Melione Amelia Potter, here she was standing near the sea. She was the chosen one, full of fame and a real celebrity in the Wizard World and in the muggle world. Peace was not something she felt after everything she went throught. She wished that every life she lived would be normal.

But nothing can be normal when you are thr Mistress of Death. Melione had many lives in the same world over and over again, some time in different time and sometimes in different families. She barely know peace but she did feel it, thank to someone.

Ever since she was eleven, she knew that she was not to be considered normal in whatever world she chose to reside in.

In one she is reigned a hero, the chosen one, the savior that would come and make everything perfect for everyone. But still she is not treated the same in every single life. In the other she is a freak, the delinquent child that her ‘poor’ relatives have to put up with.

She had to be alone in both worlds other than a select few. She did not even know of her true origins until the faithful day of her eleventh birthday. She had thought she had finally found a world that would treat her as one of their own only to have been put on a pedestal for something that she barely remembered. But she had no where else to go.

Having to deal with a manipulative headmaster and a Dark Lord that want your head is completely tiring for her. Specially if the only person who she could get comfort from, no longer love her, she thought.

Melione deal with a lot of natural thungs, that why she was not surprised about the Vampires, let alone the Original.

Melione stood with a face of worriedness and anger. She had recently found out about the fact that her first love was improsined in the safe under the sea. Hell would broke in if they think she would let them hurt him again.

"Thanatos!" She cried out.

"Yes, my lady." Thanatos appeared infront of her while bowing down. "Take him out, immediately." She ordered. "Yes." Thanatos looked at the water before lifting up his hand to carry the safe to levitate it to the ground next to his mistress.

Melione quickly ran toward the safe, "Bombarda" She whispered which made the door explaud. Water started coming out then it was easy for her to saw him, her first and only love.

Stefan Salvatore.

"Stefan!" She cried out and went to kneel next to him. She cupped his cheek and slapped both cheeks gently. "U-ugg!" Stefan sit up and started coughing out all the sea water that was in his stomatch.

"Setfan, shhhh, it's okay." She whispered while holding his hand hesitately and brought it on her lips placing a kiss on his knuckles."M-mel." He coughed.

"Thanatos." She said firmly.

Thanatos snapped his fingers and they were back in a room, no water on them any longer. "Shhhhh.." Melion whispered over and over again.

"Y-you a-" "Sleep, you must be tired." Melione interrupted him and place the blanket on him.

Not wanting to hear anything from him, Melione kissed his forehead and left. She entered her living room and took out a bottle of wine and serve herself.

"Child, are you gonna be okay?" Thanatos looked at her. If anyone were to saw death, they would say that he would be ugly and scary. Scary yes but not ugly, the first time Melione saw Death, she thought she was in heaven.

Dark hair with black eyes, a cold personality that sent soft to her and those who Thanatos trust. The man was like the father she never had or could gain in every life. Neiher they died or were neglectful.

"I will be fine, but his doppleganger won't." She muttered coldly. "I will find him and make him pass centuries in there and we will see how he would feel." She added.

Thanatos smirked and pat her head,"Your little friends will be arriving soon." He said. "I know."  She answered.

"Oh and found eveything you can about Elena Gilbert and Caroline Forbes." She looked at Thanatos with a small smiled.

"Of course."