Salvatore's Diaries:
Reincarnation
"Rose had always been my favourite. It's signified eternal beauty, love and passion. Even though it'll wilt in time but its beauty still live forever. Just like her…"
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I don't own Vampire Diaries
Chapter 1:
The Moment I lays my eyes on you
Dear Diary…
Today's marked the day where I first met her…
The day where my heart been stolen for the first time…
The day where I lays my eyes on her…
"Stefan. Damon. Come and meet our new guest, Lady Cartwright"
Both of the Salvatore brothers snapped away from their playfully fight over who's standing beside their father and looked up at the beautiful horse-carriage stopping in front of them. The youngest of the brother, Stefan nudged his brother ribs and leaned closer as he whispered, "Do you think she's pretty?" he asked, eyeing the carriage carefully as he struggled to see the young maiden his father been talking about.
Damon snickered at the words and nudged him back in returned, "Hush! Stefan!" scolded the young man sternly as he looked up, waiting to see his father goddaughter.
The driver jumped off from his seat in front of the horse-carriage and made his way to the door as he offered his hand for the Lady of Cartwright, "We're here, my lady" said the younger driver.
A pale hand reached out to the driver's gloved ones as a beautiful crimson haired maiden stepped out from her carriage to meet Giuseppe Salvatore.
Rosalyn Cartwright, a beautiful young woman within her early twenties with dark crimson wavy hair that pinned perfectly underneath her red hat, a soft pale complexion skin, oval shaped face with a pair of breath-taking bright emerald eyes smiling warmly as she greeted the older Salvatore.
"Ah! My beautiful Rosalyn… How are you my dear?" asked Giuseppe as he hugged the beautiful maiden fatherly before pulling away to see his lovely goddaughter.
"I'm fine, Mr Salvatore. How are you?"
A pair of light blue eyes saddened at the fake smile plastered across her face and cupped her cheeks affectionately, saying "Rosalyn, my dear… You know you don't have to put the strong façade for me" soothed the older man gently as the perfect fake smile began to flatter a bit by the words before returned it once again to hide the pain flashed inside her eyes, "I don't think I have any tears left to cry anymore, Mr Salvatore" she chuckled humourless as she looked down to the ground, "I don't think it would matter anymore"
Giuseppe nodded understandingly and withdrew his hands from her face as he motioned for his sons to come forward to meet the lovely lady, "Stefan. Damon. Meet Rosalyn Cartwright. Daughter of the late Sir Alexander Cartwright"
The older of the Salvatore's brother bowed slightly to the beautiful lady and caught her soft fair hand as he placed a chaste kiss onto her knuckle, "Damon Salvatore. The Eldest of the Salvatore's brother" greeted the dark haired young man to the beautiful woman and looked up to meet her breath-taking emerald eyes with his blue eyes.
Rosalyn curtsied in returned and looked up to the black haired man as she took his full appearances.
Damon Salvatore, a young man within his twenties with dark brown hair that almost black, light complexion with olive undertones skin and had a strong bone structure with high cheeks bones and a solid jawline. He also had a pair of striking beautiful blue eyes that contrast perfectly against his darkened lashes and eyebrows as well as a constant 'bad boy' smile adorned on his lips. Overall, you could say that he's very handsome for a man.
"A pleasure to meet you, Damon Salvatore"
Out of the corner of her emerald eyes, she shifted her attention away from the older Salvatore and smiled as she met the younger ones, "And you must be Stefan Salvatore, the youngest of the Salvatore's brother"
The said young man who was frozen by the maiden beauty nodded as he bowed shyly at the greeting and placed a chaste kiss upon her white knuckle just like his brother and father taught him to be, saying "Please to meet you, Lady Cartwright"
Stefan Salvatore, a young man within his early teens with dark blonde hair, a pale complexion skins, broad forehead and strong bone structure just like his older brother. He had angular jawline with a set of forest green eyes that caught the maiden attention as he gave her a soft sheepish heart-warming smile at the woman which the woman couldn't help but returned it with her own.
"As I you, Stefan Salvatore"
The day I first saw her true smile…
"Guess who…"
A pair of soft hand covered the young maiden eyes from her reading and chuckled softly as she grasped the hand with her owns, "Stefan" scolded her playfully as he pulled away his hand from her bright emerald eyes and leaned down to place a chaste kiss on her rosy cheek in greeting.
"Miss me?" teased the young man as he sat down next to her within the grassy hill, watching the beautiful scenery before them in silence. The woman shook her head amusedly for the words and returned back to her reading, saying "No"
A tint of frown occurred across his lips as he looked at her in disbelieve, "No? But I went away all day to prepare for Miss Pierce arrival" pressing the words 'all day' as he gave her a tiny glare which causes her to laugh at his childish action.
"Fine… I miss you, Stefan"
"Good, because there's something I would to show you"
Rosalyn closed the book within her hand and looked at him expectedly as he pulled out a tiny wooden box from his pocket.
"Here"
She took the offered box and titled her head to the side in confused as she examined the mysterious box before meeting his forest green eyes, "What's this?" she asked.
"Your birthday present"
She blinked in surprised and opened the box carefully as she took out the beautiful silver necklace with dark crimson ruby onto her hand, "It's beautiful…" she murmured softly under her breath and examined it curiously.
"Not as beautiful as you"
Taking the necklace into his hand, Stefan motioned for her to turn around and placed it over her neck, "Happy Birthday, Rose" he whispered softly into her ears and smiled as she touched the necklace with a soft ghostly smile adorned on her lips.
"Thank you, Stefan"
And the day where all happiness comes to the end…
Stefan gasped as he sat up from the ground within the forest and glanced around him anxiously, "Wha-?"
"You're dead"
He turned around at the voice within the shadow and sighed in relief when he saw Emily, Katherine's maid walking out from the tree to meet him, "What do you mean?" he asked perplexingly.
"You're a vampire"
A gasp in shock emitted from his lips as he looked at the dark-skinned woman in disbelieve, "B-but… how?"
"Katherine's blood…"
Then, it hit him like a ton of bricks. Katherine had been capture, he and Damon trying to save and only to get shot in returned with her blood still in him.
"So… I'm a vampire?"
"Not yet"
He looked up at the Bennett witch in confused, "What do you mean?"
"You need to complete the transition"
"How do I do that?"
Emily face slowly saddened at the thought and sighed deeply in defeat, saying "You have to feed blood"
Stefan eyes widened at the words and slowly stood up, "B-But-There's must be another!" reasoned the undead young man before a familiar voice calling out his name from the distance.
"Stefan!"
He turned around behind him and saw a beautiful scarlet maiden walking her way to see him with her dirty nightgown. A deep relief flashed inside her bright emerald eyes as she finally see him within the dark, "Thanked god, I finally found you" mumbled the maiden softly under her breath and slowly made her way to him.
Stefan smiled at the familiar face and opened his mouth to say something before a delicious scent caught his nostril as his throat burned at the smell.
Rosalyn stopped in the middle of her track and tilted her head to the side in confused, "Stefan?"
Within a blink of an eye, he flashed in front of her and pulled tightly within his arms. His face started to change demonically and sniffed her softly, "You smell delicious" he growled animalistic and tightened his hold on her petite body as he hid his face onto the crook of her pale long neck.
She gasped in shock and screamed as she felt him bit her neck. Stefan who was fallen deeply into his vampire instinct ignored the struggling red haired as he continuously drank her glorious blood, completing his transition.
'So delicious…'
His predator instinct moaned at the wonderful taste of her blood and bit her harder for more. All the struggling, screaming and pleading for him to stop started to subside as he could feel her slowly slipping away from his grasp into death.
"Stefan…"
Hearing his name, he instantly pulled away from her neck in horror as he watched her collapse within his arms, "Rosalyn!"
He looked down at her lying lifelessly within his arms and hesitantly reached out to touch her cheek, "Rosalyn…" he whispered, feeling nothing but coldness as a lone tear started to fall from the lid of his forest green eyes, "N-No…"
He whimpered in sadness and hugged her desperately, shaking his head in denial before a shrilling heart-breaking scream filling the bloody night.
"I'm sorry. The number you had dialled is not available. Please try again later"
Elena huffed in annoyance and sighed as she looked down to the number written within the screen before scrolling down to call someone who might know where he is.
"Elena! What a pleasant surprise! Did you miss me?"
"Damon, is Stefan with you?"
"Hmm… geez, I don't know? Probably lurking around the forest to hunt Bambi or something"
"I've been trying to call him all morning but he won't answer. Are you sure you don't know where he is?"
A deep silence coming from the other line before a soft sigh started to enter her ear, "What date is today?"
"15th of June"
"Then, I know where he is"
Stefan slowly walked down the trail into the heart of cemetery as in his hand was a bouquet of red roses. He sighed, watching the bright azure blue skies sadly in remembrance before returning his gaze once more in front of him. His steady steps suddenly frozen in the middle of his track as his forest green eyes widen for the sight standing before him near the gravestone. A beautiful young woman standing silently in front of the grave he had been visiting for 145 years with her red crimson wavy hair swaying back and forth for the gentle evening breeze blew passed her.
"Rosalyn…?"
The person raised her head up at the sound and turned around causing his breath caught up inside his throat at the bright emerald gaze meeting his forest ones. The woman tilted her head to the side and slowly smiled politely in returned, "Hello…"
Or did it?
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