Regan Mcneight Ellensburg Wa The Greatest good [one-shot]

Title: The greatest good
Fandom: The Vampire Diaries
Characters: Emily Bennett
Warning/Spoilers: If you have seen season 1 up to episode 1.20, none spoilers.
Word Count: 1.369
Summary: Without the blindfold she herself had put on, fascinated by this new importance of her, she realized what was happening: hell was rising in Mystic Falls.
A/N: Written for thewitchgoddess ’ Weekly Prompt Challenge: “The true hardships of being a Bennett witch.” I want to thank my wonderful and amazing beta CHT MLXC champagnescene . Without her I Could not Have events publish this one-shot.
Disclaimer: All characters belong to LJ Smith / The CW

Had not ever seen one Emily as a girl-as just a single person That Could Do More Than Following orders and Accepting the Thought of Others That she Did not matter at all. Even If She Knew She Had an incredible power running-through her veins making her So Much Better Than All of masters, It Was not Something to be happy for. Inside her dark little bedroom and she Could Make Every object float around her, set on fire and I doll Then, playing with the ashes, She Would Have the doll as if never was victim of the flames. Outside though, she was one of the maids. Nothing magical or different or worthy of admire about her.

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When Katherine appeared in her life, looking at her from her bare and dirty feet to her messy hair, making her feel aware of the difference between them from the first time since she was a little girl, everything changed.

“You are very beautiful” she said, fixing her eyes on her face. There was something intense in them that reminded her the disturbing image of a predator studying cautiously its prey. “Almost as if it were something magical about you”.

It was fun in the beginning; having a purpose and feeling the importance of protecting somebody. She started to feee, he didn’t have a word about this new change in his life. With the ring in her fingers, Emily did what she was asked for, but she could feel her heart beating rapidly against her ribs. She hadn’t felt that angry and powerless since her mother slapped her in the face when she was five or six years old. “Nobody has to know about you –us!” she had said, “The Bennett family is one full of servants. Better be one than die executed as some of us did back in Salem.” She had been trembling, and Emily was sure it wasn’t for the horrid images of witches’ corpses hanging in some European village. Her body was trembling with rage, because she could do nothing to change this. She was, again, a simple and unimportant maid. Without the blindfold

Had she put on herself, Fascinated by this new Importance of her, she Realized What Was Happening: hell WAS rising in Mystic Falls. Kids found dead Were Without Any logical reason, more people Were Attacked in the woods at the middle of the night, women prayer to God for salvation and life for unborn Their Children and grandchildren. And They, the vampires, Were walking as if This Was Their kingdom and They Could Do Anything As They pleased. She Was One of Them, Thought she feeling nauseated. She Had Been Them helping to kill, rape, and play with people-as if They Were Humans puppets. Emily
Knew her place. She Was a mere servant and a human, she Could not do anything to Confront the vampires or Katherin