Chapter 1: WARNING! Mentions of possible rape in this chapter. Don't worry there isn't any actual rape! This is just giving you an idea of why she does what she does! ENJOY! I don't own TVD or The Originals! Just my OC!

This will also be the only chapter for a long while that talks about my OC's past. Now diff pOv.

Future:

Cody opened her eyes as rain drops hit her nose angrily. She blinked a few times as she took in the area around her. "How did I get here?" She asked herself, brushing her knees of the twigs that clung to them. "What happened to the town?" Cody muttered, staring around into the forest. There should have been at least three office buildings and a clock tower where the tall trees now stood. "Damn it's freezing!" She wrapped her thin sweater around her lean arms, rubbing her elbows for warmth. But she was kidding herself if she thought it would help.

There were woods all around Cody and only a small cabin off in the clearing.. Had she gone mad? This could not be Mystic Falls. At least not the one she had seen so recently.

"Hello little one. You look lost. Can I help you?" A tall brown haired woman asked Cody as she shuffled towards the frail girl. She was wearing an old flowing dress and only fur tied tightly around her feet.. "Are you lost?" Mags repeated the gibberish..

How the hell is this possible? Cody shook her head. She had been sitting on her own in the town square... She closed her eyes for a few seconds. She must be dreaming.. Wake up Cody.. Wake the hell up!

But opening her eyes again the reality around Cody remained unchanged.. "No... No this isn't real." She stammered as she backed away from the woman. "I'm dreaming.. This isn't real!" Her hands shot out from her sides as she motioned for the woman to stay away from her...

"Please, come inside little one. We will find your family for you." The woman kept talking and talking... Cody didn't understand any of it! Where the hell was She? How did she get here?

'I hope she is not lost.'

Listening in on her thoughts wielded no change... Cody was in shock. She was stuck here unable to understand any of what was going on.


Past:

"They aren't coming back Code. They're gone." The ugly brown haired child sneered. Cody had heard it so many ways but this one got to her somehow. "They aren't coming back. Gone is gone." The small girl mouthed the words as if in slow motion. Cody watched the girl's lips move and wondered when she would shut up. "But it's okay, my parents are crack heads."

'At least your parents aren't crack heads. It's better they are dead.'

It happened before Cody could stop it. Her hand made a loud smacking sound as it hit the small ugly girl straight on her big stupid cheek. Screaming ensued as Cody turned and left the room. It didn't matter if the last of her words had been in her stupid head, she had heard them. Cody always heard them...

"Did you do that to my daughter?" The tall blonde woman demanded, grabbing Cody's wrist tightly and pulling into her closer. She wasn't even that little girl's mother.. Just a foster who got a little bit to attached. They were all kids who had no place else to go...

"Yeah." Cody shrugged, grumpy that she had to deal with this crap. She was only bloody eight years old and she had just lost her parents! "She was being annoying."

"Look you!" The woman gripped tighter, bruising Cody's arm most likely. Who cared these days? Certainly not Cody. "You have no right to put hands on my daughter. I took you in and gave you a roof over your head."

"She had no right talking about MY parents!" Cody snapped back, pulling on her wrist. What she wouldn't give to smack her right in her stupid face.

"You entitled little brat! Get upstairs this instant and get ready for bed. I don't want to see you for dinner."

"Whatever." Cody grumbled, pulling away and walking towards the dingy staircase that lead to her coat closet of a room.

"Three nights!" She screeched after her, "NO DINNER!"

'Who needs food any ways..' Cody certainly didn't need her shitty meals. There was a small soup kitchen down town... She could take the bus. Cody doubted that the woman would even care that she was gone.

It had been Cody's first week there and she had already pissed the woman off enough that she bruised her and withheld sustenance. It was clearly not her calling to be a mother. The first night of Cody's punishment had been okay, she spent it alone in her cold dark room. The next night was very different.. Cody had gone off to the soup kitchen and she had come back after curfew. The woman yelled at her again, but that was the easiest part of her night. The worst part and the part that caused her plan to escape. When her husband came to Cody's room she knew it was time to go.

It was super late, maybe about one AM. Cody hadn't fallen asleep because she couldn't close her eyes for more then three minutes before her mother's voice would begin to haunt her dreams. 'You are special Cody. Don't ever forget that.'

Cody heard the door creak and the bed shift as the man climbed in next to her, but the worst was that she heard his thoughts before he had even climbed the stairs. 'Made my wife cry. I've been tryin to do that for years.. Gonna get a little taste. That last girl was no fun.'

Needless to say, the second he climbed into her bed and his hand slid up her small thigh, she lashed out. Cody had never screamed so loud before, not ever. She had never been given a reason to. Her parents were wonderful people who wouldn't hurt a fly. But not every person out there was like that, clearly.

"Get your hands offa me!" She screamed, kicking her legs like a maniac.

"Come on honey, stop yelling and give it to me." He said, grabbing her legs. "Don't be so ungrateful."

That's when it happened.. At least it's the first time Cody could remember it happening.. With her last scream he went flying out her door and rolled down the stairs with a loud grunt. Cody curled up at the end of the bed and tried to stay calm, but how was it possible to be calm when a grown up tries to rape you? You can't! She had to get the hell outta this terrible place.


Cody had packed her things after that night and slipped out just as quickly. She could still hear the woman's shrieks as her husband lay dead on her foyer tile. But he deserved it so Cody had shrugged it off. Feeling bad wouldn't help her now.

She dropped her bags in a small bus station line up as she fiddled with her hands. What would she tell them? Normally someone so young wasn't allowed on a bus without a) a letter from a parent or b) a parent.

"Miss? Can I help you?" The man behind the plastic window called out to her.

"Ermm.. I need a ticket to Mystic Falls.." It was the only place Cody could think of that they wouldn't think of looking for her. Her family had told her that when they adopted her as a small infant they had met her birth mother there, in the small hospital. It was the only place that stuck in her mind. She watched him watch her as he stamped a ticket.

"You need a ticket to Mystic Falls." He repeated, passing the paper to Cody without a fight. In fact she would say he was zoned out or something as he did it. Cody glared at him awkwardly as she took the ticket and shoved it into her jacket pocket. "Thanks?" She replied, still uncertain that she was in the clear.

"Thanks." He said back...

'...'

When Cody tried listening in on his thoughts there was nothing.. Nothing came back to her. He was blank. "What the heck?" She muttered, finding the bus line up.

That had never happened to her before. She always heard people, no exceptions. But if she waited around here then she was sure that Child Protective Services would locate her and take her back to that horrible place or put her in a different horrible place. She wouldn't go back.

After half an hour Cody finally climbed onto the bus alone. No one else waited in line. Better for her because she didn't want to be recognized by any one. If she was alone then she would have a higher chance of success.

"Hey there little one. Got your ticket handy?" The burly bus driver asked Cody, a smile gripping his tired face.

'One measly little girl and I have to drive halfway across the damn country.. This is a waste of my time.'

She nodded, handing the man her ticket and she sat down. After that Cody slept the whole trip. When she woke up she climbed the large steps and thanked the man for the trip. She had no idea where she was headed but she felt safe in a way. Like she was home.

Cody wandered the town for what seemed like hours before she sat down on the large fountain in the small town square. As she closed her eyes she thought about her parents. She thought about what they would have wanted for her if they had planned for all this. She thought about a safe warm place where people cared for her and she cared for them. Then she drifted off to sleep.