Larisa’s lungs ached for oxygen as she ran further into the forest. She could feel her heart racing, she was human again. Her legs ached as she pushed herself faster to follow the voice that called to her through the trees, the voice she’d long forgotten in her eight hundred years of being away from her.
‘’Help me Lara, help me’’ her mother’s voice rang through the trees behind her. Larisa suddenly whipped round and gasped. She was in the clearing her mother used to take her on the horse her father had bought her mother for her birthday. The sun shone down upon her heating up her skin, Larisa smiled and opened her arms wide as she closed her eyes and twirled, she’d missed the heat of the sun. She opened her eyes and froze on the spot as her eyes rested upon the figure standing infront of her
There in the middle of the clearing stood, her mother. Her blonde hair fells into ringlets along her shoulders and spread along her back like fire. Her blue eyes beamed as she saw Larisa standing there staring at her in shock and confusion. Her white dress flowed down to the middle of her thigh as Larisa noticed she was barefooted. But there was something different about her. Suddenly her screams filled the air as puncture wounds and deep lacerations appeared all over her body. Larisa jumped back in shock as her eyes widened at the sight of her mother. Her screams abruptly stopped before she collapsed onto the ground. Larisa cautiously made her way over towards her mother. She rolled her mother over so she was half lying on Larisa’s lap. Her blue eyes were still slightly wide with fear as she looked up towards Larisa
‘’I’m sorry I was never there’’ her mother sniffed as tears filled her eyes. Larisa pulled her mothers body closer to her own as she saw the werewolf venom seeping into her mothers blood stream. With the amount of bites she’d received it would take only a matter of minutes for the venom to reach her heart.
‘’Shh don’t talk, your gonna be fine, dad will heal you I promise. Dad won’t let you die’’ Larisa said but as she looked around it dawned upon her, her dad was no where to be found. Her mother let out a breathy chuckle
‘’your father and I aren’t exactly on the best of terms anymore’’ Kassandra grinned up towards her daughter. She felt herself slowly slipping away as her heart slowed down ‘’I’m so sorry sweetheart, I love you’’
‘’No please no mom please, I beg you don’t leave me’’ Larisa sobbed as her mothers eyes shut eternally. ‘’Mom’’
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Larisa awoke with a jump as she felt herself being shaken awake. She looked up into the worried eyes of her Uncle Kol, tears filled her eyes as she sobbed lightly, she’d never had a dream like that about her mother so why now. Kol just held her tightly against him as she sobbed. Within a matter of minutes Klaus was standing at her door looking down at her in concern. Rebekah and Elijah followed him as they’d obviously heard Larisa’s cries, Kol was in the bedroom across from her bedroom which is why he managed to get there so fast. Klaus walked forwards as Kol stood to allow Klaus to sit on the bed. The three of them walked off to leave Larisa and Klaus on their own. Klaus looked down at his daughter as she sniffed and dried her eyes quickly
‘’You wanna tell me about it?’’ Klaus asked looking down at his daughter as she lay back against her pillows sighing. Larisa looked up at him, should she tell him or would he get angry if she told him? She decided to go with the latter and just shook her head slowly. Klaus smiled and sighed
‘’Well if you do every want to tell me, you know where I am. Try and get back to sleep honey, it’s been a long day’’ Klaus smiled leaning down and placing a gentle kiss upon her forehead. He stood and watched as she wrapped more of the covers around herself and turned on her side so her back was facing him. He smiled before walking towards the door. Larisa lay staring straight at the wall, why did she dream about that? Was it really her dream or were the Salvatores playing some sick twisted little game? But how would the Salvatores know what her mom looked like or how she spoke? And what was with the werewolf bites?
