A/N: Hi everyone, here's my new story I've been working on for months now. So I created this universe with my own character called Natalia. There is more to her than meets the eye and I sure hope you will like her and the story itself.
Since it might take a few chapters before the story gets settled with our favorite TVD male characters (or at least my two favorite ones) Klaus and Damon, I thought I'd post some kind of Preface to give you a taste of what is to come. Hope you'll like it.
Enjoy and please review and comment, I wanna know what you guys think!
Preface
His yellow eyes glared at me with a wolfish hungry look.
My heart made a somersault inside my chest and it was probably a good thing my hands were tied up over my head by some magical bounds because I would of probably ran away at the sight of the first signs of his transformation. Exciting him with a chase was the last thing I needed right now, as it might have just triggered the beast to come out faster. I tried to keep my cool as he started bellowing in pain under the physical change his still-human body was going through. I reminded myself I needn't show him how scared I was, I had to stay strong and help him fight his urges.
I looked around at the large circle of flames surrounding us, and beyond it, at the expecting figures facing our small group of three. Their excitement stanched the air around our encaged trio. The results of this encounter would be beneficial to them, whatever the outcome, unless I somehow managed to turn off Klaus' werewolf side.
Klaus started advancing on me; each step extremely difficult. His expression was a mask of complete agony. Then without a warning he yelled out in pain – or frustration – and fell on his hands and knees, his hands, claw-like, crushing the ground under his touch. He appeared to be fighting against the transformation with great effort. Beads of sweat covered his face and his two sets of fangs were now out in full length. I hoped he'd win this internal battle he was going through, I just needed more time to try and figure out how to get us out of this mess…
"Get away from her, Klaus!"
The voice startled me and I snapped my head to the right. I hadn't realized Aiden had regained conscience.
A large cut went across his forehead and blood was gushing out from the wound. He looked like hell. Luckily for him, his hands were free but he remained on his knees trying to fight the dizziness the attack had left him with.
Nonetheless his face showed determination and a large amount of loathing towards the Hybrid facing us, as he got up and walked towards me shielding my body from the blond man.
"Aiden..." I warned him. I didn't want him to get Klaus mad. If I could just talk the blond Adonis off of this killing need and help him fight the spell off...
Aiden ignored my call and just kept on dragging Klaus' attention towards him.
"Take on someone your own size, you lousy coward" he spat.
Klaus growled at Aiden, his vision now concentrated on the other man. "I will gladly take you down Mathis" he replied nastily between sharp intakes of breath.
I could see Klaus' inner Wolf was gaining his way back to the surface, the man's efforts at keeping control over his mind and body were being washed away by his natural hate towards Aiden. Getting back up on his legs, his posture aggressive, he made a beeline towards the witch.
"No! No, no, no" I cried. "Klaus, it's me you want, come on, come and get me. Concentrate on me! Look at me, please!"
"Natalia!" Aiden exclaimed as Klaus' head turned back to face me.
"Yes, son, that's it!" Esther yelled over the flames. "Kill the demon's children."
I could see Klaus was now fighting the spell again, even harder than he had before, trying with all his might to retain his human form, to show his mother she had no power whatsoever over him.
"Klaus..." I murmured, heartbroken by the pain I could read in his eyes. He didn't want to hurt us. Well, at least not me…
Aiden came to my side and muttered words under his breath and I instantly felt the magical ropes loosen up around my wrists.
"On the count of three" he murmured giving me a quick glance. I gave him a subtle nod never looking away from Klaus as I did. God, please make this work, I thought.
My wrists were suddenly completely released from their magical chains and before the coven could realize what was happening, Aiden and I joined hands concentrating all our efforts on the circle of fire. I closed my eyes cutting myself from any distraction and summoned the fiery sphere inside of me, imagining my hands controlling it, guiding it.
I could feel the flames shifting now, lashing around at the screaming witches. Some were trying to regain control over the fire, but as many and as powerful as they were, they were no match for me and Aiden.
Before I knew what hit me, I was forced away from him by some unnaturally powerful wind and I opened my eyes in shock, looking behind me. I tried with all my might to fight against the wind, but it was worthless, I was heading for the edge of the cliff and there was nothing I could do to stop my progression.
Quickly glancing around I noticed Esther's eyes were bared upon me, her lips moving fast, her hands outstretched towards me. She was behind the spell that was pushing me to my sure death. I wouldn't survive the fall leading a few hundred feet below to a dark lake. Of that, I was sure.
Realizing what was happening Aiden gave me a scared look and was about to let go of his control on the fire to come to my rescue but I stopped him.
"No, don't!" I yelled at him, giving him a stern look. "Make them pay, Aiden!"
And then, I felt my feet come to the edge of the cliff, leaving its rocky surface before it touched nothing but air. In that millisecond where everything became weightlessness, I saw a blurring figure come right at me and felt strong arms surround me, almost crushing me with force, and then, just as suddenly, the ground was stolen from under me. I shut my eyes tightly and let out a scream of terror as the air around me shifted and my hair whipped at my face.
"I got you" he said, his mouth next to my ear, his voice meant to be reassuring. "Trust me, Natalia."
"I do" I said, without thinking.
His mouth came upon mine a second before our bodies hit the cold water with force.
And then I was surrounded by darkness.
A/N: For those of you for whom the name Aiden Mathis rings a bell, well I "borrowed" the name and impersonator of the Revenge character (Barry Sloane) as a possibly third love interest of my main character ('cause I have these uncontrollable yearnings toward handsome British men...). The Aiden in my story has practically nothing in common with his Revenge counterpart, hence why this is not a crossover.
What do you guys think? Should I continue on with it?
