And just like that Niklaus and Stefan left Mystic Falls searching for wolf packs. But Arabelle decided to stay in town. Well, not in Mystic Falls but the town next to Mystic Falls, so she could keep an eye on what was happening in the little town. She compelled a lady living with her toddler son to stay in her house. But she was very careful to control her bloodlust. She was afraid that she might hurt the child accidentally. She enrolled in the Mystic Falls High School for the eleventh grade.
She was walking toward her locker as she tried to call Niklaus again. She has been trying his phone from morning but he seems to be out of coverage area. Since Niklaus' curse has been lifted, she thought it would be nice to start a new phase in her life. Like going to school, making friends, blah… blah… blah... But as usual Niklaus wouldn't let her. She practically had to beg him to let her stay while he went to his hunting trip with Stefan.
Arabelle thought back to the conversation she had just before they left town.
Arabelle was sitting on the couch beside her brother. There were more than a dozen blood bags all over the floor. "Was that necessary, Niklaus?" She asked her brother.
"He needs to fight the blood lust, Belle." He said.
"Making him drink blood wouldn't help" she retorted.
"Do you remember how I was in the first century after we were turned?" he asked her.
Of course, she can remember. Niklaus was a ripper. He wiped out many villages in England during their first century. "Yes"
"Do you remember what Elijah did to me? To get a grip on my bloodlust?"
"Of course" She murmured as she thought back to the treatment Elijah came up with to help Niklaus control his blood lust. One night Elijah brought more than hundred people, who were compelled, to the mansion they were staying and locked them in a room with Niklaus. He left them there for two hours, saying that when he opens the door, no one should be alive. He did for eight times, but when he brought people for the tenth time, Niklaus begged Elijah to stop. They couldn't understand anything at first. But then Elijah said, by forcing Niklaus to drink the blood continuously, his vampire side started to reject the blood to be supplied continuously.
"So you are making… no, forcing him to drink blood so that his vampire side might reject continuous drinking of blood at some point?" Arabelle asked.
"Something like that. He was my friend once, Belle, even though he doesn't remember. I don't want him to live the rest of his life with the self-pity and guilt" Niklaus said.
"And they say you are a monster" Arabelle mused.
Every coin has two sides, so does every man. So was Niklaus. Everyone thought he was a monster. But there was more sweet and caring side to him. Which, unfortunately, no one knew, except for her.
After taking her book out of the locker she started to close it.
"Hi" someone said from her right. She turned to her right side to see a blonde girl with blue eyes. Her hair was golden blonde and her eyes were sapphire blue. She was dressed in green top and black jeans.
"Hi" Arabelle said, with a smile.
"I am Caroline. Caroline Forbes. Are you a new student?" Caroline asked.
"Yes. I am Arabelle." She shook her hand.
Vampire. Most likely the one from the "Mystic Falls Gang", that Katerina mentioned.
Arabelle found herself wondering if she could be friends with Caroline. The girl has the light that no vampire has, her smile was affecting. She was a wonderful woman, pity she was with the doppelganger party.
When School was over, she went to the parking lot where she parked her black SUV, which screamed elegance and darkness in equal proportions. She drove straight to the Mystic Grill. She wanted to appear as a normal teenage in this insufferable town.
A blonde boy came by to take orders.
"Burger" she paused for a moment, "and water"
The boy smiled to himself as he went to bring the orders, to what seemed like the kitchen area. That's when she noticed him. That insufferably hot Damon 'annoying' Salvatore. He was sitting at the bar with what seemed like bourbon in his hand. And he looked at her with his blue amazing eyes. And she forgot to breathe. They stared at each other for what seemed like hours.
And that moment was interrupted by blonde boy, who came with her orders. Arabelle looked away from Damon. It took her a moment to scold herself to behave. She breathed heavily twice and smiled at the boy who was looking at her as if she has ten heads.
"Are you new to town?" he asked.
"Yes" Arabelle said.
"I am Matt Donovan" he extended his hand.
"Arabelle" She said as she shook his hand, "A pleasure"
"Same" he replied and went to take orders.
Arabelle raised her eyes to the bar to see if Damon was still there. To her utter disappointment and relief he was there, watching her from the corner of his eyes, which was not gone unnoticed by her.
She felt her cheek turning red with her blushing. In the thousand years of her existence, she never felt this way toward any man. But unfortunately, he seemed to worship the doppelganger. So he was off-limits. With that as her final that she left the Grill.
Damon was nursing his guilt and pain with bourbon in the Grill from the afternoon. He was trying to track down Stefan for two days, with no success. Bonnie tried to do a locator spell but it seemed like a powerful witch was protecting them.
A powerful witch than Bonnie Bennett. That was even more disturbing.
He was pondering on his thoughts when he saw Matt taking orders from someone. He could only here her voice as Matt stood in his line of view. Her voice was like a song to his ears. If only he knew who she was. As Matt went to the kitchen area, he turned again to see the girl in question.
There sitting in the Grill, with black wavy hair and green eyes, was the goddess from heaven. Their eyes locked. He has never seen someone like her. A true beauty. He felt the instant electricity in the air when he took her in. Everything around them was forgotten. It was only he and her. Her green eyes were looking straight into his, her lips, those kissable rosy lips, were slightly open with what seemed like gasp.
Their moment was broken by Matt who returned to her table with her orders. He couldn't help but eavesdrop.
"Are you new to town?" Matt asked.
"Yes" the girl said.
"I am Matt Donovan".
"Arabelle"
That's when it hit him. She was the girl he saw with Klaus in Alaric's apartment. She must be the one Stefan said who seemed to be Klaus' sister.
He continued to study her from the corner of his eyes. 'Off-limits, Damon', he tried to remind himself and failed miserably. And just like that she left the Grill.
First with Elena and now with Arabelle. Why his mind has to wander to the women he couldn't get.
No, he would win Arabelle. But was that possible with their rivalry with the Mikaelsons?
Arabelle could not believe what she just felt. She needed answers. And she knew exactly where to find them. She walked out of the Grill toward her car that was parked in outside. She doesn't know whether what she felt was true or not, but she must find whatever it is. She hopped into the car and drove as fast as she could.
Reaching her destination, that was the house she compelled for herself, she left a silent breath to calm herself. And failed miserably. She walked up the steps and opened the door. The little boy, Ryan was playing with a ball in the living room.
As soon as he saw her, he ran toward her. "Belle!" he shrieked and giggled as she swooped him in her arms.
"Hi handsome" Arabelle said.
The little boy giggled again. Leaving him to his own playing and promising that she would tell him stories after dinner she walked to the kitchen to find his mother preparing salad.
She told the compelled woman, Lauren, not to disturb her. She climbed up the stairs to the guest bedroom she was staying in. She quickly changed into her pajamas and laid down on the bed after lighting a single candle on the bedside table.
She mumbled some Latin words that would allow her to be in unconscious state for a while.
Well, being a Vampire/Witch Original Hybrid has its perks.
She soon felt the air around her shift and everything went black.
Arabelle woke up on from the bed and let out a sigh seeing her unconscious body. She walked around the house and decided to go to the woods.
What perfect place to find them than among the woods. She used her vampire speed to reach the Mystic Falls woods.
"There you are, my little angel" a voice said behind her.
She turned around and practically squealed, seeing the woman she loved like her own mother. She jumped straight into her arms and gave her a warm hug.
"Why are you here?" the woman asked as they backed from the embrace and started to walk through the woods.
"I wanted to confirm something, Ayanna" Arabelle said.
"And what is it you want to confirm?" Ayanna asked her.
Arabelle scoffed. "Pretend as if you don't know what I am talking about."
Ayanna chuckled, "You want something, then you must ask for it"
"Alright. Come with me" Arabelle took Ayanna's hand and let her through the woods. They walked and walked and walked and walked and finally they reached the mystic Grill.
"What place is this?" Ayanna asked.
"Mystic Grill" Arabelle said and chuckled. Ayanna raised her eyebrow in question. "Nothing. It's just…. Thousand years ago, this is the place where we hunt for wild flowers and now it is a place where you can get drinks and food and fun."
Ayanna snorted.
"Uh-hug! Not so lady-like, Ayanna" Arabelle teased her.
"So, what are we doing here?" Ayanna asked.
They entered the Mystic Grill. She saw that Damon was still there drinking bourbon. "Him" Arabelle said.
"What about him?" Ayanna asked.
"Alright! This is what happened. I met him once. On the night when Niklaus broke the curse. But we didn't see eye-to-eye. He was there to taunt Niklaus by rubbing that he rescued the vampire and werewolf that were to be sacrificed on his face, oblivious to the fact that he had already made sure he had another set of sacrificial lambs. And today I was here having some… snack, you could say. He was in the exact same place he is now. And we saw each other. This time eye-to-eye, and I am pretty much sure he is the 'one'. I felt it in the air, Ayanna. I felt like the air was sucked from my lungs, like we were the only people in the place. And I don't know what to do. So I made a dramatical exit." Arabelle said almost non stop.
"So what if he is the 'one'?" Ayanna asked curiously. Surely, if she felt it, then knowing her, she would be beyond happy.
"He is in love with the doppelganger" Arabelle said, her face fell.
Ayanna chuckled. "Even after thousand years, the Petrova line is managing to keep the men wrapped around their finger."
"That's not funny, Ayanna" Arabelle whined.
"I apologize, my dear" Ayanna couldn't control her laughter as Arabelle stood there with a pout.
"What?!"Arabelle almost shouted.
"Congratulations" Ayanna said throwing her hands around Arabelle.
She stood there with a confused expression.
"He is the one" Ayanna chuckled.
Arabelle blinked. This is not good.
"Now, run along!" Ayanna said shooing her. "I want to know more about this boy"
Arabelle snorted.
"What is his name again?" Ayanna asked.
"Damon. Damon Salvatore" Arabelle said as she walked away. "See you soon, Ayanna"
"May the spirits be with you, Belle" Ayanna said knowing she could hear her.
Arabelle went straight to the house and returned to her bed.
Arabelle woke up with a start. Her worst nightmare came true. He was the one. And he was in love with another woman. The brother's girlfriend, no less.
Ugh! The spirits can't choose a better revenge on her.
Of all the people in the world, should it be him?
Damon Salvatore. Her soul mate.