in which an immortal being finds herself in Mystic Falls trying to stop Klaus and falling in love with the eldest Salvatore in the process
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in which the eldest Salvatore meets an immortal and falls for her
{Season 2}
{Damon Salvatore x OC}
❝I wasn't born to be soft and quiet, I was born to make the world shatter and shake at my fingertips.❞
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one; origins
Soft pants escape the lips of Jamari Azikiwe as she darts through the forest her footsteps clumsy as the night cloaks her rapid movements.
The sound of various men carrying lanterns and torches echoes around her as her dark brown eyes dart behind her briefly attempting to gauge the distance she has created between her and her attackers.
Tightening the grip of her skirt she continues to run her footsteps sinking into the damp ground tainted by the rainfall the previous night.
Stopping briefly she sees a cabin before her, a lamp flickers within the window and she pauses her thoughts as wild as her heart beating within her chest.
Racing towards the door and knocks looking before her as she sees the mob coming towards her way, knocking once again she silently prays to her god that she survives this night.
The door opens revealing a young man, his hair white as snow and his eyes clear as the sky.
His crystal blue eyes dart behind the young girl and he pulls her inside.
"What is wrong my child? Why are they pursuing you?"
"The leader of my village." She begins her accent thick with the language of her ancestors.
"I am his housekeeper, when his wife went away with the rest of the leader wives in my village he forced himself upon me."
The mysterious man frowns his eyes holding as sadness. "Oh, my child."
"Please, help me. The men in my village chased me out calling me horrible names. Please."
"I will take care of them, my child, don't worry about them anymore."
"I am with child."
The man pauses for a moment. "And it's your village leaders?"
The young woman nods her hands wringing together at the silence weighing upon them. "Please, don't let them kill me."
The white-haired man turns his eyes locking onto hers. "I won't let them bring harm to you. And I can offer you something that will ensure that you will never be harmed again."
"What do you mean?"
"I can make you immortal my dear."
"Immortal?"
"Yes. Immortal. I can guarantee you a long life for you and your child."
Jamari looks to the ground for a moment. "My village elders spoke of a man with hair as white as the wings of an angel and eyes as clear as the lake of the Lord."
