A/N-Hello, my name's Julz and this is my first story on this website. Sadly I don't own the Vampire Diaries but if I did, Bamon would be end game. I'm in love with Damon. This isn't Bamon fic, It's a Damon/OC tho, maybe I will write a Bamon fic soon. Thank you for reading, hugs and kisses. :*
Prologue
Dream
Darkness, darkness every where. Where am I?
Can I scream? Shout?
Should I be scared?
Scared to move, I stayed still. Hoping for the black canvas infront of my eyes to break and shatter, bring me light. Somethings moving now. Fogs rolling in. Thick misty fog, now suffocating.
A tall, dark hooded figure comes into view. The only thing I see of it's face are dark, ghostly eyes. Pitch black, full of evil and death.
I step closer, wanting to see more of this strange figure. I know its full of evil, but I'm a curious person.
It then produced a white, bony hand from underneth its dark, flowing cloak. Slowly, like a rusty mechanical robot that's gone with out oil for decades, it brought its hand up to caress my cheek. I dared not flinch back, not knowing if I were to, my life would last no longer.
Before I could comprehend what was happening, a strong yet foreign pain erupted in my chest. I tried to cry out in in horror, but another bony hand clamped over my mouth halting any sound.
I peered down to where the pain was felt. To my shock and terror, the hand which was caressing my cheek not even a minute ago was now thrust into my ribcage, squeezing at my heart.
I felt a strange pulling sensation which began to over power the bone crushing pain. Then the bony hand appeared, along with that loved vital organ. I gasped before my whole world turened black.
Dream end
I awoke, screaming and crying. The pain felt so real, like I could still feel his bony hand in my chest.
Why is this happening now? I need to sleep, I haven't slept in days.
Tomorrow I venture to my new home, without Mom, without Dad. To Sheila Bennett, my grandmother.
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