Disclaimer- As all of us know, I am not L.J. Smith. I'm simply a fan adding my own little twists to her brilliance.
A/N- Hey people! For those of you who are wondering, I've changed my pen name from Jocelyn Angel to Christine O'Malley the Angel. This story is a prequel to my brilliantly funny (but not yet written) Harry Potter filled spoof of The Vampire Diaries. Anyone who wishes to help me cast that put your thoughts in review form!
December 21, 1993
Caro Diary,
This is the first time I've ever done anything like this, so you'll have to pardon me if it's not all that good. Today is my five-hundred-and-twentieth birthday. No, I'm not joking. I'm a vampire. My full name is Belladonna Selina Trilby Caprice De Celli Salvatore. It's really not my fault that I'm here. It's Katherine's. Katherine Von Swartzchild is my stupid, no good, feather-brained twit of a cousin. I never liked her. Papa told me once that if I just would have given her a chance, I would have seen what a sweet, well-tempered girl she was. Whatever, I never believed a word of his "sympathize with Katherine" crap. Damn it, if she even had half a brain, none of us would be here now. What the hell was she thinking, biting my husband while I was away? She was lucky I guess, that time.Großmutter (grandmother) told papa that it would be good for me to spend some time away from Italy, from home. That was after she found out that Damon and I had slept together. I don't see what the big problem was. I mean, the two of us were married already! Oh, she is such an uptight, sexist bitch sometimes. It makes me want to scream. I think the reason why Katherine is so messed up is because Onkel Richard and Tante Heidi let Grandma turn her into "the perfect lady." Anyway, I was gone visiting my "intended" Baron Wilhelm Falkstein when Uncle Richard had some business down in Florence. And since Katherine is such a baby she can't stay at home, he brought her and her maid Gudren with him. He dropped her off at the Salvatore estate while he went into the city to do whatever it is that he does, and it was while she was there that all hell broke lose. First, she manipulated Stefan, Damon's younger brother into falling in love with her, then, when he came home from the University; she got her claws in Damon too. By the time I got home, both brothers were dead, I was husbandless, and in a very bad situation. Since Damon was dead, I had no choice but to marry Wilhelm. As a final goodbye, I went to the back gardens and sang out my song of grief. That's when I found out what she had done. That she had turned him into a vampire. After I finished my song, I heard a rustle from behind the lemon trees, and there he was, pale, handsome, and beckoning to me. I went over to him, and he told me his tale. At first, I was angry with him. Then it became clear to me that the situation could still be salvaged. I told him about what was to become of me now that he was gone. I can remember him shaking his head at me, narrowing his eyes, and his assurances of how that wouldn't happen. That very night, we made plans for me to go away with him. That night was the beginning of the end. As the moon now rises, the need calls.
The story will continue later
Fino a che non veniamo a contatto di ancora,
(Until we meet again)
Selina
Beautiful woman, Moon, One who sings musical thrills, unpredictable.
A/N- So what do you think? Selina's been in my brain for a while, and it feels so good to get her on paper! Caution: There will be more swearing in this story. And more foreign words which I will translate if they aren't painfully obvious already.
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-Christy the Angel