FROM NOW ON THE STORY WONT FOLLOW THE ORIGINAL STORY LINE. OKAY, ENJOY!!! ~MIKAELA
Ana POV:
"Hello Stefan."
I shot awake, frantically looking around, sighing in relief when I saw I was still in Denver. Hopping up from my bed I went over to my wardrobe. "Hey Ana, I'm going to the bar." Kol poked his head in to inform me. "Okay let me get dressed and I'll come with you." I smiled at my uncle, grabbing a pair of skinny jeans, a white t-shirt, my leather jacket, and finally my combat boots.
There was music pumping through the building as we entered the club. It smelt strongly of sweat, and I scrunched my nose up. Kol and I had spent the whole day drinking our fill of blood and came here to "unwind". I was going to approach the bar when my phone began ringing. She pulled it out, looking at the caller ID. It read 'Santa Klaus.' Didn't he know I was "dead". Whys he Calling me? I quickly declined the call, taking a seat at the bar. "Get me a scotch on the rocks." I compelled the bartender, he just walked off, dazed. "When did you get out of the box?" Someone asked sitting beside me, a very familiar someone. "What do you want?" I hissed turning to face him, his brown hair was shorter than the last time I saw him and his eyes were a brighter shade of green. "I just thought I'd pay a visit to my favorite Original." He smirked, ordering a drink before facing me again. "Yeah well maybe I don't want you to visit me." I spat, sipping my drink carefully. He rolled his eyes at me and placed a hand on my leg. "Now you and I both know that's not true." He whispered, his face growing closer, warm breath fanning my neck. "Kol's going to kill you." I warned, not moving an inch. "He can try." He moved his lips along my neck and I gasped. He chuckled deeply, continuing his work.
He attacked my lips hungrily, slamming the door closed behind us. Without another thought I was pressed against the wall, his lips working against mine swiftly. I'm sure all of you know where this is going, so I'm gonna skip the details.
I woke up the next morning to the loud ringing of my cell phone. When I tried to reach for it, I couldn't. There was a strong arm wrapped around my waist in a death grip.I tried removing it but failed. Have no other option I woke him up. "Get up!" I yelled, not too loud, but loud enough. He shot awake, releasing me in the process. Smirking in satisfaction I grabbed my phone. 'Kolwala Bear' I giggled at the name and answered. "Yes?" I greeted happily. "Where have you been?" Kol asked, obviously not pleased I failed to return home. I looked over at him, watching as he pulled on a t-shirt. "Let's just say I met up with an old friend." I replied, only lying a bit. "I'll be home soon." I assured as I slipped on my jeans. I heard a sigh before the line went dead. I removed the phone from my ear, chucking it on the bed before putting on the rest of my clothes. "So what brought you to Denver?" He asked, wrapping his arms around my waist. "I faked my death, so I'm laying low for a while." I shrugged, dismissing the question. I could tell he was about to reply, when my phone began ringing. I snatched it from the bed and answered. "What Kol?" I hissed, annoyed.
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"Ana?" I froze, that's not Kol.
HEY GUYS!!! IM SORRY ITS SO SHORT IM GOING TO UPDATE AGAIN TODAY. SO UNTIL THEN, ADIOS!!
~MIKAELA
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Bloodlust: A Vampire Diaries Fanfiction
FanfictionAnastasia Mikaelson, the Original Daughter. She was born in the 10th century to Rebekah Mikaelson, and over the past 1000 years she's been roaming the earth. She takes after her uncle, Kol. Ruthless, emotionless, fun-loving. Elijah put a stop to her...