Vampire Alison reveals herself to human Emily. - Characteristics of Vampire Alison is similar to the vampires in The Vampire Diaries.

Disclaimer: I don't own Pretty Little Liars or The Vampire Diaries


Gosh, she was a goddess. That was, Alison DiLaurentis that is. It was started when the blonde arrived to Emily's english class a little late, only because she was a new transfer student from Romania. There was something about the girl that Emily couldn't pinpoint. Was it her crystal blue eyes that drew you in like you were going to drown? Or her honey blonde hair that flowed in the wind effortlessly? Or the mysterious aura the blonde emitted around everyone... but Emily.

"Excuse me?" The blonde asked, to a shy Emily who was reading her book, Vampire Academy with her glasses almost falling off the bridge of her nose. She gestured to the seat next to the brunette. "Is this seat taken?"

Emily shook her head no. "No. Please, take it." Emily said as she offered her a warm smile, before pushing her glasses up and putting her book away. "I'm Emily."

The blonde offered her a small smile, "My name is Alison."

Hushed whispers would be heard in the hallway when Emily took Alison around the school. It seemed as though Alison was cold to everyone, but when it came to little ol' Emily, it was like she was a different person. A compassion caring best friend that Emily could always rely on. And that's what they became three weeks later. Emily didn't know how the two became so close but it seemed as though she's known her for years. And there was a reason for that.

Emily held the face of all of Alison's previous lovers. It was her lover's latest doppelgänger.

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"My mother would like to invite you to dinner tonight, Emily." Alison said, as the two girls exited the school. Emily's eyes lit up. This was the first. Every time Emily would bring up Alison's home, the blonde would stay quite and the brunette would respect her privacy. Until now.

"A- Are you sure?" Emily asked nervously. "I mean, I know it's a sensitive topic for you." Alison shook her head a smiled at her friend.

"That was not the issue... Nonetheless, I would like it if you came along." Alison asked and Emily nodded her head. "Do you want to come over now actually?"

"Sure! I'll just text my mum." Emily took out her phone and texted her mother who replied with -

Mum: Sure, Em that's fine. Is it okay if Alison's parents could take you home? I'm stuck here at work.

"Oh." Emily bit her lip as Alison looked at her friend.

"What's the matter?"

"Um, is it okay if you could give me a ride home? My mum's staying back a work." Emily explained.

"That's not a problem." Alison said as the two walked to Alison's home.

"Are you sure?" Alison chuckled at the constant question Emily would ask her as the blonde turned to face her friend and placed her hands on her shoulder.

"Emily, you are my friend. It is never a bother, and as long as you get home safely, that would make me very happy."

Emily smiled and gave the blonde a quick tight hug before continuing on their way.


"Your room is so..." Emily trailed off at the sight of the room.

"Too extravagant?" Alison asked.

"Luxurious." Emily finished as she walked over the bed and ran her fingers on the softness of the silk sheets.

"You may take a look around." Alison granted. "I need to clean up." Alison said a she walked into her walk through wardrobe and fished out suitable clothes for dinner and showering utensils and a towel. "Make yourself at home." Alison smiled before leaving.

Emily nodded as she heard the door close behind Alison. The curious swimmer wandered around the magnificent room. It was incredible. The walls her painted a subtle mint green colour which complimented Alison herself with her blonde hair and blue eyes.

The bed was king sized, with her fairly large neat study table on the other end of the room. Her walk through wardrobe was to the left corner and a beautiful window seat was by the window. Obviously.

Emily took a seat by the window and sighed, scanning her eyes around the room as she swayed her feet. As she did so, her feet hit the base of the window seat causing a thump to follow. A hollow thump.

Scrunching her brow in curiosity, Emily knelt down and knocked on the wood. Sure enough it was hollow and it seemed as though there was something behind it. She traced her fingers on along the edges of the wood until she felt a little click. Emily hesitated for a moment. Knowing that this would be a bad idea, but curiosity getting the best of her, she proceeded to knowing what was behind this secret hiding spot.

The wood slowly detached itself from the seat and there was a secret hiding spot. Emily's eyes widened at the ancient looking items found, raging from music albums from the 60s, to ripped letters from God knows when and black and white photos from the 30s and 40s.

What shocked Emily even more was the fact that all these items seemed to belong to Alison herself. The brunette carefully took out old letter and briefly read the message that was written with neat cursive writing in black ink. It was dated April 26th 1864.

Emily put the otter down and reached for a green leather booklet and opened it. There lied photos of the blonde, smiling her charming and happy smile at the camera in different times and places around the world. Alison didn't age one bit.

Wether it be dinner from the 21st century to a black and white photo of her to what seemed to be in the 30s with jazz and swing dancers in the background. Emily stared at the photos in shock. As she turned to the next page, her breathing hitched. There in the photo, to what dated back to the 60s was... Emily?

There Alison stood close to this other Emily in a matching pink blazer and pencil skirt with her blonde hair curled to a bob. This other Emily, was dressed in a simple black knee length dress with her brown hair curled and put to the side smiled brightly at the camera. Emily shook her hear and closed her eyes tightly before opening them again and sure enough, the picture was real. This past Emily was real.

"Her name was Erika." A voice spoke up. Emily snapped her head up to see a fully dressed Alison standing in front of her, but with no sign of anger of disappointment towards Emily.

"I- I don't care what her name is. Why do you have this photo of me! Of us?... And why do you have all these things dated back to centuries addressed or belonging to you?!" Emily asked, panicking a she stood up.

"Emily, please calm down." Alison spoke softly as she walked over to the brunette slowly, seeing her friend's reaction of any fear. Using her senses, she didn't find any. But what she could pick up from Emily, was the emitting emotion of awe and wonder.

"Who are you?" Emily asked. The question was equivalent to Alison being stabbed by a silver stake. As the question showed no recognition toward her. Like Emily didn't know her and see her has her friend... or something more. "What are you?" Emily rephrased.

Alison gulped in nervousness but tried hard not to show it. After all, if anything goes wrong the blonde could use compulsion to erase Emily's memories. "Do you believe in supernatural creatures?" Emily cocked her head to the side. "You do read a lot about them in your fictional books." Alison mused.

"Where is this going?" Emily asked.

"Do you believe in vampires?" Alison asked. The question hit Emily as the brunette's heart race picked up. "Are you afraid?"

"N-no." Emily stated. "Because I don't believe you."

"I can hear your heartbeat rising." Alison stated. "Please calm down and regulate your heart. I need yours to continue beating so mine will." Alison spoke, her voice enchanting the brunette and it seemed as though the swimmer obliged. "Emily. What I'm going to tell you will open your mind to further unanswered questions in regards to vampires."

Emily nodded her head as if to let her continue as the two took a seat by the window.

"My name, was originally spelt as Alycen Aelia Laurnetisa. I am a vampire, Emily. There is no lie behind that." The blonde spoke. Emily listened intently, and was rather intrigued. "I was bitten in 1128, by my mother as you call her. Jessica did it for a good cause. I was dying from an unknown illness back then since technology wasn't really around and she was aiding me at the time. In truth, she is not related to me but rather my turner. I am under her line of vampires. Therefore, I serve her. We live peacefully together and have become much like mother and daughter over the years. I am lucky to still have her to teach me more about the supernatural world. She taught me how to come accustomed to my heightened senses or use super strength and speed, control my hunger, use compulsion and of course keep my humanity."

"Your humanity?" Emily asked.

"My ability to feel. To have and to keep the human side of me alive. Although, I am technically dead." Alison joked, and this time Emily finally took in her white glistening fangs to which the blonde had somehow managed to keep them hidden. The moment was intense as a silence enveloped the two.

Emily put out her finger, and reached out to touch them. It was as if they were calling her too. Alison looked into her brown eyes and saw complete trust in them as the blonde opened her mouth wider and let the human touch the sharp fangs.

Emily hissed slightly as she quickly retracted her hand. There was a small cut on her finger as she examined her cut. The swimmer looked up to see a small trickle of blood on the corner of Alison's mouth, who stuck her tongue out and licked it.

"You..."

"Emily I-"

"You're extraordinary." Emily cut off the vampire which caught the blonde off guard. "Can I ask you one thing?"

"Of course."

"Did you... I don't know, meet me before?"

Alison nodded, as she took the photo from Emily's hand. "Erika. You are her living replica. When I walked into that classroom three weeks ago, I was met by the sweet smell of your-"

"Blood?"

Alison smirked, "Shampoo." She teased but was in fact her blood they were talking about. "It reminded me of her. Not to mention, Emilia. Elyssa, Endrea. They all looked like you and I loved them. Just as I love you, Emily." Emily smiled a little at the slight confession. It wasn't compared to the fact that Alison confessed her to being a vampire.

"Did you know we were going to meet?" Emily asked. Alison sighed.

"I was cursed by a witch in 1202. She cursed me to loving the same person's exterior but their interior would always be different." Alison explained. "Meaning, I would only ever love someone with your face. And as I meet this person repeatedly through out time, their personalities change of course. They would never be the same person, even though they look like the same person... Leaving me heartbroken."

Emily felt saddened by the explanation. The swimmer cupped Alison's cheek, and make the vampire look at her. "As long as I'm alive, I'll try to love you as much as you love me." Emily smiled. "You're lucky I already do."

Emily leaned in, closing the gap between Alison's lips and hers. Alison's soft lips meshed with Emily's as the vampire moaned at the slight contact of Emily's tongue swiping her lips. Alison granted her entrance as she allowed the brunette to explore her mouth, feeling more aroused but the minute. With fast speed, Alison quickly brought the wall and pinned the human causing Emily to gasp in shock and surprise, feeling somewhat aroused and turned on by the sudden movement.

Yeah, Emily could definitely get used to Alison's speed.