The Syphon - A TVD/TO Fanfiction

Abomination.

Disgrace.

You’ll never amount to anything.

I can’t believe I gave birth to you.

Rayne was left out of every family event her whole life just because she was not like the rest of them. She couldn’t conjure magic out of thin air as they all could. They always teased her, talked down to her, and belittled her just because she was unable to. That is all but her grandmother, who her mother sent her to live with once she turned twelve. Her grandmother saw potential in her. She saw that she had just as much strength, if not more than the rest of her family. She just needed something to hold onto so she could conjure that power. Her grandmother taught her everything that she could, against her mothers wishes. It didn’t stop her though because her mother was the one who left Rayne for her to take care of so she decided to raise as she saw fit. Because her family left her out of everything, her grandmother spent more time training her. She wanted Rayne to be the best that she could be, better than what everyone else thought that she could be.

Rayne had lived with her grandmother for nine years and was now taking care of her. She was recently moved to the hospital after falling very ill. The doctors had already told Rayne that they did not expect her to return home. She would go to her grandmother’s hospital room after getting off work and staying with her until visiting hours were over and then return to the home that they had lived in for many years. This evening was different from the others. Her grandmother was very quiet, but her vitals showed that everything was currently fine.

“Ray,” she called to her granddaughter softly.

Rayne smiled softly as she heard her speak, using the nickname that only she called her. She always said that she was her little ray of sunlight. “Yes, Mawmaw,” Rayne replied.

“I want you to have this my dear,” her grandmother said as she held her hand out to her, holding the crystal necklace that she always wore.

“Your necklace?” she asked her confused. “But you never take it off.”

“You’ll be needing it more that I will, sunshine,” she told her as she smiled softly, taking her hands into her own. “You will shine above them all.” Rayne didn’t notice that her grandmothers vitals start to decline as she was given the necklace, as if she knew that it was her time. “Visiting hours are over, Ray.”

Rayne looked towards the clock on the wall, realizing that she was right. “I love you, Mawmaw,” she told her as so stood to get ready to return home. “I promise to come back tomorrow after work.”

“There’s no need for that dear, take care of yourself.” She always told Rayne this. That was why she never thought anything of it as she left the hospital and began the walk back to her car in the parking garage. She stopped at the door of her car and looked at the necklace in her hand. It was a beautiful purple stone that she thought to be lapis lazuli. Before unlocking the car and getting in, she unclasped the chain and hung it around her neck. Once in the car, she started it and let it warm up as she pulled out her phone and connected it to the Bluetooth radio. She selected a playlist before putting the car in drive and starting towards home. As she was driving, she felt a strange surge of power from her grandmother’s necklace. She had looked down at it as she heard her phone start to ring. Feeling the dread of something happening to her grandmother, she answered her phone, something that she never did while driving.

“Hello,” she answered, voice shaking in fear.

“This is the University medical center of New Orleans calling for Rayne Lambert with an urgent message about her grandmother. Is she who I am speaking with?” A male voice asked her.

“Yes, this is Rayne,” she spoke softly, trying to prepare herself for what was to come.

“We regret that we have to report to you that your grandmother passed away about five minutes ago. She had fallen asleep after you left and passed peacefully in her sleep,” the doctor had fallen silent to allow her to process what he had just told her, before starting the run down of what was needed next to prepare funeral arrangements.

Rayne didn’t hear much after he told her that her grandmother passed away. “Thank you for letting me know,” she mumbled. She wasn’t even sure if they were finished explaining everything to her. She had hung up and looked away from the road for just a moment to put her phone in her back. When she looked back up, there was a man standing in the middle of the road that caused her to swerve off the road and crash into a tree.

The airbag had gone off, immediately busting her lip and was surely giving her a blackeye soon enough. She groaned as she moved trying to get the door open but it seemed as if the impacted cause the door to become stuck. She started to panic as she looked for her phone to call for help, no knowing whether or not she had actually hit the man in the road. She was shaking as she tried to look through her totaled car with no avail.

“Hey, hey. Calm down I’ll help you out,” she heard from her window. She looked over to see what looking like a boy, that was maybe a couple years younger than her if not her age.

“What were you doing in the middle of the road?!” Rayne exclaimed.

“I’m sorry I was arguing with my brother,” he lied smoothly. He has grabbed ahold of the door and started pulling at it.

“It’s jammed, it won’t opened.” She tried telling him, but he continued to pull, and one last strong pull, the door flew open.

“Here let me help you,” He brown haired man said as he took her hand and carefully pulled her from the wreckage of the car. “Are you hurt?” he asked her as he checked her over.

“N…no,” she muttered as she stood shakily. “No more than what you see.” When he saw that she was shaking, he kept his arm around her waist to help her stand as he led her up to the road.

“I’ll pay for the damages, there is nothing you need to worry about,” he told her. “My name is Kol, by the way.” That was when she noticed his foreign accent. He clearly wasn’t from around here.

“Kol, what are you doing now,” another voice yelled from the opposite side of the road. “No more killing.” Rayne’s eyes widened at the words of the man across the road that she guessed to be his brother. Were they arguing about him killing people? She tried to pull away from him to get away.

“Hey, calm down. I’m not going to hurt you,” Kol had told her as he looked directly into her eyes.

“No, let me go!” she yelled still trying to pull away. Kol stared at her in shock.

“You fool, she’s not a human.” The other male shouted. How could he know that she wasn’t a normal human? “Bring her.”

“Nik, she just lost her grandmother, did you not hear the conversation she was having while driving?” Kol countered, still holding her onto her to keep her standing. How could they possibly have heard her conversation from outside of her car?

“You cannot compel her memories of us away, you have to bring her with us now.”

“If you hadn’t have said anything then we wouldn’t be having this problem, Niklaus.” Kol spat at his brothers. The names. They sounded so familiar now. She couldn’t place where from though. “Come along, I won’t allow him to harm you.”

“No, I don’t know who you are,” Rayne yelled as she tried to push away from Kol once again. She suddenly felt a presence behind her.

“I’m sure you’ve heard of the Mikaelson’s my dear,” she jumped as she heard Niklaus right behind her. She instinctively moved closer to Kol. She did know the name, from storied that her grandmother would tell her. They were the original vampires.

“What do you want with me?” She questioned him.

“My brother here, he wants nothing. But I know who you are Ms. Lambert.” The smirk on Niklaus’ face scared her. Kol laid a hand on her should, his eyes telling her he wouldn’t let him hurt her. “Bring her along Kol.”

Instead of trying to run, she tried to follow the man in front of her. But as she tried to do so, her head started to spin, and stars flashed across her vision as she stumbled forward. Kol sighed as he lifted her up and started to carry her.

“I can walk on my own,” she muttered.

“You must have hit her head in the wreck,” Kol told her. She didn’t say anything else as she knew that he was probably right. She had begun to feel extremely exhausted as she held onto his shirt. Her head rested against his chest as she closed her eyes falling sleep.

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