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Her Story
Helena stood in front of the vampire, with concern written on her face. Honestly, who wouldn't be worried. Someone obviously dumped him in there. He wouldn't bulge, nor would he make a sound when Helena touched him or talked to him. It was no use for Helena, but she knows that he is a supernatural creature. He couldn't be dead for sure. Arden sat down on the couch fiddling with her fingers, biting down on her lip. What in the hell is wrong with her? Well, for one Arden wasn't really Arden and second his doppelganger would reveal his secrets. He realized the smell of human blood in the room, and a rare heartbeat. His eyes fell on the girl who was at his doppelganger's feet. It was her.
"Arden, do you think you can get me some blood bags out of the freezer" Silas raised an eyebrow. "It's a hunch" He nodded, before looking for the blood bags. Where he obviously had no clue where they were. He was soon frustrated, and stopped himself from flashing into the lounge area. He wouldn't want to blow his cover. "Seriously, you forget where I keep my blood bags" She raised an eyebrow. He panicked, and shrugged his shoulders. Before walking off into where Stefan laid. He was gone. Suddenly, he found himself pressed up against the wall with Stefan showing his vampire visage. Silas was somewhat amused by this.
"Helena!" Silas tried to sound frightened, within a minute Stefan was torn off of Silas and thrown across the room. She had unbelievable strength, and speed. It sort of surprised Silas, on how fast she came to Arden's rescue. "Who the hell are you?" Stefan shouted, and Helena flinched. Where as Silas was clearly amused by Stefan's behavior. It drove him mad being in that box. He had one hell of a temper. Silas laughed on the inside. "The question is who are you" Silas spoke up, trying to sound timid. Helena shot her a glare before speaking up. "My names Helena Eastwood, me and my friend Arden pulled you out of the quarry" She tried her best to stay calm, but obviously that wasn't working.
Well, her prediction was right. He was indeed a vampire, an awoken one, who is now up and moving. She didn't want him hurting her best friend. "I- How did you find me?" Stefan replied, confused by all of this. "It's a long story, and if you sit down and relax a bit. I can get you something to drink, and possibly tell you that story" She said, more calm. He nodded, before taking a seat. All that Silas was thinking, Stefan better keep his mouth shut. He didn't want to ruin his plans - he would kill Helena and leave with his doppelganger, but something was stopping him from doing something so rash.
Helena sped off to find something for the stranger in her home. She couldn't help but to wonder his story. I guess, she would find out very soon, in time. She grabbed a couple a blood bags and smiled to herself; Finally, have myself a drinking buddy. She chuckled, and sped off into the lounge area. Stefan looked at the blood bags, and finally realized there was no heartbeat. He calmed down, and gladly took the blood bag. "How did you know?" Stefan asked, curiously. Both, Silas and Stefan listened on this young girl's history. "I'm an original hybrid" She said, taking a gulp of the blood letting the copper tangy taste hit the back of her throat.
Stefan's eyes widened, and Silas was intrigued on what she meant. "I'm half vampire, and half human" Stefan nodded, and asked the same question people have been asking for years, "How is that even possible?" She smiled before answering, "I know as much as you do. I guess another one of nature's loopholes" She shrugged, before downing the rest of the blood. She began telling the moment it all happened,
"When I was born, my relatives had created a spell for both me and my mother to be immortal, to be healthy. Instead of getting the full spell, I only got half of it. The power was too much for my mother, so she died giving birth to me. I ended up taking part of that spell. Since, that had happened. I grew up with a power of sensing supernatural creatures, but it's not specific. I'm not a witch but I just have that gift. When I turned 14 years old, someone in the village wanted me dead. So, that person strangled me in my bed and next thing I knew I woke up with a beating heart. I realized that I wasn't killed the proper way. I remember my grandmother told me something along those lines. So, I was turning twenty years old and wanted to see the world. So, I set out in a village and met my husband. I wanted to live a normal life, without witches or other supernatural creatures. I guess that someone saw me still alive, and they thought I was a witch and wanted me dead. So, whoever it was had set out men to assassinate me. Me and my husband were out on a picnic, and suddenly these men came out of nowhere and chased us in our carriage, and finally they got him out and killed him. I made a huge mistake trying to fight back. One of the men had let a wooden arrow fly and it plunged through my heart. It activated the vampirism." She finished, with a smile.
Stefan smiled too, "That's incredible" Silas nodded, and was intrigued to know more. He knew Stefan was eager to know more. "So, here's where the fun part comes in - can't compel, nor can I enter other's dreams. I am faster, stronger than a average vampire. With my human strength, speed and the vampire abilities combined. Witchcraft doesn't work on me, and vervain doesn't hurt as bad. Nor does the werewolf bite but it can still kill me and I can walk in the sunlight." She added, with a grin. "But those witches loathe me for that" She said, with a laugh. "I would too" Arden said, and Helena looked at her with a award-winning smile. "I couldn't agree more" Silas' eyes softened, she reminded him of his lost love. It was just her smile. He was going to love being here. He noticed the photos of the two girls together. College roommates, best friends. They've been through everything together. These two girls were like sisters. A sister that Helena never had, and Silas had ruined that by killing the thing closest to her. He instantly felt bad, but he did it for a reason.
"I almost forgot!" Helena exclaimed, "What's your name stranger?" Stefan looked at her with a smile, and replied. "Stefan Salvatore" Her eyes lit up, and she felt her stomach churn. He was the Ripper. She snickered, and held out her hand. "I've heard of you, actually met you once but it was only small talk. It was at Zachariah's funeral." Stefan looked at her for a moment and realization came over him. "You were his wife." He said, "Soon to be, to be exact" She nodded, before grabbing another blood bag. "We haven't really told anyone, but anyone who has.. read his journals." She said, with a grin. Silas actually felt jealously, from the way his doppelganger and this extraordinary being bonded. He's hypotheses was indeed correct. His doppelganger lives a better life. This time Silas will have a better life, than Stefan.
Whether, this prize possession was in it or not. He will live the better life, and it is starting now.
"Arden, you have your thinking face on and well, it's creeping me out" Helena broke him out of his thoughts, and he stared into her ocean blue eyes. He raised an eyebrow, and Helena laughed even more. That laugh. He thought, and that smile of hers. "You get this look on your face..." Helena started, by awkwardly pointing to the side of Arden's face, and to her own with a grin. "So, Stefan get some sleep and we'll be upstairs if you need us" He nodded, before laying on his back. Helena looked at Arden with a smile, before nodding her head to the exit. "Goodnight, Stefan. Goodnight Arden." Helena said, before flashing upstairs. A smile fell on her face. Helena began to think, that this was going to be her summer. It is going to be madness.
AHH, finally.
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