Two Lives Merge

Part 7

⚠️TRIGGER WARNING- Detailed Su1cide⚠️

The Bloody Body Pt3.

After your outburst the room falls into imminent silence, those who know of Katherine avoid eye contact at all costs.

"I keep hearing about this Katherine, firstly from the magnet man, then from you lot" you motion to each of Mikaelson siblings," and now from these newbies".

"Well I have only heard of the elusive Katherine Pierce, rather than met the bloody woman I'd love too, talking to her would be and interesting turn of events" the Blonde Original vampire stretches out.

"So you've heard of her right?, considering you've just called her 'elusive' Bex" Wanda goes to get up, her powers, seeping out of her hands, but you quickly shut her down with; "Wanda, you don't want to know what is in her head, you've gone through enough yourself", with that her red wisps retreat to her warm blood stream, her scarlet eyes turn back to their original grass green.

"Yes I have, it's only because of Nik and Elijah, they have history, but so does those guys" Rebekah defends herself, motioning towards each person/ group.

"Oi, Magnet man?, how do you know 'er", you switch the conversating target.

"I knew her in the 40's, she was the only girl that paid me enough attention to drag me away from Steve" Bucky explains.

"That sounds like Katherine, I'm shocked she didn't try and string both of you along, isn't that right Salvatore boys" Caroline, the perky blonde buts in, receiving glares and stares from men around the room.

"What did Katerina look like?" The man in the nine thousand dollar suit intervenes.

"She was the brunette, loose curls, she stood out a little, her makeup was different, I don't know what decade but it wasn't the one we were in, she looks exactly like...", Steve explains, Bucky stays silent

"Me... exactly like me", shedding a tear, running down your cheek, as you finally get out one, simple, sentence.

Your mind rolls into a state of disassociation, loosing the room and people around you, remembering something you'd rather not remember...

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Flashback
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First person

March 13th 1882, London, England.

I have a month until I'm 17, the family I grew up in... wasn't the best, they never treat me like their biological children, feeling like a burden to them, didn't even give me their last name, I am just y/n, they hate me, but it's okay because I have a friend, her name is Nadia, she is special and luckily older. She says I look exactly like someone she has seen before, I've always figured out it was an old friend from when she was younger, although it was never disclosed. Sometimes she gives me some of this weird special juice, it tastes weird, like biting and sucking on metal, but she says one day it will help me, help me get out of this horrid place.

Normally I feel good, well okay, my life is often boring when Nadia is not here, but not today my head is not working correctly, it's saying weird things, like hurting myself, I don't understand, my stomach doesn't feel right, feels like there's a boulder weighing me down, my body keeps shaking, my legs, bouncing uncontrollably, my entire nerve system is as cold as the ice from Antarctica, every hair that covers the span of my body standing up, the pain is overwhelming, Trying my best to think rationally and independently, albeit it would be better to tell mother, yes that is it, I should tell my mother about how I feel,

Finally standing up on two feet after struggling for five minutes, staggering to the door, finding the handle and letting myself out, continuing to stumble down the corridor the kitchen where my mother is, I tell her how I feel through a stammer, she passed me some medicine from the cupboard, she then proceeded to tell me too "now leave me you ratbag of a child", she did say that it would help before shooing me away.