Disclaimer: I do not own Vampire Diaries, but I do own my characters Marcus, Natalia, and Antonio.
AN: This is my first story for Vampire Diaries. Please be kind. I will be looking for a beta. Anyone that's interested, you can message me. Thanks and hope you enjoy.
My name is Natalia; I am a powerful witch that is only 17 years old. I just wanted to be a normal teenager. Before I tell you my story; I have to start at the very beginning.
There are 4 major families that come from very powerful witches and warlocks. The family names are: The Huns which resides in China, The Bemoans which resides in England, and The Cea Mai Mare which resides in Romania (which translates to the Greatest. Now you should know they have the biggest ego, just by their name). My family is the last one. We are The Marianas, we live in America.
My father's family was the very first family of witches, which means that they have very powerful powers, and different powers that are passed down, and it is all tied up in their blood. In the beginning of all witchcraft, there was a prophecy that all the families were trying to prevent. It said that if any of the families came together; their child will be the most powerful witch ever created, that child will have very powerful blood, and that child will tip the balance of nature. That's why all the families are in different places to prevent any other families making an alliance.
My mother was from England and she came to America on a vacation. She met my father and fell in love. She told me it was love at first sight, if you believe in that. She told me that her parents and my father's parents did their very best to keep them apart. So they ran away and got married, and 4 years later they had me. My grandparents have been searching for them for 21 years. They changed their last name to Smiths, so no one can find us. (Between us, I always thought their love was like Romeo & Juliet).
Ever since I was young, I was told stories of vampires, witches and werewolves. My father and mother told me that it was my job to keep the balance of nature alive, no matter what happened in my life. What they failed to tell me was that I would have to be running for the rest of my life, because of some major families are looking for me, to kill me.
At the age of 3, I could talk to any living creature. My mother died trying to protect me, at the age of 5. I can still remember her. She had long brown curly hair. It fell just above her hips. I remember when the sun hit it, you can see a hint of red, brown, blonde, and black. She had brown eyes, that just held so much warmth and love. She always smelled of lilacs, and strawberries, which is really funny because that was her favorite flower and favorite fruit.
My father didn't tell me she died. I found out from my crow. She saw everything and told me to hide in our secret room. From then on. I promised myself I would be the best at everything. That no one can hurt me. I trained really hard. I do wish I can be normal.
At the age of 6, I could master the earth elements. At the age of 12, I could master all fire and water elements. At the age of 16, I could master all elements, and do all the hard spells. Not to brag, but I am an awesome witch. My father is very proud of me. But with every achievement I had, I became more depressed. While all the children were running around and playing with their friends, I was inside learning spells and potions. To say I had a crappy childhood was an understatement, but at least no one would hurt me.
When I was 16, my father spotted one of his family's bodyguard. So we packed up our things in Florida, and moved to a small town called Mystic Falls, Virginia. My father's plan was to move to a town that had a lot of supernatural occurrences in it, because they said it would be the last place their families would be looking.
I was in the backseat of my father's car just staring out the window, when I saw a sign that said "Welcome to Mystic Falls." As I stared at that sign, I felt different, something that I couldn't put into words. My powers were buzzing. I kept moving in the backseat. I could not wait to explore what this town had to offer. We passed by "Mystic Grill". That's so not original. I was staring at the Mystic Grill, when I saw a couple of gorgeous men having a very intense conversation. Men and their testosterone. Instead of looking at what seemed a good fight, I started to hear that my dad said that I had a car waiting for me at our new house, and that I start my senior year in 2 days. I could not wait. This was going to be the best year ever.
AN: Should I continue?