This is my first Fan Fiction. I have read a few after I saw a social media post about one on the Sprouse twins. I was curious about them but didn't want to seem weird for feeling that way, so I never read any of them. But I started reading some and they're pretty good so I thought why not.
So I should probably start writing soon because otherwise, my introduction will be way too long.
So just to make sure you know I'm doing a Vampire Diaries Fan Fic, it's about Klaus and Caroline because I love them so much. I also want you to know that I am not writing from a specific point, but it is after the finale. All you need to know is Klaus is in the story, Caroline is a vampire, and everyone has moved away. Stefan is still alive (weirdly but whatever).
I do not own Vampire Diaries or any of its characters. (I saw that written so whatever)
Caroline
It was the beginning of a normal day. I sat at the foot of my bed like I usually did, and stared at myself in the mirror. Some mornings the Caroline that looked back at me didn't bother me. But today, the girl looking back at me had a look, a look of loneliness.
It has been hard. I hate that I don't see any of my old friends anymore. And I hate even more that things with Stefan didn't work out. I haven't seen him since we separated two years ago. Alaric took the kids somewhere in Canada to keep them safe, Elena and Damon moved away and haven't spoken to anyone since he took the cure, Bonnie hasn't talked to anyone since Enzo died, and Matt just isolated himself. No one knows why, but he did.
Since everyone in Mystic Falls moved away, I moved away as well. I travelled the world, and once I found a favourite place, I moved there… to Paris. I explored every inch of The Louvre and The Notre-Dame, but none of it, none of it's enough to… satisfy me. There is a hole that the beauty of Paris and the life I created for myself can't fill. So I try to occupy myself, but nothing seems to fill the void.
That night as I walked down the street to my favourite diner, Epicure, there was an odd feeling. But this feeling wasn't new… I've felt it before. There was something inside Epicure, that I've experienced in Mystic Falls before everything went to shit.
"Hello, love." someone whispered to me. I knew that voice. I couldn't put my finger on who it was, so I looked around. No one was near me, the diner was empty.
But there was a man. He stood across the street, wearing all black, and staring at me. Even though my senses are heightened, I couldn't tell who was staring at me. I started to walk toward the man when there was a crash in the corner of Epicure. I briefly looked, but there was nothing wrong. I looked back across the street, and the man in black was gone.
"So you finally travelled, pity. I had hoped to show you the world." right in that moment, I knew who was whispering to me. A man who was not only cruel but knew exactly how to get under someone's skin, in the best and worst ways. It was Klaus.