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Davina closed her eyes tight against the flood of memories of her time spent trapped with the Ancestors who dealt out their brand of punishment for past decisions. The experience of having her soul shredded to nothing one she prayed would never be relived. But at least they could no longer hurt anyone else, the Ancestral Plane was no longer tethered to this world.?

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She drew a calming breath as her eyes opened to look around trying to get her bearings. To clear her mind of all the images threatening to overwhelm her in that moment. It was a battle she waged within herself ever since the first minute she found herself back among the living here in Mystic Falls.?

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Sometimes it was bordering on impossible to keep from worrying for those she cared about. Had Lucien killed them all in his bid to take down the Mikaelsons? The young witch knew that regardless of how much Kol at times hated his brother he'd never walk away when the family needed him neither would Marcel.?

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But there was another side to the story, one that involved anger and uncertainty. She simply couldn't get the question of whether he had supported the decision his sister Freya made in regards to using her as a conduit to access the power of the Ancestors. Maybe she had been wrong in believing Kol cared about her.?

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The brunette continued exploring the property surrounding the Salvatore Boarding House while keeping her guard up. She liked these people but with everything that happened back in New Orleans it was a little hard to be trusting right off the bat. They took her in...gave her a place to stay and even explained a few things. She had to admit the doppelg?nger thing was pretty weird.?

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Speaking of which, she felt a rush of sympathy toward the one called Tatia because of her past with the Mikaelsons. She had to wonder if either brother had even loved the young widow at all. Inclining her head a little while looking up at the sky before starting out of the woods back toward the house.

Elena sat on the couch staring into the fireplace while lightly tapping a pen on the journal laying open in her lap. Her mind seemingly going in a million directions at once there were just so many things she wanted to put onto paper. Writing about what was going on in her life had always been therapeutic. It had gotten her through the deaths of her adoptive parents, all the 'ups and downs' of her relationship with Stefan and even the struggle of life as a vampire. But all of that was behind her now.?

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Last thing she remembered happening before having fallen under what someone had decided to call the 'sleeping beauty' curse was being at Alaric's wedding and being so incredibly happy due to a talk had with Damon about their future before it. Beyond that it was all about saying goodbye to the people she cared about which also involved a few promises being made.?

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Bringing her pen to the blank page as she began to write.?

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'It's difficult to put into words what it feels like to wake up and find five years have gone by. How does one explain being gone for so long? Would anyone else have even noticed? Guess not. But if they did...I could always say something along the lines of needing time away to re-evaluate my life. Then again that sounds a little bit 'midlife crisis' which might come across as overly dramatic.'

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She sighed looking to the fireplace in a moment of quiet contemplation then lowering her gaze starting to move the pen across the page once more.?

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'Maybe it's better just to say that I've been busy...if anyone asks. Most people aren't likely to ask that I elaborate. Keep it simple. Nothing to complicated. But enough about that already.?

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Bonnie kept her promise. She made every moment count. Found love and happiness with Enzo. At least until their dreams for a future together were crushed when he was killed right in front of her. I can only imagine how painful that must have been. I just wish I could have been there for her. During the year following her loss she traveled the world and even found a way of waking me up without anyone having to die. She saved the day.?

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I woke up to find out that Damon had killed Tyler while under the control of a Siren and Stefan sacrificed himself to save Mystic Falls. I can only hope those things haven't seen Damon into another self destructive tailspin. Caroline says that after the memorial he packed up and left town.?

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I'm still trying to wrap my head around the fact that she and Alaric have children. Two little girls to be precise. When I asked them about it they said the Gemini coven cast a spell moving the unborn girls from Jo's womb to hers. While I don't fully understand how something like that is possible I'm glad he didn't lose them too.?

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They tell me that since the final showdown with Katherine things have been quiet...almost normal even up until they found another Petrova doppelg?nger walking down the street dressed like she stepped out of another century into ours. It turns out she died about a thousand years ago...her name is Tatia Petrova.?

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When Caroline first told me about her I remembered hearing that name before. Elijah had mentioned her when he was telling me about his family's past. He and Klaus had both loved Tatia. I have talked to her a few times and her story differed from his. She said it wasn't Esther who killed her...it was Elijah.

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One dead person coming back to life isn't entirely unusual for Mystic Falls. But yesterday Bonnie and I found a young woman who was about our age wandering around the square looking lost and confused. So, we went over to see if there was anything we could do. We talked for a while.?

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Turns out she's a witch named Davina Claire from New Orleans. Someone else who died at the hands of Mikaelson. Even though in her case she says the 'Ancestors' did something to Kol...that he couldn't help it. I was beyond shocked to hear his name since I distinctly remembered his dying but apparently he's been resurrected.?

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Why are the dead coming back to life? Are these two women the only ones? What does it mean?'

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The Road So Far…

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Forty years ago one grief filled night led to a deal being made that would change a family’s destiny in ways no one could have foreseen. A decade later the yellow-eyed man came for a midnight visit to the nursery of a six month old Sam Winchester whose mother would breathe her last agonized breath pinned to the ceiling above his crib. The loss of whom transformed a once doting father into a drill sergeant obsessed with finding the?‘迟丑颈苍驳’?that killed the love of his life.

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From that night on his two sons were raised like warriors without ever having a place to call home as they were dragged from one town to the next as he relentlessly searched for what killed their mother. While the eldest of his two sons embraced the life of a hunter, the younger brother craved a normal life something which led to his running off to Stanford University where for a short time he had that with a young woman named Jessica Moore who he planned to propose to. But someone had other plans for Sam, ones that involved him returning to the life of a hunter, and so, her life came to a tragic end one that mirrored the death of his mother more than twenty years ago.

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However, the Winchesters weren’t the only ones with?‘the family business’?as she had come from a similar background?(one that would provide a grief-stricken mother with the means of bringing an end to the heartache). Within days of the funeral, Amelia Moore paid a midnight visit to the crossroads…this decision quickly became a source of some conflict among family and friends though not quite as much as uncovering the truth about her daughter’s death had.

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It took some time for the Moore family to return to life as it once was though obviously it took serious convincing to persuade Jessica that reuniting with her former love would be a bad idea under the circumstances. Meanwhile out of a desperation for revenge her ex-boyfriend went back to life on the road with his older brother on a quest to find their missing father who both believed held the key to finding the one responsible for the deaths of two loved ones.

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However, the hunt for?‘old yellow eyes’?took a tragic turn once they finally managed to catch up with him as the confrontation ended with one life hanging in the balance. It was this precarious situation that pushed a desperate father to give up the only weapon which could be used against the very one whose actions sent him down this path. Without a word to his youngest son, John Winchester went down into the basement of the hospital where he summoned?‘the yellow eyed son of a bitch’?with whom he struck a deal to save the life of his eldest son.?

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His sacrifice one that allowed his boys to continue the?‘family business’?finishing what he started, though no one could have predicted the twists and turns their journey would take. Just when things were starting to seem even more hopeless when it came to finding and killing?‘old yellow eyes’?the brothers began receiving help from a mysterious woman whose weapon of choice was a strange knife capable of killing demons.

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But until the night when Azazel sent one of his ‘special children’ into an old cemetery, the Winchesters hadn’t known about her being a demon to them she had simply been another hunter whom they added to their short list of allies. She was forced into revealing that part of her identity when she couldn’t accompany the small band of hunters thanks to a rather large devil’s trap formed by the iron railroad tracks which crossed property, but that would hardly be their biggest problem as they soon discovered why the dual nature of The Colt as it also served as a key which opened the devil’s gate found at the heart of the old cemetery. A couple hundred demons escaped from hell during the brief amount of time it took to close the gate and during the commotion?‘old yellow eyes’?managed to give them the slip.

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The events of that night set things in motion, starting with who was among those given a?‘get out of jail free’?card, Eve, the?*very*?first demon in existence. For the next five years finding a way of keeping his brother from going to hell would become something of an obsession for Sam despite Dean’s insistence that they focus all their energy on finding the?‘yellow eyed son of a bitch’?who killed their parents and Jessica and doing the same to him.?

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On the night his bill came due things could have played out a bit differently had the Winchesters done as Ruby suggested instead of stubbornly insisting on doing things as their father would have done. His grisly demise might very well have been avoided had Dean allowed his?‘little brother’?to learn how to use his?‘god given’?powers to put an end to Eve once and for all.

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During the months that followed, Sam must have tried a couple dozen times to strike a deal at the crossroads, though not a single demon was willing to accept his offer. One even going so far as to inform him they had everything exactly where they wanted it. Which, of course, lead to a good old fashioned?‘kill the messenger’?moment. When his last attempt failed he went back on the road, reluctantly agreeing to allow Jo Harvelle to accompany him on his single-minded mission of revenge. But he would later admit that if hadn’t been for her and a certain?‘fallen angel’?who continued offering her assistance knocking some sense into him that self-destruction would have been his downfall.

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Though a few months down the road the two hunters lost a certain?‘ace up their sleeve’?when Gordon Walker return to a newly reconstructed roadhouse and discovered a demon in their midst. He along with a few of his buddies set a trap, one that resulted in her death though it would not be quick considering the previously mentioned hunter’s desire to get in a few hours of torture first. During which he’d called Sam, who was none too pleased to hear what was going on, but unfortunately he and Jo arrived too late.

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Soon after a fight broke out, one that ended with the recovery of Ruby’s knife and phone call being placed to the local authorities who arrived on the scene to discover what appeared to be the death of an innocent young woman at the hands of some?‘satanic cult’. Upon further examination of the crime scene they found evidence left behind to steer them towards her killers.

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Almost six months later the hunters were at the roadhouse when a young woman named Jenica Dracul came walking through the door. Thanks to one long conversation had in the first few months following the death of his brother, Sam remembered that having been the name mentioned when Ruby had talked about who she was before going to hell.

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Our story picks up with two years having gone by since the death of Dean Winchester, on the day of his resurrection. We will be using each series as a reference guide, picking and choosing which events we wish to play out here in ‘At The Crossroads’. Some aspects from The Vampire Diaries will be incorporated?(not its characters though)?given I prefer their take on vampires, witches, and werewolves to that of Supernatural.?

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Essentially our game is the beginning of Sleepy Hollow?(first episode)?and a rather?AU?season nine of Supernatural.

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·? ? ? ? ?*?The Winchesters being the vessels of Michael and Lucifer.

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Eve strolled through the cemetery with a look of contentment after having seen to the removal of a potential thorn in her side. Now there was only the responsible parties for his 'get out of jail free' card to be dealt with. But in the meantime she would work toward getting things back on track as hopefully nothing was hindering Azazel in his search to find suitable candidates for the mantles of War...Pestilence...and Famine.?

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Of course, there was also the matter of finding the Witnesses BEFORE they uncovered their destiny as the pair would likely prove a far greater pain in the ass than the Winchesters had. It was unfortunate that Dean was unwilling or perhaps unable to answer any questions about them or Washington's bible as the latter might contain a few answers. Oh well.

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She looked almost angelic dressed in a sleeveless white dress that reached down to her ankles. It had been easy enough to lure him away from the others given how restless and even frustrated the elder Winchester was. Perhaps if he shared a room with the young brunette it wouldn't have been nearly as easy to take Dean out of play.

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Rudolph Yerbler once thought that humans lives were filled with coincidences and mistakes, his own birth included. Then combining practical education, of torture applied to him, and theoretical, when he elected to study the history of the Crossroads, he came to the conclusion that his earlier understanding of randomness was utterly mistaken. Choices made through passion, and those in repose, those away from a bargain as well as those towards it, they could be many things, but not usually random.

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So in the past, he would have found this to be an ironic?coincidence,?but now he saw the greater pattern, even if the precise nature of it was hidden from him.?It was?that woman, Madeline Dubois, who wasn't even a witch but was strongly attuned to the element of earth with her psychic powers who made Rudolph consider the import of the forces driving him. Madeline was a strong sender and could, usually unintentionally and?sometimes at will, contribute to earthquakes, for what she saw as valid reasons, but were actually empty justifications. Rudolph has been cultivating their relationship, directly and otherwise, for years, and now, the final moment has come. She has made the plunge and was intending on making a deal, as was evident from the?urgency in her summoning.

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At that very precise moment when his earlier spell began to bloom and?his mentor returned. It was ironic, and once, Rudolph could have been flustered by the ill timed coincidence, but now he knew more, and chose to carefully address the situation instead, using the benefit of Crowley's position. "Sir, seems like the cloaking presence is now gone, the spell is ready to enact itself. But Sir, at the same time, I am being summoned to do my business for the Crossroads. So if you need my services further to?help you with the couple, I will need to be excused from the summoning, which only you can do as the King of the Crossroads. If you wish me to?leave you?to your affairs, you should now have the ruling power over the spell, otherwise, please, cancel the summoning using your position, because I am not able to resist it much longer myself..." Rudolph politely offered, accepting?either outcome with equanimity.

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Once it may have been harder for him to do. He would have been tempted to prove something, follow up on the bargain then return and complete the spell. but now that he could see the higher principles in action instead, it became easier for him to let fate decide for him, or rather?let Crowley decide as the purveyor of fate. the cunning demon likely saw more than him ahead anyway and would make a better decision than Rudolph would have , if left to his own devices.

Rudolph Yerbler was not precisely sure how low any senior demon would stoop so as to undermine his peers. Then again, Crowley being the most devious of them, Yerbler supposed he would be the one to gauge their responses correctly. There was something near by instead that bothered him, and when he bid his mentor farewell with "thank you sir," Rudolph realized what he has been doing.?While working on his spell, weaving together the now and the later, placing the correct glyphs and gathering some power behind them, he instinctively began tapping his finger on Crowley's desk.

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It was still barely noticeable when?the Lord of the Crossroads graced him with his presence, but began to really irritate him now, that Crowley was gone. It was him doing the tapping, presumably of his own volition, without any spells?cast around him. And yet,?the disturbing thing about such an innocuous seeming habit was its origins. The last time Rudolph remembered?observing it, was when Belial was occupied, deciding how to best break his disciples. Rudolph found it unnerving then,?as well as now, and began considering the lyrics of the song cautiously. Who the preacher man was alluded to in this instance, he was not sure, possibly Belial?himself, but going back home was instinctive enough. Images of the lovely and innocent looking Salome, with the piercing blue eyes, filled his heart. He did not know the girl truly, but she served to focus his attention away from his own tapping, which he mysteriously could not stop.

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Concentrating on the image of the youthful demon girl, Rudolph finally drew the glyph of exclusion all around him and noticed how the tapping stopped, almost of its own accord. "No more distractions," Rudolph muttered?towards no one in particular and his voice sounded pleasantly determined to his own ears. It was a good time too, because the magical spell visibly began to brew, something was happening and Crowley would soon need to be summoned back, the blonde demon decided without much enthusiasm, worried?that he would be interrupting something important his superior could be doing. ? ??