Disclaimer: I don't own Vampire Diaries or the characters
Everyone has forgotten. No one wants to remember the terrible time when vampires rampaged the country killing most humans, but taking some as their "blood companions." Everyone except Mystic Falls. Each founding family belongs to a secret group whose job is to protect our town against vampires. They still exist, lurking in the shadows, taking innocent people whenever they want. Every time a person mysteriously goes missing, vampires are to blame. No one looks for them and they are pronounced dead. Some resurface eventually and return to their families, but they aren't the same. Their minds are so messed up from years of torture that they sometimes don't even remember their own families. I grew up hearing these legends. My parents never hid anything from my brother and me. They wanted us to be prepared in case we were ever attacked. We knew what hurt a vampire, how to kill one, and we could even tell whether one had their humanity on or off based on what they said and how they acted. We hoped we would never have to use these abilities, but we were taught these things for a reason.
"Elena wait up!" my best friend Bonnie came running towards me.
"Hey sorry I'm kind of out of it. Did you hear someone else was taken?"
"It was the Mikaelsons, they're getting closer." Mikaelson was a feared name in Mystic Falls. They were known to be the oldest family of vampires and they took whoever they wanted since no one could stop them. They were stronger then all of the other vampires combined.
"I know. What are we going to do if they come here?"
"I don't know. I'm working on a protection spell, but I need more time. It's a really powerful one." Bonnie is a very powerful witch, but no one else knows about her powers. If it got back to the Mikaelsons, she would be dead. "Ready to go to class?"
"Yeah, let's go." We walked off to our favorite class, history. By the time we arrived the class was about to start.
"Ok class, so who can tell me the date of the Battle of Argonne Forest?" Mr. Saltzman asked the silent class. We had been studying World War One for a couple of weeks, but no one raised their hands.
"Mr. Saltzman?" a quiet voice asked from the back of the room.
"Yes Amber?"
"What's going to happen to us if they come here?" Even though Mr. Saltzman wasn't a founding family member, he still knew a lot about vampires and how to kill them. His wife was taken by them a couple of years a go and he became obsessed with them ever since.
"That's for your parents to discuss with you."
"But how are we supposed to focus if we are all scared." Another student interrupted.
"You're safe here."
"No we aren't the Mikaelsons could be here any minute and all you guys want us to do is sit here and learn!"
"The Mikaelsons have no interests in small towns, they only like big cities. They won't come here." That seemed to quiet the class and we got back to learning.
"Elena, can you please see me after class?" He asked me.
"Ok."
After everyone left the classroom, he closed the door and started to talk to me in a hushed voice, "Am I still coming over your house tonight for training?" My parents asked him to help my brother and I train to fight a vampire. He had more experience then my parents.
"Yeah."
"Ok go to lunch."
I was walking towards the lunchroom when I realized I left my lunch in my car. I walked quickly out towards the gloomy parking lot. As I made my way back to the school, a man with long dark hair appeared in front of me.
"Are you Elena Gilbert?"
My hand instinctively went to my bad and I wrapped my hand around the wooden stake I kept with me at all times. "Who wants to know?"
"The Mikaelson family." My face instantly turned white and the vampire laughed at my reaction. My grip on the stake tightened and I pulled it out ready to plunge it into his heart, but the man stopped me. He held an iron tight grip on my wrist. Then he spun me around so my back was pressed against his chest.
"Help!" I screamed towards the school, but no one came.
"No one's going to help you. I compelled them all to stay inside the building."
I tried once again to punch the vampire, but he stopped me again. "Nice try sweetie, but you should know that when a Mikaelson wants something, they get it."
He yanked both my arms back and handcuffed my wrists together. Then I was in the back of a car and we were driving away.
"What do they want?" I asked him scared to hear the answer.
"You."
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