Summary
What if Elena had a younger sister, Maria? and they were both alive and human in 1864? What if they met the human Salvatore brothers long before Katherine came in the picture?
Chapter 1
Maria Gilbert did not look as ladylike as her mother would like, her hair sticking out of the complicated up do, the hem of her dress covered in mud, giggling, as she tried to escape her best friend's, Damon, as they were trying to play cacher. Damon's younger brother, Stefan, and Maria's older sister, Elena, watched amused, sat around a table on the table on the Salvatore's house's back porch, sometimes laughing at their siblings foolishness. Elena's smile grew hard as she stood up and ran to her sister, who had moments before, fallen face - first into the ground.
"Maria, are you well? Did you hurt yourself?" Asked Elena, looking her sister up and down, searching for any possible injuries.
"I am fine sister, you do not have to worry about me," Maria answered promptly brushing off the dust on her sea-blue corset, Damon's favourite, because in his words, "it complimented her eyes beautifully.
"You might be fine, but look at that dress! Mother is not going to be happy about that."
Maria looked down at herself, and she saw an enormous rip going from the bottom of her dress to her mid thigh. She looked up to see Damon smirking at her, and blushed. Her sister was right, their mother would not be happy about it.
A/N: Hi everyone! I just love The Vampire diaries, but I don't really like the direction the show is taking right now, however, I've always liked human Damon and Stefan, back in 1864. So, I decided to write a fanfic, please be aware that this is my first fic, and that the next chapters are going to be longer I just wanted to give you a little taste. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed, and keep in mind that feedback is welcome and greatly appreciated.
See you later!
