Small info: The italicized and highlighted sentences come from his diary. The one in italics represents the memories of Milana. Enjoy!

III : Main Girl

Dear diary,

It's been a while since I wrote in these pages. I didn't think one day write this but I don't feel more master of my body. Whenever I think I have the upper hand, Milana is here to let me know she's here. She never leaves me alone. And the more I stay without magic, the more she makes me feel it. Not to mention that it also seems to exceed the sensation. Our last outburst plunged us into one of her darkest and most deadly memories of her life.

I stayed a day in bed after this dream.

After the last year, I thought I had my share of blood and barbarity but after that memory, I knew that I had not seen anything yet. Now her memories were getting darker and I was not sure I could bear more.

Her first full moon was excruciating.

I was again in the woods.

I remembered being immensely surprised since it had been a while since I had been in this barren woods. However, I did not really have the chance to ask myself more questions as a typically feminine and definitely deafening cry resounded in the woods. I jumped in a start visibly surprised as I turned to the source of the noise in a bad feeling. The scream was again known to literally chill my blood at the agreement of the pain evident in this cry.

I lowered my eyes on my trembling hand, obviously noticing the trembling in my limbs before advancing in spite of me towards the cries more and more close together. No matter who was making the noises, she seemed in excruciating pain. I was not long in perceiving the author of the cries lying on the ground face down. Obviously, it was a person from the time of Milana if I believed her antique accoutrements.

I walked slowly up my hand to push a leaf lying in my path before I freeze closing my eyes as another cry of the girl made me flinch. I kept my eyes on the form on the floor that obviously seemed to struggle against agonizing pain before suddenly finding myself in front of her. A look of incredulity and horror soon appeared on my face as I realized that this poor soul was Milana. The latter suddenly raised her head making me take several steps back at the sight of the veins appearing on her face and glowing yellow eyes replacing her eyes of a stormy blue-gray.

I was not slow in realizing what it meant as suddenly writhing in a ball in agony. I could see the sweat straining the back of her dress and trembling in each of her limbs. I did not know how long she had been on the floor, but a glance at the moon barely raised in the sky told me she was far from be release of the pain. I could feel the irreproachable desire to cry in plain sight as she suddenly sobbed and pleaded for God to save her. She did not seem to know what was happening to her.

The agreement of step abruptly interrupted me as well as Milana it would seem like this last one definitely moved her eyes through her pain on alert. She seemed to be struggling to lift her hand through the pain as if she was pleading for the new person.

Soon enough, I could see a silhouette go out of the woods leaving me frowning at the mysterious person as she walked slowly towards Milana. However, she stopped abruptly several steps from the exhausted figure of the brunette leaving me with a deep sense of despair in my chest. I was quick to realize that this feeling came from Milana letting me rest my eyes on the brunette just to see her suddenly arch her back with a new cry. The latter soon turned into a growl as she soon grabbed her robe cloth before tearing it off with bare hands in a burst of brute and animal power. Her cries were not slow to grow into a grunt as I was not long in hearing the breakage of her bones turning into those of an animal.

"I'm so sorry my sweet Milana."

The woman suddenly pulled off her hood as she raised her hand, leaving my eyes wide open at Esther's sight. She was the same woman who had taught Milana magic all these years. She suddenly raised her hand making me dread her actions when suddenly Milana suddenly turned her head towards the witch with a typically animal look. I watched in horror as she threw her head back with her mouth open revealing a series of huge and sharp fangs in a howl of a wolf.

The transformation seemed far from over for her as she lowered her head again with fangs protruding from her lips.

Obviously, she seemed to be fighting the mutation itself. She seemed out of breath and about to faint from the pain.

Nevertheless, she cast a new glance at the witch who seemed to be watching her transformation. "Don't follow me! "

And just like that, Milana leaps suddenly through the woods at this speed so typical of werewolves.

And just like that I was thrown into a completely new memory adding a new weight of atrocity and probably a lot of nightmares for a lifetime. At first I didn't really realize where I was, but when I had definitely taken a closer look at the slaughter around me it was easy to guess. I shifted sharply away from the pool of blood in which I was before taking a look horrified on my entourage just to see a real bloodbath. There were members torn out of deer and even more horrifying, human limbs. Flowing blood from the limbs colored the earthy soil with crimson red.

My horrified look suddenly stopped on a completely naked figure currently bathed in the pool of blood. Her long dark brown hair was soaked and dripping with the blood of her victims. Her pale, fleshy body seemed to be covered with the liquid of life surrounding her. She was shaking with the shock and atrocity she had caused during the night. She had become a monster and it was impossible for her to forget what she had done. At least, it was definitely impossible for me to forget such a macabre view.

Suddenly, a footstep sounded like the last time and unsurprisingly, Esther came out of the wood again. Her reaction was similar to mine as she took in the bloodbath in front of her before her dark, cold eyes landed on the young Milana at the center of it all.

I felt panic, anguish and horror seize me, letting me realize that it was my ancestor's emotions as she suddenly began to sob uncontrollably.

"What did I do ?" She whispered through her sobs as she stepped back into the pool of blood before jumping to the other side at the feeling of blood under her fingers.

She tried each side to escape the horror that was before her but each time she was caught by a human member or a pool of blood.

According to her expression, she was visibly on the verge of losing her mental health and Esther was also aware of this fact. The witch suddenly removed her cloak before rushing to Milana.

I woke up after that and did not move from my bed for the rest of the day. It was probably Milana's worst memory and yet, I had seen her being raped by Roman.

Obviously, this time did not spare women and Milana was no exception to the cruelty of men.

Unfortunately, it had the gift of worrying me about the future. She was obviously very angry and I still had not activate the curse now flowing in my veins. I supposed that after such a memory, I had the right to have real fear. That was also why I feared my return to Mystic Falls.

Of course, Felix had called me after the last time but I was simply unable to answer him. I did not really want to reproduce the same result as last time. Clearly, Milana did not want others to learn about her existence and even then she was suspicious of most of gang members. If I made a detour in her memories, the ancestor was also imbued with mine and I knew she had her own opinion on each member. At the moment she seemed to have a sense of loyalty to Tyler and Felix as well as Bonnie. They were members of her kind. Elena was the last person on the list and Damon just above. Stefan, Stefan, she felt pity for the vampire prey to his instincts and Caroline, well Caroline, she was just suspicious of her nature. At present, only Jeremy seemed to enter her good grace.

I looked up from my diary putting an end to my thoughts before giving a placid look at my entire studio. I had not left the bed for a while and I was not ready to do it either.

I just felt drained and mentally unstable. I just could not do anything except stay in the safety of my studio. After seeing what Milana was able to do in her wolf form, I was even more afraid of blessing someone and activating the curse. I was already pretty unstable in using my powers.

Even worse, I did not want to give way to that darkness hovering above my head. I understood better now why Milana made me relive all those memories. It did not just have an informative role.

It was a warning.

I was pretty sure what she had done was not a normal act for a werewolf. Tyler and Felix were not such bloodthirsty beasts. Clearly, Milana was a mistake among the errors of nature and if this witch had locked her up in this stone had for a reason.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

The agreement of knocks against my door made me stand up alert, alerting again the animal sleeping in my veins. I narrowed my eyes on the door as the knocks sounded again before putting my diary on the side of my bed. I kept my eyes on the door as I removed the cover of my bare legs before pulling the simple T-shirt that I wore to cover my buttocks.

I slowly approached the door before abruptly stopping me at the familiar voice agreement. "Mila? Mila, are you there? "

Sophie.

Without really thinking, I rushed on the door before opening it on the fly to face the witch. The latter was with her fist in the air about to hit again before giving me an anxious look at the sight of my disheveled state. "Mila, are you okay? What happened to you? "

I did not give her time to ask for more as I grabbed her fist again in the air before pulling her inside my apartment.

I closed the door behind us, heading straight for my diary before turning back to the witch impatiently. "I feel this uncontrollable need to exercise magic. So much so that I feel ready to kill someone. And I can't let that happen. Believe me, you don't want too."

Sophie remained a moment without voice to my confession before starting immediately in action as she rushed to my dresser. I immediately frowned as she began to search through my drawers before giving a glance at the diary in my hands. My gaze immediately turned to the witch's back before quickly searching for a discreet place. I spotted a corner in the living room kitchen cupboard before rushing quietly to the reading corner I had installed myself. I hastened to hide my diary, watching attentively the witch who always seemed to search through my drawer.

It was only when she pulled out a complete outfit that I decided to question her actions."What are you doing ? "

"You are unstable. I have already heard of these witches without anchor as with our ancestors. Especially if they come from a powerful lineage." She suddenly said pulling a lace tank top in front of her to inspect it before throwing it in my direction, "You need to release this load of power. Get dressed, we're going out tonight."

I grabbed the skinny black jeans she threw at me before giving her an incredulous look, also shared by Milana. "How partying will help me?"

"We're not going to party." The witch replied as she stopped in front of me with a conspiratorial smile. "It's time for you to make a tour in the cemetery."

"Okay, you're sure you didn't drink?" I sighed this time as I gave her a bored look now.

However, Sophie rolled her eyes crossing her tattooed arms on her chest before giving me an impatient look. "You need to practice. The cemetery is the best place for that. "

Realizing that the witch still had a point, I just rolled my eyes before going back to my bathroom to change me.

However, it was not counting on the sudden buzz of my mobile phone resonating against the top of my dresser. I stopped on my way, giving a glance at the witch occupying my apartment. The latter was currently lying nonchalantly on my bed reassuring me in my choice to have hide my diary.

Unfortunately, the continued vibration of my phone again reminded me of the order letting me slowly lay the clothes in my hand on the top of my closet with a frown wary at the sight of the unknown identifier. I hesitated a moment as I took the phone in hand easily feeling the mistrust of Milana in addition to mine before giving a new look on Sophie. The witch seemed totally ignorant of the whole situation as she seemed busier looking at the picture frames on my nightstand.

At sight, I looked at my phone before taking a breath as I picked up when entering the bathroom for privacy.

"Who is it ?" It was my only question visibly on my guard.

I was strangely welcomed by a long, tense silence, leaving me at once to recover in a presentiment. I held my breath as I could sense the identity of my interlocutor.

However, for obvious reasons, Milana decided to take control again as my usual soft and low voice turned into a firmer, more assured tone."It doesn't matter who's on the other side, don't bother us anymore unless you want to get into trouble."

I struggled internally to prevent Milana from hanging up for me as she had done previously, however, it would seem that I no longer have to struggle as the ancestor stopped herself to the familiar voice agreement.

At least, familiar to me.

"Mila. Please, help me !"

Felix POV

Brown was currently busy blocking the chains for him and Tyler. It should be Caroline who was doing this but the blonde had been away all day and Felix was extremely irritated about it. Of course, Barbie had to decide to do hers on a full moon day. And as if that was not enough, Tyler seemed totally lost without the blonde.

Honestly, Felix was still wondering how he had done all summer to support them. He could barely support his half-brother in normal times but with Caroline and more. And yet, Tyler was part of his family and so much more since he also shared much more than that.

Unfortunately, Felix could not help but want everyone else to be here tonight. If Tyler had Caroline, Felix had to deal with the fact that the only person who could stabilize and reassure him a bit is outside the city. He certainly did not realize how much the youngest Gilbert was important to him until she let him languish in that city. And to top it off, he could not help but worry about her. At the same time, he could not help but blame the whole gang for believing that nothing really happened to Mila during this ritual. It was obvious that she had changed and he had to literally admit to agreeing with the person he hated the most. Elena Gilbert.

Everything was because of her, and yet he found himself in agreement with her that Mila was no longer normal. She had an entity with her and he definitely feared what could happen now with his best friend. He hated this helplessness, he hated what he had become, and he was even more likely to have to bang himself all alone to secure Tyler's backs. He suddenly let out an indignant groan of blind rage as he abruptly threw the chains on the ground before taking deep breaths as he realized it was more the full moon that was talking. He tried to control himself a little bit for Mila's healthy since he tried to imagine what she would say to him if she were present. She really was his pillar in this story and it seemed all the more unfair to him since she was not there. He was just beginning to attach himself when he heard footsteps approaching the ruins.

Thinking first that it was Tyler, Felix decided to make his irritation known aloud."It's not too early, you moron! Did you intend to murder all the leeches of Mystic Fa-"

"Felix?" Exclaimed Carol Lockwood in person as she followed her son into the crypt. "Tyler, what is it? What is happening ? Why are you with Felix? You'll tell me."

"Yeah! I would also like to know what's this fucking mess!"

Tyler gave Felix a sorry look before slamming the iron door and turning to Carol. "You will understand very quickly."

"Oh no! You're not going- "

"Just get attached!" Tyler barked abruptly, interrupting Felix who suddenly felt the need to comply with his order.

"But what are you doing with these chains?"

It was not the first time he felt this kind of submission to his older half-brother and he hated that.

However, he could not really do better at the moment in terms of support so, he complied with his order and began to cling to the horrified eyes of the woman he hated even more than Elena fucking Gilbert.

Felix tried to keep the feeling of his muscles stretching under his skin announcing the beginning of the mutation as he accelerated the pace in his harness. He sealed a second lock around his abdomen, ignoring the heated argument between Lockwood's mother and son. He did not really need to hear more of the woman's denigration. She had made him feel a little less than anything during all of his youth.

Suddenly, a deep grunt of his throat escaped him as he fell to the ground in the sensation of his writhing bones.

"Felix, you okay, bro?" Tyler screamed in concern as he also fell to the ground before turning to his mother. " In the cage ! "

"No! "

"In the cage, quickly! "

"No! But what are you doing ? "

"Go into that fucking cage!" Felix grunted suddenly as he snapped his head up with his glowing yellow eyes riveted on Carol.

Tyler looked at Felix with a sense of understanding before turning to his mother to show her who the real monster was here as he locked her in the cage.

Felix heard him explain the story of their family and that of the curse through his pain trance as he watched the veins move under his thin skin. Soon enough, he heard Tyler explain his kinship forcing him to raise his head to gauge in spite of himself the reaction of the visibly frightened woman.

However, he was far too advanced in the stage of his transformation to hold on longer. He jumped at the feeling of his ribs breaking against each other to adapt to his wolf shape before falling into an abyss of darkness.

Okay, friends, So we started a brand new adventure with Mila. I can not wait to hear your opinions honestly. I would like to know what you think about Milana? And if you would like it to be a big impact? Moreover, we don't give up anything for those who come from the first story and the new ones too, tell me what pairing for Mila : Klaus-Damon-Stefan-Elijah-Kol?

Also, I wanted to know what you thought about Felix Fell's POV? It will become more and more important and I wanted to know if it brought you any new info or not to know what is going on in Mystic Falls during Mila's absence? In short, give me your opinion.

Till next time...