Thank you for the ones who liked my story and followed. Speaking of the response I received, I don't really like Elena's character. But I like the survivor, the baddest bitch of all Katherine but not like I will be besties with her. if she gets a chance she would definitely throw someone under the bus to get away from danger. What do you want her to be? Well I want Nora maybe not best friend but at least like someone they can tolerate with out being at each other's throats.

BTW that means by the way (Damon's dialogue). Who do you want Nora to pair with? I love Klaus and was thinking about that, though I would love to hear you suggestions. Even a love triangle is ok with me.

Awaiting your reply. That sounds so formal. Whatever, give me a piece of advice pals.


Shit! how did this slip my mind.

The dreadful day has finally come.

It is Thanksgiving at the Salvatore Estate, and a maid has just lit a gasp lamp and brought it into the dining room. A younger-looking Giuseppe is sitting at the head of the dinner table while a nervous-looking Lily sits at the opposite end from him. Twelve-year-old Damon, who looks unhappy, and four-year-old Stefan sit on either side of me and Damon. I started getting nervous knowing what happens next. How could I forget about this scene? I wanted to smack his face with my heel when I was watching it. But now I can't do anything but to sit and watch. Giuseppe smiles and raises his glass as he gives his thanks for their meal

"If I could take just a moment to say how thankful I am to the good Lord for giving me a beautiful wife, two fine boys, a table filled with fine food" my alcoholic sadist of a father said smacking his belly, "And a stomach big enough to fit it all in!"

Stefan giggles and starts to eat his food, and Lily laughs nervously as well before raising her own glass in toast while I just hold my fork and knife tightly. However, Damon still looks sad as he glances at me and down at his plate while the maid carries around a platter of food to add to their plates. Giuseppe takes notice of Damon's behaviour and sets down his glass before giving him a stern look

"Son, eat your dinner, please." He said

Damon shook his head, visibly upset, "I cannot."

Lily looks at Damon with concern and asked "What's the matter, sweetheart?"

Giuseppe ignores his wife and continues staring at Damon with an warning glare and says "It was not an invitation, Damon."

Stefan looks at Damon in confusion and asked me slowly "Why is he not eating?"

"Because this is Sami" I said feeling bad for brother. I know how much he loved it.

Giuseppe begins to lose his temper as-if-a-bird-pooped-in-his-meal, "That animal was put on this earth to be sustenance, not your friend! Now, you will clean your plate, or you will spend the night in the root cellar, wishing you had."

"Mother... please do not make me eat her." He said giving a pleading look at our mother

Lily seems to feel bad for him, but when she sees our father's warning glare from across the table, her face becomes panicked, which she tries her best to cover up, "You heard your father, Damon."

Damon, overwhelmed and upset, reluctantly turns back to his plate and starts to eat out of fear of his father. He then looks at me and says "Eat girl. Should I tell you separately?" sending me a glare.

Douchebag.

Its alright. Cool down. You are only 7. You can't do much about this.

And No, you can't smack his head with the plate. Shut up and eat. I said through my mind repeatedly like a mantra and gave my father a big fake grin and ate it saying "Of course father".

Later that night, I went to Damon's room and saw him crying. I slipped next to him in the bed and hugged him. He hugged me back and started caressing my hair saying he was okay. But I know, he is not. I didn't want to leave him like that, he looked so vulnerable. When I was at verge of sleeping I said, "Hey Damon. Once I become big enough, we will run away, ok? You, me, Stefan and Mom. We will leave father and go far away"

"Sure Muffin," he said kissing my forehead and hugging me close to him. Some people would definitely laugh if they heard a seven year old girl says something like that. However, Damon needed to hear that, a promise that he can get away from all this mess someday and that his father was a dick, who unfortunately is also mine.


Years passed. It's 1856 now. My father never stopped abusing Damon and my fictional mother. I am 12 now while Damon reached 17, Stefan is 9. I maintained a book all these years where I wrote all the events that are going to happen as soon as I remembered something I missed over the period of years. I kept it behind a painting in my room that I painted hoping no one will see. Also, as we made an early check up on my mother, much to my father's distaste before her condition could get worse from consumption, which absolutely paid off, since she is doing fine. But when she booked those 4 tickets for us to escape from her crazy husband, my other dimensional father , who found out and punished her, severely, I was the one that received the punishment instead of Damon. But at least she is alive and didn't abandon her children for being a Vampire and will not turn those crazy Siphoners. My meddling in the fight didn't go waste since I also learnt a thing that day by receiving that cigar attack, that I heal quickly that a normal human. I am perfectly sure a witch can't do that without a spell.

So the question then comes, what am I? As years passed, my abilities have also increased. I can manipulate elements and can also heal fast. Like I can light a candle and create small bubbles in water but nothing huge. I once stopped a vase before it could hit the floor from a good 10 feet distance. I mean I just raised my hand and it stopped in mid air. It was like the air was stopping it and there was zero gravity but then I panicked seeing that and lost concentration, and the vase shattered. I got a good scolding from my father. I didn't get food that night and next morning. But my brothers stole some cookies from the kitchen and gave it to me.

It's a good thing I said no, for a handmaiden. I couldn't possibly do half of things I can do if I get one. I told that I was a big girl and I can handle myself and that I don't like the white and black people differences and something like that, to which at last they agreed. Dealing with the children of founding families is another worst thing to deal with due to their constant whining and complaints to their parents on silly matters. I have more enemy's than you can imagine even though I am 12. I am the golden girl of the town because of my mature thinking and proper etiquette, I follow, which made my father, mother and brother's proud in such meetings. I thought Damon will dislike me because of the constant compliments I get. However, he said that he was more than happy for it, but the only problem is the attention I get from boys. Though I shouldn't say so much highly about myself, still ,I am the prettiest girl in Mystic falls with my cute, small, freckles, pink cheeks, wavy blonde hair and blue eyes. If I was like this in my past life I would surely made a huge amount of money with my looks and would have made an outstanding model for Vouge.

What was I saying again? Ahh! I really don't know what I am? So, I thought of doing something crazy like I always do. I went looking for the witch burial ground where they burned the Salem witches in 1600's. Well, I was desperate to find answers and I didn't know where to go except there. I still have doubts like, if someone saw me there, are they going to tie me to a stake and burn me too?

Urgh! Such an optimistic mind Nora. Way to go.

I reached the place after a 45-minute walk from the Salvatore estate without my brothers on my tail with a basket in my hand saying I will find some things for my new recipe. I took a deep breath and entered the place. As soon as I entered I experienced a warm feeling which I definitely didn't except. Because 1- the witches are from Bennett coven which means Qetsiyah descendants whereas I am Silas distant Neice. 2- Because I shouldn't be here in the first place. So, I expected the worst.

"Hi!?", I said dancing on my feet nervously. Well, I seriously didn't know how to greet the one hundred witches who are brutally burned to death tied to a stake. I then started hearing voices which I couldn't make a meaning out of. So, I sat at the centre closed my eyes and concentrated and went into a trance like state.

"NORA ROSE WOOD, you are a long way from home? How are you doing with your new life?" one voice said. This is how crazy people tutorial begins, they start listening voices in their head.

"So, you guys know me? Its good. I seriously didn't have energy to explain everything," I said in my mind

"Of course, we know you. We are the ones responsible for bringing you here." Other voice said cheerfully like she just answered a question worth a million in a reality show.

"What? You people brought me here?" Why can't dead stay dead and stop interfering with living. "Why did you do that? I mean if you are bored, you could have brought mobile phones and televisions from future, not people who are living their lives without any supernatural drama" I said grumpily.

"Why did you think we bought you instead of so many others in the world who watch the same tv show, as you call it 'The Vampire Diaries', my dear?" the voice said totally ignoring my last sentence.

"And what is it in me that attracted so much interest from you?" I asked now getting irritated.

"You are here because of a reason." one said

"And what is it?" I asked sighing

"To fulfil your duty, what you are exactly born for. To maintain balance" one said

"Why can't you just say it with about beating around the bush" I asked. They are talking bloody cryptic.

"You are the Guardian. The Guardian of Supernatural creatures. The last and only one." one said

"I am not any guardian. I was an interior designer for merlin's sake" I shouted exasperated. "I think you did a mistake"

"Then explain the powers you have now. Why do you think you can heal fast and control elements" a voice asked to which I was silent

"You didn't have any powers in the other world because the Queen of Celestial court wanted to protect its last descendants and she sent you away from a brewing war. But we are desperate now. We have to save the our people. We don't want more of them to die. Since, you are the Guardian, it is now in your hands that you keep as much as supernatural species alive and maintain balance" another voice said continued by a new one.

"Protect the originals, as you already know, if one dies a the entire sire line will die. Even though we don't like them, they shouldn't die because of all the other people linked to them. So many life's. Some good some evil. We can't even unlink the sire line, because that creates more chaos. Wars will start when people will fight for the throne once they get to know that the sire line is severed. Both the humans and supernaturals die in that. But we the nature servants will not do that and disrupt the balance. You can let go of thousand evil if it protects a single good soul but you also need to keep the evil at bay. It is time for you make wise choices, dear. We are not asking you to save everyone, all we are asking is save them before they go extinct. We saw the extinction and we don't want that to happen" One stern voice said to my 12-year old body

"Are you kidding me? How will I do all that shit? I mean all the people you told now can kill me in a snap if I do a mistake and because of my foul mouth. And all I can do is light a candle and create bubbles in water which eventually someone blows away once I die" I said with a snort. "And also, why a Silas descendant? Isn't your ancestor going to get angry if she knows about your plan."

"You are immortal my dear. As long as supernatural species are present you wont die that includes spirits. So, In a way you are eternal, and you will stop aging ones you reach 18 in human years. And you will find the grimoires required for your practice as soon as you open your eyes. No one can see them except for you. No one will know that you came from otherworld or you have knowledge of the future. Even if you want to share to someone about it by mistake you will not get the words out of your mouth or no one can see even if you write it . All you can do is change the future for good by the decisions you make. If you think they are bad you can kill them. It is all up to you and how you want it to be. We put a spell, so know one will know of how you were born. It is for the wellbeing of all. And even the people from other side will not have the knowledge of you and your birth. Which is why our ancestor will not be a problem for anyone. All they will know is you are a Guardian, once you exhibit powers. Only you, your ancestor and we know of the truth that you have knowledge of future. We also gave an Oath that no one will speak about it or hear or see about it. It is spelled by the power of hundred witches and your ancestor, the Celestial Queen helped us because even she wants to protect you as you are the last one of their kind. You can even contact her as soon as you reach 18" said the voice.

"That's a lot to take in. All I am perfect is in giving sarcastic comments and witty remarks. By the way can I ask you guys for help if I want?" I asked hopefully

"Always," they said in unison which made me grin

"Thank you guys. At least you are there for me to talk. Fine, since I am already here and there is no way to go back, I will try my best to do it. But should I come here every time I need something. The people may burn me like you" I said "sorry that came out wrong, my apologies"

"We will give you a necklace and put a spell that no one can sense it's power. You can just hold that and summon us," a voice said after a brief pause. "You will find it with the grimoires you need for practice"

"You guys are life saviours. Thank you. Now I will take my leave," I said

"Good luck, NORA" they said. As I opened my eyes, I saw the books and the necklace I needed. I kept them in basket and went to home happily.


"Where were you, muffin? It's been 2 hours," Damon's concerned voice greeted as I entered the house and enveloped me in a hug

"I bought some ingredients required for the dinner, Damon. I am going to try a new recipe today" I said smiling at him as I hugged him back.

"Am I going to get the first bite." He said grinning at me

"Always" I said kissing his cheeks.

"Then what about me?" Stephen said grabbing my hand

"I will give you first bite of desert" I said kissing his cheek.

"Ok." They both said happily following me to the kitchen