I'm sitting at my desk in my room, going through an old photo album. A really, really old one. It's from the year 1919, the last time I've seen Rebekah. I look at a very certain picture of the two of us.
While Rebekah is smiling widely while holding onto my arm, I stare at the camera without an ounce of happiness.
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Los Angeles, 1919
A flash appears as the photo is taken.
Klaus : Fabulous. You two make such a very beautiful pair.
While Rebekah happily agrees with her brother, Sam rolls his eyes. He is without humanity, which means he isn't the nicest person in the world.
But that doesn't change the fact that Rebekah Mikaelson is absolutely smitten about him.
Rebekah : Samuel, we must take more photos of us. I hard they'll last a lifetime. Which means forever.
Sam sees Klaus smiling at them, much to his annoyance. Now normally, no man is good enough for his little sister.
But for whatever reason, he deemed Sam more than worthy. Which annoys the Salvatore immensely.
Sam : Niklaus, give me a new task.
For a better understanding, this was a time before Klaus and Sam became as close as they are in the present time.
While Klaus still considers Sam a dear friend and someone with a great mind like him, Sam sees Klaus as nothing more than a tool to vent out his bloodlust.
Rebekah : No! You can't leave again, Samuel! I just got you back!
Klaus laughs loudly, knowing full well that the only reason as to why Sam wants a new task is to get as far away from his little sister as possible.
Klaus : I'm deeply sorry, Samuel. It appears that you will have to stick around for a little while longer. My sister's orders.
Rebekah puts her arms around Sam and hugs him in joy, while Sam glares daggers at Klaus. The Hybrid though is thoroughly enjoying himself.
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As I walk into the living room, Damon hangs up his phone and takes a sip of his drink, looking done with whoever he was on the phone with just now.
Sam : Why the long face, Brother?
He simply shakes his head.
Damon : Katherine called. She knows where Klaus and Stefan are.
My eyes narrow. Why the hell would Katherine help us?
Sam : Alright, that's weird. Where they at?
Damon : Second City.
I chuckle a bit.
Sam : Chicago? Makes sense. Klaus has trouble with his hybrids, and there's a witch who can help him.
Damon : I'll pick up Elena, then we're leaving. Get ready.
He goes to walk past me, but I grab his arm, a serious expression on my face.
Sam : You and Elena. What's going on there? You guys are a whole lot closer than I remember.
Damon : We're friends.
Sam : Oh yeah, I got that part. I was talking about that awful sexual tension when you two are in the same room.
He smirks a bit.
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THIRD'S THE CHARM | The Vampire Diaries x Male OC
FanfictionThe Vampire Diaries x Male OC This is the story of Samuel Salvatore, the third and youngest Salvatore brother. His past is plagued with pain and misery, so when he goes to Mystic Falls with his brother Stefan, he hopes to leave all that behind and s...