1960's, Bayou Lousiana. Times are different. We have a lot of trees, that of Cypress, maple and Tupelo. Not to mention a lot of swamps, and alligators in them. I lived in the town and so forth experienced growing up. As I got older, I experienced life for what it was and it wasn't until. That I got into womanhood that I engulfed myself with my friends and we hung out and always had fun. Dressed in our best dress, smoked our cigarettes, and flirted with and met different men. It wasn't, until then that under and forbidden circumstance did I and we meet two men. But, mainly, I met one. We could see, they had money and had come from and must have been to the our side of town. One in particular was very handsome, though they both were. Least, I was not interested. It was law. So, I left. Little did, I know, he had followed me, and brought me to his place. He asked and demanded of me, in which I could not give.
This man was no man at all. He was not mortal. God knows what he was. He called me Human, when to me, he looked like a damn one himself. All I know, was I was his obsession, his desire. He must have been mistaken, I wasn't going to give him nothing.
"You hoped that I would be the villain of your story... so that you wouldn't have to show your weak side." I stared into the eyes of the monster I loved most, only seeing blackness-not an ounce of emotion behind his glassy eyes. "Love is not weakness, Darling. It's what makes us stronger."
His response cut through the air like a sharpened blade, striking at the core of my being. "Six hundred years of standing by your side. I saw your darkness, your want to kill. You call me the monster? Then what are you, Love?"
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Priscilla didn't have the happiest life, but neither was it horrid. After meeting a demon of the night, her life takes a tumble. Love, deceit, fear, and trust. The couple had been tested for centuries, but what happens when one day, someone fails? A 600-year-old hybrid and a 1000-year-old original. What could go wrong?
(Fem OC x Klaus Mikaelson)
(No trigger warnings at the moment)
(I in no way own The Vampire Diaries / The Originals or their characters. I only own Priscilla and her story.)