DISCLAIMER! I do not own The Vampire Diaries or The Originals. I do however own this plot, my own characters and the book cover.

Angelina Asterseul is played by Natasha Romanoff! I have no claim to Natasha Romanoff either!


Description:

Angelina Astaseul, the impassive guardian of mystic falls and mother of her four year old brother Oscar, has never had an easy life. Growing up abused and losing her siblings whilst dealing with her strange abilities is more than anyone can handle. However she finds she must when the stable life she had built for herself and her son crumbles with the Salvator brothers return to Mystic Falls. Things get crazy with dopplegangers, vampires, witches, werewolves and dramatic teenagers with no self preservation nor sense. But she also finds the unexpected...love, understanding, friendship and a family she didn't know she could have.


Prologue:

"For over a century I've lived in secret, hiding in the shadows... until now. I am a vampire... and this is my story."

A couple, Darren Malloy and Brooke Fenton, were driving down a road surrounded by forest in the dead of night, on their way back from a concert, their car the only source of light.

"An hours drive to hear that crap." Darren complains driving through the drizzling rain "You know, it wasn't even a band! A guy with a guitar." He shakes his brown locked head.

"An hour each way." He repeats, still in disbelief.

"It wasn't that bad." an amused Brooke replies, brushing a blond strand of wavy hair away from her face as she turns to look at him with her blue eyes.

"He sounded like James Blunt." Darren says dryly eyes focused on the road.

"What wrong with that?" Brooke asks a little indignantly, she likes James Blunt.

"We already have a James Blunt, ones all we need." Darren states, a light smirk on his face.

Brooke throws her head back, her laughter filling the car, a wide smile upon her face, "So why did you come?" She questions.

"Because I love you." Darren declares softly finally turning to her and smiling, his hazel eyes full of love as he looks at her.

Brooke looks down creating a curtain of privacy with her hair, but not before he sees her big smile and bright red cheeks. Darren chuckles and turns back to the road.

Brooke lifts her head up to look out the window, her smile turning into a frown "What's with all the fog?" She asks worried.

"It'll clear in a sec." Darren states soothingly.

"OH MY GOD! WATCH OUT!" Brooke screams suddenly, a split second before their car hits someone standing in the road and the body flies over the roof of the car as the window cracks.

Darren breaks violently, the car spinning on the wet road before they finally slide to a stop.

Brooke trembles violently as she realises what just happened and Darren sits, his mouth agape in shock and horror.

Darren quickly snaps out of his stupor turning to his love "are you alright?" He asks frantically, looking her over for non-existent injuries.

"We just hit someone!" Brooke cries hysterically, shaking her head "Oh my god!".

"Call for help!" Darren tells her as he quickly fumbles with his seatbelt, hands shaking, and exits the car into the dark night, closing the car door behind him. He runs toward the still body laying on the road.

Brooke rummages clumsily through her bag, grabbing her phone and dialling the ambulance.

"Come on! Come on! Come on!" She chants under her breath, her eyes closed tightly and a single tear running down her face.

Darren runs to the body, bending over the leather encased man. "Please be alive!" He pleads, god please be alive.

Darren's hand hovers over the persons ring adorned hand, "Oh my god." he whispers in disbelief as he reaches the realisation that the man is dead... this is his fault... he killed him.

Suddenly the man lets out a ferocious growl as he lunges forward and grabs Darren's throat, spins behind him and sinks his sharp teeth into his vulnerable neck... and Darren's world goes black.

Brooke sits in the car oblivious and sighs in frustration. She hastily unbuckles her seatbelt and climbs out of the car.

"THERE'S NO SIGNAL!" Brooke shouts, slamming the car door shut.

"DARREN!" Brooke calls out questioningly.

Panic paints itself across her face, as the ominous fog continues to roll, there's no sign of him.

"DARREN!" She shouts again, praying for a response.

BANG!! Brooke spins around in alarm and screams in horror, Darren's bloody corpse is on the bonnet of the car, his expressive eyes, wide and empty. She turns, tears streaming down her face, and sprints down the dark road, blonde hair billowing behind her and terror coursing through her veins. A guttural growl reverberated around her and suddenly she's grabbed and lifted from above, screaming as she goes.

The thrum of the car is the only sound to be heard in deafening silence.


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