Immortal (The Vampire Diaries fanfic)

3.Camilla Mikaelson

CAMILLA POV

Do you know who I am? Yeah I didnt think so. I'll tell you my life story. Starting from when I was a small child.

*~* FLASHBACK*~*

I was 7 years young. Mother had just lied me down and went upstairs. Father was out with Elijah, Finn, Niklaus, and Kol. Freya would have been there with me but she had passed away. Mother was a very powerful witch, but I guess she didn't sense anyone coming, because I saw some shadowy figures lurking outside. The door knob twisted, and 3 men stood there looking down at me. I was too scared to even make a sound.

By the time Mother was out the door crying and chasing us, using her powers to try and stop us, she was too late. I was in the arms of one of the 3 men. They were running inhumanly fast to try and get away from Mother. I was crying, screaming non-stop for them to let me go until they stuck something in my arm.

When I woke up, I was lying on the cold floor in some kind of prison cell. My head and my left arm was hurting a lot. I looked at my surroundings, and saw that there were no windows, a light switch, and a door that had many locks around it. The door opened but I could only see a dark figure since they are not inside the room, but on the verge of stepping in. He came in and started to talk to me sweetly and asked me what I remembered from last night. I told him everything I remembered starting from when Mother had put me down to where I am know. And I used as much venom in my words as possible. He noticed my use of words and I could see the anger in his eyes, he started to slowly make a small cut on my right arm with his extremely long nails, Then he left . This happened for 4 more years, and each day a different person came in, and they all had different ways of torturing me. I always asked why they were doing this to me, but they always ignored me. I've also found out that they are all werewolves, but it didn't surprise me because I was well aware of supernaturals.

By the time I was 11, I finally broke out of the hell hole these 3 men call a home. When one of the 3 men went out of the room after he finished torturing me, he forgot to lock the door. And lucky for me no one was in the house or anywhere near. So I quickly ran for my life. I headed towards town, and I didn't realize I ended up at the small orphanage. A woman with pale skin and gorgeous long red hair saw me and came up to me.

"Are you alright?"she asked. She touched my arm and I felt a weird feeling. She gasped and took a step back looking at me in complete disbelief. I looked at her confused. She looked to the ground.

"No...it cant be...its impossible" she muttered shaking her head. I gave her a look and she took my hand and started running.

"Come child" she yelled.

"Where are you taking me!?" I called. She stopped and turned to me with a worried expression.

"Have you ever seen me before? Do you remember me, seen me in a dream or flashback?"she asked. I concentrated real hard. She looked so familiar. I knew her. She knew me.

Then it hit me."You-your the woman in my dreams! You were my mother and these three men, the men that has been practically torturing me my whole life, they took me and you-you were trying to get me back." She didn't say a word. Just stared at me.

" Was that...real?" she looked to the ground.

"Did those things really happen?" she nodded. I gaped.

" Mother?" she looked up nodding with a smile.I smiled back and embraced her with the biggest hug I have ever given. She hesitated and then hugged back, she let go and looked down at me proudly.

"Come child, you must meet the rest of the family." she pulled me, but my feet stayed glued to the ground. She turned and looked at me sympathetically. (A/N: I'm pretty sure that isn't a word but...yeah...you get what i mean.)