Demitria's Diaries

by raquel1128

Continuing from Season 5. Damon and Bonnie are now dead and in the natural version of the Other Side, where they find Demitria, a girl from Damon's past who says she is able to help them get back to the world of the living. On their journey they will uncover both Damon's and Demitria's past, the origin of werewolves and of witches and the truth about the Original family.

1. Prologue

Prologue

It was a calm and beautiful day as Demitria stood by the fireplace in the little cottage, right in the middle of the woods, just watching the flames flicker as they turned the logs into ashes. The cottage was quite small and very old, its wooden floors we're really worn out, the front door creaked whenever it moved and some of the windows didn't open anymore. On the outside, the stone-built façade was covered in ivies and missing a few stones but Demitria still loved it regardless. She thought the cottage had a good energy and she loved how in touch with the elements she felt there, secluded in the middle of the forest.

Watching the flames was calming her down, fire had always given her a sense of comfort, ever since she was a little girl and, today, she really needed it, as she was particularly nervous. She could tell that today was the day. The day she would see him again, she could feel it. Demitria had always been able to tell whenever he was near, and now, after nearly 150 years, they would meet again. Though that wasn't the reason why she was nervous, she loved him, his presence would never make her nervous, it was his reaction. They parted ways with a lie, a lie he was told was the truth, and that lie broke his heart. She hoped he wouldn't run away from her and gave her a chance to tell him the truth. She also hoped he was still in love with her, but if not, telling him the truth would have to suffice.

A few hours passed and Demitria got more impatient. She was taking a walk through the forest to clear her head when, all of a sudden, she felt him. He was there.

"Sheila!" She shouted.

"What is it, my dear?" The woman rushed her way to Demitria.

"They're here." Sheila's face hardened, but then softened right away as the thought sank in. "Will you please go get them and bring them here?"

"Of course I can my dear. I'll be right back."

As Sheila went on her way to fetch them, Demitria went back inside and searched for the fireplace's calming effects once more. Standing there, looking at the amber flames, she lifted her right hand closer to her face, and taking a long, reminiscing look at the ring on her hand she was able to calm herself down completely. "I have nothing to be nervous about." She thought to herself as the front door swung open behind her.

Disclaimer

I don't own The Vampire Diaries or any of its characters/storylines.

I have only created Demitria and some of the settings.