Heretic, #Stefan Salvatore Story#

Crying wolf (2 × 14)

Elena had gone to the lake house with Stefan for a few days as a romantic getaway and Jeremy was spending the day at the grill with Bonnie so Godrick had the house to himself for the until he had to leave for the Historical Society's Tea Party at the Lockwood's and the Gilbert boy was honestly bored.

He needed a werewolf for his plan to work but he couldn't take one while they were all holed up in the forest. He could take on a few wolfs easy, but an entire pack out for blood, no thank you. So, he had to wait for the opportune moment.

Katherine was stuck in the tomb patiently waiting to be sacrificed. He just needed to wait for Klaus to get here and then he give her as a bargaining gift for the Original. He can kill the girl he'd been hunting for half a millennia and in exchange he would leave the good citizens of Mystic Falls to their peaceful ignorant lives.

Elijah was a variable he hadn't accounted for when he started his plan, but he had found and easy work around all things considered. His presence was inconsequential. The vampire was strong, but no one is all powerful, even a thousand-year-old Original vampire has a weakness, and he knew what it was. He just had to wait for John to do what he was send here to do. What had the world come to, that a seventeen-year-old could play chess with the lives of fully grown adults. Then again, who could blame him; they were all incapable idiots in need of a guiding hand. His just happened to be the one to push them.

He had the spell he needed to make sure things end the way he wants them to, and all his pawns were in place, but all his preparations were to be put on hold until he got his werewolf but he couldn't do that yet. He needed to wait so he was back to being 'bored' on his living room couch eating crackers and watching cartoons.

I know what you're thinking, why doesn't he try to use all his free time to do something productive? Well, here is the answer. Since he has woken up this morning Godrick as cleaned his room, done his homework, which he does not do often, did inventory of his all his guns and supernatural related supplies, the quantity of which was retrospectively frightening, learned all the spells he had written down from Emily's grimoire, and sadly there wasn't many, and now he found himself with nothing to do.

His general apathy was problematic sometimes. It's not that he lacked motivation to do things, it's that most things bored him too much to put any effort in and he had learned a long time ago that the only things that really held his attention were people, and magic. Even then only a selected few fit the criteria, and strangely enough, they all had a place in the supernatural world one way or another. It was like he was incapable of making friends who did not have some sort of connection with it, however distant. Sometimes the universe was just beautifully ironic that way.

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Godrick was with his aunt at the Lockwood's party drinking a cup of tea when Jenna looked towards the entrance with a frown before walking to it, her nephew on her heals.

"Damon, what are you doing here."

The vampire offered the Summers woman a charming smile and was about to answer with something sickeningly sardonic and heavy with references to the monster population of the town that would fly over her head when Andie Star, a news reporter and friend of Jenna's walked up to him with a notepad in hand a happy smile on her face.

"Hi. You came."

Surprisingly she was talking to Damon and the Salvatore man smiled back at her lovingly. It was so fake Godrick wondered if it hurt. He hoped it did.

"Hi."

The vampire leaned forward and pecked his supposed girlfriend lightly on the lips before turning to face the two astonished spectators. Well one was astonished other had a more disinterested but judgmental look on his face. Really, could the immortal be more obvious.