Damon sighs as he enters his home after another false lead of his AWOL brother. He walks into the living room and goes hunting for his best whisky, but as he rummages through the cabinet a piece of paper and a necklace falls to the floor, as he picks it up he finds it to be a picture, his brow frowning mournfully.
In the image lays two young boys, dressed smartly, one no more than eight, his hair combed to the side and the other fifteen, his curly hair neatly fixed into place and his blue eyes still penetrating even with the golden haze of the photo, but these children are not the course of his solemn expression, between the two boys is a girl, only eighteen in this picture, her long curly dark hair styled to perfection, her short stature unnoticed as she sits, a white gold and pearl rosary, but where there was usually an image of Christ laid a dove instead, her ocean blue eyes almost as bright as her smile… so innocent and spirited. He looks at the picture and sighs "oh… Alessia" with that he puts the picture back and leaves the boarding house, whisky forgotten, rosary in hand!
He takes timid steps through the forest until he reaches the old graveyard and stops, taking a deep breath and walks slowly over to the open grave of his father that they never bothered to rebury, the man murdered his own sons because of his pride and he didn't deserve their respect, however… Damon looks to the headstone, the part under his fathers name 'Alessia Marie Salvatore 1840-1858 'Her smile illuminated each gloomy day'
1856 Salvatore Manor
A girl in her night dress sneaks into her brother's room and walks him steadily "Damon, Damon!"
"What is it Al?" he asks groggily, whipping at his tired eyes
She smiles down at him and whispers "I wish to show you something, put on your breaches! I'll wake Stefan meet us at the servant's entrance!"
The boy nods and quickly changes to meet his siblings, sneaking down into the kitchen and to the servant's entrance, groaning as he sees his sister tying their baby brother's shoes "Alessia it is not even near sunrise yet!"
"Trust in me, brother!" she smiles as she takes young Stefan's hand and the back of Damon's neck, pulling them through the door as Damon takes her hand and they run happily into the night.
After ten minutes of walking they stop by the old church, the pond lying not far from it, lined with trees and flowers, the moon light shining down on it as a swarm of firefly's dance "it's beautiful!" young Stefan gasps as he runs giggling after the insects
"Be careful of the water Stefan!" the girl laughs as she watches her youngest brother
She then looks to Damon in curiosity as he stares at her in wonderment "Day…what's the matter?"
"I just don't understand you… not a few hours ago you were thrashed for defending me and defying father, still you persist in childish antics, why?" she looks to him, cupping the back of his head lightly
"Damon what father said, about needing to grow up and that there was no such thing as magic… he was wrong! The world is filled with magic and beauty, you just need to believe in it and father is too blind to see the magic!" she smiles and the boy shakes his head
Looking at her he asks "how do you do it sister? How is it you refuse to marry, to change into a lady knowing the punishment, but still are so… blissful?"
She chuckles and opens the locket of her rosary "I know that father is harsh with his ways, but you and Stefan are what keeps me believing in the world, in life… he sees so much of mother in you and I, but all I see is my brothers, who have the right to be whomever you wish to be!"
"Alessia, Damon!" with the cry of their brother they run to him, finding him crying and clutching his hand
Alessia falls to her knees and holds him close "What happened?"
"I was trying to pick you a flower, but it bit me!" he declares and Alessia giggles
She sees the white rose bush and carefully picks one "it didn't bite you Stefan; you see these, their called thorns! They're there to protect the rose, nature's own bodyguard for the beautiful!"
She hands the rose to him carefully and Damon smiles, then they begin to run as she chases after them, the snowy blossom forgotten on the ground
"Hey Al, sorry I haven't visited for a while but Stefan… well he's in a bad way, I just, I'm not sure what to do, you always knew how to make everything better! I wish… I want you to tell me what to do; you were always so good at that… I guess I just… I just wish you were here!" he says wiping a tear from his eyes
He looks to the rosary and opens the image of a dove, a hidden locket to find an image on either side, one was of his mother, she looked like Damon, but with Alessia's smile, on the other side of the rounded image was a small picture of him and Stefan, only children! He snaps it closed and throws it into the grave of his father, it ruptures through with the force, breaking into the coffin below "sweet dreams sister!"
He walks away to drown his sorrows, unaware of the eyes watching him, the disfigured face smiling as she growls "wish granted!" and then she's gone
But as the moon rises, and the sun sets we look to the remains of the Salvatore sister as muscle begins to stem from the bones violently, skin arising to cover it as long dark hair flows from the reborn corpus, blue orbs snapping open and back arching as she gasps for air. Eyes frantic as she combs the darkened box for an escape, panting heavily as she sees a sliver of light above her stomach and claws at the old wood, ripping it apart with her beaten and bloody hands, screaming as a skeleton arm falls through and she feels something on the floor with her, she picks up the rosary and grips it tight on seeing what it is, staring to murmur a prayer as she digs her way out of her casket, moving past the remains as she slivers beyond the hole, and claws her way out of the grave, her once white dress, now aged, ragged and coated in a thin layer of dirt, blood smears from her bleeding hands as she falls lifelessly to the ground, basking in the movement and fresh air, still gripping the necklace to her as she looks around her in wonder, gazing to the stars and firefly's among the trees "were am I?"
She takes to following her feet as they lead her into a main street, she stares in wonderment and a hint of fear at the cars passing by and the buildings around her as she bumps into people who simply throw her odd looks then carry on, but as she bumps into yet another person she apologized for the umpteenth time and goes to walk on but the girl just grabs her arm gently, examining her as she asks "oh god are you ok? What happened to you?"
Alessia just smile to the girl "I believe I am fine thank you, however I have wounded my hands and feet, as for what happened to me I … I'm not entirely sure, but I… I think I died and I'm quite confused!"
"Wow um… come on lets go get you cleaned up and then I'll make a call, I have some friends who might be able to help!" she offers kindly
The brunette smiles brightly "oh that is very generous of you, thank you so much Miss…!"
"Not miss anything, just Caroline!" she smiles taking the girls arm and leading her to her house
When they get to the house Caroline doesn't inviter her in, just leads her in and is happy that there was no barrier, meaning she's just a girl or not a vampire at least! Caroline watches as the girl smiles in amazement at everything, even giggling as she looks to the bubbles in her bath, blowing them as Caroline smiles "I'll be right back with some clothes while you wash your hair!"
Once out the room Caroline collects a nightshirt and pants while on her phone, waiting for an answer "what do you want Barbie!"
"Damon… I found this girl roaming the streets and…" before she can finish he sighs
"God you didn't kill her did you, because I have enough on my case without your conscience and a body!" she groans deeply and shakes her head
"Will you just shut up for a second? She was walking around like she'd never stepped foot in the twenty-first century before, she was wearing this tattered old rag, her hands and feet cut up, and the way she speaks is definitely not of the nowish! But get this… she told me she thinks she died! She's not a vampire I know that much because she got through my door!" she says quietly in a stern voice
There is a sigh of frustration and he complains "fine! I'll be over soon!"
She hangs up and heads into the bathroom, finding the girl naked but for a towel and rosary around her neck "here you go, you're a little bigger than me in the curve regain but these should do!"
She smiles and takes them gratefully "thank you Caroline, your kindness is much appreciated and I promise it will not be forgotten"
As she turns to change the vampire can't help but notice scars on her back from some sort of belt but the more interesting is at the base of her neck, a round pattern with a star like symbol burned into her skin, but before the blonde can ask about these strange markings there's a knock at the door "that should be my friend, I'll be right back."
She opens the door and Damon just walks in "where is she?"
"Getting changed in the bathroom, Damon I saw these..." but her words are cut short by his hand on her throat, pinning her to the wall
He glares down to her angrily "do you have idea what you could have done? Did you even think this could be some game of Klaus's? Of cause not, now I have to clean up you're…"
But his words are halted as a metal figurine connects to his head "you will not harm her!"
He goes to attack as the girl stands ready in front of her savior, Damon's eyes go wide as his vision clears, the first thing he sees are a pair of blue eyes looking down at him, the rosary resting against her pale throat as he gasps "Alessia?"
Her eyes narrow to the man on the floor as she examines him, her eyes widening as she lowers her arms, the weapon falling to the floor and she suns to his side taking him in her arms "Damon! Oh thank you lord"
And he lays there, unsure of what to do, Caroline staring at them in confusion and intrigue, his reincarnated sister gripping him tightly, well… this should be interesting!