I might kill my ex, I still love him though
Rather be in hell than alone
the vampire diaries and the originals
klausmikaelson 𝒙 african american female oc
@classywrites
🏅- number 26 in ryan destiny 11/25/2023
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prologue, so it starts
3 months ago,
(before the vampire diaries pilot)
September 4, 2009
"If we're going to slow for you Vasha, you could have always waited at home" her older brother Victor told her sprinting ahead of her.
Vasha brushed off his comment, though she did hear him briefly laugh seeing that it had annoyed her.
The crisp air made Vasha chest swell, as she ran fastly through the woods, her jet black hair bouncing up and down behind her given she had tied it in a high ponytail, matching the outfit off with a gray crop sport bra and matching gray tights with her chunky white reebok sneakers.
"You are a idiot!" her older sister Velia told him, jumping over a fallen tree branch sprinting ahead of him.
Victor looked at her and rolled his eyes. Vasha would hardly have known Velia was there given the fact she moved so fast she almost appeared in a blur.
"How could I forget you tell me that everyday!" as Velia said, "Because you never seem to remember."
Victor was now running backwards only to gloat before catching up with their older sister.
Vasha tuned him out, she just focused on her breathes just like her dad had taught her when they had sprinted in the exact same woods two weeks ago.
Inhale for 3 and exhale for 3.
Vasha would have definitely consider herself senestive when she was younger, she was prone to cry at the most simplest thing, such as spilling her milk on the floor at the age of five thinking her mother would kill her for it, even if she said it wasn't a big deal or the texture of certain objects annoying the living shit out of her (which still aggravated her still to this day)
It was something she was known for, but now she didn't let anyone see her as fragile or senestive because in the mind of her father (and herself) it would ultimately make you look weak and weakness did not run in the Van Helsing family.
She shut her eyes and opened them and then with that sprinted at a fast pace. She jumped from log too log before she past Victor as she passed she tuck her tongue out at him (even if she was the rather serious one, messing with her older brother brought out the chidlish side of her)
