Title: Aint Born Typical

Pairing: Elena/Stefan Bonnie/Damon

Rating: R with NC17 In later chapters

Disclaimer: I do not own anything in the Vampire Diaries Universe, and no profit is being made from this fiction. I do however own all original characters and concepts that will appear.

Chapter VIII

Dresden, Ohio

Tired of circling the same area over and over she forced herself to land in the woods she'd

avoided for so long. This was about facing her fears; and there was no better way than to start

where it had all ended. The odds that the pack was still here were slim to none, and now she

certainly had the ability to be a formidable match. Breathing in the scent of pine she was

reminded of the way the woods looked in the winter all dusted with snow. There had been

good times here as well as bad. Running the apothecary, making poultices and potions to cure

ails.

It had been the perfect cover allowing them to do what they loved and excelled at without the

fear of being burned at the stake or used as pawn. Making her way through the trees she

paused to kneel at the tree where she'd taken her last breath. The past was gone and it was

time she left those memories where they'd happened. Saying a brief prayer for the girl she'd

once been she fully embraced who she'd become. Passing over she'd become cunning, swift,

loyal, strong and powerful. She had done what was required of her to make it, as she would do

once more; there was no shame in survival.

Standing up from her crouch she exhaled slowly before heading down the overgrown path that

led to her old home. Pausing to look up at the ivy laden brick building she whispered the

incantation that would allow her to pass through the safe guards. Before she'd left she'd

weaved a spell of avoidance that would cause humans and lesser creatures to pass by without

noticing the building existed. The same spell allowed her alone entrance. Moving inside she

ignored the dust and cobwebs that had settled and made her way to the room in the back she

and her sister had shared.

Moving the bed aside she stood over the creaking boards that had hid her grimoire for over a

century. Concentrating she closed her eyes feeling the veins swell as she willed her teeth to

lengthen before using them to cut her wrist. Dripping her blood on to the floor she waited as

the worn wood yielded red symbols.

"Quis est lost must iam exsisto instituo ," She whispered three times waving her hand over the

square as a trap door was revealed.

Kneeling she reverently she brushed the dust aside before grabbing the round metal piece and

pulling up. Creaking and groaning the door yielded to her strength and revealed an aged yellow

cloth covered book .Lifting the bundled items she pushed back the cloth to expose a leather

bound black book ,an athame, and a collection of colored candles.

"Aperio," She whispered causing the lock on the side of the book to open with a deafening click

that seemed to echo through the too silent home.

Easing the cover open she flipped through the pages until she found the spell she was seeking

and stood. Gripping the athame in her hand she imagined a pure white light as she made

a circle around herself in a clockwise motion.

"Wash away the past and cleanse any negativity that lingers in my heart and this place," she

whispered making sweeping motions as she cleansed the area she'd claimed as her own.

"Guardians of the North I call upon you to watch over this circle with the powers of endurance

and strength guided by Earth," She called out imaging a dark brown soil rich with ripe plants as

she let her energy flow down her hands to the wick of the green candle she placed inside her

circle. Concentrating she waited until the air around her shimmered a green to move on.

"Guardians of the East I call upon you to watch over this circle with the powers of knowledge

and wisdom guided by Air," She commanded lighting a yellow candle and concentrating once

more until she felt a cool brush of wind whip against her skin and the air shimmered yellow.

"Guardians of the West I call upon you to watch over this circle with powers of passion and

emotion guided by Water," She said imagining the cool ocean and the scent of rain until the air

shimmered blue and she placed her light candle down.

"Guardians of the South I call upon you to watch over this circle with the powers of Energy and

will guided by fire," She called out thinking of the crackling pop and hiss that went along with

heat and flame as her skin warmed and the air shimmered red.

"The circle is closed," she whispered setting down the athame as she picked up her grimoire.

Hear now the words of this Bennett

The secrets hidden in the night

The oldest of ancestors are invoked here

The great magic is sought

In this night hour

I call upon my Families power

Bring your powers to me

To face what will come to be

As the last words left her lips she was brought to her knees as electricity raced through her

body and visions of family long past filled her mind. They were testing her worth seeing in an

instant everything she'd ever done. Gasping as she sucked in breath she shook as the fire

spread and she knew they'd deemed her worthy. Struggling to keep from crying out in pain she

felt like an empty bottle being filled to the brim as knowledge and power poured inside her.

Closing her eyes against the room that swam and spun she let the blackness take her.

Awaking an indeterminable amount of time later Zoe licked her dry lips knowing what she

needed to do. They were in for some hardcore training; she had to find out exactly what she

could do and prepare Bonnie to come into her own powers. She knew Damon had his own

nefarious plan, but it was going to have to take a backseat. Gathering her things she headed

back to Mystic Falls.

"Damon I really don't think you need to stand guard all night," Bonnie said pausing to turn and

face him before entering her house.

"Zoe asked me to-"he said stopping suddenly as his face paled. Which was no small feat

considering his natural complexion.

"Damon?" She inquired actually worried as the vampire sat down on the bench heavily.

"Are you okay?" She asked automatically stepping forward to place a light hand on his arm.

"Something just happened to Zoelle," He rasped.

"Sooo much power," He murmured more to himself than her.

"Power? What are you talking about?" She asked shaking her head.

"I don't know, something's changed," He said shaking his head as he stood and paced the porch

restlessly eyes flickering between normal and vamped in a way that made her nauseous.

Easing away nervously she placed her hand on the doorknob.

"Don't do that," he rasped.

"Do what?" She whispered.

"Be afraid," He whispered suddenly right beside her.

"The smell is ... intoxicating, it's so much easier to be good when you're all feisty, and I'll set you

on fire," he whispered into her ear making her shiver from something other than fear.

"Don't push me Salvatore," She whispered narrowing her gaze as she turned her head to meet

his gaze head on as her anger flared.

"Now that's better," He smirked tilting his head as he stepped back.

"Go inside and lock the door Bonnie," he said evenly watching with heavy lidded eyes. She

smelled ...delicious. Growling deep in his throat he cursed his luck. It was a hell of a time to

realize just how tempting the little witch was.

"You'd better hurry home Zoelle," he whispered feeling his stomach clench as his canines

threatened to lengthen. He needed a drink of the non alcoholic persuasion. Turning into his

smaller form he perched himself on a tree branch to wait .

"Almost makes a man wonder if he's chasing the wrong friend, "he thought thinking of the way

the moonlight had caressed her caramel skin.

"I really need to get laid," he thought shaking his head as he laughed at himself. With all these

plans too much work and no fun was making Damon a dull boy.

"More like a really horny boy," Zoelle said breaking him from his thoughts as she appeared

beside him .

"You took your sweet time getting back."

"Glad to see I've been missed... or maybe you've been tempted," She teased smirking.

"You know how well I do around pretty girls." He replied shrugging nonchalantly.

"For what is worth I think Bonnie's a much better pick."

"Because you aren't biased or anything. She's your great great ... something or other."

"All I'm saying is attack of the clone will annoy the shit out of you."

"Only if I let her talk for long periods of time, which we know wouldn't happen," He said

wiggling his eyebrows suggestively.

"Now that I'm nauseous, "She said trailing off as she grew serious once more.

"We have a lot of work to do Damon," She said turning to face him as she launched into her

story.

Translations

Quis est lost must iam exsisto instituo - let what is lost be found

Aperio -Open

Dictionary

Athame- Ceremonial knife

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