༒ ᴅᴇᴠɪʟꜱ ᴄʀᴇᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ | 2:3༒

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Evenda sat on the couch peacefully drinking Damon's bourbon as she read a book , Stefan had. bored out of her mind she barely got past the first sentence.

Alaric and Damon both walked in talking about Andy the new reporter, and the dagger that can so call kill an Original. Ric nodded his head at the girl and she raised her glass at the two boys.

"Close the book Beyoncé , I have a plan." a smirk formed on his face and she raised her eyebrow at him.

"Is it stupid." she questioned more to Alaric then to Damon. Seeing how the -jet black- haired man is always cocky with his ideas and always thinks they'll work. Damon quickly frowned.

"It's not....the best plan." the history teacher titled his head unable to lie to the beautiful woman, she sighed placing her book down on her lap, downing the rest of her glass. "But what plan is right?"

"All plans need to be perfected, but I can't sit around and let Damon die can I?" she questioned to herself and Damons frown quickly turned upside down forming a smile, walking around the living area he nodded pointing as her.

"So John Gilbert, gave me this to kill Elijah," he unraveled some ancient sword from the cloth around it. Evenda placed her glass on top of the book walking over as Alaric, ddI the same.

"Said, you have to: dip the dagger in the remains of an old white oak tree. That dates back to the Originals, if theirs any truth in that." he explained gliding the knife delicately on his hand, Evenda furrowed her eyebrows if the man -Elijah- was the strongest vampire living what was some metal sword going to do to him.

Walking to Alaric, Damon gave him the sword Evenda quick to follow behind the vampires tail like a little puppy.

"Do you guys think it's like a setup" the oldest in the room questioned looking at the dagger in his hands,.

"It could be, guy's a little weasel, would put anything past him. We can't trust him but we can't give up the opportunity" Damon sighed out.

"So what are you up to today Mr. Saltzmen"

"Well Jenna and I were supposed to go to her family's lake house, but somehow we both got roped into doing this historical society thing at the Lockwoods." Damon's famous smirk appeared on his face again as he thought of one local history nerd that he swore on anyone, would be there.

"We're Elijahs, the quest of honor." the girl sat back in the couch already bored with the history talk.

"Tell me your not going to kill him at the tea party. They're gonna be people everywhere Damon." Alaric tried talking Damon into not doing it but once Damon's mind was set on something there were no going backs.

"No. That would be stupid. Stupid, stupid, stupid." he defended himself Alaric gave him a serious face as then man kept repeating the words.

"I want to know his endgame before Evenda, kills him. I won't be getting my hands dirty" the young girl groaned.

"No. I'm not killing anyone. I just got my nails done." She placed a manicured hand against her chest showing them off as she smiled.  "I'll watch you for safety reasons but other then that no." she shook her head sternly and Damon narrowed his eyes at her.

"Fine. Ill kill him" he corrected himself "plus I think it's time Elijah and I officially met" he exclaimed clapping his hands as if to say 'that's all'.

The two creatures walked in looking around the building for Andy and Elijah "wow so fancy" Evenda spoke holding her hand out politely to the catering man offering her some champagne.