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Erika Madsen || OC Vampire || Trapped Souls RP

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infinite-erina

It took her a moment to absorb the information, “Oh..wow..well, that certainly is news.” Sipping her tea, she placed the saucer and cup back on the coffee table, “I have to admit I am overjoyed. We used to dream about the day we would both be married, and now look - one thousand years later and here we are,” she joked. 

“I know how you feel about Henrik,” Erika blatantly said after Erina finished, “He told me about your first interaction with him when you had come to town... you don’t have to pretend to be happy for me if there is something that’s bothering you about this.”

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kctmklson

“That can be debated but okay, let’s hear it.”

“How do you feel about being a bridesmaid...?”

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coldvikingheart

Colden had barely slept a wink the night before because of the many questions he had, had for Erina. It seemed that when the dam broke, they continued to pour through and he just couldn’t stop. Mystic Falls was so odd, he could barely believe half of what Erina had told him. There were other ways of getting it like the computer or books but Colden couldn’t seem to wrap his head around it so he had asked someone passing by to help him. He just needed a little help but what he got was instead a flash of memories forcing themselves back after having hidden them for so long. An image of her and his elder ( AND ONLY ) brother , her true face being something that haunted his dreams. It was the last time he had seen his brother but not the last time he had seen the redheaded woman. “If only I knew, vampyr.” he spat, that word holding so much venom and hatred for the other, he couldn’t even help himself. Colden practically shook with anger and distaste for the other, deep down there must have been a little fear – but he was a Viking after all. His head shook as the wind changed and he covered his ears. It didn’t help him in the slightest but he tried to focus on his breathing rather than the red head.

“Who are you?” Erika asked, slowly walking towards him. She wasn’t sure what she wanted to do with him just yet. Could she let him wander around Mystic Falls, telling everyone she cares about how she killed a man he clearly cared for? Could she kill him too and keep it quiet? At least he’d be with his brother again, so it’s not entirely as bad as it seems. 

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kctmklson

Working out is an utter pain in the ass. I’m sore and starved so unless you’re going to offer me food, I probably don’t want to hear it.

“Oh really?” Erika said, raising an eyebrow, “Because I think you’ll very much like what I have to tell you...”

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infinite-erina

“Ooo, do tell,” Erina laughed and poured them each a cup, sitting back and crossing her hands on her lap. “If it’s as good as your tea then I am more than happy to receive it.”

“Well that is completely up to interpretation,” she says, folding her hands in her lap. She remembered quite well what Henrik had to say about his last interaction with Erina. But that didn’t stop her from wanting to tell her anyway. Nothing would stop her. “Henrik and I are engaged...”

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myrevivclx

It took him a moment to truly hear her. She’d stay with him anyways. While he had heard those words from her once, he hadn’t heard them like that. They had a completely different meaning now. “You would?” he asked softly and almost bare. Erika was the one person he could show emotion with and he was the one person at the moment now that knew she could show hers to him. The grin was hard to hide as he completely wrapped his arms around her and pulled her even closer. If there was a gap, he wanted it closed. “I love you so much. I want to spend every day of my forever proving it to you.”

“Yes... I will,” she says, nodding, a smile growing on her face. There was already an eternity ahead of them. What could make her more emotional than the day she found him, alive, after thinking she was to live in despair forever? Nothing at all could be more powerful than that. But the idea of having something secured; having her future secured with him forever. That was something to feel genuine joy about. All of this happiness was bursting inside of her as she attached her lips to his, kissing him in between phrases as she spoke, “I love you so much... I could never love another as much as I love you... not ever.”

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coldvikingheart

“C-Can you help m-me?”

Erika’s eyes went wide. She had never physically felt that much fear in her lifetime. Or was it even fear at all to begin with? Guilt, perhaps? Now that was an emotion that was completely new to her. She remembered faces through the years, but she’d never forget this one... the look on his face as she completed her first mass slaughter, as he watched her sink her teeth into someone he loved. “No...” she muttered under her breath, “Now how are you still alive...?”

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@infinite-erina

“I have some news for you...” Erika said excitedly as she brought out a pot of tea to her living room and placed it on the small table in front of the couch.

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myrevivclx

Marriage; such a silly and trivial thing when you’d live forever. Yet there with her, he didn’t care. “Marry me. Stay with me.” he told her, his fingers brushing against one of her cheeks. His thumb seemed to line her jaw as if tracing the edge of her. There was absolutely no way that he’d just stop touching her any time soon. “Erika Mikaelson… Wouldn’t that be something?”

Her hand instinctively grabbed onto his, her thumb caressing it gently. “I would stay with you anyway...” she whispered. Erika Mikaelson. It sounded so powerful; so strong and intimidating. A perfect fit for her. “It sounds perfect...” Nodding, she finally said, “Yes... I will marry you...”

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myrevivclx

Henrik Mikaelson, the first vampire and rumored monster had a weakness. Sure, he had another which could be vervain or even death it seemed, but his mind and heart thought of the real weakness he held: Erika Madsen, the tiny but vicious red head that not even death could take from him. Time could separate them but it could never keep them apart. His lips still felt her presence and his nose scrunched, brushing against hers once more. “Will you marry me, Erika Madsen? Be mine forever.” It was so soft, almost human like, but he knew she would know. It was far from it. “You are the better half of me.”

She hadn’t even begun to open her eyes before she heard words that echoed like sound waves in a cave, ringing on forever and ever, the tone lasting and lingering and sinking in. She almost felt weak as everything became tense within her, shaking, rattling, and changing everything. “What...?” were the first words that fell from her lips.

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defectivetwiin

He let her questions simmer in his mind, but his answer wasn’t something he had to consider. “No. I don’t know why, but it wasn’t something that I was worried about. I didn’t want her to get better for me, but for herself, and if she didn’t.. I wasn’t going to let her go through it alone. I didn’t want to be alone.”

“Then I suppose you are much stronger than I...” Erika sighed, “because there were some moments when...” She almost didn’t want to say it. She let out a chuckle, “I mean, I was fighting every day. Even alone, I had to fight to reserve myself, to not break him or hurt him... it was so...” Infuriating? Frustrating? Exhausting? 

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infinite-erina

Erina just laughed and shook her head, “You are silly,” she’d always admired Erika’s way of being bright and funny… even when they had been children - Erina was the serious one, Erika the fun one and Elin the curious one. “I’m not looking for a soul mate…I actually did meet somebody. A very long time ago.”

“Have you now?” Erika asked with raised eyebrows. it was one thing to gossip and whisper with each other about vile things, but to have something happy to discuss was the way it should be between them; the way it always should be. “Do tell, my dear, don’t leave me hanging.”

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myrevivclx

That feeling of freedom coursed through him once more. Instead of climbing up the tree branches and reaching the top with the waiting sun, he was there with her in his lap just inches away if she wasn’t teasing him so much with grazing kisses and feather like touches. The ability to speak without words seemed to be their thing but he knew they both needed them sometimes. This was one of those times. “You are my breath,” he gasped lightly and gave a small hiss, “the thing that keeps me going. Yet you steal it… My head is fuzzy.” Henrik chuckled, shaking his head. When it came to Erika she was his weakest spot but the most beautiful thing he could remember. “Promise you’ll still love me while Elijah and Katherine are in Rome for a few days and we’re watching Erik?”

With a small laugh barely escaping her lips, she brought them to his, her hands moving from around his neck to either side of his face. It felt like one of those kisses people talk about in romance novels or at the end of movies, where the fireworks go off in a big climactic moment; only it was better. And that’s what made each kiss, each touch, so special. The rush, the excitement, the lust, the joy, the power. It never faded away. At least not until this point it didn’t. “Are you kidding?” she teased, “Seeing you taking care of our nephew? I want you more just at the thought of it.” 

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kctmklson

“The only thing that was remotely terrifying about your friend was her outfit.” Katherine rolled her eyes. “Matches the description. Family reunion?”

“She was my best friend,” Erika sharply interrupted, “and I thought she was dead and gone along with the rest of that village...”

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defectivetwiin

“That’s always a plus. Having Bonnie not drunk on dark magic is a grace in and of itself. She was so.. obnoxious, and confused. Hated seeing her like that.”

“Seeing her not like the woman you fell in love with,” she added, “I can relate...” She sighed, beginning to fiddle her fingers in her red hair, which was wrapped in a braid resting on her shoulder. “Did you ever consider... just leaving her behind?” she asked cautiously, “when she wasn’t herself? When life with her seemed so... difficult?”

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myrevivclx

His lips turned upwards, an act of defiance against his current expression. “Mine. All mine.” Henrik spoke once more and instinctively pulled her closer to him. Would he ever be close enough? It didn’t seem like it was possible anymore. “I love you, Erika. I always have.” Of course it did make him feel a little better, her words. In the end he would always be a monster but he’d be a monster with a love so great they could write it for years and a family he wouldn’t be leaving ever again. “What did I do to deserve such a marvelous creature?”

Erika bit on her lower lip, adjusting herself as he pulled her closer, her arms wrapping tighter around his neck. “I desperately love you,” she said quietly, in return, her lips just lightly grazing against his. “Well... I could think of a few things... for starters, you are kind... and humorous... and adventurous... and wild... and exciting...”

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myrevivclx

Henrik understood. Once upon a time he had lived a life knowing that most humans simply settled for their dull lives. Rarely did someone realize they needed more much less decided to make the effort so they could have more. You’d think a big bad vampire like Henrik wouldn’t be effected by words but when it came to Erika, his legs turned to jello and he found himself wanting to worship the ground she walked on – even when she was a human. Such a silly little thing. The power she held of him and he wasn’t even sure that she knew it. “Mine.” Henrik whispered, staring into her eyes. The simple touch of her forehead against his made him want to tremble. “A thousand years and a death later surely proves it. But I understand her. She lost Elin, she lost you… We didn’t want to be alone yet we left her alone and she found a way to live forever too. In her eyes I am a monster even if she didn’t tell you otherwise. I am worse than the werewolf who killed Elin because she was able to grieve her loss. You? She always knew you were out there. There was no time to grieve, no desire to, no ability to. And if I am truly a monster for loving you so much that I couldn’t leave you behind, I take full responsibility.”

She would shake with excitement if she wasn’t so relaxed and comfortable sitting like she was with him like she was, close to him, feeling his body close to hers. There was something about that word; mine. It was only what she wanted to hear be a thousand and twenty years; his. Now hearing it set off a fire in her. “Say that again...” she whispered, rubbing her nose against his. She sighed. Often times she had imagined what would happen if she’d just stayed in the village with Erina instead of leaving with Henrik. And while it would have been a peaceful existence, eventually, something would always be missing. She would have sat in despair wishing she had gone with Henrik in the first place. “Of course...” she nodded, “I tried to go back for her, once...” the words were almost too hard to say, “once you were gone... but the village was empty... I thought she was dead. I hoped she had found peace with Elin... but I don’t regret leaving with you; not for a second. I would leave with you every single time. Without question.”