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TROUVAILLE - The Purity of being Lost

Summary:

"It was pretty easy. To get lost."

What was it again? Ah right. She had no idea.
Elodie wasn't sure why she was with Elena even to begin with. Well, it didn't matter now. All that did matter was how Elena and she could escape. Oh and of course the little issue with Elodie making sure she didn't bleed to death. But no biggie, right? Yeah right...
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Thrown into the world of the supernatural she tries to stay alive. And if that isn't already enough? She somehow manages to get herself involved with the Originals by accident.

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A story starting in season 2 of The Vampire Diaries.
I do not own any of the characters except my OC.
English is not my first language!
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Notes:

Welcome dear readers to pure chaos.

TikTok finally managed to make me write my own FanFic to the Mikaelson siblings. Those edits man, they are addicting. Anyways, I sincerely hope you like this little story, and I hope you had a nice read so far. If you have some feedback, I would love to hear it!

Also, keep in mind that this is a slow burn and I mean really slow. This will mainly follow the actual show events so bear with me. This will take a while.

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There is a TW for this book! Violence, mentions of rape, death, alcohol abuse and some possible graphic descriptions of gore. Read at own risk!

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Chapter 1: Prologue

Chapter Text

It was pretty easy. To get lost.

Typically, not in Mystic Falls though. The town wasn't big enough to get lost in. The woods around it though? That was a whole kind of different story. But we are not talking about the kind of lost you get when you are in a forest. No. We are talking about the kind of lost you get when you are reading a book. Being lost in your head, being lost in a story so intense it just catches you. Being so lost, that you forget all about your surroundings. You can't hear, you can't smell, and you can't even see. Except the words you are reading of course. But even they are not registered properly. No. Reading had a whole different meaning. It was a movie or scenes playing in your head. Visualizing the words. Making you feel.

Elodie usually had no issue with getting lost in a book. Today though she simply couldn't. She tried, and I mean she really did try to get pulled into the pages and to get lost in the words, but it was of no use. A long sigh left her lips as she closed her eyes and put the book down next to her. Her head would not stop thinking and she hated every second of it. She desperately wanted to stop thinking. To stop remembering what had happened. But she just couldn't.

A high whine next to her got her opening her eyes again. Pale blue eyes stared right up at her. Her dogs head resting on her shins watching her closely. Yeah, he was worried about her. She simply wasn't herself since yesterday. Pain latched itself into her chest at the reminder. Into her heart again. And she suppressed the urge to cry some more. She wasn't even sure the pain had left to begin with. But it came crawling back again and again and again and guess. Again. She was so tired. Elodie didn't sleep one-bit last night and if her eyes closed, she was awoken again with a cry on her lips. She didn't even want to imagine how Tyler and her mom felt. But she knew.

Yesterday changed everything for the family. For the town. For her.

And it was just the beginning.