What happens when Natalia is soulmates with two originals, that would do anything for her? What happens when they find out exactly who she is? Or how she came to be the heretic of Mystic Falls?
Season 2 - Started July 18th 2023 - Finished July 18th...
𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 2 | 𝐒𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫 ∞─ᴛʜᴇ ɪɴꜰᴏʀᴍᴇʀ─∞ Ϟ❆❦❝─Do you know any information on him─❞❦❆ϟ
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“Natalia.”
Natalia gasped awake, looking around herself with panic. She put her hands on her head, feeling saddened, and angry. She had no idea, and she didn’t know why the hell she was feeling this. She had just slept nothing more.
She rolled her eyes at her feelings and walked over to the bathroom that was connected to her room. She entered the bathroom, and headed to the mirror. The emotions were still very weird to her.
“Natalia.”
She looked to the left confused, she swore she could hear someone say her name. She furrowed her eyebrows, and walked towards her room a little bit. She looked around, expecting to see her brother, but she didn’t. No one was here.
“Natalia.”
She jumped around, looking for anyone, but no one was in front of her. She scoffed, and shook her head. She needs some air. She sighed, walked out of her room and down the stairs.
She didn’t even notice the three other people in the living room talking, she just walked out while the three people stared at her. She let the air hit her face, making her close her eyes in relief.
She was feeling much better, but the three people walked out of the house, and noticed how pale she looked and how skinny she really looked. She looked like she was brought up from the dead.
“Nat, you okay?” Stefan asked hesitantly. She turned to look at him and nodded.
“Yeah, I’m fine,” she said, but it was quiet and breathless. Stefan looked at Damon asking for silent help. Damon nodded, and stepped forward, placing his hand on her shoulder.
“Nat, you look like you were brought up from the dead,” Damon told her softly. She looked at him with an unimpressed angered look.
“I’m fine, jackass,” she told him, before brushing his hand on her shoulder. He chuckled lightly, and brought her into a side hug, letting her notice Rose. “Kidnapper next to the kidnappie. Nice.”
“Yeah, sorry about that,” Rose told her softly. Natalia just smiled and shrugged.
“I actually get it,” she told Rose. “You just wanted your freedom, and would have done anything for it.”
