The True Originals

Angelina/Angela?

Pic of Angelina up top ^^^

Gazing into the sun I watched the clouds form shapes in the sky, a scene I have seen over and over again for over a thousand years. I was in Miami, Florida enjoying the fresh meat, or should I say, boys as they flocked towards me hoping to gain my attention. I knew wearing my black bandeau style bikini would draw attention to myself but I do love basking in the attention of their gazes on me. I stared out into the crowd of people enjoying the hotels pool and searched for two boys I could immerse myself in for the afternoon.

Settling on a pair of twins I walked up to them and flirted, enjoying the way they let their eyes roam all over me, I brought them back to my hotel room and enjoyed their blood and touch. If you haven't already guessed, I'm a vampire. One of the originals actually, the Mikealson family believes their the original vampire family, ha! My family had been roaming the world since the Egyptians, before the Vikings, before the U.S. was created, long before the Mikealson family was even born yet they truly believe they were the first vampires to walk the Earth.

The only difference between my family and theirs, is that we were gifted immortality by the Gods, having lived in what is still Greece, we believed in many deities. And we weren't foolish enough to flaunt our powers, we enjoyed living among the humans, feeding only when necessary. Praying that the Gods would forgive us for ours sins as blood was needed to sustain us. Some of my family saw it as a curse, and rejected my immediate family and I. Our parents long dead since the Mayans, having decided to move on no longer enjoying immortality.

Leaving my brothers and I to wander on our own, first together and then slowly separating until we only visited each other every decade, having had enough of each other after many centuries of traveling together. Once the Mikealson family were turned, their mother a witch having gone against her own nature to place this curse on them to this immortal life for fear of losing her children; and in the end created monsters.

My brothers and I often argued over whether we should reveal ourselves and strike fear into the family, for they have doomed many innocent humans to this life, turning them or killing then mercilessly. In the end, we decided not to interfere unless the Gods deemed it necessary. Many believe the Greek Gods and Goddesses are legends, myths passed down for generations, but we know they are real for they would visit us in our dreams when they saw the need to interfere with mortal lives. Often times to prevent tragedies or to aid those who would go on to do great things later on in life. For example did you know, Queen Elizabeth could've been killed before her reign to a measly illness if not for the healing properties of my blood, of course she doesn't know that; had to compel her to forget.

Now over a millennium later, I was here in Florida, still enjoying immortality, roaming the Earth, never feeling like I truly belong; still doing what the Gods decree every now and then. I sighed and disentangled myself from the limbs of the sleeping twins lying naked in my bed. I grabbed a towel and took a warm shower smiling to myself as I heard the twins wake up and wrapped themselves around my body pulling me close as they climbed into the shower with me.

I held them close as they took turns taking me against the wall of the shower holding me by the hips as one filled me up and the other let their lips roam my body, we climbed out of the shower in a  lustful haze and quickly dried ourselves before moving back towards the bed where they proceeded to worship my body as I bit them during my high. I gave them some of my blood to heal their bite marks and used compulsion to erase their memory of me feeding off of them. I sent them off with a wink and a fake number, so they wouldn't be able to contact me again, they had fulfilled their purpose.

Feeling both satisfied and full I decided to take another quick cold shower to get the smell of sweat and sex off of me. I changed into a pair of short jean shorts, a baby blue tank top and a black draped cardigan over that before throwing on a pair of black converse. I went with a smokey-eyed look with my eyes, a hint of blue eye shadow and some lip gloss on my full pink lips. I put on some blush to highlight my high cheek bones and grabbed my black purse with my keys, wallet, lip gloss and cell phone inside it.

I grabbed my hotel card and slid it into my purse before leaving my hotel room and having my driver drive me to the nearest mall for some shopping. I bought some lingerie at Victoria Secret, some dresses for the nightlife - what girl doesn't love to party - and some black Dr. Dre beats headphones. Plenty of shoes as well; a pair of flats, some heels and a pair of uggs for the winter. I was thinking of moving but I don't know where yet, already being tired of the beach lifestyle I had adopted while living in Florida.

On the way back to the hotel, we passed by a dealership and saw a motorcycle I absolutely had to have. I made the driver pull over and paid him extra to get my bags up to room, I called ahead and let the hotel know to let him into my suite so he can place my bags in there. I got out of the car and walked off as the driver drove away. I went towards the motorcycles and saw the Ducatti I wanted, I fell in love with its sleek look and it was all black.

I waved down a worker and told him the motorcycle I wanted and paid it off immediately, sliding over my credit card and spent only a small amount from my savings on the bike. Luckily just next door was a Harley Davidson store, so while they got my bike ready for me to drive off in, I went over and bought black helmet, a padded riding jacket and some riding gloves. I went back to the dealership and signed the papers before driving off with my brand new Ducatti.

I pulled up into the hotels parking structure and pulled off the helmet and grabbed the papers and riding gear I had just finished buying before getting into the elevator taking me to the lobby where I confirmed with the receptionist that my driver had dropped off my packages. I went up to my room and changed into some boy boxers and a white tank top before ordering room service and choosing some movies to watch for the rest of the day. It was only six o clock at night and I felt like staying in for a change, since I had gone out partying the night before.

Pigging out on blood, wine and spaghetti, I enjoyed a horror movie marathon of vampire movies. I used to be intrigued on how they presented us, like in Nosferatu but nowadays I laugh at their depictions. I mean for crying out loud we do not sparkle in the sunlight, let alone stalk girls in the safety of her home, just because we wanted to get to know her. Okay, some of us might but the whole glittering thing is frankly way out there, and no offense to Edward Cullen fans, but frankly I rooted for Jacob Black for more then half of the entire saga.

Deciding to watch some Underworld, another movie that was kind of close to the mark on our true nature, they even got the whole rivalry with the werewolves right, nasty creatures that got themselves cursed to hunt our kind down on full moons. I was intrigued when I found out that our lower level - non-original vampires - would die from a werewolf bite. I stupidly tried it out once a hundred years o\ago but it healed over after a brief period of constant puking which ruled out that theory of ways for me and my family to die.

Finally deciding to fall sleep at two in the morning, I turned off the TV, placed the leftovers in the fridge and polished of the rest of my spiked wine - spiked with blood that is. I went to bed wondering about my brothers, last I heard they were trying to find out more about this so called Original family, I like to joke around with them and say how I would wonder their reactions would be when they find out they are in fact not the first vampires to roam the Earth. Especially the one brother who gave us the most trouble a couple of decades ago, then again he doesn't remember that encounter either, oh well.