smiles softly a huff escaping her. "I was educated on magic by my mother and a Bennett witch in my village when I was a human. I, unfortunately, lost access when I was made immortal."

The young girl gasps. "You know of the Bennett's?"

"I do Bonnie, I was asked by her to watch over the ancestry whenever I came into contact with them."

"How do you know my name?"

"I know about all of you, along with your names."

She looks next to Bonnie. "Caroline."

She then looks to the young boy sitting next to her, they share a resemblance- she notes- taking in both their blonde hair and blue eyes, though his eyes were brighter than hers.

"Matthew, and Jeremy." She states looking to the brunette.

She notes the look on their faces. "No need to look alarmed, I have not been watching you if that is what you all believe."

"It's kind of creepy that you know all of our names."

She shrugs. "I agree, a name can be a powerful thing. However, I only have knowledge of your names because Niklaus has knowledge of your names. I have an ally keeping tabs on him for me."

Caroline stands. "He knows about us? All of us?"

"He does indeed Ms. Forbes, that is part of the reason I have come. Immortals are not vulnerable to many things so if a fight between you and Niklaus were to occur I can defend you."

"You would defend is against Klaus and you barely know us?"

She looks at Stefan. "Yes, I will. I do not want the same thing that happened to Katerina to happen to you."

"What do you mean?"

"Katerina escaped the ritual but not with her mortal life."

"You mean that's how she became a vampire?"

"Yes, Elena."

Damon scoffs his signature glass of bourbon in hand. "You expect us to have sympathy for her?"

Jamari shakes her head crossing her legs as she is now sitting on the arm of the couch.

"I never expected you too, nor does Katerina I assume. You truly have no idea what she has endured and she had come out the other side stronger. I have heard stories of what she has done to you and your brother and I am not saying that it is right. But it seems like you have made the most of it."

Damon rolls his eyes while Caroline frowns.

"She killed me."

Jamari stands and sighs. "I cannot defend Katerina's actions, but everything she does as a purpose even if it morally questionable."

"I literally died."

Jamari shrugs. "Almost everyone in this room is supernatural."

"What do you mean?"

"Ms. Bennett is a witch, Ms. Forbes is a vampire, Stefan and Damon are vampires, and Ms. Gilbert is a doppelganger."

"What about me?"

She looks to the blonde. "You Mr. Donovan seem to be the only human amongst the group."

She pauses for a moment. "You should consider yourself lucky."

"Lucky isn't the word I would use."

"Having your mortal life stripped from you is not something that many wish for, it is a burden that we must carry for the rest of our unnatural lives. That is why in many cultures it is considered a sin."

Damon looks at her for a moment. "You seem to be making the most of it."

She nods. "I've had a millennia to come to terms with my curse. However I am still repenting for it to this day, I can only hope that when I breathe my final breath that I am welcomed into the arms of my God."

"Don't tell me that you are one of these bible thumpers, you should go preach to someone that has faith."

Damon pauses gesturing to his brother. "Stefan is right there."

Jamari narrows her eyes. "Faith is the only thing that has gotten me through, you have no idea what I have endured."

Damon rolls his eyes. "I just don't know how you can believe in a sandal, robe wearing hippie in the sky. If God was real he would have spared us from this curse."

Jamari looks at the raven haired vampire fir a moment seeing pain in his eyes. "He places no burden on us that we cannot handle. Whatever hell you have endured it was a test to prove your worthiness."

Damon scoffs downing the last of his bourbon. "The only person that has to believe I am worthy us me. I couldn't care less about anyone else."

Jamari frowns her mind fleeting back to the man that she once shared a child with his words seemingly similar to the eldest Salvatores.

"You just have to open your faith, the rest will come."

The room falls silent the conversation seemingly paused by the last statement. Damon looks to the woman his mind shifting at her words.

"And I suppose you would open my mind?"

She narrows her eyes slightly as his tone, sensing the sarcasm and disbelief, standing and crossing her arms she speaks, "If you would like me to. But I have no intention on forcing my faith upon you-"

She glances to the group. "-or any of you, I am merely sharing my beliefs. To help you see that maybe this burden isn't the end all."

Damon sighs placing his glass down on the side table standing. "Well, I guess we'll have to see."

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