A Rose By Another Name

"Was it something I said, something I did

That made you destroy all we built?

And it was something you said, something you did

That made me think that you were real"

-Theres no such thing as accidental infidelity- You me at six

xXx

The air was soft and quiet as I sat alone on the swing. My father had made it for me when I was a young girl, just seven years of age, letting me watch, almost awestruck as he, with the help of servents, erected the tree swing.

But I was no longer that little seven year old girl. I was a mature nineteen year old with full cherry lips and fathomless black eyelashes. My hair an autumn sunset of deep auburn, cascading down my back like a waterfall. But my eyes were that periwinkle blue color.

The wind blew softly now across our home in Paris, France, carrying the scent of the cherry blossoms from the other side of the chateau. It was 1703, a calm year for me and my family.

I now got off the swing, glancing up at the almost full moon that was rising early amoung the sunset. Tomorrow it would be full.

As I made my way inside, I heard a carriage pull up outside the chateau, the horses were pure white when I looked around the side of the building. Looked like Fathers friends were here, staying the night before the party.

"Arianne? Where are you child?"

My maid, Cecile, was calling for me. She always called me her child, which made me laugh- I was no child now, I had, in societys terms, reached maturity at fifteen. Too young in my eyes.

I rounded the corner and she tutted. "Where have you been! Your mother awaits you!"

All I could feel was her pushing against my back, leading me to the main room where my mother was waiting. She hugged me for a moment, then said. "Arianne, me and your father have been talking about-"

"Please Mother, you know I will not marry a-!"

"Listen to me child! We know of this, but we have decided to let you choose at the ball tomorrow evening."

I frowned now- this was very unlike my parents who had me set to marry a Frenchman in the royal family.

"My choice?" I now asked, my frown growing ever deeper. She nodded, her jade eyes soft. I didn't know what to say to that, but I knew the outcome- I never wanted to marry. Gentlemen only wanted "ladies" for the looks, to hold on their arms like a child would a toy. A little girl with her doll.

I swiftly thanked my mother and walked away, heading up the wide sweeping staircase. But now I heard laughter and glanced behind me to see my father talking to two men- one was tall with longish deep brown hair. They were both elegantly dressed, but the other man with shoulder length blondy hair, had his back to me. But as if he could sense my gaze, he turned his head slightly and I saw deep ocean colored eyes. I vanished up the stairs before I lingered too long.

-ArBaN-

Cecile was tutting once more as she took my dress off, putting it neatly away, complaining about the mud stains on its hem. She sighed now, then cracked a smile. "I am thinking you are looking forwards to tomorrow evening Miss Arianne?"

"No, I am not."

"Oh? May I ask why?"

"No, you may not."

She bowed a little now and apologized. "I'm sorry if I came across too bold Miss Arianne."

I sighed now and apologized myself- internally.

It was going to be a long day tomorrow...

-ArBaN-

I woke up suddenly, groaning a little the next morning, then heard Cecile opening the curtains with a low rasp, letting the sunlight come glaring in.

"What time is it?" I mumbled now, and she replied crisply. "Just gone midday Miss. Your parents are summoning you to the dining room. Now up! Chop chop ma petite!"

I pulled myself up and let her lead me to the mirror and took my corset and started on it, making me wince at its tightness. Oh they were just lovely (!)

When I went downstairs in my pastle pink dress, I found everyone in the dining room as allocated. Including two new men who I didn't recognize. But after a moments reflection, I remembered seeing them fleetingly the previous night.

Oh great, were they suitors? So much for my choice..

Father now spoke. "Elijah and Klaus de Angelo. They are old friends of mine passing through."

Or not.

The blondy one got up now and walked over, a smile upon his face as he took my hand and perssed his lips briefly to it and said. "Enchantee to meet you mon cherie."

I found a smile tugging at my mouth now, then he returned to his seat and I sat down as breakfast was put before me. I ate it in silence, listening to the conversation without speaking. The pair left and I glanced up for a split second, but that was all.

Father now spoke. "Cecile is taking you to town for your evening gown. Please behave."

I nodded in silence.

"That had better be a yes."

"Yes Papa."

-ArBaN-

When me and Cecile went into the small town, it was quiet. As we stepped into the shop, I hit someone on the head by accident with my parasol as I was putting it down.

"Oh I am so sorry." I apologized, then I saw a mess of that blondy hair and added. "Sir de Angelo."

He chuckled now. "No need Cherie, I was not looking where I was walking."

I chuckled too, then the door opened and someone else come in, making me snap to my senses and ask. "Are you coming to the ball tonight?"

"Yes, I think I shall make an appearance." he took my hand again and smiled. "Until tonight then Miss de Lune."

I watched him leave and I wondered which one of the pair he was- Elijah or Klaus. I'd have to ask Mother when I returned home.

When I did return home, I had no time to ask neither mother or father as Cecile dragged me upstairs to get ready.

A few hours later, I was stood in my new deep sapphire dress, my hair in ringlets, falling onto my shoulders.

Cecile smiled now. "You look beautiful! You are going to break every mans heart!" she exclaimed, clapping her hands excitedly, then ushered me to my feet and off downstairs.

The ballroom was filling up now with family, friends and eligble men. None caught my eye- slimy little...

Everytime I tried to sidle into the other room, another man took my hand and asked me to dance. I couldn't say no, so I was forced to endure god knows how long with a man pulling me around the dancefloor as if I was an animal.

I finally escaped and ran outside into the sunset, the full moon shining strongly above the chateau. Now I walked towards the swing, but then I stopped dead as I heard the bushes rustle a little. I turned, looking suspicious, but nothing was there and I just sat down upon the swing and stared up at the silver orb hanging in the sky.

Then I heard a quiet growl, then I lept up again, spinning around to face the biggest wolf I'd ever seen, snarling at me as it padded towards me. I backed off now, gasping in horror. I wanted to call for help, but I was scared of it going for me.

I tripped now and it lept for me, making me scream, but suddenly it howled in agony and someone was stood before me, yanking his bloodied arm out from the wolf chest, letting it drop with a look of disgust on his face. That blonde guy whose name I couldn't decide on.

He took my arm with his clean one and shushed me as he led me from the party, but I yanked away and ran back to the party and went to scream as more of the wolf things went through the open door and I heard screams of terror.

The guy grabbed me back now with a hasty. "Come, we have to go."

"No! That's my family!"

"Well if you want to see their ripped up bodies, feel free mon cherie!"

I had tears in my eyes as he pulled me away and we ran through the woods when we stopped and he clamped a hand over my mouth, listening intently, but then he let me go and walked forwards saying angrily to someone. "What happened!"

"It was an ambush."

"Yes I'm very much aware of that Elijah! How did this even happen! How did they even get close-!"

Blondey was furious. I could feel it. Then Elijah said curiously.

"Who's she?"

"What?"

"The human behind you. Who is she."

"Later, we have to leave before they get our scent trail. There's too many to fight." Blondey now said- Klaus I now realized. He turned back to me as my knees went as the horror hit me- my family was dead.

Everything went dark now...

What was happening-?

Ok, so a new little idea hit me while listening to some music, and tada! This was born(: I've only seen one or maybe two Klaus/oc stories out there, so let's give it a shot;D might be some Elijah/oc too. And Damon much later on. Anyway, should be getting pretty interesting very soon, so reviews very much loved:D x