Disclaimer: If you recognize it, then it isn't mine, and is instead due to the creative minds of others. I'm just borrowing for some fun.
Prologue
Adalyn Gilbert woke with a groan as she immediately reached up to press her hand against her aching temple. Sitting up from her prone position on the ground she realized several things. First, she was most certainly NOT in her comfy bed in her bedroom at home. Second, she was not even anywhere that she recognized. And third, she was completely alone. Beginning to panic, Adalyn scrambled to remember anything that would help her calm down and take stock of her situation. She closed her eyes and took several deep breaths before pushing aside her growing fright to start surveying her new environment. The room that she found herself in was dusty and falling apart. The few windows had boards on them and the floor was ripped up in places, creating a jagged labyrinth to navigate before one could reach the door. It was a large room, with a high ceiling and was actually quite drafty, preventing it from smelling as musty as it appeared. Stumbling to her feet, still clad in the heels that she had been wearing the previous night, Adalyn began carefully making her way to the door, trying to remember how she had ended up in this situation.
She remembered being at a party at the Lockwood Mansion, solo since she had no-one to go with. She saw all the usual people and- Elena? Though Elena wasn't wearing a dress, she was wearing a long sleeved shirt that was covered in-blood? No, that couldn't be right. Except it was...she was covered in blood and seemed to be in pain right up until she suddenly wasn't. Adalyn had followed her sister to the parking lot hoping to get an explanation when she saw her get attacked. When she had tried to help her sister the same man must have gotten her too. Feeling somewhat relieved that she now remembered the how of her ending up in her current situation, Adalyn now had more questions than answers. Where was Elena? Who had brought them here? Why? And where exactly was here?
Reaching the door Adalyn quickly poked her head out to see if she could spot anyone. She saw and heard nothing so she took a breath in before trying to think out a game plan. First off, the floor seemed fairly clean and kept up in the hallway, she could probably make it without trying to hobble in her heels. Being without the shoes would pose a risk to the safety of her feet, yes, but she could run faster without them on plus the spiked heel might be a good weapon to have. Determined, Adalyn quickly stripped off her shoes as quickly as possible, silently mourning the dirty state of them and her dress as she did so, before holding one up in each hand defensively. Slowly, she crept out of the room she was in and made her way down the hall. As she came to each door she peeked her head in carefully, trying to see if Elena was anywhere to be found. As she came to the last door before a stairway she peeked in and looked around only to scream in fright at what she saw. Lying on the ground in the room was a body, and lying a few feet away...was a severed head. Quickly deciding to abandon the stealth approach, and heart near beating out of her chest Adalyn tore off down the stairs as fast as she could, looking behind her briefly to check that no-one was suddenly following her.
As she looked over her shoulder on her way towards the front door she crashed full speed into a hard surface and bounced back, almost falling before her wrists were caught in a steel-like grip. Gasping in shock Adalyn looked up at the person holding onto her to discover that it was a man, with dark brown eyes that were surveying her with curiosity and a-was that a hole in his freaking chest! In stunned silence Adalyn watched as the hole, which was literally punched through his chest, began to heal up, muscle and sinew reforming before her eyes and transfixing her until a slight cough forced her attention back to the owner of said chest.
"Uh..yes?" Adalyn ventured, cursing herself after for such an awkward introduction.
The corners of this strange mans (who can literally heal a giant hole in his chest in seconds what the frick!) lips turned up as he stared down at the petrified girl he held on to. "Hello there. My name is Elijah, and who might you be?"
AN: Sooo this is a new story, just something that I'm trying out. I know that there are many stories with an OC Gilbert sister, and many of them I've seen that start with this setting but I really like where this setting fits into the story so this is the one that I'm using. Adalyn WILL end up with one of the Mikaelson siblings, but she will not be in any sort of love triangles as I am really very tired of seeing those. You'll find out more about her in general as the story goes on, and how her relationships with everyone vary. As you can see, she is NOT aware of the existence of vampires and this will cause a rift between her and everyone else in the "gang". I'm hoping to make her different than other characters i've seen, she definitely won't be perfect. This is really just a little plot thing that I wanted to get out, but I am definitely interested in writing more of this story. If you are too, let me know, and uhhh… hope you enjoyed this little tidbit. Also, the title is still a work in progress...bear with me here.