What would happen if Caroline knew about vampires way before the Salvatore brothers come to Mystic Falls?
ᴅᴀᴍᴏɴ ꜱᴡᴇᴇᴛɪᴇ, ɪ'ᴍ ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏ ᴘᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴏꜱᴇ ꜰᴇᴡ ʀᴇᴍᴀɪɴɪɴɢ ʙʀᴀɪɴ ᴄᴇʟʟꜱ ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴏʀᴋ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇ ʜᴇʀᴇ, ᴏᴋᴀʏ?
The Vampire Diaries 🧛♂️ 🧛♀️...
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Caroline took a shuddering breath, her fingers twisting together anxiously in her lap. Seven pairs of concerned eyes bore into her from the assembled group arranged around the luxurious guest room.
"I realize this is going to sound crazy," she began, her voice emerging as a tremulous rasp. "But you all need to hear me out."
Noah reached over and gave her hand a reassuring squeeze. "You know you can tell us anything, darling. We're here for you."
She nodded, steeling herself for the revelation she was about to unleash upon her closest confidants. She had kept this secret for far too long, and now it was time to unburden herself of the truth, no matter how unbelievable it might seem. So she told them everything from her mother's late-night phone calls to the vampire in London.
The stark silence that followed was deafening. For an endless stretch, no one dared break it as Caroline's harrowing revelation hung in the air, daring her friends to try to process its enormity.
Finally, Jacob snorted and rolled his eyes hard. "Vampires? Come on, Care, this is ridiculous — you can't seriously expect us to—"
Jacob's words died in his throat as Caroline's face transformed before their stunned gazes. Dark veins erupted like a spiderweb of ink beneath her skin, pulsing with an unholy life of their own. Her eyes, once a serene blue, now surrounded by blazed crimson with an otherworldly hunger. When she parted her lips, wickedly sharp fangs descended, gleaming in the firelight like deadly pearls. The air in the room seemed to grow colder, as if her very presence was sapping the warmth from their surroundings.
"You were saying?" Her voice had deepened into an unearthly rasp as her demonic visage fixed Jacob with a penetrating glare.
Jacob could only gape in mute horror, all the color draining from his face. One by one, the friends absorbed her terrifying revelation as her vampiric features dissolved, and she timidly ducked her head.
"I never wanted to believe it myself," she murmured brokenly. "Especially after..." Lifting a shining aquamarine gaze, she pinned her companions with a resolute look. "After this happened to me too."
Only Noah seemed unsurprised by the revelation, his expression Stoic and unflinching. The rest, however, could only gape in stunned silence, wrestling with the paradigm shift Caroline had just detonated in their worldview.
Once she had allowed them a few moments to process, Caroline continued in a low, measured cadence. "I'm what they call a vampire—a creature of the night who survives by drinking blood." She shrugged helplessly.
At last, Jessica found her voice, the slim columns of her throat constricting around a swallow. "H-How...?" she rasped hoarsely, dark eyes boring into Caroline in a silent plea for answers to the litany of questions churning through her skull.
Squaring her diminutive shoulders, Caroline inhaled, steeling herself. "It all started with the Salvatores coming to town. Damon and his brother Stefan are..." Her lashes fluttered in a pained wince she was telling secrets that were not hers to share. "Well, they're vampires too. Stefan came to town for Elena, but Damon had other plans."
