Amber Eyes: First Sighting
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Stefan Salvatore x Hellhound Reader Masterlist Next
Summary: Stefan has memories of a burning being, it's gaze still in the back of his head. He's searched for answers, but got nowhere. It came to him unexpectedly after decades.
Warnings: plot, introduction, mysterious, 1864 more human Stefan mentioned, reader has been a hellhound for centuries, obviously older than him and Damon, burning mentioned.
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[1864 Stefan]
There was nothing like seeing someone you missed, again.
The comforting feeling of seeing them safe, feeling their familiar presence.
What more could someone ever want? It’s joyous. Inflicting instant emotion…
“ Damon ” Stefan called to his brother, hugging him tightly.
“ Did you miss me that much, baby brother? ” Damon smirked, hugging back just as tight.
Stefan squeezed one more time before letting go, wrapping an arm around Damon’s shoulder and looking at their childhood home.
“ How was the war? Did you catch the bad guys? ” Stefan asked.
“ Bad guys? War is much more complicated than that Stefan ” Damon mocked, wrapping his arm around Stefan’s shoulders.
Stefan rolled his eyes. “ Did we win? ”
“ I wouldn’t be here if we didn’t ”
Stefan nodded at his answer, accepting the sarcasm.
They started back to the house, Stefan pestering Damon more about the war.
“ How about a hunt for celebration? There’s been a surplus of deer wandering the forest these past few weeks ” Stefan proposed, seeing Katherine in the distance.
“ First kill gets the extra meat ” Damon challenged.
Stefan accepted, Katherine pulling him from his brother. Damon watched them go, before his father swept his attention away. He stepped into the house, slipping back into his previous duties from childhood.
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“ Come on Damon! I see it ” Stefan yelled out, running ahead of his brother.
Damon sped up, following him. They stopped at a rock, seeing a deer graze at the grass below. Damon guided Stefan through the stance of using a bow and arrow, just an unconscious habit from always looking after him. Stefan brushed his brother off, saying he’s got it. Stefan took a breath and lined up the shot. He was about to let go, when a wild fire blazed through the air, making the deer run off.
Stefan lost balance, falling over the rock and rolling down into the field below. Damon called out to him, trying to find the location of his brother.
Stefan finally stopped rolling. He got up, shaking and wiping the grass and dirt off of him. He felt the warmth of the fire before seeing it. It was intense, but controlled, he had never seen a fire like this. He walked closer to it, a silhouette of a human coming into view.
Strange. A human able to survive in such a fire.
“ Hello? ” he called out to it.
Nothing called back to him. He saw the figure open its eyes. How amber they were, matching the fire’s color and intensity. The gaze made him feel warm, though his mind was shouting for him to be scared.
His eyes burned from staring too long, he blinked and rubbed his eyes. He looked up again and it was gone. Nothing there, the warmth quickly turning cold. He blinked a couple more times, trying to see if it would come back or if it was just a hallucination.
“ STEFAN!!! ” came Damon’s voice.
“ H-Here!!! ” he shouted back, but still faced where he last saw the burning figure.
Damon followed his voice, finding Stefan patting the dirty from his hair.
“ Are you okay, Stefan? ” Damon got closer to him, checking for injuries.
“ I’m fine, did you see that? ” he asked, hoping Damon saw.
“ Yeah, you just took a dive from a rock ”
“ No, the fiery figure. It was standing right there ” Stefan pointed behind him.
“ No, I only saw you, falling and rolling ”
“ It was strange, but beautiful. It had a human body in it, but it wasn’t burning. Like it thrived in the fire. And its eyes, a glowing amber… consuming me ” Stefan rambled.
“ Okay baby brother, no more hunts for you. You’re seeing humans surviving in a fire. Very hopeful of you, but not possible ” Damon silenced him, guiding him back towards home.
Stefan looked back a few more times, this moment solidifying in his mind.
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[Season 2 into Season 3 Stefan]
He stared into the living room fireplace, the flickering flames pulling him from his memory. He took to his journals, finding the pages he had written about it. It still intrigued him, even after so many decades, but he never saw it again. He read through the pages again and then slotted his old journal back onto the bookcase.
“ Fiery figures. I think they describe that same thing in people who are burning to death ” Damon spoke into the silence.
Stefan turned to his brother, a little annoyed. “ Good morning to you too, Damon ”
“ Stefan, I've told you a million times. You fell and hit your head, it’s not real ” he continued on.
“ We’re supposed to be a myth, Damon ” Stefan said, drinking from his glass of whiskey.
“ I get that, but even in the supernatural world. It’s not real ” Damon said, stealing the glass from Stefan’s hands and downed the rest of it.
“ What’s not real? ” Elena cut into the conversation, walking into Stefan’s room.
“ Your boyfriend’s imagination ” Damon said, seeing himself out.
Elena walked over to Stefan’s bed, sitting on it. She talked about her findings about the moon stone and an update on Elijah. Stefan listened intently, offering small recommendations. They built up a plan and possible ways to execute it. They eventually fell silent, Stefan pouring more drink into his glass.
“ What was Damon talking about? ” Elena treaded carefully.
Stefan closed his eyes, he hoped she wouldn’t ask and then get mad at his answers.
“ When we were human, we went out hunting. There was a random wild fire that distracted me and I fell from the rockish cliff ”
Elena gasped, imagining Stefan getting hurt. Worry pulling at her features.
Stefan waited before continuing on. “ At the bottom there was this figure. Like a human inside a controlled burning fire. The figure had a gaze, its amber eyes still burning in the back of my mind. I blinked and it fled, but I didn’t see it leave. I spent many months of my human life searching for it. Its presence was all-consuming, like a- ” he was cut off.
“ Fire… ” Elena finished his sentence for him.
He looked at her, seeing her eyes sadden. Her inner desires, wishing for him to talk that way about her. He sat next to her, bringing her into his arms.
“ But Damon is right. I probably just hit my head and hallucinated. I haven’t thought about it in decades. Damon just likes to tease me at every corner ” he tried reassuring her.
She nodded, snuggling into his chest more. They stayed there for a bit, before they headed off to school.
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The school buzzed like bees, swarming the halls like a hive. Stefan stalked through the halls, trying to hear today's rumors and possible Klaus sightings. No luck, a new teacher though, she’s supposed to be starting today. Stefan felt for teachers a bit, dealing with such bad behaved children and parents. The bell rang and it was time for history class, with Alaric. He entered the class and got handed a paper. He took it, reading the contents.
It was a sign up sheet for a new program in the school, fashion.
“ Finally! A class that I was exceptionally born for ” Caroline exclaimed, he could hear her from her seat. He bet everyone could.
He got to his chair, Bonnie and Elena gossiping over this new class. Alaric started the class, discussing regular boring old history. About 30 minutes in, the announcements blared. All students must head to the auditorium after first period. I would like to introduce the new teacher and go over some revised rules. Most of the students sighed, as that would happen about 30 minutes from now.
The bell rang dismissing all students to the auditorium. The halls filled with students, creating a slight traffic jam. The teachers cleared that up and everyone entered the auditorium. The principal was already talking a bit, his voice booming throughout the room. Stefan slipped into a seat next to Elena, sliding his arm around her shoulders.
“ Okay enough on the revised rules. We have a new program this year. A very generous woman has taken up the role. These courses include sewing, art and fashion obviously. She will teach you to sew by hand and machine, a few styles of sketching designs and how to rock the runway ” The principal paused, hoping his pun would get a reaction. Crickets…
The principal cleared his throat and continued “ I’m proud to welcome Ms. Y/n Parrish! ” he semi-shouted.
A young woman walked out the side curtain, small cheers applauding from the crowd. She walked up to the stand, smiling, her face coming to the light. The light showered over her face, her eyes glowing a light amber brown. Stefan thought nothing of it at first, but her gaze turned to his section, a warmth flooding into his body. He felt strange, but familiar with it. Almost like-
He rushed out of the auditorium, no one seeing him. He ran out the double doors and didn’t stop till he ended up in his living room. He dropped to the floor, memories flashing in his mind. His head pounded, his vampire senses hypering this sensation. He pulled on his hair, his body felt like it was burning.
He heard a faucet running, probably Damon upstairs. Water… he put the puzzle pieces together. Without hesitation he zoomed up stairs and plunged into Damon’s bath.
“ What the hell Stefan! ” Damon ran to the bathroom, hearing the noise. “ Aren’t you supposed to be at sch- ” he stopped, seeing his brother's clothes steaming.
Stefan’s breath was heavy, but he felt himself cooling down. His mind slowly playing his memory in images. He started deep breaths, seeing Damon at the bathroom door.
“ Sorry Damon. I’ve just been burned alive by nothing ”
Damon raised an eye brow at him “ What happened Stefan? ”
Stefan laid his head back against the back of the tub, closing his eyes. “ It’s the fiery figure ”
Damon rolled his eyes, now annoyed he was even worried. “ Stefan it’s not real ”
“ Well it is. Well she is. It’s a she and she now teaches at the school ”
“ Stefan your delusional, it- ”
“ Damon, I'm serious. Look into my memories and you will see ” he cut Damon off, inviting him over.
“ I can’t do it unless your asleep, idiot ”
“ Then I’ll go to sleep, just say you’ll look. It’s real. She’s real ”
Damon couldn’t believe he was entertaining such a ridiculous idea. “ Fine. Get out my tub ”
Stefan hopped out the tub, wrapping a towel over himself. Damon looked away, waiting for him to leave. Stefan walked to his room and Damon reran his bath, waiting for Stefan to fall asleep.
Damon took his time, he enjoyed a little me time every once in a while. He got dressed and headed to Stefan’s room. His brother was sound asleep, his chest rising and falling. He stalked over to his brother's side, sitting next to him. He calmed himself and centered his focus on Stefan's head, closing his eyes and opening them to Stefan’s dream.
He recognized the setting, the small forest behind their childhood home. He saw himself and Stefan at the rock. He stood right next to Stefan, seeing his fingers almost letting the arrow loose.
He saw a small flame and the scene flicked to a clearing. Stefan was in front of him, looking out at something, but Stefan’s head was in the way. He stepped left and saw it. The fiery figure his brother was speaking of. The gaze of this thing, making him shudder.
He also blinked and the figure was gone. The scene flicked to today, at the school. He could see Elena and everyone else. The principal's voice blazed in Stefan’s dream. He heard a name and looked up. A woman came to the stand, the light shining on her. The scene focused on her eyes. An amberish brownish reddish glare reflecting off of them. He felt Stefan’s body heat up, his own warming as well.
He followed Stefan out of the auditorium. The previous memory flashing through his mind as well. The heat overwhelmed him and he jumped out of Stefan’s head, back to his own. He refocused and heard Stefan screaming, his dreams affecting his mind. He shook Stefan awake, telling him he’s at home, he’s safe. Stefan calmed down and looked to his brother with a face of “ I told you so ”
Damon got up, pouring whiskey in two glasses, one for him and one for Stefan. He handed the glass to Stefan, settling into a guest chair.
“ What do you know about it? ” he asked, swirling the liquid in the glass.
“ Nothing. I searched for many years, but found nothing ” Stefan responded, downing the brown liquid in the glass.
Damon did the same, a new problem now on his bucket list. First Katherine, then Klaus, the stuff with Elena and now this. He went to speak but his phone rang. He answered it, standing up.
“ No, I haven't, I thought he was at school ” he said, turning to Stefan. He put himself on mute. “ It’s Elena ”
Stefan nodded his head, signaling him to tell the truth. Damon unmuted his phone, pretending to walk down stairs. “ Well actually here he is! He just walked in ”
Elena talked more into the phone about Stefan. He didn't wanna hear it anymore “ Well I’m glad I found him for you. Now can you call him, I have more important things to worry about ” he sassed and hung up the phone.
Stefan glared at him. “ What? She's a big girl. She can take a little battering ”
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Though Stefan’s intentions to figure you out were halted by Klaus. Finally showing his face and causing havoc, he gathered his resources to break the curse. The moon was full and the deed was done, Jenna being sacrificed in the process. He knew Elena would be devastated, so he pushed back his expedition further.
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I'll forever love Stefan, whether Elena chose him or not.
I like Stefan and Damon they're both fine. Same thing with Klaus and Elijah. They've all done bad things.
But Stefan and Elijah are just my repeated type. Klaus and Damon are my one time fun picks.
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