Thanks so much for the reviews! I really appreciate all the support. Any way, this chapter I decided to try something different. It's kind of a blend of Naomi's narrative & summary of what the other characters are up to. Keep in mind that it's during the 1400's. So yeah, hope you guys lie it. Oh, and I might be thinking about writing another TVD story but I'll tell you guys more about as I work on it some more.
When Naomi opened her eyes, really opened them, everything was different. Her eye sight was sharper. Her sense of hearing and smell increased tenfold. Physically she was unstoppable with improved strength and speed. It turned out that vampirism had strengthened all of her senses to make her immune to death, make her the perfect predator.
In the beginning it had been difficult for all of them. As the first vampires the world had ever seen, they had no knowledge about this new life. Their limits, while few, were crippling and had been almost impossible to circumnavigate. But the worst, by far, was the inescapable blood lust. Anytime they came into contact with a human it was instinct to feed, blood being their source of life. Unable to resist Mikael and Esther decided it was best if they left the village. After the slaughter at the party,the last thing the surviving villagers needed was another mass killing. Naomi saw the reason in this decision but it was still difficult to say goodbye to her mother.
Things did get better, though. A stone was discovered that allowed them to venture into the sun without being burnt. As long as it was somewhere on their body, they remained unaffected. The feeding frenzy became manageable the more time was spent around humans. The few threats left, mainly vervain and wood from the white oak tree, were avoided and, in the case of the latter, destroyed.
Currently it was twilight, the special time between sunlight and the moon's glow. Naomi perched on top of a tree branch in the near darkness. She knew that her fears of the sun were silly, that it was impossible to be harmed now that she wore the lapis lazuli stone. Still, when she went out in the day it was hard to forget the searing burns that she had received from the sun. She felt most comfortable going out during times like this. It was possible to see the last of the sun's rays but a portion of shade was always readily available.
Slowly the last of the light disappeared over the landscape and Naomi waited, excitement in her eyes. Feeding on and ultimately killing humans had always bothered her, even when she was in the midst of blood lust. A century had passed before any of them were able to reign in its terrible effects. Now that she had a choice in the matter, she decided that she wanted to try something new. Of course the others all scoffed or laughed. Even Elijah looked at her with doubt in his eyes although he would never say it out loud.
She wanted to see if it was possible to live off of animals rather than people.
It was something that she was much more familiar with, not to mention that it would stir up less trouble than leaving bodies behind. The first few times had ended in failure; the taste was heavy and bitter in her mouth making it hard to swallow. Naomi was determined that she would master it, however.
Hearing a noise approaching in the distance, she held her breath. Sure enough a buck poked its head out from behind a cluster of bushes. Curious it lifted its snout in the air and sniffed. When it didn't detect anything it wandered out into the open. It must be young thought Naomi. Otherwise it would've smelled her instantly. Knowing that it wasn't going anywhere she was content to let it graze for a while, reflecting on the past.
Due to the immense hardships, Naomi and Elijah's relationship had been postponed temporarily. Not that the attraction hadn't been there because it was, even more so than before. It seemed that everything, not just their bodies, had been amplified from the change. They had both agreed in unspoken words that it would be best if they waited until they learned to control their natures, for the time being. Kisses and secret embraces were stolen but nothing serious. When the novelty of being vampires slowly weaned they were ready to try again. To Naomi's surprise, Elijah had proposed shortly after their two hundredth year as members of the supernatural. Of course she answered yes. They were both ready to progress the relationship.
Elijah had become much more realistic since that night. Now that there was no chance that he would ever become the head of a village he was continually trying to discover a purpose in this very long life. His morals had become even stronger as a result of their curse which made Naomi think he could be talented in a position of law. Though he made sure to tell her every morning and every night that if it weren't for her, he didn't know what he would've become. She brushed it aside as flattery but at times it was hard to ignore the truth in his voice.
Rustling sounds broke her out of her thoughts but she relaxed when she realized it was simply the deer. Head close to the ground it moved over to a different patch of grass.
Vampirism was both the best and worst thing to happen to the Mikaelson family. Poor Henrik was attacked by the wolves before the change could take hold. His death was a tragic blow to the family, but the curse also prevented any of the other vampires from dying off.
Shortly after the change it was revealed that Mikael was not Klaus father. The middle son was the offspring of an unknown werewolf but they all secretly suspected that it might be Ivan Alexander. Upon finding out Klaus had gone into a rage killing Esther in the process. When casting the spell she unknowingly blinded the other half of his heritage, leaving him feeling like he was a half person.
Mikael instantly hated the boy feeling that he was the physical proof of his wife's infidelity. That night was the last that any of them saw Mikael. Nervousness plagued them all, not knowing when or where he would appear. And there was no doubt, he would be back.
Finn was much the same: loyal to his family to a fault. Out of all the children he was the one who held the most anger towards Klaus for killing their mother. Probably the only thing keeping him from taking revenge was his strong sense of loyalty. That and the fact that they couldn't be killed.
Her friend Rebekah was the child that was closest to her original personality. Underneath the blond, scheming exterior she was still a kind hearted, willing to do anything for family or a friend. Only now she had developed an icy air that hadn't been there before. Naomi felt that it was partially from Esther's death but it wasn't something she could ask. None of the Mikaelson's liked to talk about her death. Despite this the two girls were as close as ever. Perhaps even more so since Naomi had officially become part of the family, now going by the title, Mrs. Mikaelson.
Kol had gone to the other extreme. His previously light hearted manner transformed into something darker. Sarcasm was now in almost every statement he made, his emotions much more volatile. A calm person in the past, anger was now always close to the surface. To everyone besides her, that is. He still got a little crass sometimes but his softer side also came out in spades. It was her hope that he would continue to make improvements in order to become who he was before.
But no matter how much the family was forever altered they still supported each other to a certain extent. Hence why they let her experiment with the animal blood.
Every moment she spent watching the deer she became more ravenous until she was practically salivating. The thick veins under her eyes grew more pronounced, her pupils dilated becoming a dark burgundy. Sharp, white fangs lowered from her mouth as the final step in the transformation. Growls built in her chest, making the deer pause and look up. Faster than was humanly possible she speed over towards the frightened buck. Going in for the kill she aimed for the pulsating throat.
Moon shining high in the night sky, she easily penetrated the herbivore's skin, like a knife cuts through butter. Proud of herself she reared back blood dripping down her chin. Licking her fangs she kicked he carcass away, smoothing out her dress. This time she was able to fully digest the blood. She smiled in relief before she noticed the stains on her dress. Animals were more difficult to drink from. Shrugging, she disappeared back into the shadows. Since drinking the animal blood was a success, she thought of a new goal. Learn how to feed without making a mess of her wardrobe.
Tears! It was terrible, I know, but have no fear things will be back to my normal style for the next chapter. Feel free to comment :)