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5. “Do you think we’re bad people?”
They two of them were sitting on a rock, taking a pause from all the nonsense that was going on at the Cullens’ house.
“Infants. They treat us like wicked people. We’re the ones that could make a difference in the battle with the Volturi” Vladimir said in a desperate tone.
Stefan put a hand on his shoulder, trying to comfort him. “Vlad, why do you even care? Likeyou said, they’re nothing but infants. They don0t realize the danger they’re in”.
Vladimir was grateful to Stefan for his speech but at the same tim he wasn’t really satisfied. “Have you noticed how the newborn always carry her child away from us? Not even if we were monsters...”.
Stefan sighed. “I still don’t understand why you care”
“I care” Vladimir began, almost irritated “because they’re the archeotype of today’s society. And given how we’re treated here, today’s society thinks that we’re bad people, that means that we have absolutely zero chances of going back to power”.
Stefan looked saddened. “Do you think we’re bad people?”
Vladimir immediately saw the look on Stefan’s face. “I don’t know, Stefan...”- But seeing that Stefan was getting even more pensive, he quickly added: “No, we’re not bad people. It’s them who have stupid criterions. We are good, Stef. You hear me?”.
Stefan smiled at Vladimir, knowing fully well that the blond didn’t use his soft voice and manners very often.
2. You're too good for this world (Romanian Coven fanfiction)
[Hinted a Vladimir X Stefan, but really you could read it as friends] Twelve vampires were sitting on their thrones: all they had for the servants were ice-cold gazes, as cool as they skin. Many of their subjects thought their kings and queens were unmoved by everything that surrounded them; but when throughout the whole castle the sound of a horn was heard even kings and queens started to worry. Some of them even moved from their thrones and rushed at the window, only to see the invader sending a messenger to the castle.
"Kill the messenger" ordered Anica to an archer.
"No, wait!" exclaimed Stefan "They could have sent their official surrender".
Anica laughed, but there was no happiness in her laugh, only irony.
"Oh, my dear Stefan, you can be so naïve: they have an army gathered not far from here: it's clearly not peace they're after!"
But Stefan insisted: "They could be offering a truce, perhaps! Just listen to the bloody messenger, who by the way has no fault if not being a messenger!". Anica scoffed, feeling highly irritated. She then addressed all the other convenmates: "All thpse in favour of killing the messenger shall raise their hands now". Seeing nobody did nothing, Stefan said: "Perhaps we could listen to him first and then" but he was cut off by Anica: "and then decide his fate. Yes, and excellent idea, Stefan. Shall we go?". Stefan tried to protest, but everyone was already moving out of the thrones room. Well, not everyone: Vladimir stayed behind, to comfort a much bothered Stefan.
Vladimir smiled to him: "Stef, you did everything you could". Stefan sighed: "Yes, but not enough. Messengers are not guilty of their masters' faults!".
Vladimir looked at the brunette and felt pride growing inside of him: Stefan was a fine thinker, way ahead of their time. "Does all this have to do with the fact that when I was a human I was a messenger to your very hungry vampire coven?". Stefan simply said: "Could be". Vladkmir was glad he had been a messenger, it was that very job that got him immortality -Stefan granted his wish himself.
"You're too good for this world" he finally said. Stefan smiled back at him, a little embarrassed, but all the embarrassment disappeared when the blond gave him a reassuring hug.