Chapitre 21: Ch. 20
May 23, 2009
I watched as Damon and Elena talked, having planned out this night months ago. Both Grayson and Miranda Gilbert knew exactly what was supposed to happen tonight, and Elena had played right into it by acting like the usual bratty teenager. Eventually Damon compelled Elena to forget him, Grayson and Miranda drove up in their car, and Damon fled.
I followed and before the young vampire could get far I slammed him into a tree and thrust my hand straight into his chest, closing my fingers around his heart. All he managed to get out was a partial, "What the fu-!" before his voice was choked off by the sudden pain of me squeezing his heart.
I grin and catch his eyes, putting him under compulsion, "Shh, be still now Damon Salvatore. The wrong movement and I could accidentally pull your heart out of your chest."
Blood was now leaking from the eldest Salvatore's mouth, but he still managed to speak around the pain, "Who are you supposed to be?"
I laugh at that, "Ah, such a young soul. You might know me as the Master. Or you might not. What's important is how you will remember me once we're done talking."
He glares at me, and I don't see any recognition at the title I spouted out. He probably hadn't heard of me, or just didn't care for vampire lore very much, "The hell is that supposed to mean?"
I just smirk, "Well you see, I can compel vampires. So by the end of this conversation, you're going to believe we're best friends and that you sent me ahead of you to prepare things for your arrival."
Damon looks incredulous at that and throws out some of his wonderfully sarcastic wit, "Yeah, and tomorrow I'll skip down the street throwing tulips around and singing about what a lovely day it is."
I shake my head at his disbelief and slowly remove my hand from his chest, before releasing him and letting his injury nit back together. His body immediately tenses as he either tries to attack me or escape, but finds that he can do neither. His brow furrows, "What is this? Why can't I move?"
Now my smile widens, teeth exposed as I look at the frustrated vampire, "Because Damon, I told you to be still, remember? And my compulsion works on vampires. What else shall I order of you? Perhaps you can skip down the street throwing tulips around and singing about what a lovely day it is."
As he looks into my eyes, I can tell Damon Salvatore has become a true believer. Still, he's belligerent to a fault and there's no fear in his gaze, just grudging respect as he groans, "Alright, alright. What do you want?"
I chuckle, "Always looking for an angle to work aren't you? I'm going to help you open your tomb Damon."
He blinks at that, narrowing his eyes, "Alright, so what's in it for you? Someone you like also stuck in the tomb?"
I smile and shake my head, "No Damon. In fact, I'm helping you open the tomb so that I can kill every vampire inside."
He immediately tenses, but he still can't move as he snarls at me, "I can't let you do that. The woman I love is in there."
I laugh, "Well now, you can't really stop me can you?"
Finally there's fear in Damon's eyes as he resorts to actual begging on behalf of Katherine Pierce, the woman he thinks has been waiting for him for one hundred and forty five years, "Please I'll do anything. You can kill the rest I just want to get Katherine out."
I grin and step closer, my hand closing around his throat as I raise an eyebrow, "You'll do anything Mr. Salvatore?"
He swallows thickly, his love for Katerina so very apparent that it's almost pitiable, "Yes."
I smirk at the admission, "Very well Damon. We have a deal. I will reunite you with Katerina, and you will serve me in whatever capacity I want, for however long I want."
He grimaces but slowly nods, "Deal."
Smiling evilly, I lock gazes with him and initiate compulsion, "Wonderful. Now to set up the next stage of this little game, I'm going to need you to remember me as a human you met a little over five years ago. My name is Vali. We had a lot of fun hitting the town together, became real close friends. I was the closest thing to a brother you'd had in a long time. Eventually you told me everything and I offered to help you get Katherine back. You turned me into a vampire and sent me on my way to Mystic Falls in 2005 to prepare for your arrival."
I pause only for a moment before continuing onto other matters of compulsion, "Now that you're in Mystic Falls again, you're going to avoid feeding off of anyone or killing anyone, so that you don't attract attention. You'll feed from blood bags that I will supply, but you will think it's your idea so that we can lay low. You may kill only in self-defense. You will forget this compulsion and everything that's happened so far tonight except for me meeting you. When I finally let you remember, you will go into standby mode and await my orders."
I released Damon's neck and watched as the compulsion faded. He looked at me and smiled widely, extending his arm which I clasp, pulling him in and patting him on the back as he spoke, "Vali, it's good to see you."
I nod in agreement, "You too Damon. I've been waiting for you friend. A lot has happened in the last five years."
Damon's brow furrows at that, "What can you tell me about this Elena girl? She looks exactly like Katherine, it's disturbing."
I shrug and spread my hands wide, "She's the daughter of the town's Doctor. He also happens to be the leader of the town's secret council against the supernatural. You know the same one that rounded up all those vampires back in 1864 like you told me? So hands off her, they still don't suspect me because I haven't fed on anyone since I arrived, just like you told me to."
Damon nods slowly, "It was just… strange I guess. For a second there it made me think Katherine was already out of the tomb."
I smile at just how true that statement is, even as I shake my head, "Nope, she's one hundred percent human. You showed me what Katherine looked like, I was just as surprised when I saw her the first time and I did my research. As far as I can tell, there's no connection between Katherine and the Gilberts. Once we get her out of the tomb, we can ask her outright can't we?"
Damon nods again, a smile now growing as he considered how close to opening the tomb he finally was, "Agreed. How has your progress been on that?"
I grin and hold up Emily Bennett's talisman with a cocky grin, "How does it look like my progress has been?"
He blinks at that, "You were able to get into the Lockwood's place that easily?"
I laugh in response to that, "Oh you have no idea. The Mayor likes to hold several public events a year, and I've had five years of them to grab it. I got this thing years ago. Now we just wait for the comet to pass by, and then we've just got to convince the Bennett witches to help us open the tomb. Not an easy task mind you, they're powerful and I've barely managed to stay off their radar this long. Threats might not be enough Damon. We may need to make some sort of deal."
Damon frowns but nods in agreement before smiling and clapping me on the back, "Well, we've got time Vali. I'm going to go meet with my dear 'Uncle' Zach, scare the shit out of him, and turn in for the night."
I stop him before he can leave, pulling out my phone, "Hang on, got a new number for you."
As I rattled off said number and he dutifully put it into his own phone, I took a moment to luxuriate in finally living in a time period where smart phones were once again a thing. A moment later he was gone and I grinned before looking towards where I'd find the rebuilt Wickery Bridge. One Salvatore Brother down, one to go before the night was out.
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A/N: Feel like I didn't give proper context for this scene, so I'm adding it in now. After Damon and Elena spoke in canon, Miranda and Grayson picked Elena up and in the process of driving home had an accident and ran their car off of Wickery Bridge.
In canon Stefan is nearby and hears the accident. He rushes over to save them, and manages to get Elena out on Grayson's frantic orders, but when he goes back for Grayson and Miranda, they're dead.
In this story, Vali compelled Grayson to drive off the bridge anyways. Elena was perfectly safe from drowning and that's where this scene begins.
As I arrived at Wickery Bridge I grinned at what I found there. Grayson Gilbert stood dutifully over the unconscious body of Stefan Salvatore. Neither Elena nor Miranda were in sight, and there was a broken part of the bridge where their car had gone over the edge.
Grayson's jaw clenched as he saw me and he spoke up, "You were right, he was easy to surprise and rather weak given his diet of animal blood. I snapped his neck after he saved Elena. I'm surprised you were willing to risk her life tonight for whatever this game you're playing is. I know you need her blood for something given how much of it you've been having me collect over the past five years."
I chuckle, "Ah Doctor Gilbert, as always you prove that you aren't the dimmest light bulb in the room. And I'm sure the lessons in hand to hand combat that my vampires have been giving you didn't help at all with this task right? You're right though I would never risk Elena's life for someone like Stefan Salvatore. Anyone who wanted to kill Elena would have to try a lot harder than drowning her."
Grayson nods slowly, even as Stefan begins to groan awake. The doctor looks down with clear distaste, "This is the third time he's woken up now. You took your time dealing with the other brother. I hope he's not going to be a problem?"
I smirk as I step forward and kneel down to push Stefan Salvatore over onto his back, "Damon won't be a problem, no. He's been compelled to not feed on anyone or kill anybody while he's here. He thinks it's to lay low and what not. I've got him wrapped around my finger, but he thinks I'm working for him. Anyways, I've got this handled from here Grayson. Please, go home to your family, make sure they're okay.
Grayson nods slowly, but before he can leave I tack on one final bit, "Oh and let's postpone Elena's weekly blood draw, let her recover from her ordeal. After all, she almost just lost her parents."
Grayson's jaw clenches but he nods again, inclining his head in a way that lets me know he's even slightly grateful for the reprieve. A moment later he's gone and I'm looking down into Stefan's unfocused eyes. I can't help grinning, "Hello Mr. Salvatore. How are you feeling?"
He groans and brings a hand up to rest on his head, "Got a nasty headache. What happened?"
I chuckle, "Well Mr. Salvatore, you heard a car go off the bridge and came rushing to help. You saved a young teenage girl from certain death, but before you could go back for her parents, they came up out of the water and broke your neck. Because they're both vampires."
I say it so matter-of-factly that it takes several moments for Stefan to register what I'm saying through the headache he's dealing with. When he finally does, he tenses up, getting ready to move, and I grab him by the throat, pinning him down. His eyes bulge at my grip and he barely chokes out, "W-wha?"
I smile pleasantly, "Yes, you just saved Elena Gilbert's life. Her parents, Grayson and Miranda Gilbert are vampires. I turned them."
He still looks dazed and confused, but he manages to speak anyways, "W-who are you?"
I grin wickedly at that, "My name is Vali. Vali Masters to the people of Mystic Falls. But you might know me better simply as the Master."
His eyes widen at that and he becomes strangely more alert. Now there's fear, terror even. I raise an eyebrow, "Oh? So unlike your brother, you have heard of me. What have you heard?"
He grimaces but speaks, "That you're a true immortal, one of the Originals. And that out of all of them you're the most dangerous. The others might kill you, or compel you to kill yourself, but you compel instead of killing, you strip away entire identities and make puppets out of vampires and humans alike."
I blink slowly at that, "That's very interesting. I don't think I've heard anyone describe me like that before. Who told you about me?"
He shakes his head and I smile, "Ah, protecting a friend. Now, who do I know that you're so close to, you'll do anything for them?"
I lock eyes with him and initiate compulsion, "Tell me Stefan Salvatore, is the one who told me about you Alexia Branson?"
He clenches his jaw in an attempt at defiance, but can't help letting the word yes slip out anyways. I grin as my suspicions are confirmed before frowning, "But then who told her? I've never even met the girl."
I still have him under compulsion when I ask this, but he just shakes his head and says, "I don't know." I'm forced to believe that, he can't lie to me right now. Still, Lexi will come around soon enough.
I grin and say as much, "Well, I'll just have to ask her when she arrives for your birthday. Unfortunately, I can't have you warning her away or reacting to the fact that I've turned the entire Founder's Council into Vampires, now can I?"
He knows what's coming, and he struggles mightily, but Stefan Salvatore is not only eight hundred plus years younger than me, he's also weak from animal blood. I just smile as I initiate compulsion and bring the second Salvatore Brother under my thrall, "You will remember saving all of the Gilberts tonight Stefan Salvatore. You will remember calling for an ambulance and all of them being taken to the Hospital. You are a hero Mr. Salvatore, and nothing at all strange jumped out at you about the events of tonight."
I breath in and then continue, "From now on, you will find your problems with blood addiction and ripper killing to be a thing of the past. You will have no desire to feed or kill humans. You will not kill anyone unless it is in self-defense and you will stop feeding from animals. Instead you will feed from blood bags, like any normal 21st century vampire. You will do your best to keep vampirism a secret. You will not remember me or this compulsion. If I ever let you remember this, you will go into standby mode and await my orders."
I stand and bring Stefan with me, lifting him to his feet and helping him to stand under his own power even as the compulsion finishes and I let him go, vanishing in a burst of speed as he comes out of it. Both Salvatore Brothers are now firmly under my control and canon events moving along as planned.
Now though I had something more to look forward to, then just opening up the tomb and watching Damon's anguish over Katherine's betrayal. Lexi somehow knew things about me that she shouldn't. Though Stefan's description of me was a little exaggerated, his was more accurate than the god-like Master myth that most vampires had heard.
Who had Lexi met that knew so much? As far as I knew she hadn't ever met any of the Originals, my Disciples couldn't have told her, and none of my siblings even knew the extent of what I'd been up to for the last several centuries.
I grinned as I thought of the beautiful Lexi, my mind more focused on her body than her secrets for a moment. Perhaps I could have some fun, extracting the truth from her. After all, if I was to go off of her description of me, I'd become a little too reliant on just compelling the truth from people over the centuries. There was no reason I couldn't take my time getting it out of her, once she fell into my grasp.
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