?||Mystery||? - Vampire Diaries X Reader [Disconnected]

A/N: Your outfit minus the shoes)

I could hear a soft whisper that's calling my name, but the scary part is that it sounded like my mom whish couldn't be right as she was dead. Looking around my room but all I could see was the slight moonlight that came through my windows and beside that it was dark, however I could vagile make out a figure that lingered in the corner shadows cloaked by the darkness of my room that provided whoever it was the needs, so I didn't see who they were.

It was weird, I wasn't scared that there was some mystery figure standing in the shadows of my room almost like my subconscious knew whoever it was wouldn't hurt me. The wind outside picked up along with the storm what was beating against the windows then out of nowhere the windows burst open sending my curtains flowing with the wind, I jumped at the loud back the windows made when they banged against the wooden framework, I scrambled out of bed to close them so the rain wouldn't get indoors but when I turned around, I was faced with someone who I thought was dead. My mother.

 Sucking in a shacky breath but it ultimately only got stuck in my throat as my eyes widened in shock and surprise, here she stood in front of me alive, but I could tell something was off. A flash of lightning though revealed my suspicions as it showed me the true horror of how she died, half of her face was blown off showing off the exposed bone and tendence that layed beneath the skin and muscle that was her face. Shakenly, I looked down only to take a step back as my breath fastened its pace while my vision shook in terror of what I saw.

Her army uniform was torn to pieces showing off the gaping hole in her stomach spilling out her insides, then she glitched, like in a glitchy video game. She went back to normal with no torn clothing or injuries like it was an illusion, it made no sense whatsoever and it was starting to freak me out. Before I could do anything, she lent down the whispered in my ear softly almost like a breeze brushed by my face.

?"I'm coming.... And I will find you, my little spitfire"

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I shot up gasping for air and dripping with sweat as I franticly looked around the room for my mother as I fumbled with the side lamp to quickly turn in on but once it finally clicked on illuminating the room revealing that I was alone I let out a sigh of relief, letting my head rest against the wall behind the bed as I closed my eyes for a few minutes to calm myself down as I realized that it was only a bed dream, a fragment of my imagination playing tricks on me. 

Slowly getting out of bed I took a minute to get my baring's alittle before I slipped out of my room and down the hall then downstairs to the kitchen to get a glass of water, after a few sips I placed the glass on the counter as I raked my hand through my hair as flashes of the nightmare came back so I shook my head alittle to clear my mind along with letting another shaky breath out.

I kept telling myself it was all a nightmare and nothing more but when I looked up from the floor there, she stood at the front door dripping wet from the pouring storm outside and every time lightning lit the sky it showed off her outline in the doorway. Once again panicking as she rushed towards me and within a blink of an eye, she was gripping my neck against the kitchen cabinets with a loud bang as the wood splintered under the force of inpact. Her deadly grip on my neck was tight but also gentle at the same time and just from looking into her eyes I could see that she was only a fragment of the person I once called mother.

"W-what happened to you? W-wh-why are you here? Is it me? D-do you want t-to kill me? It that it?"

Mom)"Baby spitfire, you always were clever even at a young age. I'm not here for you but I am here for the Salvatores so I suggest you stay out of my way sweetheart, wouldn't want any unnecessary deaths now, would we?"

"No, of course not mother"

She gently placed me back onto my own feet and took her hand from my neck but gently placed it on my cheek then smoothed her thumb over it like she use to do when I was little, in that brief moment it felt like I was back at the military bus top as we said are last goodbye for a while but in reality I didn't realized it was the last time I would see her alive, the moment was interrupted by the sound of a gun loading and before I could do or say anything she was gone again out the front door leaving me alone in the kitchen with Ricky as he lowered his gun before quickly asking if I was okay.

I was at a loss for words, so I only nod my head as I stumbled alittle back against the counter before I slid down the cabinets to the floor breathing heavily as everything that happened in mere 30 minutes came crashing down like hellfire, none of it made sense not a sing thing. my mother was alive but something otherworldly, unnatural, even. The man I believed was only my history teacher was somebody else, he defiantly knew how to use a gun, that's for sure. I had some kind of weird nightmare which only became true, like some sort of premonition.

Nothing made sense anymore...