Aurora looked up at the large house with a blank expression. She couldn't tell if she was excited or sad. Mystic Falls felt like a strange place.

A woman came rushing out of the door. Her dark hair starting to grey, and her green eyes excited. "Aurora, we're so glad you're here." She was genuinely happy, and that confused Aurora.

"Thank you Mrs. Thompson." She forced a smile on her face, knowing that it looked real and could fool anyone.

"Call me Alice, please." Alice took one of her bags. "Harry is out right now, but he'll be home for dinner. You should be settled in by then."

Aurora was amazed at the house. It was all so vintage. Everything was made of wood. All the cushions were green with an intricate gold design that resembled roses. The stone fireplace wasn't lit, but it looked like it could light up the whole room. And there were barely any empty spots on the books shelves. She couldn't wait to see what books they had.

They walked up the stairs. Aurora kept putting a smile back on her face every time Alice looked back at her. It was a little hard to do while she was admiring the house.

"Here's your room." Alice opened the last door down the hallway, and Aurora could tell her room would be just as impressive as the rest of the house.

The room looked untouched. Like no one had been in here for years. Yet, there was not a speck of dust. She placed her luggage on the bed, noting that the pattern on the wall was the same as all the other patterns in the house. "Roses." Aurora whispered with a tiny smile to no one, tracing the outline of the flower with her finger.

Alice started putting her clothes in the closet. "I've enrolled you in the school. You start tomorrow. I'm sure you'll make lots of friends."

"I heard that people go missing after dark around here." She was curious about the rumors that she learned about. Before coming, she had read a few books about Mystic Falls. Vampires were mentioned once or twice, and it intrigued her.

Alice paused for a moment. "I'm not going to give you a curfew, but it would probably be better if you didn't stay out too late." Aurora smiled at her as she walked to the door. "I know this is an unusual circumstance, and we're not your parents. But we are family, and we'll try our best to make you feel at home."

Harry is her father's brother. And after years of being on her own, she was finally caught be a social worker, and forced to come live with her Uncle and his wife. Actually, she's not really complaining. She's lived in a forest all her life, being under a roof is something new. But a new school meant that people would ask her questions. And she couldn't run away this time.

Walking over to the mirror, she looked at herself for a moment. Wondering how out of all the odds, she was born the way she was.

Her long hair, wavy and black, her eyes resembling dark chocolate, her lips full and red, her neck slender and as smooth as the rest of her light skin.

Her body was perfectly proportional. Her breasts big, despite the breast bindings she used to use. Her curves perfect, her legs long, her feet dainty.

She knew she was enchanting. She's supposed to be. Or so she's read.

And yet, a small frown was in place of what should be a smile.

She rolled her eyes at herself. Being melodramatic was not her thing.

But then her eyes caught something in the mirror. Turning around she eyed the wooden chest at the foot of her bed. Kneeling down, she couldn't help but feel like a kid finding an unknown trinket that looked like treasure.

There was a rose above the lock, a fully blossomed beautiful rose, with the name Kya in pretty lettering over it. She wondered why roses were all around the house. The garden was mostly roses. It seemed every design pattern was of roses. And here on this wooden chest, was a rose.

But it was locked. And she didn't want to be rude and open it if it belongs to Alice or Harry. She has to live with them now. And intruding on their privacy wasn't the best way to start this relationship.

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"I'm sorry I wasn't here when you arrived."

Aurora looked up at Harry as he took a bite of his mash potatoes. Alice had cooked dinner, and after learning that Aurora was a vegetarian, cooked another dinner just for her. "It's alright."

There was an awkward silence for a few moments. "So tell us what you've been up to all these years." Alice said with a little smile, trying to start up a conversation.

Aurora cleared her throat. "Well, my parents died when I was four. I didn't want to be taken to an orphanage, so I ran. Thirteen years later, a social worker suddenly takes an interest in my case. And now I'm here." As the couple stared down at their dinner, Aurora couldn't help but think that she had been a little too straightforward. "Not that I'm complaining."

"Well I'm sure you'll enjoy school. Your transcripts said that you were at the top of your classes, despite being under an alias." Harry finished in a murmur.

Alice kicked him under the table. "We want you to know that we don't judge you for what has happened. That's all in the past."

Aurora couldn't help but chuckle silently. "You think I whored myself out to survive, or something like that?" When she was answered with silence, she chuckled again.

"Do you like your room?" Alice asked, desperate to change the topic.

"Of course, it's wonderful." It was the truth, her room was beautiful, and the view from her window was amazing. "Is the chest in there yours?"

Harry smiled at her curiosity. "It's been there forever. Feel free to use it as a table."

But she wanted to know a little more. "Have you ever opened it?"

"It's probably empty. It hasn't been open in ages." Alice said with a wave of her hand, obviously not curious at all.

"Thanks for dinner. I think I'm gonna walk it off." She stood up with her plate and put it in the kitchen sink before walking out of the house, a tiny smile on her face.

It was already dark, and the full moon shinned brightly on the damp pavement. She walked for a little while, basking under the moonlight, until she got to a wooded area.

The trees went high, but the moon was still visible. She was pretty content with the area, but then she stumbled across a river, and knew that this new place wouldn't be so bad

She took off her jacket and her shoes, leaving her in her black tank-top and shorts. With a relieved sigh, her wings were released, fluttering happily at finally being free. And her bare toes twiddled happily at the feeling of the earth.

She leaned down to the water and hovered her hand over the rippling brook. Bringing her hand up, with a large blob of water, she kept it in the air. Putting her arm under it, she let some drops fall, washing her arm, and feeling serene at the feel of the water. It's not that she didn't like showers. But she would much rather bath in a natural river then having water forced down on her harshly.

Aurora could tell a fairy has not been in the forest for long time, if not ever. The river was so willing to be used, and the grass seemed to flourish underneath her.

Her mind drifted back to the locked chest. She would open it later of course. But she still wondered what it contained. Perhaps books, or old clothes, or photos, or worthless little trinkets that are amusing. Either way, she couldn't help feel a little excited.

And who was Kya.

The sudden sound of footsteps caused her to panic. With a jolt, she stood up and rushed to her jacket, letting the water fall. Scolding herself for letting her wings out in such a foreign place, but also thankful that she hadn't taken off all of her clothes. "Who's there?"

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This story isn't really set in a certain Season. Things will happen at different times, information will be reveled at random times, and people will die at different times. Also, I have a theory that Elena likes having both brothers want her. So this isn't an anti-Elena story, but she will get heartbroken and disappointed a lot.

I know my OC character sounds a lot like a Mary Sue. But my vision of fairies is that they are extremely beautiful and enchanting, and attract women and men alike.

Please review.