Witchery

Caroline was sitting with Matt on her right side and Damon on her left. Rose sat down by Damon who obviously didn't like the older woman and Darius made his way from beside Karolli to beside Rose. Damon rolled his eyes.
Just great. Watch the new wolf-boy fall into Rose's little plan. Why didn't Jeremy and I just kill her when we had the chance? Jeremy thought bitterely as he fiddled with the ring on his finger. It was the only reason he wasn't burning up in the sun. Jeremy also had one, their best friend Ali had made them it when they first turned.
Jeremy had turned a hundred years ago and he was only able to go out at night, hiding in the Lockwood house for the rest of the day, that was until he found a new vampire one night wandering the woods, and unsure of what to do. Jeremy, thinking it was a human and hoping for a quick 'snack' had used his extreme speed to lunge at Damon but Damon, already used to being prayed upon by other vampires had flipped Jeremy over.
Later the two became protective over each other, like brothers and soon Jeremy had adopted Damon as a younger brother. After a few decades they had met Ali and soon revealing herself as a witch she had promised to make the boys rings, they needed to be able to walk in the sun if they were to keep the balance between werewolves and vampires.

Just as Damon awnsered Karolli's question of him going to the Fonder's Day Ball, with a yes, two people walked into the grill.
Matt looked up curiously. A man and a teenage girl.
New comers.
He shot a glance at Damon. Werewolves? Witches? Vampires?
Damon shrugged. He knew what the werewolf meant.
Caroline watched the girl with interest and wondered if she'd introduce herself.