『2.1』

Several days had passed, and Jenna remained unconscious, leaving Matt uncertain about the duration of her transition. During this period, Stefan and Klaus departed, resulting in a peaceful atmosphere within the town. In response, Elena and Damon swiftly pursued them, aiming to bring Stefan back to reason. 

Over time, Jeremy spent more days at Matt's house, hanging out with Stephanie. At first, Matt was annoyed by Jeremy, but he noticed how well he treated Stephanie, always making her happy. Gradually, Jeremy started to fit in more, like how mold slowly blends into its surroundings. Although Jeremy was initially upset with Matt for not helping his sister in the ritual, Jeremy was put into place with a heavily bruised ego after a few choice words. 

While watching TV, Matt experienced a sudden, intuitive pull, as if someone urgently needed him. He was convinced it was Jenna calling to him, sensing her imminent awakening. Driven by this feeling, Matt traveled a few miles out of town to a house where he found Jenna, suspended in mid-air, enveloped by a glowing energy. Suddenly, the energy dissipated, and Jenna fell, but Matt quickly caught her and gently placed her on the ground.

Observing Jenna closely, Matt noticed significant changes in her appearance. Her features were more defined, her skin was impeccably smooth, and her hair had deepened to a richer shade of red. Additionally, her figure seemed more curvaceous than before. Matt took a moment to take in these transformations, trying to understand the extent of the changes Jenna had undergone. 

A few moments later, Jenna abruptly inhaled, her eyes darting around in panic as she clutched at her chest, where she had been staked. She seemed disoriented until her gaze settled on Matt. Her eyes briefly glimmered a soft pink before returning to their usual blue, now brimming with tears. "You really did it," she uttered, a mix of disbelief and relief in her voice. Matt had decided to giver her back her memories to make things easier on him. 

"Of course, I did, darling, now how do you feel?" Matt asked 

After a brief pause, Jenna responded, "I'm starving. It feels like I'm in transition again, but far more intense. I'm craving blood, but there's something else too," her eyes flickering to a soft pink she spoke.

Noticing her eyes, Matt couldn't help but smirk. "Do you know what I am, Jenna?" he asked gently. 

Jenna, puzzled, shook her head. "I'm an incubus," Matt revealed. Jenna took a moment to process this before replying, "So, a being that thrives on lust and sexual energy?" Matt nodded, his gaze intense. "Exactly. When I saved you, I transformed you into something similar to myself, though a less powerful

Jenna's realization dawned. "Are you saying I'm now a succubus?" she asked, her voice tinged with alarm. Matt tried to lighten the mood, "Don't panic," he said with a chuckle, but he noticed how quickly she calmed down without further questions. "To revive you without upsetting the natural order, I turned you into a succubus," he explained. 

Matt stepped closer to Jenna, tenderly touching her cheek, "You were taken from this world too soon, all because of Elena's careless choices. She kept the truth from you, filled your home with vampires, and entangled herself romantically with them. She even went as far as to have Damon compel Jeremy. And Alaric wasn't any better; rather than confiding in you, he chose deception, endangering both himself and you. You were part of the sacrifice because you got a call from Kathrine, Elena's doppelganger. There is so much they have hidden from you, all to protect you." 

Matt's voice softened as he continued, "But now, Jenna, you have a second chance. A chance to live a life where you're no longer a pawn in someone else's game, where your safety and well-being aren't compromised by the lies of those you trusted. It's time to write your own story, one where you hold the power and make the decisions. And I'm here to help. 

Jenna, overwhelmed with gratitude for another chance at life, hugged Matt tightly as tears streamed down her face. Once she had calmed down, Matt tenderly wiped away her tears and, with a smirk, noticed the pulsating veins beneath her eyes and the pink glow. Are you ready to feed?" 

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"This feels constrictive," Jenna commented, uncomfortable with the snug clothing. "You'll adjust to it," Matt reassured her, observing Jenna in her bold outfit. "Besides, you look stunning." Matt said as they walked into the rave. 

Do we have to be here?" Jenna complained over the blaring music flashing lights, and the people dancing. Matt smirked, taking her hand, and they began to dance and grind together. Leaning in, Matt whispered in Jenna's ear, "Which one looks the most delicious to you?" Jenna moaned as she singled out a woman on the dance floor with stunning green eyes and blonde hair. "Her," she replied. Matt smirked and said, "Bon appétit." 

Matt released Jenna and observed as she engaged with the girl, using her chi unconsciously to entice her into dancing and sharing a kiss. He carefully monitored Jenna's feeding, curious about her control over the process. Her eyes shimmered with a pink hue as she continued. After a minute, Matt intervened, gently placing the unconscious blonde woman in a chair. He addressed Jenna, "You must learn to control yourself. Taking too much from them can lead to their death. Take only what you need to satisfy yourself in the moment." 

Jenna, her eyes still reflecting the lingering effects of her feeding, looked at Matt with confusion and guilt. "I didn't mean to... It just felt so intense, and I lost control," she admitted, visibly concerned.

Matt sighed, understanding of Jenna's situation. "It's okay, Jenna. But you need to learn to harness your abilities. Feeding is a delicate balance. You can enjoy the moment, but taking too much can have serious consequences. We don't want to harm anyone unintentionally." 

"So, how are you feeling?" Matt inquired.

"I feel amazing like I could conquer anything, but I'm still hungry," Jenna replied, rubbing her throat slightly.

"Remember, you're still a vampire. You know you must also feed on blood," Matt reminded her.

 In an attempt to test the extent of the sire bond's influence, he locked eyes with Jenna and asserted, "You'll be under control when you feed."

"If you're still hungry, we need to find another source. But remember, control is key. We can't risk harming anyone," Matt

Jenna nodded, a determined look in her eyes. "I understand, Matt. I'll be more careful this time."

"Good," Matt said, scanning the room for potential targets. He spotted a corner where a few people were engaged in a lively conversation. "Over there, find someone who looks healthy and won't be missed for a while. Remember, take only what you need." 

Matt and Jenna joined the couple on the dance floor, seamlessly blending in. Matt fed off the girl, while Jenna sank her fangs into the man, her eyes glowing with a pink hue as the veins underneath pulsed. Matt observed her for a few minutes before she released the man. By that time, Matt had already finished feeding.

He walked over to Jenna and suggested, "Your blood has healing properties. Feed it to him, then compel him."

Jenna bit into her wrist and fed her blood to the man. As he drank, she looked into his eyes and uttered, "You'll forget seeing me tonight and the experiences you had. Go home and sleep; this night will fade from your memory."

The man repeated her words obediently and walked away. Jenna, feeling a sense of accomplishment, grinned at Matt, hugged him, and said, " I did it. I wanted to tear open his neck and drink all his blood, but then I remembered what you said and stopped." 

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Matt opted to keep his distance from Mystic Falls for the time being. He wanted to ensure Jenna had complete control over her hybrid instincts, and the entire summer would be devoted to achieving that goal and going back to modeling career. Jenna, exhausted from the night's events, claimed a room in the house as her own and promptly fell asleep.

Choosing to follow suit, Matt found his room and drifted off. However, when he awoke, he was surprised to find himself back in Mystic Falls. Everything appeared different, a bit more dated than he remembered. Curiosity piqued, he strolled around, and that's when he noticed the date on a newspaper – May 10, 1994.

"Damn," Matt muttered to himself, realizing he was in a prison world Lost in contemplation, he heard a voice behind him inquire, "And who the hell are you?" Turning around, he was met with a pair of dark blue eyes.