Chapter 2

                                    

                                          
"We make up horrors to help us cope with the real ones."
                          
-stephen king 
                          
Ever stretched her legs once she stepped out of the cramped metal container also known as a jet. She heard all her bones clicking back into place as Pan passed her, a Stephen King book in hand. Pan had been obsessed with books since he learned that there was a one about him that he had read at least 120 times.
                          
"Oh gosh." He would scoff once reading the part about the Wendy kiss. "Why would I kiss that toad."
                          
He read his supposed biography over and over again in different formats but 3 months ago Pan decided that he wanted to read the other fairytales and decide if they were as stupid as the others. As he finished the original book about a mermaid who died in the hand of her true love, Pan decided that he was wrong and the fairytales were indeed plausible. Although his pleasantly surprised nature, concerning the tales, were merely okay, he made the decision to read a so called horror book. In that moment was born his affection towards all the Stephen King books and short stories.
                          
Ever decided that she had a knack for music, over the short year she and her brother have been together, she acquired a high acquisition for the Piano and Violin. Her favourite piece is Tarini Violin Sonata in G minor. A terrifically hard piece commonly known as the devil's trill, once she heard it in an Opera they saw, she wanted to learn the Violin just to be able to play the song.
                          
As they got into the car that was to transport them to Beacon Hills, a town that appeared to be alike Mystic Falls. "Pan." Ever said strapping her seatbelt in as Pan gave a hum in response. "Do you think that this town'll be like Mystic Falls." She asked turning her head to see her brother divulged into a book called CARRIE.
                          
"Sister," he started, flipping his page and continued to read, "I have no doubt about that." He said as Ever let out an exasperated sigh. Ever looked up and glanced at her brother who was in his own world as he read the book, she couldn't help but smile at the way his was in private to the way he was in public.
                          
They drove for a good couple of hours as Ever either listened to music or exchanged a friendly chat with the driver, whereas Pan didn't let out a peep during the 3h.
                          
The drove in front of a normal looking house in a normal looking neighbourhood, far from the luxury that had known all their life. 
                          
"It's cute." Ever said smiling as she jumped out of the car, blinding passing people with her silver hair.
                          
Pan jumped out of the car, following his sister in suit but in a less than enthusiastic manner. "Hmm." He hummed in a disapproving tone watching the mover bring boxes into the house and organising everything to their liking and to Ever's floor plan that was given. "Evie..." Pan commenced trying his best not to hurt his sister's feeling. "Doesn't the house seem... I don't know... a smidge small?" He asked as a joyful Ever spin around.
                          
"No it's perfect." She said skipping around, "we can put flowers there, there and there." She continued to point in two different windows and the porch. "Plus you said I could choose the house, so I did." 
                          
Ever linked arms with her brothers and lead him inside not bothering to dodge the bulky mover men that nearly ran into the tall and skinny "teenagers". She lead him into every room explaining what she had planned and Pan couldn't help but smile at her enthusiasm. 
                          
Just as they were walking down the stairs when the mover's van drove off, the twins heard a knock on the open door. A woman probably in her early to mid-forties with a mop of curly brown hair and big brown eyes stood in the door frame, clutching a china plate in her hands. Ever skipped to the door to greet this unexpected visitor.
                          
"May I help you?" She asked a smile gracing the two who were present.
                          
The lady returned the smile. "Hi I'm Melissa McCall and we're new neighbours." She said as Pan stood in the shadows noticed but out of the loop, observing the woman. Melissa handed the plate to Ever, "It's Banana Bread, I made it this morning." She said smiling
                          
"Oh thank you, it's so nice to meet you." Ever said and embracing Melissa in a surprise hug to which Melissa was on guard but hugged back after a few seconds. "My name is Everfell Mikaelson and this is my brother Pan Mikaelson." She said pointing to her brother who lifted up a hand and grinned. Ever turned her back on the Lady peering back slightly to see if Melissa would follow her through the threshold which she did without a hint of disruption.
                          
"You sound foreign," Melissa said as they entered the kitchen. "Where are you from?" She asked politely as Ever set the bread down on the island and proceeded to unwrap it.
                          
"Originally from England hence the accent." She said as she completely unwrapped the bread, breathing in the sent of the still warm delicacy that held a herb she couldn't place. "Ooo it smells good," She sniffs once more, "I may be wrong but it has some floral hints, is there a herb or a flower in it?" She asked.
                          
"Um yeah, aconite petals." She said, "I'm not really sure, my son's friend gave me the recipe."
                          
Ever smiled widely "Ahhh, that's what it is..." ignoring the fact that her new neighbour's son or friend was trying to poison her thinking that she was a werewolf, "Devil's helmet, this is a good one for you, Piper." Ever said to the boy who was lurking and smirking.
                          
"Sounds delicious." He said as he approached the cupboard, taking out three small plates.
                          
"Devil's helmet?" She asked confused.
                          
Pan took a big knife and placed the brioche type bread onto the cutting board. "Aconite, Aconitum Queen of Poisons, blue rocket, Devil's helmet although it's commonly known as wolfsbane." He concluded as he cut three slices and placed them in each plate. Melissa purses her lips in realisation.
                          
"Oh really." She said bitterly as she accepted the bread with open arms. "I had no idea." 
                          
"It has quite a history, " He said, taking a large bite into the cake and Mellissa let out a small but noticeable sigh of relief. "it's good for the growing bones isn't it Evie."