Il Mio Amore Italiano (TVD Damon Salvatore fanfic) ON HOLD

Danielle's Story

"So you already know the story of my ancestors so let's start with my parents," I took a breath to prepare myself for the torture I'm about to endure, "Their names were Christina Walton and Matthew Bennett. They're both witches my father more powerful than my mother. Their relationship was one of those the boy is pining over the independent girl and she doesn't notice. He finally asked her out in the cheesiest way, putting a note in her locker. Apparently she thought it was cute checked the 'yes' box and put it back in his locker. Cheesy, yeah, but definitely effective. They ended up that high school couple that'd be together forever." I stopped to keep myself from crying. Once I was okay I resumed, "They went to the same college in California: my dad to study psychology, and my mom to study business and politics. After they got their bachelors they got married on January 13, 1989. It was a small gathering with just my grandparents, aunts, uncles and cousins. Three years later I, Danielle Hazel Bennett, was conceived and was born November 19, 1991. I grew up an only child and learned how to use my magic at the age of 6." I decided to skip a few years, "When I turned 16, everyone from our bloodline is told the family plan." Crap here comes the hard part, "I was the night of my 16th birthday when my parents were killed. I was just us having a quiet family dinner at The Cheesecake Factory. Ha, I remember them being happy about getting me my Mustang; they knew how much I wanted it. We were talking about what I should to for my birthday when Mikael walked in. My parents visibly tensed, but other than that they acted normal. He came up to me and introduced himself, 'Hello Danielle I'm Mikael Mikaelson. I believe you've heard of me.' It was then that I knew my birthday wasn't going to end well. He sat down at our table, much to everyone's displeasure, and proposed, or should I say threatened, that if my family didn't help him kill the originals then he would kill them. They refused and when he didn't immediately kill them I thought he had changed his mind. He got up and made it look like he was going to leave us alone, but we should've known better. Apparently he doesn't take rejection well so he killed them in front of the entire restaurant, but most importantly, me. I cried and he left me since I apparently wasn't 'powerful' enough to be assistance to him. I mourned visibly for two years and am still mourning now." I saw him look at me with sympathy so I responded, "Oh don't give me that look. I've turned my tears into rage. You know the saying 'a woman scorned' well I'd like to think I'm the reason that phrase exists. I've made it my life mission to kill those who are a serious threat to my family, or whatever of I have left. Though the reason I'm so close to Elijah, Klaus, Rebekah, and Kol. They all in their own way helped me get over my parent death. I've made it my mission to protect them at that's what I intend to do." The hard part was out of the way so I decided to end on a lighter note, "I went to college to become a cardiologist and I also specialize in herbs. My hobbies are singing, playing the guitar and piano, and drawing/painting. My favorite colors are yellow, green, blue and grey. And my favorite animals are horses, dogs and tigers."

"Well at least I know why you'd do anything to save them. My story just might be longer than yours, but it's probably just as sad as yours. By the way, nice ending." Damon responded. We sat there for a couple of minutes and I waited to hear the full life story of Damon Salvatore.