I OWN NOTHING! First scene from upon "Stefan's Diaries, Volume One: Origins."
August, 1864.
I felt the carriage lurch as we came to a halt. Katherine looked at me disdainfully. I had no choice in the matter. I was sired to the bitch. You see, before I died, my feelings for her were sisterly, I would have died for her. And I did.
"Aria," she snarled, "You need to keep track of the moonstone. I don't trust anyone else. It's what I want." I nodded. We climbed out of the coach, Emily helping us down. That's when I saw him. Standing and staring at us with forest green eyes.
"Hello!" Katherine called before whispering in my ear: "He's handsome."
"Hello..." He managed weakly.
"I'm Katherine Pierce, this is my sister, Aria. And you are?" She asked in a voice I cringed at.
"Katherine." He repeated, still awestruck by her beauty. She was amused of course. She loved attention.
"Yes," her amused voice said, "And you are?"
To be honest, I was awestruck by him. He was incredibly attractive, with his perfectly tanned skin, those green eyes, angled features, and muscular body visible through the semi-thin fabric of his shirt.
"Stefan!" He recovered, "Stefan Salvatore. Giuseppe's son. I am so sorry for your family's tragedy." I growled at his statement directed to her. Her family? I'm the only one who lost a family, not her! She compelled my family to keep her! I wanted to scream. But, I kept calm and collected.
"Thank you," I spoke to him for the first time.
"And I thank you for hosting us and our maid, Emily. I don't know what we would've done without you." Katherine butted in with fluttering eyelashes.
"Yes, of course. You'll be in the carriage house. Would you like me to show you?"
"We shall find it ourselves. Thank you, Stefan Salvatore...or should I call you Savior Stefan?" She smirked. The hate I felt for her made me want to strike her. I felt a claim on him. He should've been mine.
That moment I knew I'd never be the same. Our lives changed in one moment. It was the exact moment my distaste for Katherine turned into hatred.
And the same moment I fell hopelessly in love with Stefan Salvatore.
