An idea was playing on my head for some time now. The story begins an episode after Kol's death. I just can't seem to get over him.I am hoping you enjoy this.

Song for Intro Scene: Beat of My Own Song by Meme

Song for ending scene: A beautiful Mystery by Katie Costello

Dear Diary,

Lately, the voices were restless and more often than not it was a man's voice that is echoing in my head. Telling me things. Whispering crazy stuffs about spells, witches and warlocks. As if hearing voices was not enough, the bizarre idea of the voice telling me of witchcraft was crazier.

Mom told me that one day I would stop seeing and hearing them my 'imaginary friends' who are not friendly most of the times but she was wrong. I've seen a Doctor when I was nearing my teenage years yet my 'imaginary friends' are still present and so I have to pretend. I learn to ignore the other people (as I call them), the voices and their faces were present everywhere. Most were talking or threatening people or stalking them, however, their actions were completely unnoticed. Somehow I felt sorry for them as I can relate to them at some point. It wouldn't surprise me if some of them gone mad because of their situation.

"Marj, breakfast is ready!"

"Coming dad!" She yelled back, closing her diary and putting it under her bed. Taking a deep breath, Marjorie looked up on wall where a mirror was placed before going down to the kitchen.

Marjorie's father has already set a bowl of cereals on her side of the table when she reached him. There were two mugs of coffee and some toasted bread on the table too with a Nutella and butter spread. The fresh smell of burnt meat was on the air and her father greeting him with an impish grin as he looked at her.

"Breakfast." Marj sighed but beamed a smile on her father.

"Either that or those." Kenneth glanced at the unrecognizable meat that was once bacon before turning to Marj an apologetic look.

"Not complaining." She raised her hands in mock defeat before settling on her chair.

"Atta girl." She watched as her father threw the contents of the frying pan in the garbage and joined her.

"Excited for your classes?" Her father asked, taking a bite of a sandwich he just made.

"When was I ever excited about it?" Even if she was going on a new one, she just can't find any excited bone in her body. After all, it'd be her last year being home schooled before going to college which she finds more thrilling. It wasn't the teacher's fault as Marj can see the effort they were giving her, especially ex-teacher Mrs. Helsing with her education.

Kenneth was about to say something but decided to shut his mouth. Not a single teenager looked to be thrilled when it comes to school and his daughter was no exemption despite the uniqueness of his daughter's education. "Fair point." He gruffed, taking another bite off the bread. She quickly grabbed a mug of coffee and withdrew her hand the moment she held it. "It's still hot." Her father reminded her.

"How's work?" She asked her father.

Kenneth munched on a sandwhich as he watched his daughter eat the cereals. "I've got a surpise for you. It's a call from Mystic Falls, they dug some ceramics and other stuff that is suspected to be centuries old while digging a new construction site."

The surprise from the call was more for her father considering that she has nothing to do with it. Her father does have a tendency to obsess on artifacts and finds fascination on little things. With his presence required, Marj can only think of one question."How long it'd be?"

"A few weeks. A month at most." Noticing the bored look on her face, her father continued, "Tell you the surprise part now...I'll let you off for a week, I can make up an excuse for Mrs. Helsing under one condition." He lifted a finger on the air, grinning at his child.

So there's the surprise. "What?"

"You'll come with me. Be my assistant as Janice has gotten herself ill. Your mother's house is still there and there are a lot of stuff you can rummage in there. Books mostly." Her father shrugged. They barely get to visit Mystic Falls that her memory of the place was a blur.

"Really? You'll do that?" Her face lit up with the offer.

"Of course! You've been stuck in this house for too long and it'll be good to have people living inside that house again."

"Alright."

" It's the books that matter. They can show you history, where you came from and you'll learn more about yourself. Deal?" Her father extended his hand and raised his pinky.

"You don't have to bribe me with books." Marj laughed and reached out for her father's pinky finger in the middle of the table.

"I know, kiddo. Before anything else, you'll still have classes with mrs. Helsing today and tomorrow we go to Mystic Falls." Her father said as he let go of her hand once they sealed the deal.

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Reaching Mystic Falls was easy. They left when the sun had just risen and reached it just after lunch time. Her father put their baggages to the living room inside her mother's old house that she inherited from her grandparents. It was a relatively small town comparing where she came from. The old house wasn't that dirty as she expected probably because of a caretaker. She wanted to help her father pack a few things off of the baggages but her father urge her to only take her baggage to deal with. There were picture frames on the wall and some pictures where monochrome. What made her smile was a photo where her mother looked relatively younger from what she remembered. A pang of hurt struck her as the memories she had with her mother resurfaced but instead of crying, she put on a smile knowing that her mother would have liked her to be strong.

After unpacking her things, her father was half-way finished with all the materials he brought with him. Marj offered her father a break for them to have a snack but he'd have to pass the offer giving her a promise that the house will be set neatly once she return and handed her money to find a diner. Mystic Grill was the place to be since she's not craving for some fastfood or McDonalds as that's what she was often eating for the days when her father was not home.

"I haven't seen you here before. Here for a visit?" A blonde guy told her as he took her order accompanied by a brunette just beside him.

"How did you know?" She aked, surprised with his deduction.

"It's a small town." He smiled.

"Everyone seems to know each other." His companion commented, making Marj nod as she agreed with her. Somehow the brunette was surprised to what she said.

"I see. I'm Marjorie but Marj will do just fine." She introduced herself. Making friends won't hurt even if she were to stay shortly in town.

"It's Matt. Nice to meet you, Marj. You'll have your food in minute." The boy returned in what she can tell was the kitchen followed by the woman who was giving her a strange look. She thought that the brunette company of him was rude enough to not say anything but only watch the two of them interact.

Her food was returned shortly just like Matt said with the company of the woman again. It was strange how she looked at her as if there was something wrong but ignored it as she'd prefer to enjoy her snack in peace.

"Hey." The woman who was with Matt before said taking a seat.

"Hi." She replied. The woman smiled in relief as if her response meant something.

"I'm sorry back there. I'm Vicki, Matt's sister. Seeing you're new here I'd show you around?"

"I'm not sure. I have to take this food back to my dad." She told her with an apologetic look.

"Oh. Um..Do you know your way back?"

Thinking about it, she remembered that it wasn't a long walk from the grill to her mother's house although she had to admit that some passages were quickly forgotten.

As if reading her mind, the woman looked at her. "I'm sorry. I know you might think of me as a bitch back there. Let me make it up to you."

"Are you sure? I don't want to bother you and you look kind of sick." The pale skin was a basis for her deduction and bothering a stranger to find herself home was not on her list.

"I'm perfectly fine. Come on. I can be your guide." The woman winked at her.

She stood up and together with Vicki, they left the grill.

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It was another seemingly endless problem piling up in Mystic Falls but nonetheless Bonnie still get to face challenges that every teenagers face. School. There was a homework due tomorrow and going to meet with Damon and other members of the gang to talk about the cure was not helping. As distracted as she was thinking things through, she caught sight of a girl with dark wavy hair talking with was no headset or phone with her to indicate she was talking to someone. It seemed as if the girl was...disturbed.

When she passed by her, she can't help herself but overheard the girl say Vicki. It took Bonnie a few more steps away before stopping on her tracks.

"No, Vicki. I do not have the hots for your brother. I mean you told me that he has this thing going on with Rebekah." The girl shook her head as she continued to walk alone.

Bonnie took a deep breath as she watched the girl talk with someone that has been long dead. The girl was a new face and it bewildered her that she knew about Rebekah, Matt and Vicki.

It wasn't long before the girl stopped walking and turned to her. Not directly at her but beside her. Bonnie instantly went to check to what the girl was looking at, only to be greeted by nothing but air. She doesn't know what the girl saw but she cast a rather distasteful look, muttering words before running away.

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Marj was halfway home when she heard someone yelling. A few people walked the streets but it wasn't particularly crowded. All of the people seemed to ignore it. She glanced to see a boy shouting vile words to the girl she passed by, taking the opposite side of the road. The girl appeared to be occupied and Marj felt sorry for her to have witness it. Things became clear as the voice got louder.

"What you are doing with your friends is suicide! I'd see to it that she suffer for what she did to me." He bellowed perhaps loud enough for the neighbourhood to hear. The voice was laced with fury and she could feel it. The only problem was the girl beside him wasn't looking at him but to her. The voice made her shiver but the girl beside the boy was

"What?" Vicki tried to see what she was looking at. "It's Bonnie."

"I see her but don't you see him?" Marj whispered.

"See what?" Vicki looked at Bonnie once again to see that she doesn't have anyone else with her.

"Oh crap. Not again." Marj looked at the boy then to the girl then to Vicki.

This time the boy looked directly at her. His facial feature soften to reveal more of his youthful face however Marj wouldn't get sidetrack by his looks. He was one of them. One of the other people.

"I think I know where to go from here." She said to Vicki slowly walking backwards, her brown eyes fixated to the ones that the boy owned.

"You're here. I can't believe it." The shift from his mood was quick. A moment ago, he was mad and seconds later he was smiling like a mad man. Was he even referring to her?

"I should better go now. Thanks." She nodded to Vicki. Her gaze returned to the boy who was still at her direction and as curious as she was, she ran as fast as she could back to her mother's house.

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