The Lost Original {TVD Fan Fiction}

As I was laying on Caroline's family couch in her modernly elegant living room, I thought about why I was so drawn to stay in this little mischievous town. It appeared many other vampires had the same dilemma as me. I also contemplated why my brother wanted this power so much, he has enough already, he's an Original. Even when we were little he was a little power crazed, in every game I played with them, he wanted to be the king. Not a loving, changing-the-village-for-the-better type of king, he was a tyrant. An anal-retentive, cruel tyrant.

I never really thought about it until now, especially since I couldn't physically think. My mind still did travel with the time, if anyone got close to my grave I would automatically enter their mind telepathically. I wouldn't gain any personal thoughts, which amazed me how my mind knew the difference, I would only gain general ones. I knew what a car was because the buzz was in everyone's mind, same with the more recent ones like iPod's and MP3's.

Maybe I'm drawn to here because of all the time I've spent with it, I mean the land itself. I've been through countless stages of erosion and such.

Maybe a factor is Stefan.
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What happens if Elena really didn't have vampire blood in her system and she DIED? What if there was an unspoken Original that Stefan soon falls in love with? What happens if Katherine comes running back to Damon? Well this is where you find out. This is a compelling fan fiction of what life without Elena and not a blood thirsty Original would be like. READ TO FIND OUT MORE!!