ᴅᴀʏ 12: ᴍᴀʏᴀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴇʟɪᴊᴀʜ

ᴛʜᴇ ᴏʀɪɢɪɴᴀʟs

I imagine Maya as Selena Gomez with short hair, but only in the beginning. After that she will have long hair. Her look at the beginning is rather vintage.

Maya

"Damn I, "I kept shouting, trying to climb out of my destroyed car.

All this just because I found a body, soon I will become a corpse!

It wasn't really easy, if you have a head injury and you only see blood from yourself everywhere, then there was still my leg stuck somewhere.

In pain, I screamed and made a quick stop. Unfortunately, I didn't build an accident anywhere, where people could hear me, so nobody could hear me.

I realized how easy it was to lose consciousness, so I kept trying. After a few failures, I made it and got my phone out, but I had no reception.

Not now ...

I could cry...

With difficulty I climbed up this huge mountain until I found an abandoned house.

I took a deep breath and walked in slowly. When I came in, I saw a guy impaled on the wall.

I screamed loud until I realized that it didn't work and only took my power.

I don't know how I figured it, but I took the huge piece of wood out of his heart and carried him into the house, carefully placing it on a sofa.

I realized that I was losing consciousness and weakening more and more.

Then I fell over and saw only black ...

☆ almost three years later. ☆

The bright light in the room made me wake up. When I opened my eyes, I realized how bright it is and how it even wasn't my room.

I was in a hospital.

When I tried to get up, I saw all the cables that were turned on to me. Slowly, I took them out of my skin and then got up.

I had scars on my arms, which didn't look so bad, you only notice when you staring at them.

I slowly went into the bathroom and looked into the mirror. I didn't look like me anymore.

Well, definitely not as I remembered. I actually had short black hair, now I had long black hair, my face didn't look as animated,just like my eyes.

I didn't recognize myself.

"Miss?", a nurse asked and came into the bathroom.

"How long has my car accident been?" I asked her in a broken voice.

Not only did I look bad, but my voice sounded bad too.

"Almost three years ago," she answered my question.

Three years?

Three. Years.

I just nodded and sat on the windowsill while the nurse was on the phone.

She couldn't tell me exactly who she was talking to. But definitely with the guy who found me.

Someone found me there?

I think that surprised me more than those three years.

It took almost two hours and she was still on the phone.

Another nurse brought me food because I was really hungry.

I could even say I didn't eat anything for years. But I didn't feel so good for a joking.

"Maya?", An unfamiliar voice sounded through the bare room.

I turned to the person because, after eating, I continued to look out of the window.

"My name is Elijah, Elijah Mikaelson," the guy in a black suit introduced himself.

"Maya ... Hale," I introduced myself now.

I didn't care what I looked like, though I looked really bad.

Why did he look so familiar to me ...

"We're in New Orleans, you had an accident near mystic falls," he began to tell me, taking a long break as he came slowly dramatically in my direction and sat down on the bed next to me.

"It'll sound weird, but you found me after your accident and helped me-" Elijah started to tell again, but this time I interrupted him with my whisper.

"That's why you look so familiar to me ..." I whispered because of my voice, pulling my legs against my body.

Somehow, I didn't mind what he just told me. I mean, he's just telling me that I found him dead and came back to life....

"Yes, I gave you my blood when I woke up again, but somehow you didn't stop dying, on the contrary, you fell into a coma, which I still don't understand," he told me.

Great.