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“She said it was nature’s way of maintaining the balance…” Elena thought about saying more but until she remembered that conversation a bit more clearly she left it at that for now. Magic was more Bonnie's field of expertise than hers. Plus there were far more pressing issues to be considered like whether he was merely stating facts or posing a threat.?
It was difficult to say given his demeanor and her lack of familiarity with the man but she did hope that he was indeed an honorable sort as it increased the odds of her walking away from this with her life when all was said and done. Casting a quick glance out the window she took an uneasy breath as she carefully considered her predicament.?
“Bonnie isn't the sort to go looking for a fight so as long as she knows that I’m alright and there isn't liable to be a body count…odds are that she’ll play nice. She wouldn't have any reason not to. Plus…” Carefully looking over at him again. “If you’re truly hoping to scare Damon into behaving it couldn't hurt having the witch he’d go to for help in on it.”
She decided to attempt a change in subject as she didn't want to make things any more tense than necessary. “Dare I ask what ‘fun’ we might be having?” Of course, there were all the sightseeing options and probably several places to go dancing but her definition of fun and his were likely quite different.
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"I;f this witch will help I am open to her being in on it. If anyone dies, it can be just Damon for threatening my father's people. If no one has to die including him, I do not object. Those are the 2 likely options. I am being honest with you. The last and most unfortunate option would only happen if your friends did not respect the fact that Damon misstepped and deserves what he gets. Up to him if that is a chastisement or death. If this is seen fairly and logically understood everyone is fine. If your friend opts to defend him anyway, the battlefield will be formed and it will be bloody. You seem like a nice girl, Elena and I don't want to kill you if I don't have to. And i won't have to if your friend agrees with my points. If I feel she will retaliate...well no one can be left alive to retaliate in such a situation. So many choices and rarely people make the right one so with all that in mind, I shall leave this call to you and your life, at least partly in your own hands."
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Mihnea saw himself as more than reasonable in this, for it could've had several different outcomes. Many did not often agree, however, but those were dead and his family was not so he considered that point made.
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When she asked what his idea of fun was he flashed a smile.?
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"Fun is multi layered really. But I'm amenable to whatever you'd like...Dinner, dancing, shopping...Whatever you wish."
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I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed.
I get along with the voices inside of my head.
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Elena could scarcely recall a time when she'd felt more conflicted. It would be impossible to choose who to protect. Damon or Bonnie? The loss of each was something she had already experienced at least once. It was a pain she simply didn't know if she could go through again. What could she do to prevent it? As her thoughts raced that kept circling back around to the same conclusion but she didn't know how, or even if it was possible, to get him to flip his switch again.
It was a topic of conversation she very much wished to abandon for a time as the feeling of helplessness and being on the verge of having another grave to mourn threatened her every effort to hold it together. She was relieved when he'd gone for a change in subject. “You actually go dancing? Like without threats of bodily harm to convince you?”?
The last part hadn't been entirely serious but she did recall having to just about twist Stefan's arm when it came to dancing while with Damon it had never been difficult. She was looking over at him with mild curiosity as she couldn't quite tell who he’d be more like when it came to that or whether she'd be left to her own devices. Though she very much doubted the last part.
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Mihnea laughed.
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"Well dancing tends?to help me get the ladies," he said to Elena's surprise on the matter.
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"Look," he said, expression becoming suddenly more serious.
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"I truly am sorry for you being caught in the middle of this," he told her, voice softening a bit.
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"But my family didn't survive for as long as it has by my father or I being soft. We just can't afford it. So if you work with me to make sure all this straightens out, we can do it. If you try to turn against me, everyone dies. EVERYONE," he concluded, annunciation as he met her gaze.
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Once again he was not blustering or threatening. he was merely speaking a fact of truth.
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Frowning he glanced out the window.
"I don't know what that switch flipping is about but I think it's very dangerous and should be gotten rid of if at all possible. I think for our kind to be even close to that we'd have to starve ourselves."
He shrugged, giving his head a slight shake.
"And still it's not really the same."
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I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed.
I get along with the voices inside of my head.
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Elena looked over at him with a smile on her face in spite of lingering concerns. It helped when the mood was lighter to forget about the stakes and having been kidnapped. At least for the time being though it was always in the back of her mind. “So, it's all about the ladies?” She mused able to picture that being a reason Damon would have given.
As the conversation shifted her gaze dropped though she followed what was being said. She could appreciate the sentiment behind his words when an apology had been offered and it did leave her contemplating everything else. “I had the chance to ‘save’ myself..I could have taken Katherine's blood when she offered it to me then spent the rest of my life running but…it would have meant death to everyone I love.”?
Here she turned her head to look at him hoping her words were taken as the reassurance she'd intended them to be. If the choice was between her own life and that of everyone she cared about…she'd save them EVERY single time. “So, if helping with this keeps them safe…”
She tried to think of the best way of explaining what it was like to just shut it all off and it wasn't an easy thing to explain to someone who had never experienced it. “Basically…it's taking the ‘easy’ way out. Most who flip their switch do it to avoid feeling the pain of loss or the guilt of taking a life. I did it when my brother died…it was something Damon used the sire bond to get me to do because he couldn't reach me any other way.”
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"I understand what? this flip of the switch does," Mihnea replied thoughtfully.
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"Simply not the exact mechanism of how it is done. I can only speculate it is another small difference in the 2 vampiric races."
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He gave? a small chuckle.
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"It is a thing that would fascinate my mother but for me it is only? mild curiosity. I understand how some could consider it a blessing but for me it would be a danger even to oneself."
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When she spoke of sacrificing herself for her friends he nodded.
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"Well in this case at least that makes you a smart girl. No one will get hurt and if anyone does it will only be Damon, who appears to deserve it. Keep your head on your shoulders as it is now and you and your wise friends shall all be safe," he said, giving her a not unkind smile of amusement as his green eyes lightened.
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Sighing he glanced out of the window again.
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"As it is, I am sure you and I both had better things to do so this Damon is a pain in the? ass. We can at least try to enjoy our enforced vacation," he added optimistically.
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He frowned as a thought occurred to him.
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"As you are now...cured, it is a pity you and Damon are no longer linked. It would make things so much easier," he sighed.
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"Perhaps you can get a message to him that you are now removed because? he attacked the pets of a vampire king. Now could be a good time for that."
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His tone turned cold and matter of fact, though not directed to Elena herself but more toward the pain in the ass?situation Damon had caused for himself.
I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed.
I get along with the voices inside of my head.
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“I don't think there's anyone who could explain exactly how it works. I sure couldn't and it's something I experienced firsthand.” Elena wished she could be of more help providing answers about the humanity switch, but it was simply one of those things that seemed to defy explanation. To some a thing that would be a source of intrigue and others might find it maddening.
“Or drive her mad.” She replied with a slight shrug, knowing that sometimes when a person became too obsessed with finding answers it usually took a toll on their sanity. “Or not. It's hard to say. I mean, I guess it depends on how well she handles not being able to solve life's puzzles.”
Then with a faraway look in her eyes she brought up the past again. “It is…a danger. I never enjoyed taking a life, but…when I flipped the switch…I killed without remorse.” Damon had always tried to get her to accept that part of her nature as a vampire but her compassion always prevented it.
The thought of ‘giving up’ on the man she loved was an idea she struggled with, but she would be unable to live with herself if a choice made to save or even avenge him got everyone else she cared for killed in the process. Of course, there was a chance they would be successful, but the possibility of failure worried her far too much.?
She shook her head slightly. “The only plans I had for the evening were reading the journals my friends kept so that I would know what all I missed during the five years I spent asleep. Not the most exciting way of spending my time but…there is so much I missed.” Even though it was something she'd asked them to do it still filled her with a sadness when she read their words.
She looked thoughtful a moment then turned to him. “I have an idea that might work just as well.” As she spoke she typed out two separate texts both of which she showed him awaiting his approval before hitting send on each. While the first contained a brief explanation of what was going on and of how Bonnie could be of help the other was simply precisely what Mihnea suggested that Damon be told.
With that done she waited to hear back from each of the recipients, not at all surprised at how quickly Bonnie responded. She unconsciously held her breath as she opened the text from her friend which read.?
//Are you okay?//
//Damon ditched his phone. But I have a way I might be able to relay the message to him.//
//How do you know this guy won't kill you anyway?//
She sat quietly reading the series of texts that were popping up on her phone then responded with.?
//I am. What? How?//
The brunette sat anxiously waiting on answers and was glad to not be kept waiting long as her imagination was beginning to run wild at the possibilities.?
//Do you remember when Rose kidnapped you?//
She breathed a bit easier at the recollection of how her friend had gotten word to her that the Salvatore brothers were coming for her. Deciding to respond to the witch’s previous question.?
//Because…he seems honorable.//
She made no attempt at hiding the screen if he chose to read along.?
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Mihnea chuckled.
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"Oh Mom never fixates on anything to the point of madness or at all really. She enjoys learning and studying and has a quick mind. She would be more pressed if she felt it was important to our safety but she's more relaxed about things than obsessive," he concluded in mild amusement.
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"She just finds the different types of vampires fascinating. Surely we have main characteristics in common but the different breads does interest her a bit more than it does me. If the different characteristics aren't useful to me directly or a threat to me directly I could care less," he shrugged.
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Expression turning thoughtful he added,"I do wonder if this flipping the switch makes them a little mad."
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Mihnea read the texts and replies silently when they were presented to him. He frowned in concern but said nothing. If Rasputin had to set his demon to eating the souls of some witches it'd make a happy well fed demon and wouldn't trouble Mihnea's sleep at night. If the witch played along, perhaps he could make more friends and allies.?
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"It is entirely up to you and your friends if you survive. I am completely honest about this," he told Elena, accent becoming more thick as his concentration slipped.
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"I only react with violence if I believe I am being crossed. Tell her this is you wish."
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He shrugged again, gesture careless as he glanced out of the window.
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"It appears we shall be landing soon," he observed.
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I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed.
I get along with the voices inside of my head.
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Elena became momentarily distracted by the ever growing number of questions as to how one might get Damon to turn his humanity back on. It had, after all, been no easy feat when hers had been off following the death of her own brother. In her case, it was watching as Matt’s neck was snapped that had been the trigger. Quietly shaking it off as her focus returned to the conversation at hand. “I don't think that anyone I’ve ever known as taken it to that extreme either.”
She tried to remain relaxed as there was no reason as of yet to fly into a panic or obsess over plans of escape. “If I feel like someone's hiding something from me then I have a tendency to keep digging until I find out what it is. Like with Stefan who was being all ‘mystery man’ at first and all these strange things kept happening. It was how I found out about vampires.”
The discovery of there being other kinds of vampires made her curious mostly because no one had ever mentioned them before. Which was surprising. But she said nothing on the subject as the conversation seemed to circle back around to the ‘humanity switch’.
“I suppose it could be a ‘Jekyll and Hyde’ sort of thing where eventually it gets harder, if not impossible, to turn one’s humanity back on which could perhaps bring on a sense of madness. I don't know.” It honestly surprised her that she'd never heard either of the Salvatore brothers draw that comparison or even really thought of it that way herself until now. It seemed a fitting enough description of it though she didn't know whether any vampire had ever gone made as a result.
She exchanged a series of texts with her friend who while concerned seemed agreeable and even asked about the role she was expected to play in all of this. While her eyes remained on the screen the brunette opted to elaborate on what Bonnie had made a reference to in case he thought it some sort of code.?
“These two vampires who were looking to buy their freedom kidnapped me with the intention of handing me over to Klaus because of past mistakes with my ancestor. But anyway, she wanted to let me know that Stefan and Damon were coming for me so she used this spell that made a note from her appear in my pocket. It's, I think, what she means to do to get to word to Damon.”
Checking her phone once more she added. “Bonnie says she’ll help.”
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Mihnea scoffed at Elena's Jekyll and Hyde reference, opening his mouth to tell her how the movies got it wrong, then snapped it shut again as a thought struck him.
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"Wait...Jekyll...Well that was all about Victorian British suppression, and trust me my mom suffered from that as well, though she had an out eventually when she was far younger than the not so good and very suppressed doctor Jekyll. My point and my concern is this about your switch flipping. Jekyll did what he wanted to do when he took that potion. What he wanted to do yet thanks to Victorian British suppression, was always too frightened to actually act on due to very real and certain consequences. If this does work thee same way what if this switch of yours merely allows vampires to do whatever the hell they really want to do in the first place?"
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Mihnea nodded when Elena explained how Bonnie would help and how she got the note to Damon.
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"Her magic is interesting," he mused.
"Not the same as my father's gypsies or Rasputin's either for that matter...but different is good and lends more options."
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And if hers was different, if the shit hit the fan, she'd not likely know what his father's witches or Rasputin could do either. Good all around. Though he hoped things didn't turn to shit. If this stupid Damon character could just be knocked back into line and to himself again...though his earlier concern tugged at the corners of his mind. What if this switch flipping merely allowed them to do whatever? they deep down wanted to do and simply not to have the conflict of fear or guilt that humans and even vampires loved so much.
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I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed.
I get along with the voices inside of my head.
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“It's a little like that with the exception that it strips away everything that makes you who are. I guess, would be the best way of putting it. I mean,” Elena was never fond of revisiting those times when she'd flipped her switch as she shuddered to think what she'd done to the people she cared about. “When I turned it all off…”
For now, she would leave out that it was something Damon had gotten her to do by invoking the sire bond. It wasn't as if she didn't understand his reasons for doing so or remember how overwhelming that sense of grief had been when she'd finally accepted her brother's death (because she did). “I attacked my friends…I almost killed Bonnie.”
The only thing stopping her was her friend's magic and being locked up by the Salvatore brothers. There was a flicker of sadness as she remembered that moment when she watched as Matt’s neck was snapped because she'd refused to flip her switch.
“There was a time when she practiced something called ‘Expression’ which to my understanding was dark magic. Not really clear on that though.” Her thoughts drifted to the elder Salvatore brother and the message Stefan had asked that she pass along but then she very much doubted he’d factored in the possibility of his big brother shuttling it all off when he'd died in his place.?
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"Ah,"Mihnea said, leaning forward in interest.
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"I am perhaps beginning to understand this strange switch flipping. You are saying if mine was flipped, I could hear my mother with no regret, yes? But why would I do such a thing in that case? Would she have to challenge, am I simply board, am I compelled by something?"
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He sounded intrigued and nearly excited which was how he felt to have finally begun to comprehend what was becoming such a foreign concept yet his brain? still craved picking it apart. Understanding it and what made it happen, perhaps even discovering more about the differences of these vampires and for the moment this Damon's state of mind right now as he planned to use it.
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I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed.
I get along with the voices inside of my head.
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“Basically, yes.” Elena was hesitant to say more on the matter but without anything else to serve as a distraction she needed this conversation. There for a moment her thoughts returned to Damon quietly wondering whether her friend was able to get a message to him. Pushing those thoughts aside she forced herself to focus on the here and now.
“Mostly…it's boredom that motivates your actions if you shut it all off or in some cases it's about stopping someone who wants you to turn your emotions back on.” She shuddered lightly at the memory of the waitress she'd killed just to make the Salvatore brothers stop trying to her to do just that. It was but one of many things she'd been forced to live with.
“But there's always the risk that her death would be your trigger…that one thing that brings everything rushing back. All the pain…or guilt that made you want to shut it all off in the first place.” Stefan's words echoing inside her mind about focusing on a single emotion, whatever it was that made you strong when it all came flooding in again.?
“When I…” She started not quite sure how to finish the thought so she started over, collecting her thoughts. “The night I did…I was starving…they had only been giving me enough to keep me from desiccating and I found Matt. I didn't know what Damon had planned when he and his brother found us.”
There was a distant look in her eyes as she paused, seemingly forgetting about their conversation there for a second. Shaking her head slightly as she appeared to snap out of it again. “He grabbed Matt…told me that he'd snap his neck right in front of me if I didn't flip my switch. I didn't care so…I said go ahead. He did and seeing one of my oldest friends die….brought it all back.”
It was one of several memories she could live without but she'd learned her lesson when it came to letting a vampire compel her to forget something simply because it was too painful. A choice that had almost kept her and Damon apart when he'd come back.?
“Lucky for us, Matt was wearing a ring that protected him against death by supernatural means so he came back to life.”
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"Now that's an impressive ring," Mihnea said, distracted by the idea of a ring that could protect from a supernatural death.
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"How common are those? And do they protect supernatural as well? Or just humans?"
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He thought he was beginning to understand the switch flipping thing as well. It could be done voluntarily or prompted by something that engendered strong emotions.
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"The switching seems a form of self hypnosis. The manner in which we can mind fuck mortals turned inward as it were. Interesting."
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It was nice to understand and not be so perplexed. Of course he was dealing with different vampires so they may have varying abilities, but he still would at least like to be able to comprehend them.
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Glancing out the window he said,"Nearly there it seems."
This f;light wasn't a particularly long one at least.
I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed.
I get along with the voices inside of my head.
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“They were spelled by Bonnie's ancestor back in the 1800s.” Elena still lived with the memory of what dying once too often while wearing one of those rings had done to Alaric. People had gotten hurt or worse as a result. But maybe it didn't always have to end that way…or would it always because of the sense of ‘invincibility’ it bestowed on the wearer making them far more reckless.
“The two rings that are in existence only protect humans. I don't know if it's possible that one could be created that would protect the supernatural.” She drew a breath as she thought of what she remembered of them. “I never put it to the test for obvious reasons but I am reasonably certain that being a doppelg?nger they wouldn't protect me either.”
She shrugged. “It might all boil down to that.” It couldn't be ruled out that it was a form of hypnosis turned inward as she doubted anyone, even the Mikaelsons fully understood it. “To me…it just seems like it's taking the easy way out and I know that sounds considering what I did but…” It went without saying her situation had been a little different as the choice hadn't been hers to make.
Her eyes moved to the window instinctively at the mention of almost being there. It was strange how the idea could be exciting while at the same time managing to frighten her. Maybe it was not knowing how this would all turn out or whether she was mistaken in trusting the word of her kidnapper. “I always thought if I ever got to travel it would be with Damon.”
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"You love this Damon very much then," Mihnea asked, a touch of sympathy in his tone.
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That wouldn't stop him from rocking it if necessary but still.
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He nodded in satisfaction, having perhaps discovered the way of the off switch as it were in these vampires. The rings were interesting, though.
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"Those rings could be useful for human servants," he said as the aircraft began to descend.
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"How does being this Doppleganger make you immune from the protection this ring would afford a mortal, though? Are you not still mortal even if people are born to look like you throughout the generations? Are you certain it's not past lives as with my mother? She? looks so like her former self, Ilona. I recognized her right away when father brought her home. He didn't even need to tell me, though I had no idea how she could be with us. I still knew who she was."
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I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed.
I get along with the voices inside of my head.
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“Yes…” Elena felt reluctant to allow herself to dwell too much on memories of their time together. If she did, then she risked being reduced to tears. It wasn't because she found them upsetting or anything. It was just…well…the fear of it being over. He’d always been there for her, even when Stefan hadn't been. “I do. It's just…”
She didn't talk much about her concerns, at least, not since she ‘woke up’. It had seemed somehow selfish with all everyone else had lost while she was sleeping. Bonnie had lost Enzo. Caroline lost Stefan. Alaric lost Jo. Everyone lost Tyler. “for me…it feels like only a week or so ago. But for him…it's been five years.”
Exhaling slowly to keep herself from becoming too emotional, something a fortunate shift in topics made more easily done. “Only problem with the rings is…the more someone dies while wearing it they go mad…as in homicidally so. It's almost like they either develop an alter ego or maybe it just gives their darker selves the reigns. I don't know. We went through it with Ric.”
“Doppelg?ngers are supernaturally recurring so…that leaves me out.” She gave a small shrug of her shoulders, wishing it were simply a case of past lives but knowing better. “You have no idea how much simpler that would have made my life if that were the case but…I have met one of my doppelg?ngers in the flesh as well as the one who's immortality was the reason for our existence. So, definitely not a past life situation.”
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"If this Damon loves you, 5 years will be a week for him too. If not...he isn't worth it," Mihnea said.
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"When my mom returned...It was around 4 centuries and...for a minute it was like I was that little boy again, Missing my Mama?so of course there was room for her in my life."
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He?jerked his head to face the window, uncomfortable with admitting as much but it felt as if the girl could relax with a bit of shared honesty. Calculated on his part but true and uncomfortable for it all the same.
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"I suppose if a daylight ring could save your ass once it may be alright but I'm not so sure...Sounds as if you lose a bit of your soul? each time. Or perhaps it is replaced with something else each time. Not good either way. Or perhaps crossing over into where ever spirits go and returning simply isn't good for one's sanity. The transition isn't natural."
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Ah Rasputin would be proud. Mihnea could spout magical theory bullshit with the best of them, not that he knew a thing about it. Rasputin may find it interesting though, but likely he'd agree with one of Mihnea's guesses and stay away from the things.
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"The Doppleganger thing is also interesting and odd. If it isn't a past life you and it is magic what is it? I mean you said you've met some of yours, so are they like you personality wise or just look wise and what is the point of having a look alike? Are you related by blood?"
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I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed.
I get along with the voices inside of my head.
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Elena absently started scrolling through old photos on her phone suddenly stopping when she came upon an old picture of herself with Damon. Her mind wandering back to that night when it started to rain. He’d wanted to get inside but she’d insisted it would clear up then there was that kiss. Their words echoing in her mind.?
‘Promise me this is forever.’
‘I promise.’
The memory brought a sad smile to her lips. Could she really expect him to keep that promise after their last conversation? “It’s a little complicated. When we said our goodbyes I told him that I wanted him to be happy...to live his life. He....He had wanted to let himself desiccate until the day I woke up. We’d thought it was going to be something like sixty or seventy years until that happened.”
It’s possible he’d found someone else in the five years since Kai put her under a sleeping curse or that he’d fallen out of love with her. But she had to know where they stood, one way or another, then if her fears were right there might be considerable amounts of alcohol or cookies ‘n cream ice cream involved. The latter wouldn’t make her feel quite as bad the next day though.
She looked up from the picture on the small glowing screen then at him when he spoke of his mother’s return. It encouraged a little wishful thinking on her part and distracted her from rising fears about her relationship with Damon.?
Noting that Mihnea seemed a little on the uncomfortable side she felt uncertain whether to respond at all outside of looking back at the image of happier times. It was the safe choice she supposed but if he was making an effort whether calculated or genuine then she wouldn’t let herself get swept away in memories of the past and fears of what might be.?
She gave a small, yet understanding smile. There were times she’d gotten back people she’d lost and it felt like no time at all had passed. The day with Alaric and Jeremy for instance.?
“It’s hard not want those rings for the people I care about but after everything with Alaric...” She was less certain whether the ‘Gilbert rings’ were the answer even with the magical work around Bonnie had found. But had it even worked? Or did his alter ego just hide the herbs instead of taking them?
“The Petrova doppelg?nger line started about two thousand years ago when a man named Silas and his true love became immortal in the sense that nothing could kill them so nature in its need for balance created a version of them that could die...a shadow self or doppelg?nger. I don’t know how or if it was determined but what later became known as the Petrova doppelg?ngers were born once every five hundred years.”?
Her life had gotten so complicated after learning about all of that though the origin story came much later on. Placing the phone back inside her pocket she continued. “First I met Katherine Pierce, who yes is an ancestor of mine, but her name was once Katerina Petrova. She was basically a survivor with a tendency to be manipulative...not at all trustworthy...and only in it for herself.”
She mentally kicked herself for having ever been dumb enough to forgive her even when she was on her deathbed she’d still managed to betray her. But there was that one instance that made her think that maybe, just maybe, Katherine cared about someone other than herself. “But she did walk into a trap so that her daughter wouldn’t die alone so I suppose there’s that.”
Shaking off that train of thought to tell him a little about the one who came before. “After I woke up...I met the one who lived a thousand years ago...Tatia Petrova. She seems more like me personality wise though does have small things in common with Katherine too.”
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"Well if this Damon loves you, he will do whatever it takes," Mihnea said, gaze dropping to the image on her phone as she looked at it.
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"Whatever it takes to get you back safe."
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He sighed.
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"Were my first love alive I would do anything...Even when as a mortal I had to remarry for political reasons...I'd have left her, have done anything."
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He shook his head.
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"I became a vampire a good 30 so years too late to know of such things and save her when she became ill."
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He shook his head again as if to banish away pretty and painful memories.
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"I think we shall have to play a bit, though. How good of an actress are you? Can you sound hurt or frightened with my encouragement," he asked, green gaze becoming fleetingly amused.
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When she spoke of the dopplegangers his gaze grew thoughtful and intense again.
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"I don't understand...Why are such not created for all vampires then. We do not die. Why are Tepes dopplegangers of myself or my father not running around in such a case? And are these dopplegangers supposed to be versions of the first ones? And if so as the personalities do not seem to fully match how does this work? IT sounds odd and confusing to me at best," he said with a skeptical smile and slight chuckle as the airplane began to land.
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Even he was surprised at how fast the flight had gone with interesting conversation. Such did always promote the flying of time, though.
I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed.
I get along with the voices inside of my head.
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Kat