Ethan Machado

“It’s not to forget. More to just numb the pain for a little while,” she explained, probably being too honest with a kid from her niece’s school. But she was too burned out to care right now. Hell, the students probably needed a drink as much as she did. “Well, we could celebrate the fact that the dead came back, but considering someone I love very much lost herself to do it, I don’t feel much like celebrating.”

his head tilted a little “even if it’s only for a while?” he asked. sounded pretty sad. to drown your sorrows in something that later would make you feel bad “right. yes, celebrations to that” he nodded. eyebrows raised to her next words, he did not care to answer right away “eh. what does it matter as long as the dead are back again, hmm? whoever lost themselves to save them, probably finds their way back to themselves again” he didn’t care much about it. who it was, yeah, curious about it.

“No, definitely not,” Tessa stated, shaking her head as she watched Ethan carefully. He was still her student and she still cared about him, but she knew enough about vampires to be wary in a situation like this. Bloodlust could turn even the kindest vampire into a villain. “I was checking on people who had come back and I guess you were along the way. Are you okay?” she asked softly, still concerned despite her suspicions of what might be going on. 

“i can’t see you drink blood” he said with a chuckle. a human who drank it? nah. that would be weird. ethan’s gaze fell on the ground when she continued to talk “checking? are you worried something bad might have happened to everyone?” he asked, frowned and looked up, glanced over at tessa “saw my sister being hurt, but it wasn’t real, other than that, i am feeling perfect. very good actually, never been better. i feel more alive than ever”

It wasn’t supposed to be like this. Josie wasn’t supposed to be the one to sacrifice herself, sacrifice everything and turn into this. She couldn’t help feeling like it was supposed to be her. Bonnie had been so determined to do something, anything to fix things. To do what she hadn’t been able to do when Enzo died the first time. The dead were back now. She didn’t have to keep looking for ways to save him, to prove to him that she wasn’t totally abandoning him by being in love with Damon. And yet, there was another hurdle to overcome. “I think we all need to be drinking right about now,” the witch mumbled, ordering another at the bar. Besides all of that going on, those pesky visions had the wonderful side effect of bringing back her nightmares. Yes, she needed more drinks.

ethan sat down beside bonnie, intertwined his fingers as he placed his elbows on the bar table, frowned when he looked over at her “oooh, you think drinks solve everything for today? what’s the point, you will forget for a few hours and tomorrow all the beautiful memories are back” a chuckle escaped his throat. that was true, it would come back. he leaned over the counter and grabbed a vodka bottle he saw they had left “but if we are gonna drink, what are we celebrating? gotta be something, huh” he smiled, turned his attention back to the witch.

🔥 ― the ball shooting out of nowhere had startled the boy, at least initially. it actually broke his concentration long enough for him to laugh at the absurdity. “all good,” he reassured, patting his untouched form. he opened his mouth at the question but, did he really feel the same way?  that it was useless. “taking a break from it, actually.”

“Ethan whatever you saw, it’s not real. Something is happening. Like it did before. People are seeing things. But we will figure it out. You just have to trust me, okay?” Lizzie held out a hand to him. “It’s some sort of monster doing all of this but with everyone working together we can fix it. Please, just trust me.”

“no” he didn’t believe her, not this time “i saw with my own eyes that maya was hurt, it was real” he was almost hundred percent certain it was “you know i trust you. some sort of a monster, and you know this how? but why would a monster do these things.”

“Don’t worry about bothering people. We’re all here to help one another. That’s the point.” Lizzie replied, knowing that it could be really hard to ask for help sometimes. “Get out of here?” She raised an eyebrow. “And go where?” 

“i will remember that” ethan replied, although he didn’t want to be annoying. he shrugged “we could go eat somewhere, regular food, or explore the city? i haven’t seen everything” he just wanted to hang out with her, so for him it didn’t matter where they went.

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💨 ― “Hey buddy. How’s it going?” It being pretty self explanatory― but he’d accept anything. Whatever Ethan wanted to report on, at his pace.

As the male seemed to make his way over to Roman, his brows pulled together feigning confusion, looking behind him over his shoulder as if the guy was talking to someone else he was convincing. “Oh. shit. You’re trying to feed that lie to me?” Looking back over towards him Roman rolled his shoulders and cleared his throat as he stood tall pretending to play the part of a concerned citizen. “Who could have done this? How could this have happened?” Sarcasm dripped from every word and the smile that grew only showed the lack of care he had for the bodies or the situation entirely. “Why exactly does it matter if it is what it looks like?” Roman asked, slowly making his way past him to get a better look at the four. 

ethan nodded his head, that’s exactly what he tried to do “you can’t prove if i lie” he replied, glanced over to the bodies. if he knew how would he try to get rid off them, he planned to leave them. the only problem might be that they could find out he had done this “any animal attack” he shrugged. the words he remembered he heard when he was still human and did not know anything about the supernatural world “dangerous wolves lurks around in the woods have i heard” but wolves would probably not bite anyone’s neck, that would be weird “don’t know. i have always wanted to say it, even though i just found them like this” he continued to lie, despite that he knew it was probably pointless now.

“I can help with that, the school has blood bags for all the vampire students. Fill up on that and you’ll be less likely to feel the temptation. It’s all about curbing it.” Lizzie replied. “And.. well MG can help. He knows all about that struggle.” She wished she could do more but she didn’t have the same first hand experience. “And if you are struggling. Tell someone. You…you can always tell me and I’ll be there for you. I hope you know that.” 

“do you think it will only help with blood bags?” he tilted his head, frowned “i mean, how can they control it if they only drink from them?” maybe they had to drink more than one “i don’t want to bother him too much” he still felt bad about it, like he had broke a promise or something “i know, lizzie. but i feel that everyone have their own life to deal with than to worry about my life” he admitted, with a nod “do you want to get out of here? i can drink a few blood bags so i don’t lose control”

“Scientific research.” Enzo never had much time to ask questions between the periods of endless torture. “But you have family, people you can count on. I was abandoned, I never had any idea of who my family was, I was left to the streets. Then I died. Our views of having nothing look very differently.” The entire concept was lost to Enzo. “I had that choice, of taking the cure and living a human life, I checked off my bucket list…but that discussion was cut short.” And no longer was it an option on the table. “Being human is not what I want. Becoming human is to resort to the inferior person I was before I turned.” It mattered not if he was human or vampire, he’d still be back where he’d always been. Alone. 

no words escaped the young man’s lips, he stayed quiet, well aware enzo was right. he should start to think more of how lucky he was to have his family. even though his mom may be busy with her job, she was still there for him and maya “yep, true, i should be lucky to have them, even if we sometimes can fight. oh wow, alright that really sucks you went through it. yeah, i guess it does” the older vampire made a very good point, ethan had to admit to himself. he only listened to enzo’s next words, unsure of how to give him an answer, might not matter when he had nothing to say about it. you do not need answers on everything “okay, i see... always a vampire life for you, huh?” hopefully he did not notice he copied a quote from the pirates of the caribbean movie, but what would it matter? comics and movies were a big part of his life and he often got good quotes from them.