"The founding families of Mystic Falls, welcome you to the inaugural Founder's council celebration. Wow look, it's the original guest registry." Elena said with a dashing smile as her brown hair fluttered.
Her dress was unique and held a myriad of colors. Her white dress was fashionably stained with red as her eyes wandered back to the registry.
"Look at all these familiar names, Sheriff William Forbes, Mayor Benjamin Lockwood. Jack Jones, huh I have never heard of him.
"I never expected that they'd invite people who weren't affiliated with the Council." Elena paused for a few moments before she continued, "Is that… Damon Salvatore and Stefan Salvatore?"
Elena asked with a pause, her eyes snapped to Stefan, as he gaze unconsciously narrowed. "The original Salvatore brothers."
A voice rang out from behind her as she slowly turned back, to glance at Damon. He wore a black suit with his hair neatly combed, revealing his stormy eyes. Accompanying him was Caroline who dressed up in a blue-white dress.
In the Grill, Asher sat quietly in the corner as he occasionally sipped his drink. His eyes wandered throughout the lonesome restaurant as he gave a sigh, "Due to the Founders Party, most of the town seems to be preoccupied with that. Almost no one is present in this bar."
He muttered under his breath, his hands tightened around the glass as he suppressed a retort. 'It's a shame that I don't have a date, otherwise I could've partied.'
Asher thought with sorrow as he woefully looked around the bar, his loneliness seems to have caught a person's attention. The man had green eyes and blonde hair which fell to his eyes.
"Couldn't help but notice that you were sitting alone?" His voice wasn't condescending but was quite amiable, yet Asher couldn't shake off his feeling of wariness.
"I'm new to town and everything, I haven't made many friends." Asher answered him as he tried to recall if he had met the man before.
"That's amazing, me too!" His voice held excitement as he grabbed Asher's arm. "We're going to have so much fun!" He said without even considering Asher's feelings.
"Sure…. I guess." Asher's voice was drowned out by the music as they both enjoyed the night.
"..."
"I'm going to buy drinks for everyone!" Asher shouted in a loud voice as the crowd erupted into cheers.
The Founder's Party had ended a few moments ago, and instead of complete silence, a lot of people had headed to the Grill to celebrate.
Asher drunkenly gazed at Henry, the green eyed boy as he dragged him to the billiards table. 'Should I turn him?'
Asher asked in his mind, the boy was a blast to be around. The air around him was gas, as they partied well throughout midnight.
The room clung to the smell of cheap liquor as Asher placed the cue stick on the crook of his finger. With a slight jab, he sent it barreling toward the triangle of balls.
The cue ball collided with the others as it sent a striped ball into the pocket, "Not bad." Henry whistled as he walked around the edges of the table.
"Have I ever told you about what made me come here?" Henry asked as he positioned the stick on his hand. Asher shook his head and focused on his words.
"Well a long time ago, a certain bloodsucker came into my hometown. He slaughtered them all and drank their blood while making them commit horrible acts.
"I came here to take revenge on him, and as luck has it. I have met him, I hope you rot in hell Pendrax." His face contorted into a bloodthirsty smile as he rushed towards Asher whose eyes widened with surprise as he sluggishly tried to move away from the wooden stake.
With a slight thump Asher was pinned against the wall, the stick pierced his chest and narrowly missed his heart.
"You killed my mother! My sister! My dad! You made my dad dance as you ripped apart his body, you made me eat the flesh of my mother and sister while they grovelled at your feet!
"And for what! To impress those vampires you were travelling with! Why me! What did my family do to you, and to top it all off. You didn't let me rest in peace, you flayed me alive and turned me into a vampire and made me rampage and rip apart my village!"
He said in a loud voice as his eyes turned red with water, his face twisted with anger as he looked at Asher with hate. Asher's eyes widened with surprise at his words.
Maybe this old enemy held secrets to his past, oh he desperately wanted to find that out. He pathetically tried to claw Henry's throat as he forced the stick in deeper, causing Asher to groan in pain.
"Okay" Asher quietly said as he struggled against the stake. "Okay?!" Henry's eyes narrowed with aberration and looked at him as if expecting an answer.
"Hey, I'm not saying I didn't slice and dice your family. I'm just saying he wasn't the first and he certainly wasn't the last.
"They all just kind of get blended up together." Asher said with a scoff as he winced in pain. Henry's eyes widened as if not expecting an answer before he quickly plunged the stake deeper into Asher's body.
"Do you remember me now?!" He yelled out with frustration, seemingly despising Asher's words.
"Yea—yeah, you're that guy from that thing." Asher tried to make a joke which seemed to enrage Henry as he delivered a headbutt to his face which completely broke his nose.
Asher suppressed a spew of blood as he tried to gain his strength back but Henry just snapped the cue stick into another piece and impaled Asher again.
"I might've done it for fun or because I was bored. Maybe it might be because you guys pissed me off, but in the end I don't feel bothered about it, even as I am standing here with a stake in my lung."
Asher said with a maniacal grin, as Henry's eyes widened with rage, his mouth choked back a sob as he glanced at Asher with hate.
"I'm going to gut you like the pig you are, you bastard!" He screamed out as he pulled the stake which was right below his heart and tried to impale him in his heart.
Asher's sigils, which were engraved on his body, instinctively activated Infinity. The space around him tried to expand but it was quickly cut short as the stick headed to him at a faster speed as it breached the space and hit his heart.
Asher mouth loosened as he glanced at the stake, his body turned ash brown as he slowly started desiccating, his face morphed into sorrow as he slightly groaned. "Henry…. I—I don't remember much about you. But I'm sure that I told you that if you ever tried, there would be two funerals."
Asher weakly reached out to the glass bottle on one of the tables next to him and snapped it in half before quickly plunging it into Henry's neck.
Asher feebly raised his leg and pushed Henry's groaning figure away and quickly removed one of the stakes embedded onto him, before he could react Henry had already apported, to his side.
But without hesitation Asher twirled the stick in his hands and plunged it into the side of Henry's thighs, as he fell in pain. Using the moment of hesitation, Asher pulled out the second stake which was embedded on his heart, as his desiccation slowly faded.
"Wha—what the?!" He asked with confusion as he spewed some blood. Asher circled his downed figure as he slowly mocked him.
"Buddy, I'm just spitballing here. But maybe you are not as good as you think you are." Asher said with a grin as he kicked Henry's chest causing him to be flung far away, and also caused his chest to collapse into his lung.
Henry stood up hastily as he removed the two stakes embedded onto his body with a slight grunt. He looked at Asher who fiddled with his fingernail.
"Hmm, done?" Asher asked arrogantly as Henry's eyes turned bloodshot, with a hiss he jumped towards him, his figure turned into a streak of light as it tried to tackle Asher.
But he miserably failed as Asher tripped him up causing him to fall on his knees. Within mere microseconds he got back onto his knees and tried to land a punch on him which Asher preemptively stopped.
"You're done now Henry boy." Asher said with a smirk as he ripped Henry's arm from his body causing him to buckle in pain.
He clutched his shoulder as he screamed out in agony. Asher walked around him, his steps were light and slow but hearing it made Henry despair.
"What did you think was going to happen? You just stroll up here and say "My name is Inigo Montaya, you killed my family, prepare to die." and I'd just roll over.
"Well that's just….. it's sad, pathetic even." Asher leaned in and whispered to his ear, Henry coughed up blood as his eyes grew increasingly red, with a slight flick of his hand.
He lashed out at Asher and tried to cut his neck with his remaining hand, only for Asher to sidestep and kick him in the chin.
"Look at you. You're dying. How pitiful. How disappointing. Is that all you are capable of? Is this all that you are? You are so easy to beat. So weak. How dare you be so weak, my adversary?!."
Asher screamed as his eyes locked onto Henry's struggling figure.
Henry stared back at his figure which seemed to encapsulate the room. Her lips moved as he said hoarsely, "I—I killed you!"
He screamed with agony, his voice slowly faded to the point of being barely audible as he struggled to retain balance.
Asher snorted as he propped himself up on the table of one of the scared customers, "Did you? Did you really think that someone like you could kill me?! That you are qualified to kill me?! Me, The Heretic!"
Asher said, his tone was harsh, it grew increasingly louder and louder as it resounded in the room.
Henry gritted his teeth and tackled him onto one of the wooden support beams, his face shifted into his true face as his mouth widened.
Asher took a deep breath and pushed against his mouth, his muscles flexed even more as he put all his power into, within a second Henry's jaw twisted itself as he let out a whimper.
Asher didn't stop his attack as he sped his hands to Henry's chest, Henry tried to dodge the attack by moving back but Asher followed his path and pinned him onto the other support beam in front of him, his hands clenched Henry's heart who let out a deep groan.
"I am not going to kill you Henry, I have too many questions I have to ask." Asher's voice was truly pleasant as his face contorted into a soft smile. If he didn't have his hand grasping someone else's heart, he would look beautiful.
Asher stopped for a few moments before hitting his cheek sending Henry far away. Before Henry could even find his bearings, Asher's hand extended as he shouted in Latin.
"Ave Infernus!" A fire dripped from Asher's hand before it quickly took shape into a phoenix. Its body was covered in flames, its eyes glistened yellow as it shot toward Henry, who stumbled back in an attempt to dodge it.
But his movements pathetically failed as the phoenix passed through his body before it slowly disappeared from the room.
Henry's back arched in pain, his shouts were blood curdling as his hand clutched his face tightly, letting out horrific pangs of screams. It wasn't that his body was on fire, in fact there was no fire anywhere near him.
The pain Henry was experiencing was soul damage, the phoenix's fire had passed through his mortal vessel and had instead attacked his soul.
His soul was a lit ablaze as it was consumed little by little, Henry screamed loud enough to shatter the glasses in The Grill as he tried to run out of there only for him to trip and collide with a wooden post.
His body fell to the ground as he rolled around in pain, occasionally letting out groans of agony. His eyes widened, reflecting the flames within as his mouth began foaming.
His body was not able to handle it as he forcefully passed out. Asher watched the scene with mild interest before muttering to himself, "That spell is going to be my new favourite."
Asher went near Henry and picked him up by his collar before glancing around. The townsfolk were frozen by shock as some dialed emergency services.
With a sigh Asher raised his fingers causing all of them to flinch, his hands snapped together, producing a loud sound.
Hearing the sound the townsfolk went back to normal, as if all the previous events didn't happen. Some talked with each other while the waiters took orders.
Asher had a warm smile seeing the scene before dragging Henry to his car.
"..."
Asher pulled Henry's unconscious body into the Boarding House as he stayed frozen for a few seconds. He had absolutely no idea where the dungeon was.
Thankfully, he heard the sound of a car pulling up in the driveway as Stefan entered the House dragging Damon by the collar.
"Heya Squirrel, it seems you've caught Moose. Now where's your sex dungeon?" He asked with a smile as Stefan's gaze wandered between the two of them.
"Who is that?" He asked seriously as his gaze hardened at Asher.
"None of your business, now where's the sex dungeon." He asked with a bit more pep to his tone. As Stefan sighed at his words, "It's not a sex dungeon." He silently grumbled before showing the way to his dungeon.
Within a slight flick of his wrist Asher tossed Henry there before closing the door. After that he exited his dungeon, which was "not a sex dungeon."
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A/N - I'm kinda sick, I have a fever and a really bad headache that's why there was no chapter yesterday. I won't be uploading that chapter too because I'm damn tired.
By the way I know that a Heretic can die from a stake to the heart but him not dying is a AU element that I added. The story is the same there's just a few power changes.