A/N: This has been bugging me for a while now so I decided to write it.
WARNING! I have not seen a lot of the Vampire Diaries so this will only loosely follow the plot!
Disclaimer: I don't own Vampire Diaries or Moulin Rouge.
Chapter One
He'd been a good man once, a very long time ago.
If anyone asked him when that had been he might have told them that this was back when he was human, before Katherine had taken his heart and destroyed it…but he'd be lying.
The fact was that if a person had known him only 100 or so years earlier they'd have known him as a good man. A happy, wonder-filled man, far too naive and kind. A love sick man who lived his life dreaming of love and the wonderful effect it had on life.
They'd know him as she had known him.
Not Katherine, no, never her. He had discovered only a year after his turning that she was too far in love with Stefan to have actually ever loved him and he himself was only in love with the idea of her, not her.
Katherine nor Stefan had any idea of what had happened to him after they had separated that fateful year after they were turned. All they knew was he'd left a callous, but not cruel man only to return almost a century later a bitter, ruthless vampire hell-bent on destroying the life the two of them had built together.
They knew nothing of the thirty four years he spent traveling and learning, trying to heal from their betrayal. Nor did they know how he'd discovered a passion for writing and singing. That at the turn of the century he had traveled to Paris trying to make a life for himself. They didn't know that he'd fallen in love and fought to keep that love only to lose it just as the battle had seemed won.
They didn't know of the songs he'd written or of the small leather bound book he carried with him no matter where he went. They knew nothing but what he allowed them to know; he was a cruel inhumane bastard with no feelings that saw humans as nothing but pets and it would've stayed that way.
He'd been a good man once…and after meeting Jeremy Gilbert, Damon had a feeling that he could become a good man once again.
He'd always known.
As a child he'd been unable to understand why he always felt like something was missing in his life. He couldn't figure out why his heart always hurt, nor why he often dreamt of a handsome dark haired man with cerulean blue eyes and a charming smile. Nor did he know why he always dreamed of the man singing to him and holding him in strong steady arms. It all seemed so right that he had just accepted it as part of life yet he knew that no one else was having these dreams. When he had asked his mother about it she had told him it was just a figment of him imagination so he kept further observations to himself.
He researched it all in secret and he discovered that he had been reliving another person's life through his dreams. The life felt so much like his own that he found himself falling in love with the man his dream self was in love with. His heart broke with hers as she discovered she would have to leave him to save him from both his own grief and the Duke's jealousy and it sang in relief as they were reunited on stage in front of everyone, voices joined in perfect harmony. He even felt his own heart stop when the sickness consume his dream self, able to taste blood on his own lips. It all felt so real and it was.
Shortly after experiencing her death in the dream, she came to him. She was gorgeous with her long dark red hair and beautiful hazel green eyes. Her facial structure shocked him the most however…she looked exactly like a more feminine version of him.
"Hello Jeremy. I'm sure you are wondering what is going on."
He nodded his eyes wide as he stared at her, absently noting how they both seemed to glow in the inky blackness of his mind.
"Well, I shall endeavor to put it bluntly. You are me."
"What?" The teen exclaimed and the woman nodded delicately.
"I am Satine. You are me reborn. However, somehow the reincarnation process went wrong so instead of you having just my soul and a few of my personality traits you are me in the entirety. You have me face, my knowledge, my personality, everything. You are exactly like me barring the obvious differences in our gender."
She explained in such a blunt fashion that he would've laughed in a different setting. Instead he shook his head in disbelief.
"T-That's impossible!"
"It is not and you know it!" She snapped. "Denial will get you nowhere when you know the truth."
He swallowed. "Why are you telling me this?"
"Our memories have not merged as they should neither has our aura. It must or we will die."
"I thought you said I was you in the entirety."
"You are however no two people have the same aura, reincarnated or not and two auras cannot share a body without severe consequence."
"What will happen after we merge?"
Satine smiled slightly. "A few of my physical traits will emerge as well as a few of my mannerisms. You will become a perfect blend of what has shaped you in your life as well as what shaped me in my own. And…" She trailed off for a moment.
"And?" Jeremy prompted.
"My bond with Damon, it shall manifest in you. You will never be able to love another for our heart belongs to him in its entirety."
He nodded at that. "I already love him." He confessed softly and she nodded.
"I know."
With these words he felt a warm rush flow through him and Satine disappeared.
When he awakened it seemed as if only a few minutes had passed yet he'd slept the night away.
He was finally understand it all and he discovered that Satine had indeed spoken the truth. His hair developed a red tinge much like her own, and his skin became paler almost delicate looking, his body sleek and effeminate. He developed her love for the arts and for literature and a habit of biting his lip when nervous or uncomfortable. He became a perfect blend of himself and her.
When asked about the changes he lied or acted like he hadn't noticed them but he had, especially the most important change.
Their bond with Damon. It tugged at his heart and ensured that while he was able to sleep with others none of them would ever possess what rightfully belong to the vampire Satine had loved.
His heart would always belong to her vampire…and he couldn't find it in himself to mind very much.
He had always known…yet it wasn't until they met that he'd understood.
TBC
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