Okay, so this is a mash between two of my stories. I wasn't very happy with 'Death's Angel' anymore, so I had another idea. Why not make a Vampire Diaries Crossover and pair that Angel with Elijah? That could certainly get interesting.

Please, if you're interested then Review and tell me what you think. The Prologue is pretty similar to my old Supernatural Fanfiction, but it will change within the next chapter, so yeah.

Tell me what you think and I will continue this within the next few days.

Enjoy,

Nick

You know, people always said that Heaven was the most wonderful place on all the plains. That it was everything a human could wish and hope for. For Angels on the other hand, Heaven was as good as a prison. Back when it was only Michael, Lucifer, Raphael, Gabriel and me, it was amazing. We always had so much fun together. We were siblings. The first siblings to be exact. Then after a few years of it just being us, God made more and more and it soon became crowded. Too crowded.

Other than my fellow Archangels not many of the Angels from other garrisons like me. After all, I was the Archangel of Death. I wasn't their full sibling and I dabbled in Death – in more ways than one. Despite the work I had to do in addition to training mine and Gabriel's garrison, I also dealt with the Reapers that Death had put me in charge of. I didn't have my own garrison, but I was usually helping Gabriel with his. The work I had to do for my Dad, for Death, was often overwhelming. Who knew that so many people died that I had to in turn guide to Heaven? Well, certainly not me when I first got the job.

I was so busy most of the time that Gabriel left me out of his pranks and he never did that. Just a few days ago, Lucifer's wings had changed colour from a very blinding white to a very very blinding shade of pink with glitter. Needless to say, he wasn't too happy and Gabriel hid in my chambers until Luke found him and punished both of us for what 'we' did. Not that I minded. It was always fun to play tricks on my older brothers, but it got harder and harder for me to act normally around them.

The other Angels were… not very nice when it came to me. They often belittled me or attacked me whenever I was going somewhere on my own. I was aware that one day it would reach its boiling point. I just never thought that it would be this fast.

"Well, well, well," a voice spat from behind me "If it isn't our big brother Azrael!"

I whirled around and away from the practice dummy to see Zachariah, Uriel and a few other lesser Angels forming a circle around me "What do you want from me?" I demanded, hiding my uneasiness behind my Archangel mask. Never show weakness to them and they will stop bullying you eventually. At least that's what I had been told before. Zachariah had always made my life hell, ever since he really understood that I was different.

Zachariah sneered at me, punching my stomach with a heavy blow "Oh, as if you don't know. You're an abomination and we're here to take care of you once and for all." He pulled out his blade and twirled it around in his hand with a smirk. Then, with one swift motion he rammed the blade into my stomach, just under my heart. Zachariah twisted his hand up, puncturing my heart with the blade and everything went black.

I awoke in a large room.

Wait, how did I wake up? I'm supposed to be dead, aren't I?

I heard a low chuckle just behind me and without meaning to, I flinched, turning around as quickly as I could "Dad? Father?" I stared at the two men in front of me.

They both smiled gently.

"Azrael… Samael, we brought you here to give you another chance. Neither of us are going to let you die. You are our son, both of ours. We created you for a reason, same as your older brothers," Death explained.

"I have made you a vessel," God added "I love you, my child, but you can not return to Heaven."

I nodded dazedly. I wasn't sure whether I even wanted to go back. I mean, I would love to talk to Gabe, Luke and the other two again, but if Father thought that I shouldn't return… I wouldn't. Not yet at least. Maybe someday I can get reunited with my older brothers again. That would be my biggest wish.

Wait, did Father say he made me a vessel? I looked down at myself and saw… breasts? Apparently he turned me into a girl. Definitely had to get used to that somehow… But compared to being dead, I preferred an eternity as a woman.

"We'll send you to Earth now. Take care of yourself, Samael. We will be in contact with you."

With those last words the room vanished in a flash, making way for a grassy plain.