Like father like daughter

Prologue

"Are you okay, Ms?" I open my eyes and see an older lady staring at me with concern in her eyes. I sit up, with her help, and see the world has changed drastically.

Women now wear trousers that stop at their mid-thigh, and shirts that don't even cover their shoulders. The men wear trousers that reach their knees, and shirts that stop at their elbow.

"What year is it?" I ask the kind lady whos still sitting with me.

"It's 1992. Honey, did you hit your head or something?" I stand up with her help, my feet very unstable.

It's been exactly 500 years since I died. My life is linked to the Petrova doppelgänger. The last one was Katerina Petrova, and she was only nineteen when she died. Now I'm back.

"What town is this?" I ask the lady, both of us now noticing the crowd we've gathered. "What country?" She looks at me confused.

"Darling, you're in Mysitc Falls, Virginia. You're in the United States of America." I nod. It seems every time my life line passes, and I fall asleep, I wake up in the same spot I died.

I'm in the body of a sixteen year old, but I'm technically 35. When I turned sixteen, all the way back in the Viking era, I was put into a deep sleep, only to be awaken when the next Petrova doppelgänger was born.

The doppelgänger is a sacred supernatural phenomenon. Witches love to link their spells to them. That's what my grandmother did. First to her illegitimate son, then to me. She hated both of us. Him because he reminded her of her true lover, and the horrible sin she made. Me because I reminded her of what her family use to be... and then the monsters she created.

I grew up thrown from hut to hut. My grandmother killed my father, and because of all the drama within her family, he ran away. He doesn't know I exist.

My grandfather killed my mother. He thought she was caught up in my fathers ordeals, so he ended her life.

Then my uncle killed my grandmother, who I was staying with. I was sent to my other grandmother, my mothers mother, but she died of the plague. I was sent hut to hi, my grandfather hunting me.

He hunted me for sixteen years, but they're was something supernatural keeping him from finding me. Then on my birthday, I was weak the whole day. When it turned to noon, I fell asleep, and didn't wake up until 1473.

I never met Ms. Katerina, and I'm not sure if she even knows anything about me.

I've never technically died, but I feel like I've never lived either.

"Ms?" I look up at the lady and realize I zoned out. People swarm around us, and I see who I believe to be a medic.

One more thing. I don't age. No, I'm not a vampire, I do not have to have blood. My body just doesn't age. I can still change it, lose weight, gain weight, cut my hair and it grow back, die my hair and it fade. All of that is the same, except I have the body of a sixteen year old.

"Can you tell me your name?" One of the paramedics asks me as I sit in some kind of modernized buggy.

"Erica Mikealson."