Different Doesn't Separate

Chp. 1~How it Begin

(This is inspired by a tv show called "The Originals")

"Oh, honey she's so beautiful"

"She's still the mistaken child!"

"Darling, some mistakes are meant to happen. Maybe she's one of them?"

"She is a mistake we are getting out of our lives tonight! The village can't know about her!"

"Please let me keep our child!"

"NO! The baby is going to the woods tonight! No more. It's only the year 1005. This can't happen. Mistakes are not aloud."

It was a cold November night. I had just been born and my parents were already arguing. The date was November 18, 1005. I know, I'm old. My father didn't want me his whole life. My mother kept me in the basement of our house in our little village. The rule was that you can only have 6 kids max, I was the 7th child. I had to be kept a secret.

"Mommy, I want to see the world. I want to meet someone," I said when I was 5.

"I know, I know. Honey you know you can't. The rules darling," my mother said to me.

Her and my dad were the only people that knew about me. I knew every single one of my siblings, but they didn't know of me. Well, one found out of me on a late July night.

*Crying*
"WHY! WHY! WHY! Why can't I be loved!" said the youngest brother, Cyrus.

"Are- are you OK Cyrus? I know you really want father to accept you, to love you," I had talked to someone besides mom for the first time.

"Who are you?" I forgot he had no idea of me.

"I'm your youngest sister, Stella."

"And you're both staying down here now. Get comfy," said my father.

"Father! We are not done!" screamed Cyrus.

I knew Cyrus was the second most hated of us children. Cyrus was the youngest boy.

I thought Cyrus looked mad so I tried to think of something so it wouldn't be so quiet. "How old are you Cyrus? I know you and David are twins but I don't like David so who cares for him?"

"I don't like David either. He steals all my love," said Cyrus in a mostly winny voice.

"I don't get any love from father. But you didn't answer my question," I knew I was the 7th child but Cyrus seemed not much old then me.

"Oh, I apologize. I am 7. How old are you?"

"I am 5."

"That's nice. Would you wanna be my best friend?" He looked worried and scared.

Ever since that night me and Cyrus were never aloud out. Mother soon died from a sickness. I was 9 and Cyrus was 11. We knew most ways to get and make food since mother had to teach us. Before she died father only aloud her down here once a week. She brought us food, taught us some and left.

"We are running out of food Stel," I always cooked because Cyrus never picked up on it. "Maybe we should cook less and eat less so it last longer."

"I know, but we can't starve ourselfs. We are too skinny as it is and I have been cooking less."

"You'll need to sneak to the village soon then," Cyrus said.

Then we started making a plan. One week latter we were ready.

"Cy, I'm scared. Why can't you come with me?" I had never been outside the basement.

"You wanna see what's out there, right? This is your chance. If I go I will be noticed. No one knows what you look like. Just go to the market grab food and come back. OK?" He was all I had so I was convince.

I went to the market and it all went smoothly. We had stolen money from father's chest in the shed. Well, Cyrus did anyway. When I got back it crashed and burned.

"Cy! It went great! I got more fo-" I stood still. Our little home in the basement had been trashed. Had Cyrus left me? Had father taken him?

"Stella. Get over here. Now you worthless child don't just stand there!" said my father from behind me. I walked over to him he grabbed my arm. "Where is Cyrus? Where did he go?"

"I don't know father." I truly had no idea.

"I'm not your father. Now where is Cyrus?"

"I don't know sir."

"If you won't tell me then I'll just take you to the village witch."

"Do what you must sir. I have not an idea of where my brother be."

Father took me to the witch and she turned me into what I am by father throwing in random ingredients in. I was turned into a vampire at the age of 10. I wasn't done growing so I kept growing until I was around 16 then everything stopped growing. I sprinted home once I woke. It was faster than 10 year old me liked.
When I got "home"...

"Pst. Stel!" I heard Cyrus whisper from about half a mile from where I was standing. I heard his heart beat throbbing. I heard his blood rushing through his body. I wanted my brothers blood. I craved any blood.

"Hi, Cyrus," I said standing behind him. I didn't even notice I ran up to him. His heart beat was gone. His blood flow was gone. "Where did it go? Where is your heart beat? Where is your blood flow?" He looked at me and the look on his eyes showed he was heartbroken.

"You where the little girl screaming. Dad changed you too," he had tears in his eyes.

"I need blood. Cy I need blood. What's wrong with me?" At this point I was crying.

Cyrus hugged me, "Come on, let's go."

Cyrus picked me up and we ran into the woods. He ran as fast as I did. We were turned into vampires at the same time with the same spell. We can not die. Only 1 thing can kill us but that was lost in the ocean in 1278. Cyrus and I, Stella, are the originals. The first of all vampires.