𝙳𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙼

Stella was a dreamer. She always had been. She always believed that dreams were giving her a message from life or any deity she believed in. Sometimes she thought it was god sending her a sign about something. Other times she believed it was fate, life, nature. There was always some sort of explanation for anything she dreamed. But, lately there was a dream she could not decipher. In her recent dreams there was a man. Light skin, brown hair and green eyes. At first all she could see were his green eyes. Then, she would see him with another girl, dark brown, and brown eyes. That's when she saw the color of his hair and skin. 

She could see him having happy moments, sometimes she thought they were memories. Then, a few nights she saw him. He was trapped in some sort of safe. And then she saw him drown over and over again. She would wake up covered in sweat. For days she convinced herself it was a dream. Nothing else. Just a dream. Then, her pretty little head began to work. 'What if this man needs my help? What if he's in trouble? Or worse. What if he's actually drowning over and over again?' those were the questions she often asked herself as she decided what to do with the information in her dreams. Being the powerful witch she was she decided to use her magic tricks to figure out what to do.

Dream

Stefan was dreaming to avoid the pain and suffering he was currently living. As he made his way through the falls were he had taken Elena he saw a girl with blonde hair. She was looking around for him. He didn't know that of course. As she walked around she turned and saw Stefan a few feet away. "Hello" she greeted with a smile, making the green eye vampire smile. "Hi" he greeted with a smile. A real smile. In his dreams he was mostly alone. "Who might you be?" Stefan asked. "Stella. Stella Carter" she replied, with her contagious smile.

"And who might you be?" she asked. Stefan was about to reply when he began to cough water. He could feel everything go dark. The last thing he saw was Stella running to him. As she saw him fall he woke up with a gasp.

Real life

Stefan began to wake and felt the same feeling of drowning. But this time, it didn't seemed as before, something was distracting him from the agony. Not something per say... more like someone. Stella Carter. Stefan had found something to hold on to. She might be stranger but he saw the worry in her eyes. On her side, Stella was a nervous mess. She wanted to help the man. She knew he was real, she could feel his emotions. Pain, agony, and heartbreak. Stella Carter was gonna help the green eyed man come back to the land of the living. Not matter what she had to do, she swore she would help him. One thing about Stella Carter, she never breaks a promise.