I walk into the bar I was at when I met Marcel, only to find someone that should've been dead hundreds of years ago. Luceal Michaelson. She standing at the stage, beautiful as ever. She has her long, blonde hair flowing freely down her back, and her face is scrunched up in disgust as some guy tries to talk to her. I walk to a table near her and listen, "Listen, Luceal, you and me could rule the world. Just think about it, okay? For me?" She looks at him and smirks, "There's nothing to think about, Zachariah." She turns to walk away but sees me. "Malary Gilbert, or is that last weeks name? Because last time I saw you, you name was Sara, and before that Grace, and before that Faith."
I stare at her for a bit before bursting out laughing. But she doesn't join. She just stands there.
"You're kidding, right?"
"No, I'm not. Every 23 years your soul takes over someone else's body, but Niklaus always finds you. He loves you."
"You'd be surprised with the amount of people that have told me that."
"No, I wouldn't." She looks thoughtful. "Wait here." She says before walking off.
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FanfictionMalary Gilbert moved out of the small hole-in-road town of Kenton. She got a house, job, friends, a vampire boyfriend. Will she live? Will she die? Will she uncover the truth about her spot on the food chain? Read THE FANGBANGER to find out...
