A/N: hello dear readers

it is currently 2:30 am and i could not sleep and got this idea i have been writing for 2 hour and should go to bed. i decided i would share this with you before i go to sleep. i hope you enjoy reading this. i am well aware of the grammar mistakes i made and will try do edit them out as soon as i can

disclaimer: i do not own any of the character of twilight, vampire diaries or the originals! they belong to their rightful owners. I just like to play with them in my stories.

The night was pitch black there wasn't a single light that could brighten the path up a head and guide me. I could use my magic but then the people who were after me could easily find me. I was very weak from my escape and I could not waste any strength. I could hear my old coven members shouting my name in the distance. I kept my feet moving hoping i was walking towards a town or someone who could help me. If I could remember correctly I am going the right way but with this darkness that surrounds me, I could not see far and it was difficult to find the path towards a near by town. I should know it as I walked it countless times when I needed to get herbs from the market for my coven or food.

My coven was my family they raised me when they found me in the woods as a baby. They believe that I am part of a prophecy. They never told me what it was about and at some point they decided it was best I that i could not leave my house. I wanted to go outside and enjoy the nature around me and people. I was sick of being kept prisoner, being lonely and tried to escape once and failed miserably. My coven punished me for it and tortured me so i would not try to leave again. Now i am on my second try and I feel them breathing down my neck. I really didn't want to go back but I could not run. I decided to hide in a large bush and tried not to move. I could hear their voices getting closer.

"Rosabella it would be wise to show yourself we do not want a repeat of last time." Marcello called. A shiver ran down my spine, he was a cruel man who loved the art of torture. I hated him as he was the one who gave me my punishment and he was never nice to me. I know what they were doing, they were trying to let me submit by fear and intimidation. My eyes widen at the sound of a branch breaking in half not to far from me. I quickly held my breath. The minutes ticked by and I let out a small breath of relieve. Just as I did that a large hand grabbed my hair and dragged me out of my hiding spot and threw me on my knees, I landed in front of mud covered brown leather boots. My heart sank as I looked up and my eyes connected with Marcello's bright blue ones. His long black hair framed his pale face, eyes twinkling with the joy that he caught me again and the play time he would have me when we would return to our small village. His eyes were taunting me along with his disgusting smirk. Yes the man was truely evil in my eyes.

"I can not wait to play with you again as much as it is a hastle to catch you I truly enjoy a good hunt and such a lovely prize you are." He moved closer so me an caressed my cheek with his filthy fingers. I moved my face away and glared at him.

"Do not touch me!" I spat tempted to spit in his face.

"You have no say in it you wench. I can touch you when i like. you are mine now little witch!" He sneered. He grabbed me by my throat and started to lift me up until my feet could not reach the ground.

My hands wrapped around his trying to losen his grip so I could breath more easily. When it did not work and I started to see tiny stars in my vision I started kicking, aiming for his, probably disappointing, crown jewels.

One moment I blinked and the next I felt myself falling to the forest floor. I landed on my stomach with me face in the leaves that had fallen of the trees, catching my breath as i listened to what was happening around me. I could hear a lots of movement and several men screaming in pain.

All of a sudden it was quiete, after a few seconds I decided to look up and drag myself into a sitting position and look around. I saw members of my coven laying around, their dead empty eyes staring at me. I heard a sound to my left and wiped my head towards it. I had not seen Marcello among the dead and my heartbeat and breathing picked-up. p.

A sigh of relieve left my lips as I saw a man round my age with brown hair framing his face as the rest of his hair was bound in a tail on his back. He slowly walked towards me as he got closer I could see blood around his mouth, some had dripped down onto his clothes. Did he kill all of them alone? How? When I looked into his green eyes, I could see them sparkle with mischief and also weirdly gentleness.

"Do not fear me. I will not hurt you darling" he said as he extend a hand to me to help me up. I slowly put my hand in his and he lifted me onto my feet. I felt a bit unsteady and was swaying a bit. The stranger wrapped an arm around my waist to keep me steady. I looked up at him but he was looking behind us. He turned his towards me a smirked as he placed his hand under my knees and picked me up. I frowned at him and was about to say something but he cut me off.

"Darling I know introductions are in order but it will have to wait." That was all he said as he took off. His speed was inhuman I could not see my surroundings all was a blur. I looked up at the strange man. He must have felt me move because he looked at me with a child like grin. He was certainly enjoying this. I rested my head against his shoulder and closed my eyes to fight the upcoming sick feeling. I did not open them until I felt us stop moving. I took in my surroundings and saw that we were in a village and were entering a small house.

All of a sudden the world around me became a blur again and I quickly closed my eyes. I reopened them as I felt myself placed on something soft. The man was nowhere in sight. I quickly sat up and looked for ways to escape the only way was throught the window and I did not know if we were on a second floor it could be high and not help me at all. When my eyes fell onto the open door a figure appeared and moved towards me. The man with the green eyes frowned at me.

"You need to lay down darling and regain your strength." As I laid back down he sat on the edge of the bed. He gently grabbed my hand and kissed my knuckles a small blush crept onto my cheeks. "Kol Mikaelson at your service darling."

"Rosabella Swan. It is a pleasure to meet you Mr. Mikaelson. I am forever grateful for you help I can not imagine my faith if you would not have intervened."

"Please call me Kol and it was no trouble at all. I was having a dull couple of days and this surely made my bloody day more interesting." He stood up and faced me. "I need to run an errant please try to sleep you will feel better when you wake-up. I will not be gone for long."

He blurred out of the bedroom and a couple of seconds later the front door opened and closed again. I turned to my side and closed my eyes hoping I won't have any night terrors and that I could sleep peacefully.

I woke up as the sun hit my face though the window. I stretched and got out of the bed. I had not heard Kol return last night. He was a peculiar man if he was a man at all. I knew that there were creatures lurking in the shadows. My coven never let me explore the books and grimoire's they only taught me things they deemed necessary. I walked down the stairs Into a living area. Kol was sitting on a chair with a book in his hands. A frown of concentration on his face as his eyes moved from side to side taking in the information infront of him. As I reached the last step his head shot up and his eyes met mine. He stood up and walked towards me and guided me towards a couch. He sat down next to me and looked at me with a serious expression.

"What happened yesterday? Why did those men attack you?"

I was taken back by the question and took some time to gather my thoughts.

"They were men of my coven. I know you are not an ordinary human I am sure you know of witches." He nodded at me not saying anything only gesturing that I should continue with his hand. "They think i am something special, a part of a prophecy. They never told me what it entails and they always made sure I developed my powers how they wanted me too. They kept me from sources of knowledge and of course I tried to but they caught me to many times with my nose in books and family grimoire's. They decided it was best that I got locked up in my room. I tried to escape once but that did not turn out the way I would have hoped. I did not even manage to get out of our small village. They thought I needed to be punished." I sneered and i narrowed my eyes in disgust. "Marcello was the one who loved every bit of torturing me. He was the one that was holding me. I think he got away and warned our elders and leader."

I heard a growl coming from Kol, looked at him and saw a dangerous look in his eyes.

"It is fine Kol at least I am not there but here with you." I said softly.

"It certainly not fine! They should not treat their own that way. I will bloody kill them all!" I was stunned by his reaction. We just met. Underneath his eyes i could see black veins appearing and his eyes were also changing by his anger. He looked at my wide eyes and tried calmed down, He let out a deep breath. The changes in his features disappeared as he calmed down.

"What are you?" I whispered while raising my hand and tracing the place where the veins just were with my finger tips. With inhuman speed his hand wrapped around my wrist stopping my fingers movements and brought my hand down to the side and gently let is fall down. He gave me a warning look.

"I am one of the original vampires darling." He stood up and bowed with a cheeky grin. I could not help to giggle at his silly action. Removing the tension from just moments before and turning it into something light. As he stood straight again the moment was gone and his features turned serious again. "I am one of the monsters that will kill during the night and drink the blood of humans to survive. I love good hunt and kill. It is what my mother turned me into four hundred years ago."

"I do not think you are a monster Kol. For some reason you have saved me and i do not fear you." I looked him in the eye and realized it meant it. I did not fear him not even when he was covered in blood. He turned his head to the side and looked at me intrigued.

"You are a interesting little thing."

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