𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐞𝐭𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐚
(𝐧.) 𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐫𝐠𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐮𝐧 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲
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In which Bellamy Bennett ran away to New Orleans to start a new life.
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In which Bellamy Bennett gets roped into the drama that comes with moving to New...
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"Always and forever."
In an old, dusty attic with two beds, a couch, canvases, a piano, paintbrushes, paint and pieces of paper. A young, brunette, fair skinned girl, Davina Claire, was sitting at a desk and not far away from her was a young, dark skinned, black haired boy, Bellamy De Luca, was sitting on the windowsill, gazing out of the window. She was turning the flame of the candle, that was in front of her, on and off with only one hand movement. And the male was controlling and manipulating the sky. He was changing the weather every time he got bored. A handsome, dark skinned man that looked like he is in his mid twenties, Marcel, entered the room.
"I assume it's all quiet out there?" Marcel asked, walking towards them, getting the attention of both teenagers. "The witches know better than to use their magic, they know we can sense it." Davina answered in confidence. "What about the Originals? Why are they here? Are they here to hurt you?" Bellamy asked worriedly, Davina looked at Marcel in worry also. "They're dangerous and we dont want them to hurt you." Davina said and Bellamy nodded in agreement. Obviously worried for their safety.
"The Originals? Davina, Bellamy, as powerful as you both are? They don't stand a chance." He reassured them, looking between them with fondness.
A/N: Davina and Bellamy are both 17 in this season.
