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FC: Nina Dobrev || Portrayed by Annalee2010
She is constantly reincarnated and has to go through multiple life times because of a curse that was cast on her destined lover. Every time she dies, it's either by his hands or caused by something he got himself into. Every time she is reincarnated, she has no memories about her past lives. Though there are times when she dreams about her past lives but believes they're nothing more but dreams. The closer she gets to meeting her destined love, the more often the dreams become.
FC: Ian Somerhalder || Portrayed by Aquamarine
He has walked almost three hundred years on this earth living the same days over and over again, there isn't very much that changes. Though no matter how hard he tries from keeping away from his destined love, it doesn't work. She always finds a way to get back to him in every lifetime. Because of him she has died numerous times. This is all because of a curse that was cast on him many years ago. It's called the Immortal Love Curse. It sounds a lot better than it is. He is bound to live for eternity, never aging, and his destined love to constantly die at a young age by something that is his fault. This time it's going to be different...at least that's what he tells himself.
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Dean found himself walking the streets of Drakeland for maybe the millionth time in his existence. Throughout this time, many things have gone wrong and he has also lost the only woman he had ever loved three different times. They were all his fault in one way or another, something he just can't seem to ever deal with.
If it weren't for the fact that him and his wife, Nadine wanted to have a baby back in her first life, this never would have happened. Nadine wasn't fertile enough to have a child so they went to see a witch to make her fertile. Though the second after they made their deal Nadine dropped dead, leaving Dean living out eternity with his wife constantly being reincarnated. But every time she comes back, she is fertile. In a way he got what he wanted but never expected for it to end like this.
Della, she was around during the mid 1800s. she was a princess whom was set up in an arranged marriage in England. Dean was her guard and the two of them fell in love just like they always would. The day the two of them chose to run away to be together, Della died. They were watching over the kingdom at the top of one of the mountains and she fell off the side and died instantly on contact with the ground. Dean tried all her possibly could to help her but there was no use. Once again he had to go on many years without the love of his life in hope that maybe the next time things would be different.
The next time she returned was around the time World War II happened. When he went away to war, leaving Sera alone at his place one of the men he gambled with broke into his place and killed Sera before stealing all of his expensive items because Dean never paid the men their winning money. When he returned from war he officially broke down and once again blamed himself for her death the third time.
Ever since he promised himself that if she ever came back around he would keep his distance. Dean wanted her to live out her full life, finally have the kids she always wanted in every lifetime.
As he continued to walk through the streets he spotted a bar just up the road, one that has been there for many years. The building has been renovated a few times then completely rebuilt throughout the years. Once he arrived, he stepped inside and took a seat at one of the empty tables. He noticed the menu sitting on the table and began to take a look. Dean was a bit hungry, the last time he had anything to eat was early that morning and it was now going on ten o'clock.
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Lilah had been working at the pub for a little over a year now, it definitely wasn't her ideal job, but it got the bills paid, barely, and the security was really good. Her boss didn't take kindly to the patrons harassing his waitresses, the unspoken rule: look but don't touch.
Lilah grew up in the foster care system, having apparently been abandoned as a baby. She learned from an early age, the only person she could really rely on was herself, and started working as soon as she was old enough. She had been a decent student in high school, she never failed a class, but rarely got A's either. Of course, for college, there were no scholarships. Instead, she had to take out loans and grants to pay for her schooling, which she is currently in the last year of. So close to reaching her goal and quitting this place.
Lilah was pulled from her thoughts as a man sat down at one of her tables, after delivering the beer to her regular, she made her way over to the dark haired man. "Welcome to Alastar's, can I start you out with something to drink?" She asked, smiling down at the man, her pen and notepad ready and waiting to take his order.
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As Dean sat there in the bar, waiting on a waitress or waiter to take his order, he couldn't believe the voice he heard among all the others in the building. It was her, Sera, it was her. Well of course she went by a different name, but she always looked the same, always acted the same, everything was the same except for her name and the way she grew up. Immediately the male began to scan over the bar as he sat there in silence, with his ears open in hopes he would hear her voice again.
It didn't take very long for him to finally lay his eyes upon the gorgeous woman. She was walking over to him, she was the waitress and damn she looked good in that uniform. Dean smirked and shook his head to himself and looked over to her when she approached, "Welcome to Alastar's. Can I start you out with something to drink?"
You can start me out with anything you want, Dean thought to himself as he scanned the menu one last time and finally settled on what he wanted. "Sure, I'll have bourbon and could I also get an order of cheese sticks and a hot dog meal?" he stated as he closed the menu and handed it over to her. The entire time he couldn't help but to study her, as if she were a work of art that someone had sketched out of marble stone. If only she knew who he was, then his life would be all the more perfect.
He sighed to himself, I can't bring her into my life again. If I do she would die at an early age and we'd have to go through this all over again, he thought. Man it's going to be difficult to stay away from her.
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Lilah quickly turned in his food order and got to work making his drink. A minute later, she was back at his table, setting down his drink a top the coaster. "I'm sorry, but you look vaguely familiar. Have we met before? Do you go to the community college, by chance?" She asked, wondering if maybe she'd seen him in pacing on campus or something. Of course, it was right at that moment that the bachelor party table started to get a little rowdy, calling out for more drink. "Sorry, I'll be right back." She said, quickly going over to the table, gathering up their empty glasses and going to make them some more drinks. This was their 6th round, and they were all pretty wasted by this point. "Hey sweet-cakes, my buddy here's getting married tomorrow." One of the guys slurred rather drunkenly, tossing his arm over the groom to be. "We were wondering how much it'd cost to get him a lap dance." He said, his other hand reaching out and grabbing Lilah's wrist as she set his drink down in front of him.
Lilah frowned, gently tugging her wrist back. "We don't do that here." She said, trying to plaster the smile back on her face. "Oh, come on baby, just name a price." The guy slurred, looking her over as he grabbed her wrist once more, trying to twist it so she'd turn around and he could see her butt. "Is there a problem here?" A tall red-haired man with an irish accent demanded as he walked up behind Lilah, glaring at the table of guys. Lilah felt a little better, but was surprised that Alastar himself had come to handle the situation. Alastar grabbed that guy's hand and quickly yanked it free from Lilah's wrist. "I think you fellas have had enough to drink." He said.
"I was just asking this sexy lady for a lap dance for my friend here." The drunken guy slurred, too drunk to process the angry look on Alastar's face. "And as I clearly heard her tell you, we don't do that here. If you gentlemen want lap dances, there's a gentlemen's club a couple blocks over, maybe you should move your party there." He said, stepping forward, between Lilah and the table, a couple other sercurity guys showed up as well. "Lilah, go on back to work." Alastar said without taking his eyes off the table of drunken guys.
Lilah nodded her head and quickly headed back behind the bar, to window where the ready food was placed. She tried not to pay attention to the drunken shouting as the bachelor party was forcibly removed from the pub. Quickly grabbing the cheese sticks and hot dog meal, Lilah made her way back over to the dark haired man's table, setting the food down in front of him. "I apologize if that disturbed you." She said with an apologetic smile, nodding toward the now empty table that was just a few tables away from his.
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Dean sat there and watched as Sera, well the last name he knew her by, walked off to place the order. He just wished he would be able to tell her the truth without her freaking out and thinking that he was insane, he knew that's what she would think. He's tried it before and that didn't exactly go over too well. Come to think of it, that's what happened when she fell off the cliff when she was a princess in England, she was trying to get away from him because of who psychotic he was sounding, she wanted to go back home. The male shook his head and was dragged out of his thoughts when she returned with his drink. He took a sip from it when she began asking him if they've met before or went to the college. But just before he had a chance to answer she was pulled away by a group of rowdy patrons.
Just before he was about to get up and help the woman thankfully the owner came to the rescue and took care of the problem. Oh how those guys angered him for messing with her like that. Nobody messes with his lost love and gets away with it. He made a mental picture of the guys in his head and locked the pictures away, he'd take care of them later but for right now he needed to eat.
When she returned with his meal he looked over at her and shook his head, trying to play off his anger. "No, don't worry about it. Just glad it was taken care of. They deserved what happened to them for treating you like that," he answered before taking a bite from one of his cheese sticks. "And to answer your question from before, no we haven't met and I don't go to the college," technically he wasn't lying because they haven't met in this life. In her previous lives, well that was a different story.
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Lilah nodded her head slightly at his words, but she still couldn't shake the feeling that she'd seen him somewhere before. She decided not to dwell on it for now. "Well, my name's Delilah, if you need anything, just holler." She said with a smile before turning and walking off to take care of her other tables.
Eventually, Alastar called out to her, telling her to take her break. She nodded in response and headed outside, one of the security guys tagging along with her. Alastar was always very protective of his girls, he wouldn't let them go outside after dark without one of his guys with them. He made it very clear that once you started working here, it was like you'd become part of the family and no one messed with his family.
The security guy, Marcus, was quiet as Lilah stood outside, leaning against the building, just enjoying the fresh air of the night. Marcus's eyes were glued to the parking lot, scanning the area looking for any signs of danger. A lot of Alastar's security were ex-military, and were very serious about their job.
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Dean smiled when he heard her name, Delilah, it was beautiful, just as she was. But like always he wished she remembered, if she had there wouldn't be anything he had to deal with. But he had to keep himself away from her, not speak to her unless he had no choice to. Delilah deserved a normal, happy, long lived life, one that he would never be able to give her no matter how hard he tried. Trust, he had tried. No matter what he always seemed to fail in the end. This curse, this eternity curse that witch cast when she made his soulmate fertile just ruined everything for the two of them.
Yes Delilah was always fertile, able to have children in every life they live but they never got the chance to. Every time she would die too early, never living past the age of twenty-five. Dean had to break the cycle and the only way to do that was to stay away from the gorgeous woman. There was nothing else he could do.
"I'm Dean," he responded before returning to his food and nodding his head at her last words. As she returned to her work he watched her, kept sure that she was safe. Dean didn't want anything to happen to her, he never wanted anything to happen to her. But of course, something always did. If there ever were a way for him to prevent her from getting hurt he made sure to do so.
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Even though he'd said they'd never met before, she couldn't shake the feeling that she'd seen him somewhere before and it really bugged her, not knowing where. "Are you new in town? Or just passing through." She asked, studying him closely, trying to figure him out.
"Hey, beautiful," A dark haired man walked up behind her, kissing her cheek. "Oh, hey Chris." Lilah said, glancing over her shoulder, smiling at her boyfriend. Lilah glanced between Chris and Dean for a moment, Chris of course, noticed. "Hey man," Chris said, nodding his head in Dean's direction. "Sorry to interrupt. I'll let you get back to work babe. I'll just hang out over there until you get off," He said, nodding toward an empty table in another waitress's section.
Once Chris left to sit down, she turned back to Dean. "I'm sorry about that," She apologized to him, a slight blush on her cheeks. She and Chris had been dating for nearly a year, he'd finished his degree last year, not long after they'd started dating. Now he had a full time job, and with her still in school and working part time at the pub, they didn't really get too much time together, so when he could, he'd come by the pub to wait for her to get off work, and walk home with her, occasionally staying the night as well.
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After a good fifteen minutes of sitting there finishing up his meal, he was approached by Delilah again. "Can I get you another drink?" Dean glanced over at his glass and returned his attention to her, "Yes, please," he stated, just as she spoke once more. "Are you new in town? Or just passing through?" He could sense her trying to figure out for sure who he was, it kind of made him feel good that she still felt some sort of connection between them, even if it wasn't the one he hoped for.
"Yes, I just came in this morning," he answered, just as a tall, dark haired man approached. Of course she had a boyfriend, he thought to himself. "Hey man, sorry to interrupt. I'll let you get back to work babe. I'll just hang out over there until you get off." After that the man retreated to the opposite side of the building. Dean was just glad she was happy, at least that what he thought. He wasn't completely sure if she was, she was always good at hiding things from him whether she realized she was doing it or not.
"I'm sorry about that." she stated just as her boyfriend walked off. "It's fine, no worries. He seems like a nice guy," he added before wiping his mouth. Deep down all he wanted to do was take Delilah away from him, Delilah was his, and his only. If only she were to know the truth. They were soulmates, always finding their way back to each other with every life she lives.
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"Yeah, he's a nice guy," Lilah agreed, giving Dean a small smile. Of course, she was starting to have her doubts about Chris's faithfulness, they haven't been able to spend much time together recently and their love life has been getting increasingly dull, practically nonexistent. Though she had no proof, and he's the only person who's ever really cared about her, or at least he seemed to care. She quickly pushed those thought away as she focused her attention back on Dean, her smile plastered on her face once more. "Another Bourbon coming right up." She said, grabbing Dean's empty glass and slipping behind the bar.
A couple minutes later, she was back at Dean's table, setting his drink down on the coaster. "Can I get you anything else?" She asked. "The kitchen is gonna be shutting down in another thirty minutes." She informed him, in case he was still hungry. The kitchen closed down early so the staff would have enough time to get things cleaned up and they wouldn't have to be here until some ungodly hour.
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Dean smiled over at her when she returned with the bourbon. He could sense that she was a bit doubtful of the relationship she had with this Chris guy but it was none of his business so all he could do was sit back and watch things play out. "No thanks," he responded. "I believe I'm just going to find a place to stay for the night after this drink. Here's a tip," he stated as he pulled out a twenty and handed it to her.
Dean downed the drink before standing to his feet. "It was a pleasure meeting you Miss Delilah. Have a wonderful night," he said before starting on his way out the door. Once he stepped outside he let out a deep breath. He pulled a cigarette from his pocket and lit it up before taking a much needed drag from his cancer stick. Not like he'd ever be able to get cancer, or any sickness for that matter.
After the couple hours he spent in that bar, he needed to relax. It took all he had not to carry Delilah out of that building and proclaim his love for her. If he were to ever do that at a time like this, he would be pegged as the insane person in town and possibly even get locked up. That was definitely not something he was looking forward to.
Dean needed to be patient with her, especially since she had a boyfriend. He just hoped nothing would go wrong this time.
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Lilah's smile grew when he handed her a twenty. "Thanks," She said, slipping the money into the pouch on her hip. "If you're looking for a nice place to stay, there's a nice bed and breakfast just a few blocks away from here." She said, pointing him in the direction of the B&B. "It was nice meeting you as well, Dean." She smiled at him. "I hope to see you around again." She said, surprising herself at the words, not sure why she said them. Sure, he was a nice guy to talk to, but she didn't really know him, he could be a serial killer for all she knew. She hesitated a moment before quickly scurrying off to take care of her other tables. When she looked back, Dean was gone.
A couple hours later and it was quiting time. Chris sat around and waited for her to clock out then walked home with her. They talked about their day, but nothing too substantial. When they got to Lilah's one bedroom apartment, they took a shower together which only consisted of getting clean, and climbed into bed. Chris lay on his side, his back to Lilah. She glanced over at him out of the corner of his eye as she laid on her back. She felt the distance between them was too big to come back from, but she didn't want to end things, having no one else in her life who cared about her. After a few moments, she sighed, rolling over onto her side, her back to him as well, and slowly drifted off to sleep.
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Dean nodded his head at Lilah's words and stepped out the building and began looking for the bed and breakfast she spoke about. It didn't take him very long to find it. He stepped through the double doors and stepped up to the front desk. "I'd like a room please," he stated to the woman behind the desk. The woman smiled up at him before typing things into the computer. "Ah, just got the last room. Consider yourself lucky. That'll be forty for the night," she stated.
Dean nodded his head at her words and pulled out a credit card with the name Patrick Donald on it. This was one of his counterfeit cards he made with the name of someone who had died in the past. Ever since he found himself living many years without dying, he had to find a way to get money without having to change jobs every so often to keep his secret hidden. After he paid for the room he was handed the key, "Thank you Ma'am," he stated before heading up the stairs and opened the door.
It was filled with tacky floral patterns everywhere. The walls, the bed, the lamps, the chairs, everything. It was just hideous. The male rolled his eyes at what laid out before him as he closed the door, dropped the keys on the table and stripped down to his boxers before climbing into bed and drifted off to sleep.
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The next morning, Lilah woke up to find Chris already gone. She sighed quietly as she sat up in bed, running a hand through her hair. After a few moments, she reached over and grabbed her phone, sending Chris a quick text. Have a good day at work :* She texted before putting her phone down once more and getting out of bed. Lilah walked over to her closet, rummaging through it for a few moments before pulling out a pair of skinny jeans and one of Chris's old shirts that she'd tailored a little, now it stopped just shy of her belly button, showing off a bit of midriff.
Once she was dressed, Lilah walked into the bathroom, quickly brushing her hair and teeth, before slipping into the kitchen to find herself something to eat. She settled on an apple and a granola bar, shoving the granola bar into her purse and taking a bite of the apple as she walked out of the apartment, making her way to the college which was just a few blocks from her house. She had a rather big test coming up in a week and wanted to go to the library to get some studying done.
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Dean woke up the next morning and immediately hopped into the shower. He felt as if the previous night had been nothing more than a dream, but he knew it couldn't have been. He could sense her now more than ever. She was back and he had another chance with her. But would it be worth the risk of her death again? Dean couldn't put her at the risk of dying again, especially at such a young age. She had her entire future ahead of her.
He sighed as she stepped out of the shower and got dressed in his usual outfit. A pair of jeans and a t-shirt with his leather jacket over top. Dean slid his shoes on and headed out the door. For some reason he was drawn to the campus library. He had no idea why he had made the journey to this college campus, but he continued anyway. He stepped into the library and began looking around at some of the books.
Dean couldn't help but to let out a small chuckle when he noticed a book about the paranormal and supernatural. He pulled the book off the shelf and sat down at one of the tables. He wanted to see how much of this stuff was actually true and what things the humans thought were real that was overly made up.
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