Amber Eyes: Second Sighting
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Summary: Stefan has signed his life away to Klaus. His blood tolerance and relationship with Elena are crumbling. Throughout his revenge against Klaus he slowly loses everything, but those amber eyes.
Warnings: more plot, reader has been a hellhound for centuries, obviously older than him and Damon, Stefan is with Klaus, but eventually gets free. Plot is more centered on his revenge and sightings of the fiery figure, very slow burn series like, Stefan is still in love with Elena.
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[1920s Ripper Stefan]
Obsession.
How man have fallen into it..
It takes effect in mere minutes.. seconds…
The things he’d do for just another glance at you..
“ You alright there mate? ” Klaus asked, drawing Stefan’s attention from the entertainer on stage.
Stefan smirked at him, nodding to the woman.
“ Ahh I see, someone has finally caught your eye. Even my poor sister couldn’t do that ” he made a small smirk of his own,
Stefan shook his head, taking his drink and going over to the woman coming off the stage. He approached her with confidence, stepping in her path. She stopped, looking up to him. At that moment the stage lights caught her eyes, making them glow a soft amber orange.
He felt the humanity inside poking out to him. He let it through, seeing flashes of memory. His eyes grew wide, a warmth flooding his heart. The human inside took him over, sending him into a blazing panic. Everything felt like it was burning, he stormed out of the speakeasy. His suit steamed, the heat making him drop to one knee.
Klaus eventually found him, helping him out. Stefan cooled off, his mind still trying to figure out what was happening. He asked Klaus for a summary of the last few moments.
“ Seems like you’ve got the hots for someone, mate ” Klaus smirked.
“ Yeah well anymore hots and I'll be a vampire cabob ” Stefan said and Klaus chuckled.
“ We can’t have that, now can we? Not when I’ve got so much to learn ”
They went back to the party, picking up a few warm drinks throughout the night. Stefan kept his eyes on the stage, awaiting her presence again, but she never came back out.
This intrigued him and he started stalking her. Following her after every show, questioning people she has talked to. In the end he never got closer to her, a rage fueling his ripper phase more. Why should he have to look for her when he was the greatest predator on the earth. He’d draw her out instead, killing people she works with or even just looked at.
He must have her, needed to have her. To see those eyes again.
To make them all his… only looking at him….
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[Season 3 Stefan]
“ Don’t take too long ” Klaus signaled him, snapping him out of his thoughts.
Stefan nodded, doing what was asked while Klaus waited outside. He hated this. Feeding. Feeling the life being drawn out of their eyes. Their loved ones screams, poisoning his ears. But it didn’t matter what he liked or not liked, he was Klaus’s to command.
Stefan secretly cleaned his lips, only wanting to take as much as he had to, to keep Klaus off his back.
“ Come now, I’ve got a reward for you ” Klaus said, heading to the car.
Stefan was afraid of what that meant, his thoughts going to worse things. Elena’s head hanging from a pole. Damon’s body being held in the trunk.
Klaus drove them to their resting place, settling down for the night. He wanted to sit back and enjoy some company for a few hours.
Stefan hunched in his chair, those amber eyes playing in his head. He’s had plenty of free time to dwell on them. So many questions, building up.
“ Interesting.. This fiery figure invades your thoughts, but not your dead beloved Elena ” Klaus said, trying to pick at Stefan’s brain.
Stefan ignored him, going back to his train of thought. The image of your eyes showed up in his mind again, his eyes graying over and getting lost. Klaus watched his face change within seconds, knowing the look. Maybe this was his way in with Stefan.
“ What do you know about hellhounds Stefan?! ”
Stefan looked at him like he spoke a different language. “ What? ”
“ Caught your interest now, have I? ” Klaus smiled.
Stefan thought about that word. Hellhound. Gotta be a dog breed and he’s just messing with me. He shook his head, gulping up his glass of scotch.
“ She’s intriguing. I can see why you’re so interested. Those eyes could clear a room ” Klaus said, licking up blood from his fingers.
Stefan snapped his head to Klaus, coughing from the drink going down the wrong pipe.
“ Ho- How do yo- ” Stefan started, still coughing.
“ I’ve seen your dreams Stefan. I’ve also seen her ” he said, setting the hook for Stefan’s curiosity.
Stefan searched Klaus’s eyes for false intentions, but found none. He hoped Klaus wasn't pulling his leg. He turned his body towards Klaus, giving in to the bait. Klaus graciously obliged.
“ Very old creatures, they are. Though there’s only 3. They reincarnate every time, same body, same face. Almost similar to a doppelganger ”
“ How did you find them? ” Stefan asked, quickly.
“ You don’t. They come to you. You can only see them if they want you to see them ” he stated, smirking a bit.
“ So one came to you then? ”
Klaus nodded “ They used to protect the balance of the supernatural world and the human world ”
“ They’ve stopped you? ” Stefan assumed.
“ Yes sadly, they’ve stopped most of my previous mass world domination plans ” he chuckled.
“ Why didn’t they stop you from breaking the curse? ” Stefan thought to himself, but actually said it out loud.
“ Because it doesn’t harm anything in their jurisdictions!
Besides the witches have sealed their true powers away, using it as a source to draw from ” he paused, shaking his head.
“ Such powerful beings they were, it even makes me jealous ” he surprisingly admitted.
Stefan ate the information up like a blood bag. He got so many answers, but more questions took up space. He needed to know more. To feel that gaze on him, burning his skin.
Klaus watched Stefan’s face twist in desperate curiosity. He smiled to himself, because he knew now a possible key to Stefan’s undoing. Hopefully this fire inside Stefan isn’t so easily put out when faced with his precious Elena.
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Many months passed and even more questions answered. His obsession, taking over his guilt. Klaus enjoyed this new Stefan, enabling him on, so his plan will work out smoothly.
Stefan was practically killing at his own will, getting pieces of information as his reward. Though Klaus would soon find out that it was all a distraction from the truth.
Klaus concludes it's time to test his 2 conflicting theories. He snaps Stefan's neck and heads back to Mystic Falls.
Elena was alive, that answers his 1st theory. And his 2nd theory was not successful. Stefan's obsession did not keep him from saving Elena.
How incredibly disappointing…..
So like anything else he took the matter into his own hands.
Eventually the gang hunted Klaus down, but failed to kill him. Mikael is now dead and Stefan has been cured of ripper status, but hasn’t gone back to his old ways.
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Stefan craved revenge against Klaus, robbing him of his humanity and choice. He thought about something that would hit Klaus in the heart, something so important to him that he makes it unimportant.
Then he got it, his family. Stefan set out for the coffins, looking where he last saw the moving truck. He reached the clifftop, where the truck was, but nothing was there.
Stefan let out a frustrated sigh, thinking of something else. He was about to stomp away, when he felt a familiar warmth spread throughout his body. He turned, seeing the raging flames, searching for those eyes that plagued his mind. But they never came, just the flames.
“ Hello!? ” Stefan called out, feeling a sense of deja vu.
“ You will not find them here. You know Klaus is smarter than that ” a warm voice called back, light undertones echoing the words.
“ Who are you? ” he took this chance.
The figure stepped onto the ground, eyes opening to him. Stefan took in the gaze like sun rays, his skin heating up. He wanted to come closer, his hands itched to touch something, someone, whatever this was.
“ You know where the coffins are, Stefan ” the voice sprung again.
Stefan nodded his head. Then the figure disappeared in an instant and the cold air rushed back to chill him. He missed the warmth before it even left, the heat making him feel more human.
He stood there for a few more minutes, solidifying the memory in his mind. Then he got to work, finding Klaus’s siblings.
It took him a bit, but he found them. Klaus has stashed them away in a public storage. He made haste in moving the coffins, gaining the upper hand on Klaus. He felt good having such a big leverage over The Big Bad Hybrid.
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You secretly watch over him, he constantly encounters Elena. You could see how much his guilt was pushing him away from her. He probably pushed Elena into Damon’s hands by doing this. You can tell he loves her, even though he pretends so HARD not to.
Stefan had hidden the coffins in an infested witch house. To which you did not follow, not having a good history with them. You watched from afar, still keeping up with the story.
Damon and Elena paid a visit today, complaining about Klaus. Does anybody complain about someone else, his name is kinda annoying now. Well it always has been.
Stefan was laid out on the ground, a tree branch sticking out of his abdomen, courtesy of Damon. You appeared to him, burning the wood from existence and healing him. He got up, his eyes searching your form like always. Seeking complete and utter understanding and something more.
“ Thank you.. ” he said, his voice was rough, trying to mask his emotions.
You drifted down to the ground, stepping onto the grass. You extinguished your flames, showing your normal form, your “ human ” form.
Stefan’s eyes widened, his mind filled with old memories. The burning sensation happened again and he dropped to his knees, his clothes steaming and melting away.
You walked up to him and placed your hand on his back, taking away his symptoms.
He instantly felt nothing and looked up. You smiled at him and offered your hand to help him up.
He didn’t take it, he just got up, still taking in this form, now that he can see it without burning up.
“ Any mortal who has seen a hellhound's form gets a burning sensation. It's a way of protecting my true identity I guess. Though you’re no longer human, why does it still burn? ”
“ Well according to Klaus the supernatural aren’t supposed to see you either ”
You rolled your eyes. “ He always thinks he knows everything, doesn’t he? ” you asked rhetorically.
Stefan laughed at your sarcasm and walked into the old creaky house. You entered, seeing the coffins through the floor, your eyes glowing a bright amber as your powers activated on their own.
“ Quite genius of you Stefan, but it’s costing you ” you say.
“ Well it’s all or nothing for revenge, right? ” he retorted, trying to ignore this conversation.
“ Why are you pushing her away? ” you spoke again.
Stefan looks down, his eyes purposely avoiding yours.
“ It’s just revenge. Look I love Elena okay, I just don’t want her getting involved. Klaus has to pay and I can't let anything distract me ” he made an excuse.
“ Tsk tsk tsk, they weren’t lying about that guilt of yours. You can’t face her because she’s seen the real being inside and you feel like you’ve tainted your image in her eyes ”
He stayed silent like a child who got caught.
“ You keep this up and you’ll run her right into Damon’s arms ” you poke at his wounds a bit.
He started messing with his ring as a distraction.
“ I mean what does it matter? Elena will be a vampire soon anyways ” you accidentally let it slip.
“ What? What do you mean? How do you know that? ”
“ We see a lot, but honestly that’s predictable ” you answer vaguely.
You hear a noise 50 yards out. Your eyes start glowing again.
Stefan stared at them, his fascination igniting all over again. He’s drawn to it and he can’t keep himself from wanting to know. To know you… touch you… taste… you..
The burning blood of yours called to him. His eyes start to grow veins and he turns away.
You can feel his energy rising, but you assume he smelt some blood or something that triggered his now sensitive ripper senses.
“ Damon’s coming ” is the last thing you say before you disappear completely.
The house immediately became cold and Stefan’s fire for you was fueled once again. He waited until he could hear footsteps a few yards out. He met his brother outside
“ Damon ” Stefan said, his voice had a sharp edge to it.
“ Relax, I’m not here to kick your ass again ” he said, adding insult to injury.
“ Then why are you here? I’m not giving the coffins back so Klaus doesn’t kill Jeremy. Like I told Elena, it’s not my problem ” Stefan said, not giving Damon a second to rebuttal.
“ Wow you’ve edged up quickly, baby brother ” Damon said sarcastically.
Stefan rolled his eyes, feeling like his time was being wasted. He turned towards the old house, getting ready to walk in.
“ Whatever you have planned I still want in ” Damon stated plainly.
Stefan turned back around and he raised his eyebrows, not believing his brother. He searched his brother’s eyes for lies.
“ We both want the same thing, Stefan. To get rid of Klaus ” Damon said.
“ I want revenge Damon, I could care less if he stays or goes ” Stefan dismissed Damon’s attempt at compromising.
“ Okay, but we need something better than that. Klaus has got his little hybrid babies terrorizing the town ” Damon says, his face scrunching up.
“ What about Elena? ” Stefan asked.
“ What about her? What she doesn’t know won’t hurt her ” Damon answered.
“ Fine, but we’re doing this my way ” Stefan warned.
“ Okay okay, easy there tiger ” Damon said, putting his hands up in surrender. “ So what’s the move, coach ”
“ You’ll see ” Stefan spoke lightly, heading back into the house.
Damon stood there confused, he remembered saying that he also wanted in on the plan, but now he was basically being left out of it. He started getting worried about the severity of this said plan, now coming up with his own plan B.
Stefan stalked back to the basement area with the coffins, hiding in the shadows. The sunset peaked through the windows, casting an orangish pink color. The shades brought him back to his inner desires, those fiery eyes staring back at him.
His mind screamed to know more, but he had to focus..
Maybe you were right….
Guilt has broken everything in his life..
If he could call it that….
But why would he need any of them?
When he had those bright amber eyes….
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