Clara Gilbert was the middle child of the Gilbert family, her older sister Elena and her younger brother Jeremy. Clara was the epitome of the perfect girl, she was a friend to all, a straight A student with a kind hearted spirit.
When she lost her s...
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It's been a few months since Stefan left me after he turned his humanity off. Since I found out I'm a witch who's destined to become the first tribrid and end the supernatural world. Since Jenna died.
"Focus Clara!" Bonnie said sternly and I lost my train of thought.
"I'm trying!" I said trying to focus my magic to the fire.
"Phesmatos incendia..." I said repeatedly and suddenly the fire grew, a lot bigger.
"Ok you can stop now!" Damon said as he came next to me with the fire extinguisher, we found that keeping those around was helpful when practicing my magic. I've grown stronger, I've gained control but when I think about Stefan, I loose it.
"You ok?" Bonnie said as he put a hand on my shoulder. She had been mentoring me for these last months to control my magic and learn more.
"Um yeah, fine" I said still lost in my thoughts and Damon gave me a knowing look. We had grown a lot closer these last months, I was able to see another side to him, he was still an ass and a prick but he was caring to me, he wanted to make sure I was ok. I liked that side of him, it's the only thing that made us friends.
"Ok, break time, we don't need to fry her brain more than it already is" Damon said as he brought me a plate of pancakes with chocolate chips as eyes and a smile, the smile had fangs too.
"I'll be back I'm going to the bathroom" Bonnie said.
"I hate pancakes" I said picking my fork to the blueberry before putting it in my mouth.
"I know" he replied as he smirked and I rolled my eyes.
"Damon?" I asked
"Hm"
"I want to do it" I said and Damon looked at me strangely and concerned.
"Do what...?"
"I want to face Klaus..." I said softly not knowing how he would react.
"That's not happening" Damon said and I knew he said that for Stefan, we had been looking all over for him, but he was nowhere to be found, I started to wonder if he had fled Mystic Falls.
"Uh you guys are aware there's a psychotic 500 year old narcissistic vampire who's in your dungeon screaming to let her out?" Bonnie said sarcastically.
