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zaceouiswriting · 1 year

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The Art of Seduction: Malachai “Kai” Parker P.2

Character: Malachai “Kai” Parker x male reader

Universe: Vampire Dairies/Legacies

Warnings: Smut, Kinky

Authors note: Hello, you beautiful people! I was confronted with a little problem. To your info, this never should’ve been written. This series was planned as one-shots, but I foolishly did not mention that anywhere. Therefore, as @obviouslyhex requested the second part in a repost, I felt compelled to do it. To make sure I made myself clear, never try anything this sneaky and cheeky again! I rather have a DM or a Comment under the post. But thank you for your interest in my work! Despite all of that, I actually think this is one of my better works, so hopefully, you can all enjoy the piece that should never have existed.

Life became exciting. To hold Mr. Parker in the dark about me and my past made our play even more enticing. Despite his tough outer shell, I knew it was butter in my hands. The day after I got him to bend me over his desk to fuck me deep with his massive cock, I knew that he was a goner. Already the day after, he almost was like a love-drunken puppy. It made me a little sick.

He was supposed to be that big evil psychopath playing with people’s feelings and lives. Too easy to get him hooked onto me. I didn’t even have to use my magic to corrupt his mind for me. The touches he'd sneaked in all the time we had seen each other. Standing close to my table, closer than usual, standing perfectly so I could see his bulge, but no one else could.

I knew what he wanted, for me to fall onto my knees and worship his body as his loyal follower he believes I am. But instead, I left his class after the bell rang. He was flabbergasted, ran after me the rest of the day, and tried to get me to bend over for him again and again.

Eventually, it got so bad that I just began to ignore him, letting him hang and craving my touch.

For days, this was everything he had done, almost begging me to touch him in any way,

The moment he felt something different about me, his soft spot for me vanished seemingly out of nowhere. His eyes were cold and stoic, fixated on me as if he wanted to rip my head off and drink me empty. Eventually, that heat surged up inside me again, my cock growing to hardness as his murderous gaze was focused on me once more.

The whole class didn't take his eyes off me, only this time, I loved his attention. When the bell rang, he stood firm and straightened his back. „Everyone can go. Except for you!“ His finger pointed out my figure, voice just as cold as his blood-lusting eyes.

Before everyone had left the room, he came right up to me. He didn't care if anyone could see his hand suddenly gripped my neck tight enough to kill me if he wanted to. My pulse ran a hundred miles an hour. For the first time, I feared him. I knew he would kill me if he wanted to, even though he couldn't. Only the thought of him trying; made me almost cum hands-free in my pants.

Instead of breaking my neck, he pulled me towards him, feet in the air. I didn't have a word in that matter. As his face got closer, I hoped he would bite me and drink some of my blood. But the only friction I got was him breathing in heavily.

„What does that mean?" he asked, whispering in my ear. For a second, I was dumbed out of my brain. I was confused. He ripped open my shirt a little to reveal a freshly healed wound on my shoulder. If he only knew that half my body was covered with these bite wounds.

„I had some fun with one of the werewolf football players.“ After I told him this piece of Information, he squeezed my throat. Thanks to my magic, he couldn’t do real damage, but he did not have to know this. Instead, I licked my lips lasciviously, enjoying the pain he was inflicting on me.

He scoffed, he fucking scoffed, did not even change the neutral line his lips had made. No grin, or sadistic look in his eyes, more a look of disgust.

Carelessly, he suddenly threw me through the air. I landed forcefully against one of the walls. Before I could understand what was happening, I got pulled off the ground again, just to be thrown again, punched in the air, and landed right onto one of the desks.

Covered in blood and even more confused, Mr. Parker finally stopped his attack on my body and turned my body over so that I was lying on my back. „I hope you had fun with this little mud. We'll see if it felt worthy of dying for a quick fuck with a beast."

Up until this point, I never thought that this man would actually hurt me. It happened like that, sinking his teeth into my neck and sucking the blood out of my body. I immediately felt my body weaken.

That was not for long. Soon Mr. Parker fell, his fangs just slipping out of my neck. But the damage to him was already done, and a primal lust in me had awakened.

Concentrating on my healing, using a little bit of my magic, my blood content was filled in mere moments while my wounds were all in unison healed. „That was not a good idea, Mr. Parker, my god!“ I told him with a smirk as I slowly got up from where he had tried to drink me dry.

Standing again, only blood on my skin, but not a single open wound. My back was to the man that just tried to take my life. „I never thought that you would dare to kill me. But maybe, it was for the best.“ Finally, I turned around to him, my eyes completely turquoise, with no pupil or iris, just that one color.

Fear flowed through the body of the man, that never had to fear anything but was feared by everyone else. Incredulous, he looked at me out of big eyes that tried to understand what was happening. With not even the movement of my hand, I only needed my thoughts he began to levitate.

I approached his floating body and ran my fingers over his clothing. They slowly dissolved only the parts my finger had already passed. „It is sad, Mr. Parker. I had so much hope in you. Once I saw the lust for blood in you, the disregard for life, and the hatred for almost everything. I thought I found someone just like me, but in the end, you were just like anyone else; pathetic.“

Shortly after my small monolog, I finally reached his neck, his Adam’s apple, and nervously jumped up and down as I softly caressed it between two fingers. Only to wander further up and feel his trimmed beard beneath my fingertips as they made their way to his sinful lips. So delicious.

I could only bend for a little bit, capturing them with mine. With no fuss, he let me do whatever I wanted. But that was more my fault than his. After getting my back straight again, after that brief chaste kiss, I finally saw what I had been feeling, his big eyes following my every move, so scared, so pathetic.

„For the first time in my life, I felt something when I first looked into your eyes, although I could see that one day you'll be my man. But now I don't know if that's still possible."

While I made eye contact, my right hand roamed over his gorgeous body, caressing his tight, muscular chest and massaging his beautiful, perfectly chiseled abs all the way down to his already rock-hard, big cock. With a few lazy strokes, I felt his pleasure coursing through his body, his cheeks faintly pink.

„Your jealousy got you something that will kill you; my blood. Every cell of my body is filled with magical energy, enough to destroy everything that exists if I lose control. Surely enough to kill a sole vampire, warlock hybrid.“ Slowly I started to stroke his cock more energetically. Though he was doing his best not to show me he was enjoying it, the moans that erupted every now and then gave him away, and I was not even reacting to his loud gasps for air. „But I know a way to save your little… pathetic life. You only have to call me ‚Master‘.“ A dirty smirk appeared on my lips, knowing his ego would not allow something like this.

„Never!“ He brought out after a lot of difficulties.

„I knew you would say that.“ My smirk grew as I let him float around, letting him land on his own desk. I put one of his bare legs on my shoulder and stared straight into his soul. „The werewolf alpha said something similar before I completely broke him while fucking his tight virgin ass in the locker room this morning. He begged me to fill him with my semen, to impregnate him. If I wanted to, I even had the option to make him my breeding whore. With magic as powerful as mine, I only have to decide to do something like this. You know.“

As I talked to him and recounted my past antics, I simultaneously undid my fly, nothing more, and pulled out my own already rock-hard cock. Just as thick as my teachers, although I was half an inch shorter. I was still not fully grown at that point, though.

As soon as my cock head touched his tight, apparently also virgin hole, it started licking precum. Smearing it all over that sweet entrance, I teased it repeatedly but never let it slip in. „Before I let you fuck me…Ohhh, so good! Before I let you fuck me, I was solely a top… Ohhh, man… Guh… Fucking every man I wanted. I hoped you would be… Fuck… were the right man, but no, you are just a fuckhole like any other man!“

More and more moans and groans left my mouth as I grew impatient to only play with the man's hole. „I hope you are ready!“ I yelled at him, not giving him any more time. I pushed past his muscle and rammed myself painfully inside of him.

His hand grabbed his desk and ripped it apart as well. He gritted his teeth to keep me from getting the satisfaction of his screams. „Let it out!“ I ordered him, but he did not listen. So I slapped him hard enough that his head flew to the side. Finally, his painful groans filled the air. „Was it- Fuck- Was it so hard now?“ My question, full of smugness, made him stare at me murderously, dangerously. If he only had never lost this side for me.

„God, your ass is… is perfect- Fuck!“ I grabbed his other leg and threw it over my shoulders as well, grabbed his waist, and began pumping in and out at a brutal rate. Now he was the one who lubricated me with his blood, breaking him from the inside out. But at the same time, making sure that the magic inside my blood did not kill him by taking every bit of excess magic out of him. It was the easiest way.

I never, in my life, had an ass like his; perfectly peachy and still hard as a rock. It felt amazing. Especially his sweet hole. As my pumps became even more brutal, I ran my hands over his magnificent body, for he was already clinging to the wood of his desk for dear life; I didn't need to hold him in place as well.

„You are the single most beautiful man I have ever seen!“ I told him, groaning into his ear, folding him completely. My voice was husky and out of breath. With his knees beside his head, I stared directly into his beautiful blue-grey eyes. „Maybe… Just maybe I will keep you. Make you- God, I am close! Make you in my little cock whore! Fuck! Fuck! I’m coming!“ I screamed finally, spilling my seed deep inside his intestines.

Out of breath, I fell onto his muscular chest and tried to regain control of my breathing. I felt his sides up and down. He was like me, trying to get enough air inside his lungs.

„Even though you're pathetic, you're one hell of a fuck!" I told him when I had gathered enough strength to get off his chest again. He still looked at me out of almost empty eyes, never breaking eye contact. „Oh, did you think that we were finished and you could get to sleep now?“ I asked him in a mocking tone. „Oh poor, stupid Mr. Parker, no, I will fuck you as long as I want, for at least an hour, until my magic is back inside me!“ A devilish grin replaced the smug one I had worn throughout our sexual encounter.

My dick hasn’t left this hole yet. Still rock-hard inside him, I just started moving again. But when I heard his high-pitched whimper, I stopped, only to watch his fat balls squirt another load onto his stomach. „God, you came again, already? I didn’t even need to touch you!“ I grabbed his cock, carefully playing with its head, smearing his cum, all over it. „Pleeasee, stop that!“ He begged me.

"Then cum for me again. Come on bitch I know you want that!" Now more aggressively massaging his cock head, his breathing quickened once more. I only pumped into him shallowly, so his prostate didn't get enough friction.

„Plea-Please fuck me-I need-You have to-“

„Tze, Tze, Tze, I don't have to do anything, my little slut. You are now under my control, and you still have to call me by my title.“ I let it sink in for a while, but he was already fucked stupid enough.

So I took my cock out of his gorgeous ass and pushed it back deep into his gut, and penetrated his prostate once more. Before he could come through, I squeezed his cock painfully and pulled his balls.

„Noooo!“

I just shrugged and fucked him at a brutal pace, still having his balls pulled away in my hand. „We will see how long you can keep this superior attitude up, pretty boy!“

„I’m-I’m- Ughhh… older than, Arghh- you!“

„You think.“ I kissed him again, shutting him up effectively.

As we fell into a peaceful silence, with only our skins clapping onto each other could be heard, I actually lost myself in his eyes. If things were different, maybe I could have loved him, but without such feelings, it's just a handsome face.

But Mr. Parker was more resilient than I thought. Even though I made him my personal cock slut, he remained adamant about being my boss. So I decided to play dirty.

My hand wrapped around his delicious neck, squeezing tightly, but that was not my master plan. He found himself touched everywhere. His eyes rolled back in his head as his body became overworked. Magical minimal touches drove him into insanity. His tongue; sticking out, like the cheap whore he is. All the while, only a shallow airflow held him half-dead. Vampires are a weird thing; On one hand, they're dead, but on the other, as long as there's fresh blood flowing through their veins, they're kind of alive.

That I could even have such thoughts with my fat cock, deep in the most delicious hole of the most beautiful man I have ever seen - was a miracle.

I had lost track of time as soon as my cock entered him. But even though this was the case, Malachai, as I will call him from now on, he has lost all authority in my eyes, looking at me hungrily like that, still did not break.

Therefore my last trick had to be played. Suddenly immeasurable pain filled his head. „I will not ask again, pretty boy.“ I fucked him harder and harder. Quickly I could feel myself approaching another orgasm.

„Please… Please!“ He finally cried out, real salty tears rolling down his cheeks. Maybe he was more alive than I thought.

„I can hear you, and you know what to do to get treated well!“ His lips became a neutral line as he tried his best to endure the pain and the pleasure.

„Master, please,“ he whispered quietly.

„I couldn't hear you!“ My smugness was audible for the man, but he was finally at his breaking point.

„I beg you, Master!“ More tears went down his face. Without an answer, I let go of his balls, and he came like a volcano within seconds. His moans were so loud and lewd that I was sure that they could even get out my seal, and I loved the idea of other people hearing this slut, moaning for me.

He was covered in his own cum when he finished. His ass had spasmed so powerfully that I had to stop before I came with him. Instead, I waited until he was loose again and continued to fuck him for a few more minutes.

Penetrating his prostate so well that he went in and out of consciousness. „FUCK!“ I finally screamed. Coming inside him so much that it flowed out before I could even pull my dick out of him.

Half asleep, I opened my seal and wanted to leave the room, letting him lie there. We fucked until the sun went down. So it was sure that I got all my magic back. But someone came to the room, so I had to do something about that.

I rolled my eyes with a blink of my eyes and teleported us both to his room, an adjoining bathroom. Carefully I carried him effortlessly to it, washing him, cleaning out his insides, and putting some comfortable clothes onto him. As I laid him into his bed, I went beside him under his blanket, pulling him onto my chest. In a couple of years, I surely will be taller than him in every part.

„Remember what I am to you, and I will be good to you, care for you as if you are a king.“ I whispered into his ear, my breath hot and my words sincere. „But if you ever… I mean, disrespect me EVER; today would be a wet dream for you. Do you understand, my little slut?��

He did not answer me, probably already too far away, but he weakly pulled himself further on top of me, his hands grasping for my warmth and possible love. I could get used to that. At least if he loves me, he won't leave, I told myself that.

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imaginefan · 6 months

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Escape

Sebastian X Reader

Word Count: 787

Requested: Anon

Request: Can you write a story where reader she is trapped in the prison world with Kai and Sebastian and she can only take one person with her to leave, and she takes Sebastian cause she has feelings for him. One shot. Thank you.

You have been trapped in the prison world for years, you got there before Sebastian but after Kai. When you were there alone with Kai he was more than dangerous, he had killed you many times and you had come back ust as many, it only stopped when Sebastian showed up and started to protect you from him.

Sebastian was kinder than Kai was and that was enough to get your love, even if he didn’t love you the same way, when he got to the prison world he was in love with Lizzy one of the Saltzman twins, Kai’s nieces and she was all that he talked about, you listened because it was better than dying.

“So are you going to keep listening to him talk about someone who will never love him?” Kai asked as he leaned over the counter of the room and plucked the food from your plate, you jumped and he smirked. “What do you want?” You asked. “For you to answer the question.” Kai answered “relax I’m not gonna hurt you, you won’t be able to answer if I do.” “It’s none of your business, I’m not hurting you.” You finally answered and he smirked, somehow making eating look playful as you stood from where you were standing. “It’s actually painful to watch you look at him like that when he doesn’t even see you.” Kai said and you looked at him before rolling your eyes. “Then stop looking.” You said. “Your very bold all of a sudden.” He muttered. “What are you going to do? Kill me.” You goaded him and honestly you should have known better because only seconds later you choked on your own blood.

You don’t know how long it took you to wake but you weren’t on the floor of the kitchen anymore, you were on the sofa in the living room, Sebastian sat by your head with his hands covered in blood but the house was silent “what happened?” You asked. “He hurt you again. Why?” Sebastian asked as he helped you into a sitting position. “It was nothing, he doesn’t need more than a look to see reason.” You answered and he shook his head. “He hasn’t bothered for months, what was different this time?” He asked. “You weren’t there?” You suggested. “I don’t think so, you said something to him didn’t you?” He asked. “I told you not to provoke him.” “I answered the questions that he asked, that’s all. He must not have liked the answers that I gave.” You answered as he looked at you. “Just be careful around him please.” He said before standing up “you should get changed, you're covered in blood.” “Yeah, sure.” You said softly before heading off to get changed, it would only be a little while longer before you’d be able to get out anyway.

It was time to leave and you could only take one person with you, not that you want to take Kai with you so you snuck into Sebastian’s room, he was sitting by the window “come on we have to go now.” You said. “Go where?” He asked. “Home.” You answered “I know how to get out of here but we have to go now.” “How?” He asked. “The nice twin, the one you don’t talk about left behind something for anyone who got stuck here by accident.” You explained “I’m a witch I can get us out of here but we have to go now.” “I can see Lizzy again?” He asked. “If that’s what you want to do.” You nodded and he smiled. “Where do we need to go?” He asked.

THe spell was easy enough and with Kai not expecting it, he didn’t come looking for either until he saw the light from the spell but even then he was too late, you caught a glimpse of him as you both disappeared, reappearing in a clearing one that you recognised as just outside the school that Alaric had made “there’s the school I’m sure that’s where you want to be.” You said. “Wait, where are you going?” He asked. “Me? Somewhere else, they probably don’t want to see me, I don’t want any trouble, not after everything that happened in the prison world.” You explained. “I thought we were friends. You won’t stay?” He asked. “We’re friends.” You answered, the word heavy on your tongue. “If you need help, you’ll be able to find me but I can’t stay here.” You passed over the necklace you were wearing “use that if you need to find me it will show you where I am. Goodbye Sebastian.” “Goodbye (Y/N).” He waved before you both went your separate ways.

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alexyskinnerstories · 1 year

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Hope M.~ You are the Daughter of Lucifer Morningstar he created you with the help of a thousand years old Nogitsune the only way to help with creating you is also for you to become his daughter as well after they secure their deal they started to research how to make you they succeed they started to scout for the perfect woman to carry you and then they found your mother Bonnie Bennett when she found out she was pregnant she moved to Beacon Hills to get away from Mystic Falls to give you a somewhat normal life until she was needed back in Mystic Falls.

The Quadbrid

*Y/n Point of View*

My dads and I just arrived at this school for the young and gifted ( Supernatural) the headmaster of the boarding school was outside waiting for us I step out of the car and moved to the side door so Elijah and Klaus could jump out after the hit the ground they stretch out their legs and heeled beside me father was talking to the man I take leashes off dogs and pointed to the woods next to the school and speak to them in Romanian. Du-te la olita. I command and then ran off turning my attention back to the old guy I heard the headmaster telling my father that he needed to fill in some more information on me and then my full-time student here we walked into the school and some girls stop in front of me and smiled I raise an eyebrow at them and they giggled they turned to the headmaster and said

Blonde: Father who is this?

Brownhead: Is she a new student?

Headmaster: Yes Josie she is a new student and her name is Y/n Morningstar

The girls gasped and step back in freight my dads and I chuckled I was about to insure them that I mean no harm to them or anyone in the school until a beautiful strawberry blonde sped over girls stood in front of me facing the girls I looked at her check her out from behind dad came up from behind me and smacked my head I held my head in pain and he pulled us over to my father and listen to what the headmaster in the corner of my eye I could see the three girls whispering and glancing over to me.

*Hope Pov*

I was talking with the twins but they keep looking at the new kid I clear my throat to get their attention back from the new kid I don't like how they pay more attention to her than me it was rude I was talking to them and all they could do was look at her.

"Who is the new student?"I ask them with a little attitude in my voice.

That's Y/n Morningstar and that's her father "Lucifer that talking with our dad." Josie replied and looked back at them. I was about to call out for Josie's attention again when Lizzie starts speaking to me.

"Hey hope I was wondering if you could do the truth spell on them so we could know their intentions being here?" Lizzie asked hopefully, I nodded and planned to do it when we are alone with her.

They started to walk to the building when she around and whistle ( The black widow whistle just cause) and looked over to where she was looking and we could see two dogs running to the school from the woods and they ran to stand by her they continued to walk in inside the building and out of my sight.

*Lucifer Pov*

We walked into the school headmaster's office and sat down in some chairs in front of his desk and we started talking about the arrangements that Y/n will need he agreed to the conditions and asked me what kind of supernatural creature my dear daughter " Well, she is a quadbrid which means she has four Supernatural beings in her first is Witch." As I speak y/n showed her witch eyes.

Vampire

Werewolf

Nogitsune

Headmaster: Woah she'll fit in I already have a room for her in mind she will be sharing with someone somewhat like her, I nodded and motioned for Y/n to keep quiet because I know she'll object to sharing with someone but I want her to come out and make friends and hopefully find love after we had everything settled we left he walked to the quarters where the students stay he walked us three to the room she'll be sharing hopefully . We walked in to see her things in the room the headmaster left and I started to help her along with void after a while we were quite finished and we all turned as we hear the door open a young lady with red hair walked in and saw us and went into a defensive stance.

????: Why in hell are you three doing in my bedroom

I start to speak when she interrupted me and rudely speaking

????: You know whatever I don't care why you guys are here get the hell out

Y/n: Well as you see Am you're new roommate and if you don't like it all well I don't care

????: Ahh yeah no get out before I make you

Y/n: I would love to see you try to make me

The redhead shot a blue bolt-like thing at Y/n but she deflected it with a wave of her hand and destroy at lamp beside the girl's bed

The headmaster runs into the room in front of the girl as she goes to attack again

Headmaster: No Hope she's your roommate because there weren't any other rooms available now stop this immediately

She nodded and apologized to us and went to her bed and got on her phone

I turned back to my daughter and told her I have to leave now she nodded and playful shooed me away I chuckled and kissed her head and walked out of her room as I grab void hand and dragged him out.

Y/n Pov

After my parents leave I sighed and walked over to the Hope girl and say sorry about her lap she said it was alright but I didn't believe her so I waved my hand over it while thinking of it fixing itself.

Y/n: there you go good as new again sorry about messing that up

Hope: You didn't have to do that but thanks anyways

I was about to reply when I had to settle whimpers from the closed door I quickly realized I was Elijah and Klaus and snap of my fingers and made a doggie door appear

I introduced them to Hope she was tensed up I asked her what was wrong and she told me that their names were her late Father and Uncle names I apologize for making her upset she said it was OK I nodded and walked to my side of the room and sat on my bed and read a book I made the dog's food materialize in the corner of the room and they went to go eat.After a while, it started to get dark so I got my stuff I want to take a shower that came back I'll say good night to Hope and went to sleep

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dr0wning-in-hell · 1 year

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Siren Song- Jed

Summary: In which the gang has discovered a siren amongst the waters of Mystic Falls, but only because Jed was the only one who could hear her song.

Warnings: some angst, slightly mean!reader, mentions of hunting, a little agression from reader

Word Count: 3.3k+

Pairing/Characters: Jed x mermaid!reader, hope mikealson, Landon Kirby, Kaleb, M.G., Lizzie Saltzman, Josie Saltzman, Alaric Saltzman,

Prompt: “Can you do a mermaid reader fic set the the show legacies? And can it be mermaid reader x Jed?” -anon / “ If you still take requests and if you do can you do a Legacies Jed maybe Like a fluff?” -anon

A/N: I’m still trying to figure out the other parts to my other Jed fic, I’m just not sure what to do with it at this point:/ if anyone has any suggestions please let me know! I also decided to combine the two and knock two birds out with one stone! This might have to have a second part, it depends on how well this one does.

New masterlist| prompt list| color prompts| buy me a ko-fi!!

No one at the Salvatore Boarding School ever thought they would come face to face with a real mermaid, let alone a siren. Sure the students had heard stories about sirens from headmaster Saltzman, but they never thought they’d meet one. These students had fought loads of different monsters that emerged from Malivore, all of them having been forgotten by society. In a way, this was kind of like that but without all the killings.

It was a rather hot day at the school so of course the only way to not die of heat stroke was to have a pool day. Kaleb was grilling some burgers, someone was blasting music through a speaker they had got their hands on, and the teens were basking in the rays of sun. It wasn’t every day that they got to be ‘normal’ teenagers, so for once in their lives they grasped the day by it’s handles and just prayed to god that it never ended. That’s how some of them felt, Jed on the other hand was about to dig is eardrums out of his head. It wasn’t the music playing through the speaker that had his ears bleeding, it was the sound of a humming that was coming from far out in the distant.

Jed has no idea how he heard it, but he did and it was the most annoying thing on the planet. He was trying to enjoy the day with his friends, forget about all the troubles for once, but this was just absolutely dreadful. Standing up from the pool angrily, the werewolf threw on a t-shirt and shoes and decided against his best intentions that he would follow the sound and see where it takes him. His friends watched as he hastily walked through the trees, mumbling to himself that he was losing his mind and hearing things that no one else could hear.

His friends followed him, abandoning their carefree day and wondering behind the wolf to see where he would lead them. Though they tried to call out his name to get his attention, it seemed it didn’t matter as he just walked farther and farther along until they all reached the lake that was infamous for it’s summer parties.

Jed stopped at the edge of the water, looking out into it as if he was waiting for someone- or rather something- to emerge from the depths of the water.

Out of curiosity, Kaleb came up from behind, clapping him on the shoulder to get his attention. It seemed to work, the boy turning to his friend with a shocked expression on his face.

“Man, why did you walk all the way out here for?” Kaleb was worried for his friend, it wasn’t like him to just up and wonder around aimlessly.

Jed looked at the vampire with almost dead eyes, as if he had been drawn there without knowing it. Without saying a word he turned his attention back to the water, where ripples began to form and the shadow of what looked like a person moved under the lake. Everyone watched as the shadow moved gently and delicately, not knowing it was being watched.

Y/N, the shadow being watched closely, had no clue that a werewolf had heard her song from so far away. If someone had heard her song it meant that they were meant to be together, they were what some would call ‘mates’. Never in a million years did she think she would find her mate, but she would be surprised in just a few minutes. Poking her head out of the water she began to make her way to the edge of the lake, her tail splashing against the water with every movement.

The group of teens watched as the scene unfolded in front of them and they finally saw what was under the water. It was a mermaid, no- it was a siren.

As if on cue, Y/N began to sing without knowing that the teens were only a few feet away from her. The sound of her voice grew Jed in closer again, this time he walked around the edge of the lake until he was where the siren was. Y/N was too lost in the song to realize that there was now a werewolf standing above her.

When she heard the crunching of leaves and twigs her eyes snapped open, eyes widening and then dilating. Fear coursed through her veins which causes her fangs to unsheathe themselves, along with her talons. Y/N hissed at the stranger, moving back as quickly as her body would let her. The team noticed this and rushed over to where Jed and the mermaid were, all of them getting ready for a fight. What they didn’t notice though was the fact that the girl in the water was absolutely terrified about all the people that were suddenly around her.

Jed had snapped out of the trance, his eyes refocusing and finally realizing where he was. “What-what is going on?” He looked around, confused as to what had happened and why he couldn’t remember walking all the way out to the woods. His friends looked at him as if they expected him to just automatically remember what he was doing and why they all walked out so far.

Y/N was still sitting there in the water watching all of them, wondering what they were going to do to her. If they were like any of the other humans, or even supernatural creatures, they’d try to capture her and sell her.

Josie was the first to make a move and step closer to the mermaid. She reached her hand out gently, showing that she wasn’t a threat. This eased Y/N’s anxiety a little bit, but not enough. “It’s okay, we’re not here to hurt you.” Josie’s voice was soft, as if she were talking to a child. Her head turned to the group who was trying to put a game plan together. “You brought our friend to you, we just wanted to know why.”

Y/N’s tail was still swishing behind her vigorously, but she had a weird gut feeling that she could trust the girl talking to her. Her talons retracted and she felt her fangs sink back into her gums. Y/N’s y/e/c eyes looked back between Josie and the other teens. Her gaze landed on Jed, who coincidently turned to look at her in return. Their eyes locked, a weird fuzzy feeling swarming in both of their chests. It then hit the mermaid that the only reason why Jed heard her song and the rest of his friends didn’t is because he was her mate.

This had to be wrong.

As fast as she could, Y/N moved her hand in front of her face and vanished from their sight. Though they couldn’t see her, they heard the swishing of water as she dove further into the lake. Josie looked back at the group, confused and unsure of what to do.

Seeing as though Y/N was not a danger to her or anyone else, the teens decided it was best to head back to school and figure out what to do next. While Jed’s friends were walking away he just stood there, waiting for her to resurface. There was no luck. Huffing in defeat, Jed followed after his friends.

Once the group arrived back to the school they were met with an angry headmaster. “What have I said about leaving the grill unattended? You’re luck the school didn’t burn down and that Wade turned it off before one of the kids got to it.” Oh he was angry. Simple things like this are what can set Mr. Saltzman over the edge sometimes, and this is just one of those times.

As he went to lecture the teens further he noticed how everyone seemed shaken up almost. He asked them what was wrong, and was surprised by what they told him. The adult quickly ushered his students inside and led them to the library. Sure he had come in contact with Sirens before, when the twins were still very young, but those sirens were different. They didn’t have tails and they were being used by ‘The Devil’ and doing his bidding.

“Are you going to tell us what’s going on?” Hope asked as she watched her teacher go digging through books until he found one he was looking for. He flipped page after page until he found the picture of a mermaid, then flipped it around to verify with the kids that this what they saw.

Lizzie rolled her eyes as her dad started rambling on about how the sirens that he’s encountered never had tails, but did like the water, how they didn’t have talons or fangs, it went on for a little bit before the other twin interjected. “So what if this siren is different than those two that tried to kill us when we were little? Did you see how scared she was when she saw us? There’s no way she’ll ever come near us.”

All eyes landed on Jed, who had zoned out yet again. Jed snapped out of his trance and looked up to everyone staring at him. “I think I need to go back out there.” He said looking between all his friends. They all had a ‘why the hell would you want to do that’ look, plastered on their faces. “I felt something out there, when I looked at her. Not when I was in that trance, but when I actually looked at her.” He sighed as he realized no one else is going to understand what he was saying because they didn’t feel it.

There was a small pause between all the chatter, no one really knowing what to say since this was such an odd situation. Hope was the first one to speak up, which was not a surprise to anyone. “If you want to go back out there we’ll support you on it.” With that being the only thing said the group went to put an emergency bag together just in case this mystery girl came out of the water ass-naked.

While the teens were headed back to the lake, Y/N was drying herself off and getting ready to book it back to the main road and skip town. If the word got out that she had been spotted then all the people that had been after her before would definitely be coming after her again.

The thoughts of that strange boy being her mate kept making her stomach churn, in both good and bad ways. She didn’t want a mate, she never wanted out mainly because she always had the idea that they would never truly love her. She’s spent her life on the run, hiding from hunters and black market dealers. There weren’t very many sirens like her anymore, so catching one meant big bucks for the capture.

Once Y/N was ready to go she started making her way through the forest, trying to stay as quiet as she could just in case there were other things out in the woods. Before she could head out on the road she had to grab her belongs from the hotel she was staying in, seeing as though she didn’t want to leave any evidence of her being here behind.

Lost in her own train of though, the siren hadn’t even realized that she was about to cross paths with the group of teens again, who were not going to be ready to see a fully dressed siren wondering around the woods. Y/N’s head perked up as soon as she heard the crunching of leaves growing louder and louder. Before she could try to find a place to hide she was met face to face with her mate and his friends, all of them holding a bit of surprise in their faces as they saw her standing in front of them.

“You- you can walk.” Jed stuttered out.

Y/N scoffed, “Of course I can walk, and I can talk.” The tone in her voice was anything but friendly, a little warning sign for them to back off. When the group didn’t say anything, Y/N started to walk past them, hoping that they’d just let her go in peace.

How she was wrong.

As she started to walk past Jed had had reached out and grabbed her wrist, a rookie mistake for anyone who didn’t know how insanely strong a siren was. Without hesitation Y/N turned around, hand landing flat against the werewolf’s chest. It was a flat handed punch of sorts, strong enough to send Jed flying a few feet away from her. The group watched as she did it so effortlessly, not even batting an eye as Jed struggled to regain his breathe and get up.

For whatever reason, whether it was the mating bond or just the growing feelings for the girl, Jed was seeing stars and not just from how hard he had just hit his head.

“What the hell was that for? We weren’t going to hurt you!” Lizzie yelled angrily, throwing her hands up in the air. Y/N shrugged.

“I do not like being touched, and I do not like any of you.” She stated simply. “Now, if you don’t mind.” As she went to make her way past them again, Hope stood in her way, a sarcastic grin on her face.

“Yeah, you’re not going anywhere till you tell us why Jed is the only one who’s able to hear your siren song.” The Tribrid crossed her arms over her chest as she awaited an answer.

Sighing, Y/N looked back at Jed who was standing up and making his way back to his friends. The siren looked back at the teens with a straight face. “He can hear my siren song because, unfortunately for the both of us, he is my mate.”

There were small gasps from the group, but noy from Jed. When Y/N looked back at the young wolf he was smiling, like he was actually happy about the announcement.

“You’re my mate? No wonder I was in such a daze, I mean of course it was probably your siren song, but I could feel the bond and how close you were and all I wanted to do was to just come find you-” Jed’s ranting was caught off by Y/N putting her hand in the air to get him to shut up.

“You’re happy about this? Wouldn’t you rather be with someone of your own kind? A fellow werewolf?” Y/N questioned.

Jed shook his head as he took a bold step forward to the girl, “I’m just happy I found you, I never thought I’d find my mate.” If it weren’t for the fact that everyone else was around the two mates, Jed probably would have tried to kiss Y/N, but he knew it was much too soon for that. Plus, she’d probably throw him against a tree again.

There was a silence as no one had any clue of what to say, but one thing was for sure and everyone’s stomachs were growling for the barbequed food they had left behind at the school.

Kaleb clapped his hands together to gain everyone’s attention, “Why don’t we head back to the school, get something to eat, and you two can uh- sort this whole thing out. Sound like a plan?” Before anyone could say anything he started walking back in the direction of the school, the others following behind him.

Y/N was going to wait till they were far enough ahead and then make a run for it, but when she went to turn around she hit her face straight into Jed’s chest. The boy was smiling down at her, which was kind of creepy in a way, but he couldn’t help it. Jed started walking behind his friends, and reluctantly Y/N followed them.

Reaching the school felt like it took hours since they were all so hungry, but as soon as they reached the grill where all the food was still warm it felt well worth the wait. Everyone started to fill their plates, talking and passing food. Though Y/N was hungry, she didn’t want to eat anything that was handed to her just in case they were trying to drug her or something. Instead, she went to the deep end of the pool and sat at the edge, her shoes discarded behind her as she dipped her feet in the water. She sighed in relief as she let the coolness of the water calm her down.

Unlike most mermaids who don’t have control of when they shift into the fishy form, Y/N did. She was old and had learned many spells that had helped her gain control of her shifting over the years. She closed her eyes and imagined she was home, deep in the ocean where no one could find her, where it was quiet calm. She hated the land, the people there were too greedy for their own good.

Her peace was disturbed as Jed sat next to her, water splashing as his feet were submerged into the water. Y/N opened her eyes, narrowing them at the boy. She knew it was a bit irrational to be so angry over something so small, but she was just angry at everything at the moment. Jed smiled as he handed her plate of food, hoping that she’d takt it. It took a little nudge, but eventually Y/N took the food and slowly started to eat bits and pieces of it.

“You know, if you don’t want to talk about it right now, we don’t have to. I just want you to know that I’d really like to get to know you, and for you to get to know me. I can feel the mistrust, the anxiety, but we’re not going to hurt you.” There was a pause as he looked into Y/N’s eyes, really meaning his next words, “I’m not going to hurt you.”

Y/N was silent as she looked down at her plate of food, most of it already gone and she hadn’t even realized. Jed chuckled softly, knowing that she was probably starving deep down.

“I do not trust anyone.” Y/N said slowly, which caught the rest of the group by surprise. “Many people, supernatural or not, want to hunt me, kill me, or sell me. I do not trust anyone.” Y/N’s eyes glanced up for a split second, just long enough to see the sadness that rested on everyone’s features.

Jed gently put his hand on Y/N’s knee, and thankfully she didn’t move back from him. “We won’t let anything happen to you.” He smiled softly, the action warming Y/N’s cold heart just enough to make her smile a little bit.

Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad, to have a mate that was a werewolf. Maybe it wouldn’t be bad to stick around and see what happens. Just maybe.

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Always.. and Forever (1/2)

After your twin goes off the rails, you decide a change of scenery is in order.

PART ONE | PART TWO

Words: 7.7K Author's Note: ST4 and Legacies AU. We're obviously not going to be in the 80s for this, but the ST characters will be the same age as they are in S4. Also, I'm a tad mean when discussing Hope. Oops.

Growing up, you'd been told that having a twin was a blessing.

Obviously, those people didn't grow up with Hope Mikaelson- an uppity little witch who'd been told she was going to be the most powerful witch that ever lived when she grew up. You don't know why they favored her over you when you were of the same blood, of the same birth, but they did. And instead of being jealous and causing tension, you faded into the background and let your aunt Freya teach you when she had the time.

Your family went to hell and back trying to keep you and Hope safe, and in the end there was only so much they could do. Your mother had enrolled the two of you into a school for supernatural children when a majority of the Mikaelson clan was put into a spelled sleep, but even there you didn't fit in. The children, and even some teachers, whispered about your family and that you and Hope were sure to follow in your father's footsteps. It wasn't the best environment to grow up in, but Headmistress Caroline Forbes did her best to make you feel welcomed.

And then your family was reunited, but the dangers never dissipated.

Your mother Haley was the first to die, your and Hope's werewolf curse had been activated, and your father Niklaus and uncle Elijah took in an ancient evil within themselves to free you and Hope from its clutches before joining Haley in the afterlife.

You spent a week mourning down in New Orleans before you went back to school in Mystic Falls, but trouble seemed to find you Mikaelson girls no matter where you went.

And after a couple years of fending off monster after monster, protecting a school full of children who would rather see you and Hope leave, you've finally decided that you've had enough. But your decision comes too little too late, and you only really make up your mind to leave when your vampire side is forcefully activated.

Becoming a tribrid was never something you wanted- not like Hope who spoke of it often since she claimed it was solely on her shoulders to defeat Malivore- so you left Mystic Falls and didn't even tell your family where you were going.

Hawkins, Indiana is the last place your family would think you'd ever willingly settle down in, so it's absolutely perfect to put down some roots. They have many decent homes up for sale, but the last thing you want is anyone paying too close attention to the eighteen-year-old living all alone in a house she shouldn't have been able to afford.

Forest Hills Trailer Park is looked down upon by a majority of the town it seems, so you manage to compel yourself a double wide trailer and have it set up in that exact park. The trailer itself has more room than you need, but you figure you'd just go ahead and make it your own.

You're so busy decorating your new home to your liking, that you don't notice how slimy Hawkins feels until you've come to the realization that you like the little outdated town. And after casting a few spells to figure out exactly what's going on with the town, you come across a source of supernatural energy you've never felt before. It pulses and writhes angrily, especially when you focus on it to figure out exactly what it is, but it seems stuck for the moment, so you leave it be.

Better to not poke the bear and make it even angrier, painting a target on your back when it eventually breaks free.

You've been at the trailer park for nearly a week now, sitting at the public picnic table and enjoying the crisp air when your solitude is interrupted.

A young redhead sits across from you, setting down a paper plate of cookies that's covered in plastic wrap. "You're that new girl, right? The one who lives at the end of the road," she says, gesturing towards where your trailer resides. You nod and place your pencil down next to your sketchbook. "My mom told me to bring you some cookies as a welcoming gift. They're store bought though. Enjoy."

The girl looks like she's done with the day, and you finally crack a grin. "Thanks." You pull the plate towards you, lifting the wrap to grab one of the chocolate chip cookies. "I'm YN."

"Max." She says. Her eyes dart to the plate of cookies and you gesture for her to take one. She does. "So, what brings you to our crappy little town?" She asks while breaking apart the cookie to slowly eat it.

"Change of scenery." You shrug. Biting the cookie, you chew and swallow before saying, "I, uh, had some family issues so I just took myself out of the situation. Better to be alone and happy, than being miserable with the family."

Max nods as if she understands. "Where'd you move from?"

"Virginia. I'm originally from Louisiana, but I was living at my private school when I decided to just pack up and move."

"Cool."

Max nibbles on her cookie and you take the moment to study the girl across from you. There's an aura of sadness and exhaustion practically blanketing the girl and you wonder what she's recently gone through to have her feeling so morose. But the two of you are basically strangers and you know it's not your place to ask such personal questions.

You pick up the too loud music and rumbling engine of a vehicle way before your companion does, and you watch as she winces when the sound finally reaches her ears.

"You alright?" You ask when she grimaces and rubs at the spot between her eyes, eyes then darting to a van that screeches into a parking spot in front of one of the many trailers.

"Yeah, uh, headache. They started yesterday and Munson's loudness does not help at all."

"Headaches?" You arch an eyebrow at her, gaze darting to the boy with long hair that hops out of his van.

"Mhm."

The boy grins when he spots you and starts making his way towards where you're at with a little bounce in his step. "I have some tea somewhere that can help with that. It'll put you into a dreamless sleep too."

From the corner of your eye, you see her perk up. "Does it actually work?"

"Yeah. I used to drink it all the time after my dad and uncle died." The words slip easily from your lips that you don't see Max look momentarily surprised. "So what about this Munson guy? Should I steer clear or..?" The whole grunge look is not something you've been particularly drawn to, but his boyish smile is rather distracting.

"He's harmless. Obsessed with Dungeons and Dragons, and his music."

You huff a short laugh and mumble, "Nerd," beneath your breath.

But Max still hears and laughs out loud.

"What's so funny, Mayfield?" The boy asks, hopping up onto the bench and taking a seat on top of the table corner. "And who's your friend?"

You arch an eyebrow at him as he shamelessly reaches for a cookie, silver rings glinting in the sunlight as he bites into said cookie with a smile. "I've lived here for a week. Is this really the first time you've seen me?"

"No shit?" He hops off the table and dramatically bows before you, staring at you through his lashes and a curtain of hair that had slipped into framing his face. "Eddie Munson at your service, m'lady."

You grin and shake your head. "YN Mikaelson."

"Nice." He takes another bite of his cookie as he straightens up, groaning in delight. "These are really good."

"Right? Apparently our neighbor Max here is quite the baker."

She snorts as you wink at her when Eddie praises her mad baking skills. "So what brings you to small town Hawkins?"

"Family issues," you say. "Just wanted to start off somewhere new."

"Alone?"

"Yep."

"Nice."

Max snorts again and makes to stand up. "Well it was nice meeting you. I'm sure we'll run into each other again. It's a small trailer park."

"I'll bring that tea to you later tonight. Which trailer's yours?"

"Right there. You can't miss it," she says while pointing it out.

As Max goes back to her place, you're left alone with Eddie. His eyes crinkle as he smiles yet again and you can't help but grin back. His smile is insanely infectious. "So what's your story, Eddie Munson?"

"Don't got much of one."

"Really? Everyone's got a story."

He shrugs and his smile falters. "Dad's in the slammer and mom wanted nothing to do with me when I failed my senior year, so my uncle took me in. Failed a second time and right now I'm army crawling my way towards graduation so I can finally get the hell out there. Third time's the charm, right?"

There's a sadness to his tone that puts a crack in your wall and has you sharing your story when you normally wouldn't. "My twin and I lost our parents and uncle a few years ago. We did our best to carry on, but my twin- she, uh, she did something completely unforgivable that resulted with me running away without telling anyone."

"Your twin messed up so you're punishing the rest of your family by taking your awesome self out of the equation?"

You sadly smile at his ridiculous statement. "Most of them favored her anyway." You shrug. "If they really want to find me, they'll figure it out."

Eddie holds his hands up in mock surrender, showing that he's dropping the subject. "Well, I should get going. If you ever want to hang out, you know where to find me."

"Yeah. Same." You flash him a friendly smile. "I don't have a job as of yet, so it's just me at home."

"Yeah? Well alright then. I'll see you around, neighbor."

Almost as soon as Eddie disappears into his trailer, muffled heavy metal music can be heard. You spend a bit more time outside, sketching and bobbing your head along to whatever Eddie's listening to before you decide to head back home.

And when you get home, it isn't long until you find the herbs to make a few tea bags for Max so the younger girl can sleep in peace.

Max is the first to visit your home, and you had laughed when she took in everything in your living room and came to the realization that you were into weird stuff. The crystals, globes, and grimoires were weird enough, but the burning incense and ceremonial daggers you had on display gave her enough to pause to consider exiting your trailer then and there.

"My eldest aunt is a practicing wiccan." The little lie had slipped off your tongue so easily. After all, you couldn't exactly tell her the truth. "The youngest of my uncles dabbled in it too, and my twin and I just kind of followed in their footsteps."

"Oh. Cool?" She had said, even though it sounded as if it were a question. "So, uh, that tea you gave me..?"

"Was a blend I made myself after my aunt taught me how to make it. Totally harmless if you're worried."

Max was apprehensive for a bit more afterward, but when you didn't get after her for her curiosity of your belongings, she became more at ease. She had asked for more of the tea since apparently it did help her sleep, and you did that for her while watching as she appreciated some crystals you had sitting on a shelf.

Then Eddie came over a day after and his reaction was the complete opposite. While Max showed wariness of her surroundings, Eddie practically lit up.

Eddie is like a kid in a candy store as he studies everything with a keen eye, his attention being held by the daggers and books. He didn't look like the type of boy who would willingly read, but he surprised you by sitting on your couch with one of your books in his lap.

"So what? You're into the occult and stuff?" He asks.

"Would it be so bad if I was?" Eddie briefly glances up and flashes you a smile. "Are you into stuff like this?" You then ask.

He shrugs. "Kinda. I'm the Dungeon Master for my D&D club. It's my job to weave a tale with my mystical beasts and demons. I don't dabble in it like you apparently do, but I like to learn random facts here and there."

"What about outside of D&D?" You then wonder. "Do you believe in magic, Mr. Munson?"

You have no idea what's keeping you talking, but you find that you want to tell this boy everything. Eddie chuckles as he looks up from the book once more. "Are you trying to tell me you can wiggle your nose and make shit happen?" He says it as if it were a joke, but you don't laugh.

Instead, you smile. "Well, I don't have to wiggle my nose, but.."

Eddie's amusement falters as he really looks at you. "Bullshit," he says when he realizes you're being serious. He closes your book and sets it aside, and then scoots to sit on the edge of his seat. "Magic isn't real." Your smile slowly widens. "Is it?"

The candles adorning every bookshelf in your living room burst to life. With half his face lit up by flickering flames, you realize his expression isn't exactly one of glee like it was minutes before. Your smile slowly vanishes the longer he stays quiet and for a split second you think you've made a mistake.

But then Eddie meets your gaze, and he beams at you. "You've been holding out on me, Mikaelson! What else can you do?"

Your eyes sting with tears of relief and you quickly sniffle as you choke back a laugh. "I, uh, I can do a lot. But this stays between us, Munson. At least for now."

He quickly makes a cross over his heart. "Done."

Over the next couple of weeks, Eddie and Max become constants in your home. Only one knows only a fraction of your true identity, while the other is under the assumption that your only trick is mixing some herbs that make her have a peaceful night's sleep.

Your trailer becomes sort of a haven for the redhead, and you completely understand when she tells you why. Her stepbrother had passed away the previous summer, her stepfather picked up and left, and her mother took to the bottle after having to get two jobs just to support the two of them. Her own trailer wasn't the most comfortable to reside in, so you let her be when she took to hiding out in your place from her friends or just hanging around to complete her homework.

Eddie, on the other hand, visits just to hang out with a pretty girl. His words, not yours.

But thankfully he stays true to his word and never mentions anything he'd seen or learned that fateful night in your trailer, so you don't mind his flirty smiles and not so subtle innuendo. You learn he plays in a band called Corroded Coffin and that he deals weed to high school kids, but he didn't judge you so you don't judge him.

Okay, so maybe there's a little judgment when he asks if there's any witchy juju he can sell.

He learned his lesson though when you silenced him for ten minutes and he was left trailing after you like a lost puppy with no mouth.

Spring Break is upon the kids of Hawkins, but no one is looking forward to it more than Eddie.

You're in your kitchen, grabbing yourself a drink when your front door opens. Eddie barges in, in a flurry of limbs, and you smile as he trips over himself. "Excited much?"

He winks at you. "Always. At least when you're involved."

You laugh and grab another soda before taking it to the living room. "Not that I don't enjoy your company, but didn't Hellfire have a meeting tonight?"

"Yes." His sudden scowl makes your lips twitch, but you don't outright laugh at him. Instead, you listen. "Those little dipshit freshmen couldn't find a substitute after one of our members backed out to play in the basketball championship game. I didn't want to postpone Hellfire, but we had no other choice."

"That sucks. I'm sorry."

"Yeah, well.." He trails off and pops open his can of Coke before taking a long drink from it. "On a funnier note, the Queen Bee of Hawkins High sought me out in order to get me to sell her."

"Seriously?"

"Yep. But something was off," he says. "She was nervous, terrified even, and this wasn't the jitters of a first-time buyer. She seemed like she needed actual help."

"So, what'd you tell her?"

"I, uh, I told her I had a friend who made some tea that was sure to offer her a peaceful night's sleep."

"Eddie," you groan.

"I'm sorry! I panicked." He chuckles softly before turning just a bit more serious. "She seems like she really needs help, YN. And I know you helped out Little Red, so I just thought-"

"It's fine. I'll make her a few tea bags."

"You're the best! She'll be by later tonight."

"That's fine, but if I'm doing some magic then you're paying for dinner."

"As m'lady wishes." You huff a laugh at him as he chugs the rest of his Coke. "So, what do you want? I'll go pick it up right now."

"Uhh.. Chinese? I really want some noodles. And fortune cookies."

"You got it. I'll be back."

He leaves his empty soda can on one of your side tables and rushes out before you can scold him for leaving his trash.

You clean up while Eddie is away and get started on pulling together some ingredients for the tea bags that Eddie's classmate apparently needs. And then when there's nothing else to be done, you curl up in the corner of your sofa and watch some trash TV.

Eddie returns soon enough and you grab a couple more sodas and some utensils before joining him in the living room. He's pulled the coffee table closer to your sofa, using that to hold the food, but you reclaim your corner and hold your carton of lo mein in your lap as you eat.

He's seated on the middle cushion, your body turned towards him so your socked feet are tucked under his thigh when there's a knock on your door. You and Eddie glance at it, forks frozen midway to your mouths before the door itself is pulled open.

Max's gaze immediately lands on the two of you, a small smile blossoming as she realizes you are home and not busy. "I brought some people over. I hope that's okay."

"Uh yeah. Sure. Come in."

Max opens the door wider, and you shove the forkful of noodles into your mouth as you watch as teen after teen file into your home. Three boys and one girl congregate around your front entrance, and it only takes a split second for two of the group to spot your companion on the sofa.

"Eddie?!"

"What are you doing here?"

Eddie smirks as he slurps up some of his noodles and you take the time to study the two boys amazed by his appearance- one tall and lanky with shaggy dark hair and the other a little stocky with a head of light curls tucked under a cap. Both are wearing Hellfire Club shirts and you realize these must be the dipshit freshmen Eddie spoke of earlier.

The two boys are still gaping when Max rolls her eyes. "This is Dustin and Mike. Beside them is Robin and then Steve. Guys, this is YN."

"Hey." You wave your fork at them, grinning. "I'd have gotten more food if I knew Max was bringing guests."

"Uh yeah. No, it's cool," Robin stammers. "It's, uh, nice to meet you?" Her gaze darts around your place once more and you grin.

"You guys can sit anywhere. Just make yourselves at home. We don't bite."

"Speak for yourself," Eddie muses.

Max rolls her eyes and you lift a foot to lightly kick his thigh. "Behave."

Eddie glances at you, smiling so wide that his eyes crinkle and your heart skips a beat. You try to narrow your eyes at him, but your lips end up twitching and showing your amusement towards him.

"Holy shit. Munson's got game," you hear someone mutter.

"We're missing Lucas," Max then says as she flops down on the other side of Eddie, "and Will and El are flying in from California right now, so I thought I'd introduce you to these morons first instead of unleashing them on you all at once."

"Ohhh. Lucas, huh. You're actually going to introduce me to the illustrious ex-boyfriend?" Max blushes which makes Dustin snicker, but she narrows her eyes at her friend before leaning across Eddie and snatching the carton of lo mein noodles out of your hand. "Hey!"

"You snooze, you lose."

You pout at the little redhead until Eddie hands you his own carton, and you beam at him. The sudden speeding up of his heart makes you mentally chuckle and then you dig into his carton of noodles since Max had stolen yours.

"Sooo.. any questions?" You wonder when you realize Max's friends are still quiet.

"Do you worship the devil?" Dustin blurts.

You and Eddie both snort. "No. I do not worship the devil."

"Your decor is.." Robin trails off, eying the many witchy artifacts you have out in the open. "It's really something."

You wink. "I promise I'm a total Glinda."

Max ends up giving you a little background on her friends and you do the same, telling them only the things that you told Eddie and Max. So after a half hour, they know where you're from, where you previously went to school, and that you had a falling out with your sister which is why you moved.

Your carefree laughs and easy going smiles seem to loosen up Max's friends, and soon enough they're all at ease in your home.

At least until there's another knock on your door and you freeze.

"Oh! That should be Chrissy," Eddie says. He's quick to stand and you can't help the little pang of hurt you feel at the way he lights up.

Your eyes follow him as he stumbles over to the door and your smile falls when one of the prettiest girls you've ever seen steps into your home. She's in her cheerleading uniform and, though she's obviously uncomfortable with so many sets of eyes on her, she's still absolutely stunning.

She smiles at Eddie and he smiles at her, and you're so annoyed with yourself for ever thinking Eddie would go for someone like you.

Self-pity aside, however, you notice something is wrong with the girl. She's very twitchy and holding herself as if someone or something is after her, and she's doing her best to hold herself together. In fact, she reminds you of Max when Max first started hanging around. Only worse.

"Hey." You stand up and decide to introduce yourself. "I'm YN."

"Chrissy." She smiles at you. "I'm sorry for intruding. If I had known-"

"Oh. Don't even worry." You're quick to assure her. "I didn't know they'd be here either, except for Eddie, so you're fine."

"Thanks."

"Well, if you just hang here for a bit, I'll just go grab you those tea bags."

"Okay. Thank you."

As you head towards your kitchen, you listen as Eddie introduces Chrissy to those they go to school with and those they used to go to school with. She's all nervous smiles and nervous chatter, and you take your time gathering the tea so she has a bit of time to relax with her peers.

As you're putting the tea into a tin container, the lights in your trailer flicker.

The talking and laughter from your living room cease altogether, and the hair on the back of your neck raises.

"Chrissy?"

"Hey, is she okay?"

"Munson, what the hell did you sell her, man?"

"Nothing! I didn't sell her shit." A pause and then. "Chrissy. Hey Chrissy, wake up. This isn't funny."

The slight panic in Eddie's voice is enough to make you rush back into the living room and your eyes widen at the sight of the teenage girl standing stock still, eyes milky white and rolled up. "What the hell?"

The lights start flickering faster and the air reeks of fear. Eddie looks in your direction, eyes filled with panic as he says, "Do something!"

"I- I.. do what?" You stammer.

"You're the witch," he shouts. "You tell me!"

Everyone is so busy staring at Chrissy that they don't hear what Eddie said, but they are about to witness it. Because seconds later, Chrissy's body starts to levitate inches off the floor of your trailer.

"Goddammit," you mutter. Rushing forward, your hands latch onto the sides of her face before her body can raise any higher. Then closing your eyes, you concentrate on clearing your mind before uttering the words, "Harae-Tamau Kioku Yomigaerashi-Tamae."

You feel when a pulse of power leaves you. Chrissy's milky eyes turn back to her normal vibrant color, and she gasps before she collapses. The flickering lights stop.

"Chrissy!"

"Max!"

You whirl around and watch as Mike and Dustin hover over Max who's apparently collapsed as well. Suddenly every gaze is on you, wide with panic and terror.

"What the hell are you?!" Mike screams. "What did you do!?"

Your eyes widen at the kid's fierce protectiveness. "I'm a- I'm a witch." You glance between Chrissy and Max unconscious on the floor. "The spell I used is for purging the mind of supernatural influence. But Max-"

"Was having headaches," Eddie suddenly realizes. "Just like Chrissy was having headaches!"

You frown before meeting the freaked-out expressions of Max's friends. "Did Max ever say anything?"

"No. We don't talk like we used to," Dustin says. "Not after.." He trails off when Mike elbows him and shakes his head to be quiet.

You sigh, not liking being left out of the loop. "Get the girls on the sofa. Something is clearly going on in this little town that's affecting the two of them."

"Are they dead?" Robin asks.

"What? No." You huff a laugh. "Glinda, remember? I'm the good witch here." As they get Chrissy and Max situated on your sofa, you rush over to a shelf cabinet and open it up. "Can someone clear the coffee table? I'm gonna need it."

You scour your shelves for items you need- chalk, a bowl, a few dry herbs, and two necklaces that have wrapped clear quartz dangling from the chains. Then heading towards your now cleared off coffee table, you set everything down and sit on your knees. You draw a circle atop the wooden table, lines protruding from the circle and ending in arrows or pointing to other symbols you've drawn in.

"Jesus," Steve breathes in awe. "You really are a witch."

Mike kneels across from you, no longer freaked out but so very curious now. "What are you doing?"

"The girls need protection. Clear quartz dispels negative energy." You place the bowl in the middle, tossing ingredients into it while crumbling others. Then grabbing the necklaces, you set them on either side of the bowl and stretch the chains out. Holding a fist over the bowl, you stretch your fingers out while uttering, "Incendia."

A small flame bursts to life in the bowl and immediately the dry ingredients start to smolder.

"Cool." Dustin smiles as he watches you work. "Have you always been able to do this?"

"Can you save the questions for later? I would rather explain myself after Max is awake."

"Yeah. Sure. That's fine."

Taking a deep breath then, you place a hand over each clear quartz crystal. Then clearing your mind, you say, "Praesidio, protegere ac tutari." You can feel your palms tingle and know the charm has been set. When you open your eyes, you huff a laugh when you see everyone staring at you in awe. "Uh, protection charm," you explain. "Hopefully this keeps their minds clear of any future supernatural influence."

"Yeah. No shit." Dustin scoffs. "That levitating thing was new."

As the girls start to show signs of waking up, you wave a hand over the table and vanish everything but the necklaces. Max wakes up confused, but Chrissy wakes up in a panic.

"Hey. Hey," you say a little louder to get her to look at you. "You're okay. You're safe."

"No, no, no. You don't under-" She glances around at everyone, trying to push herself further back into the sofa as if that'll help her disappear.

"I understand perfectly and I'm sorry you're being targeted," you say. Picking up one of the necklaces, you hold it out to her with a small smile. "As long as you reside in Hawkins, I'm going to need you to wear this."

Her tear-filled eyes dart between you and the necklace you're offering. "W-Why?"

"Because it'll keep the boogeyman away." You grin as she shakily takes the offered necklace after a beat. "And I still have that tea for you if you want it."

"W-Will it help?"

You shrug and look at Max. "Does the tea help you?"

"Yeah. It keeps away the dreams. And the visions." She gulps when her friends all stare at her in surprise.

"I'll t-take it." Chrissy hastily puts on her new necklace, and you return to your kitchen for the tea. When you get back to her, she's standing by your sofa and looking very uncomfortable. "Here you go." Then making sure to catch her gaze, you say, "When you walk out of this trailer, I'm going to need you to forget my face. And the secret of monsters and magic stays with you. Do I make myself clear?"

Unbeknownst to those around you, Chrissy's pupils dilate as the compulsion sets in. "I understand."

"Good. Have a good night, Chrissy. Drive safe."

She blinks and then looks at Eddie, and he jerks into motion. "Oh, uh, come on. I'll walk you out."

As you watch Eddie lead Chrissy with a hand at the small of her back, you grimace before averting your gaze and chewing on the bottom corner of your lip.

All is quiet until they're out the door and then Steve's blurting, "So how long have you been crushing on Munson?"

You wince. "Is it that obvious?"

"It wasn't until Chrissy showed up."

"Yeah, well.." You sigh softly and then hand Max her own necklace. "Tis the curse of a Mikaelson. We always want something we can't have."

A moment of silence passes as Max glances around the occupants of the room who are all standing around warily. "So is anyone going to explain what's going on?"

You raise a hand. "I'm a witch. My grandmother was a witch, my aunt Freya is a witch, and now me and my twin Hope are witches. It runs in our blood."

"So witches are real now?" She arches an eyebrow at you. "Seriously?"

"Yep." The answer comes from Eddie who's returned. "She's even got this book of monsters. You guys wouldn't believe what's actually real."

"Eddie knows? What the hell, YN." Max frowns.

"Sorry."

"So the story about moving here because you had a falling out with your sister..?"

"Is true. My sister and I attended a school for supernatural children- witches, vampires, werewolves. We even had a fairy and a phoenix," you muse. "But yeah, my sister and I butted heads, and she did something completely unforgivable. At least in my eyes she did. And I just- I left. I was tired of living in her shadow, tired of being presumed to always be second best and tired of cleaning up her messes and making apologies on her behalf."

"So, you moved to Hawkins where-" Mike elbows Dustin again and you grin.

"I don't know why you're so secretive. I already know something is off about this town."

"What do you mean?" Eddie frowns. "It's just Hawkins."

When you glance back at the others, they all seem to suddenly find the floor or the walls more interesting than meeting your gaze. "It's not. When I settled in, I realized Hawkins felt slimy. There's a supernatural presence here for sure, but I don't know what it is. It's nothing I've ever come up against."

Eddie glances back at the others and notices their avoidance as well. "What do you guys know?"

"Nothing!" Dustin blurts.

"Nothing at all," Robin agrees.

But Mike caves with a sigh. "Can you just wait another day or so? My girlfriend's coming back and this is her story to tell."

"Technically it's all of our story, but yeah. Whatever." Steve shrugs. "Let El tell the tale."

Everyone seems a little on edge after what's just happened, so you don't blame them when they suggest they should get going. They promise to keep your secret and you wave them all off with promises that they can drop by whenever they feel like it. Your door is always open.

Everyone but Eddie takes their leave and as soon as they're out the door you practically collapse onto your sofa.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa. You good?"

You sit on the edge of the sofa, elbows on your knees as your hands clasp at the back of your neck. "Mhm. Just- just give me a moment." A slight breeze picks up inside the trailer and the lights briefly flicker. You hear Eddie gasp. "Don't worry. It's just me."

"What's happening?"

"Magic's going a little haywire," you tell him. "That purging spell I did? That was my first time doing it. It's, uh, it's dark magic."

"YN, what the hell.." You lift your head, only to see him kneeling a couple feet in front of you. "If it was dark magic, why would you do it?"

You shrug. "Because you asked me to. Chrissy is your friend or whatever and, uh, I couldn't exactly let her die in my home."

"First off, she's not my friend. Yesterday was the first time she's talked to me since middle school." Your lips twitch in brief amusement before you're lowering your head once more when you feel a pang of pain in your temple. "And secondly, you did the spell because I asked? Lil' 'ol me? Seriously?"

"Stop," you groan. "I don't even have to be looking at you to know you're smiling so wide right now."

Eddie laughs. "Can you blame me? This smoking hot babe of a witch just admitted to doing something because I asked. Me! You gotta let me gloat here for a bit."

"Get out of my trailer, Munson."

He laughs some more and you finally brave a look at him, uncaring that your cheeks are probably lit up with a blush. His smug smile turns soft the longer he stares at you. "In all seriousness, are you good?"

"Yeah. I just- I'm probably gonna soak in the bath and head to bed. I feel icky after that."

"Okay." He stands then and with a soft exhale, you follow. "If you need anything.."

"I have your number and know exactly where you live. I'll be fine, Eddie."

"I'm just saying." He starts walking towards your door, only to stop when it's opened halfway. "Or if you need someone to scrub your back in the bath-"

"Out!"

He barks out a laugh and there's no use in trying to hide your smile. You can't.

"Okay, okay. I'm going. I'll come over in the morning to make sure you haven't gone Wicked Witch of the West on us."

"Jesus Christ. Just go."

You grin the entire time you watch Eddie walk back to his trailer, waving at him when he pauses at his own trailer door to glance back at you.

Then left alone, you lock up and do exactly as you told Eddie you were going to do. You fill the tub with water as hot as you can take it, and then soak in it until the water's lukewarm before crawling into bed.

The following afternoon, Eddie is gracing your trailer with his presence yet again. You still feel a little off balance from the use of dark magic, but Eddie's nurturing side makes an appearance and claims the two of you are just going to hang out and watch some mindless TV.

You lay out across your sofa, your head being cushioned by a pillow that rests against the arm rest, and Eddie makes the bold move to lay between your hip and the back of the sofa. He drapes his arm over your thighs and uses your abdomen as his own personal pillow.

"Is, uh, is this okay?" He nervously squirms as he tries to get comfortable.

His hammering heartbeat momentarily distracts you, but when you feel him tense and start to move off of you, you lay a hand on his shoulder. "It's fine. Really. You're good."

He tries to exhale softly in relief, but with your keen hearing you pick it up.

You aren't expecting the children back so soon, but later that evening they're all being led into your trailer without so much as a knock. You stare incredulously at Max, but she merely shrugs before making herself comfortable. Dustin, Robin and Steve make themselves comfortable as well, and Mike's left standing with three newcomers.

"So, this is Lucas, Will and Eleven," Mike introduces them to you. "Guys, this is YN. She's a witch."

Eleven and Will's eyes widen, but it's Lucas who scoffs. "Yeah. Right."

"Not a believer?" You ask from where you're still laying, Eddie happily smug about his position still half on you. The young black boy rolls his eyes. "Invisique." Everyone gasps and you know you've gone invisible.

"Holy shit. That's really cool," Dustin muses.

You let the spell drop and reappear for all to see. "What about now?"

Lucas just gapes at you and Max rolls her eyes before pulling him down into a seat.

Mike, Will and Eleven take the lead in telling you and Eddie all about Hawkins' dirty secrets. You learn all about the child experimentation, the tattoo adorning Eleven's wrist which explains her numbered name, and about the other dimension that she accidentally ripped a portal into. They tell you about monsters and Will's disappearance, as well as a death of a girl that Steve went to school with, and how the Hawkins Lab and a portion of the government are covering it all up.

Max surprises everyone by telling you all about Billy, and while he was a dick to her, you know it's tough to lose someone you consider family.

When they seem to run out of steam, you fill in the three newcomers about everything you've already told everyone else. You keep most of your life a secret, and only let them know about your witchy side.

But like all good things in your life, something ends up happening and forces your hand.

You and Eddie have been adopted into Max's circle of friends, which Robin and Steve are grateful for since they were surrounded by too many freshmen. They seem excited to see you perform little bouts of magic here and there, and even ask if there's anything you can do for Eleven since she seemed to have lost her own powers when she fought the Mind Flayer.

Unfortunately, you couldn't do anything for her.

But still, they're excited for you to hang around, especially the younger boys who can't stop talking about D&D with Eddie.

"How are you even attracted to that?" Steve asks one night as you herd the kids out of the movie theater. Maximum Overdrive was playing and the kids had been eager to see it.

"What?" You manage to peel your eyes from Eddie who is gesturing rather wildly with his arms as he speaks, smiling like an idiot.

"That! That right there," Steve says while lowering his voice. Robin snorts from his other side. "He's so- he's so weird," he explains.

"Steve, my whole life is weird. I like who I like. I can't help it."

"Well, I think it's adorable," Robin says.

"Thanks, Buckley."

She and Steve then start to bicker over the pros and cons of Eddie Munson, and you find amusement in how they're slightly obsessed with who you should and should not be attracted to. But your amusement is cut short when you notice how oddly quiet the street is.

You can detect numerous heartbeats all around you, but the only other noise is coming from the teens who've yet to notice the odd way the many adults are suddenly coming to a stop all around you.

"Eleven." The stated name comes from a man with a head of white hair, decked out in a suit and tie. He walks out into the middle of the street, several of the supposed civilians following him and pulling guns from the back waistband of their pants. "Eleven, it's time to come home."

Almost immediately, Mike and the other children form a barrier around their friend, shouting obscenities at the man as he holds a hand out towards Eleven. Even Steve joins the fray, protecting the girl who's gripping onto Mike's hand for dear life.

Eddie stumbles back until he's at your side, warily glancing around at all the men and women holding guns. "Do you have any idea what's going on?" His hand subconsciously slips into yours and you squeeze it.

"Not a clue."

"Eleven." The man calls out again. "Come. I'm sure you don't want anything to happen to your little friends."

"Fuck you!" Mike screams. "She doesn't want to go. She's happy with us. She has a real family with us."

"I am her only family."

"Like hell you are!" Dustin shouts then. "You took her from her mother and experimented on her! She's nothing to you!"

The man exhales and glances to his right, nodding at the man who meets his gaze. Suddenly, all guns are aimed at you and your group.

"Don't!" Eleven shouts. "I'm sorry. I'll go-"

"El!"

"-but you don't hurt my friends. Please, papa, don't hurt them."

Mike tries to keep Eleven at his side, but the girl turns to him with tears in her eyes. She sniffles and quickly kisses his cheek before turning back to the man she just called papa.

But the second she takes one step in his direction; you release Eddie's hand and step out to the side. "Hold on, Eleven. You don't have to go with this man if you don't want to."

All gazes turn towards you even as Eddie whisper-shouts that what you're doing is extremely stupid.

"Oh?" The white-haired man smiles. "And just what are you going to do about it?"

"I was hoping you'd say that." You smile back and let your features shift, outing yourself to your friends that you're something more than just a witch.

The white-haired man's expression falls, everyone tightens their grip on their weapons, and you smile to the point that your fangs press into your bottom lip.

From his position right next to her, Eddie watches as YN's features change into something almost monstrous. But the longer he stares, the more he realizes she's not monstrous at all.

In fact, it's actually quite an attractive look.

So as Eddie gulps, he nervously rubs his sweaty palms along his jean clad thighs and hopes no one is paying him any attention.

"If you want the child, you're gonna have to go through me," you tell them.

"What are you?" The man asks.

"Nothing you're going to remember. Ad Somnum." And with a wave of your hand, the white-haired man and his armed companions fall to the ground as if their strings had been cut.

"Holy shit. What did you do?" Max asks, looking at all the unconscious people and then looking right at you. She gulps. "And, uh, what are you? Because if I recall correctly, witches don't have fangs."

"Don't worry." You flash her a fangy grin before strutting forward, standing in the middle of all the unconscious individuals. "They're just sleeping." Hands held out at your sides, you then let your eyes fall shut. "Dedisco."

"What- what was that for?" Eddie asks.

"I erased their memories of me. If there's anything else you wish to be erased, speak now or forever hold your peace," you tease.

Eleven pulls free from Mike as she asks, "Can you- can you erase me from their memories? They won't stop looking for me if they know I'm still out there."

"Sure thing, kid." You take a moment to repeat the last spell, concentrating on erasing Eleven from their collective minds. You'll have to make her a pendent for the future, but you still have a bit of time for that.

Then when you open your eyes once more, everyone's expression ranges from shock to awe to slight fear.

"Um, so I might be something more than a witch?" You say, posing the statement as a question.

Steve scoffs. "Yeah. No kidding."

Your lips twitch in amusement. "I'm also part vampire."

"WHAT?!"

"And part werewolf." At that, you let your eyes flare yellow.

"Oh my god. This is so cool," Robin murmurs.

You smile at her, but then that smile falters as you fidget under everyone's stare. "My twin and I? We're not meant to exist," you tell them. "It's just easier to tell someone that I'm a witch instead of a tribrid. It draws too much attention."

"Well, the wolf's out of the bag." Dustin mumbles.

"It is." You huff a laugh. "And, uh, if we can get back to my place, I'll tell you all about it."

To be continued..

Harae-Tamau Kioku Yomigaerashi-Tamae - a spell that can purge the mind of supernatural influence or solidify the erasure depending on what the witch wants. Incendia - a spell that is able to create fire or ignite flammable objects. Invisique - an invisibility spell which allows a witch to cloak themselves and their targets. Ad Somnum - a spell that renders the target instantly unconscious when cast. Dedisco - a spell that erases memories.

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