I do not own The Vampire Diaries. It's all to L.J. Smith and CW

(Hermia's p.o.v.)

I knew I was dreaming because of two reasons : first, I was standing in the sun without my lapis-lazuli ring and secondly, my father was calling me. I can't stay in the sunlight otherwise I'll burn, I am a vampire, old, but still weak in the sunlight. Then, my father couldn't be calling me because I haven't see him since 1865, after the Civil War.

My father was only pronouncing my name, until he added "Mystic Falls". My dream ended.

Mystic Falls, such a significant place for our family.

I woke up at 10 a.m. in my bed, completely trembling, then I understood that it wasn't a simple dream : my father did really call me, as he learned me to do, with the spirit. He was in trouble, in an awful mess, if he called me instead of my uncle.

I packed up my belongings, prepared a return to Mystic Falls, a town I had decided to forget and avoid a century ago, but if my father was in trouble, I was able to face everything even the hardest memories. Leaving my flat was hard, because I was in my hometown, Athens, my birth place. The only place I felt home. Going back to Mystic falls was like going back to the 1860s and back to the nightmares. It was such a sad place to me, full of regrets.

When I got into the plane, I looked behind me, realizing that I was leaving my dear Athens to go to Mystic Falls once again.

"Goodbye Greece..." I murmured by watching through the window.

I had this strange feeling that nothing will be the same, something huge and dangerous was preparing and I disliked this. I didn't have a lot of friends and my father was my only parent left, except my uncle, a weirdo that I hate from the bottom of my heart. He isolated me from the rest of the family in 1865 because I cared too much about humans. The human in question was my mother, Galia.

I arrived in Atlanta totally numb because of the jet lag. Yes, it works on vampires too. I took a taxi to Mystic Falls. When the taxi driver heard this name, he told me :

"Oh, Mystic Falls, you know, some people say that strange things happened there. Some stories are about vampires ! Can you imagine that?"

"Those are only urban legends." I answered.

I looked indifferent but it scared me. So, it was still a terrific place, full of vampires and strange events. I may be 17 since a while, but the fear is a thing I can't erase from my mind, it's apart of our natural vampire instinct.

The driver let me on the central place. All the memories came back to me, some joyful, some pathetic. Almost nothing changed. It have stayed the same little town, with more electricity though.

Then I realized I didn't know what to do. I decided to buy a small car, (yes, weird to say that I buy a car like I buy candies, but when you live centuries and centuries, you have enough money to buy a car in Mystic falls), because I had to bring my luggage to the hotel which is further away.

When I bought my car, a red Mini Cooper, the man who sold it to me looked anxious. I compelled him to tell me what was wrong:

"Why do I scare you that much?" I asked

"Each time a new person comes to Mystic Falls, strange things happens. Last time it was Stefan Salvatore, now you. I am scared of loosing a member of my family. Lots of people already died." He answered.

"Don't be afraid... Louie. Your family is safe, stop being scared, everything is gonna be ok, I promise to you." I compelled him once again, people who suffer are painful to me, like if I was able feel their pain, actually I can.

The situation was worse than I thought. But Louie said a name that woke up my mind : Stefan Salvatore. So, he was back in town too. I decided to go and visit my old friend, with my luggage, hoping he would lend me a room in his big house, like we did before. I hate hotel rooms, they smell old stale smoke, because they were rented by forty years old businessmen, who were cheated on their wives. What a bad century.

I remembered exactly where the Salvatore's house was. But when I arrived on the place, all I found was ruins, pieces of walls and dominating vegetation. Where was Stefan living now? Going back to the central place was the best thing to do. On my way, I met a blond girl, apparently the queen of the high school, and I thought she know where Stefan lived.

"Excuse me, my name is Hermia Smith, I am searching for Stefan Salvatore's house. Do you have any idea where it is?" I asked, without compelling her.

"Hey, my name is Caroline Forbes, you are new in town I see."

Not exactly...

"Yes, I am." I answered.

"So, welcome in Mystic Falls ! I hope you will enjoy ! Are you moving here or are you traveling?"

"As I told you, I am searching for Stefan Salvatore's house, he's an old friend and I was hoping he would lend me a room, if he has enough rooms in his new house."

"An old friend?" She asked, suspicious.

She sneaked a peek at my lapis-lazuli ring, and something flashed in her eyes. She understood. I was scared but she showed me hers.

"You're a vampire too?" She asked.

"Yes, I am. How old are you? Your vampire age I mean."

"I am very young, 6 month."

God, someone was transforming humans into vampires, this town needed to be clean of any bad people.

"And what about you, Hermia?" She asked me.

"I am very old. Let's say Jesus is really young comparing to me."

"Wow, are you linked to the originals? Do you know Klaus and Elijah?"

This girl was asking too much questions.

"I some ways, yes."

She looked at me, suddenly very seriously :

"I hope you are a true friend to Stefan, anyway he knows how to defend himself. So he lives in a mansion, just follow this road until you reach the graveyard, then turn left and go straight for 2 or 3 minutes, here it is."

"Thank you so much. It was a pleasure to meet you Caroline, I hope we'll learn more about each other soon, ok?"

"No problem, Hermia, see you soon."

This girl was really chatty, not even careful, she told me everything I wanted to know without wondering if I was here with bad intentions.

I followed the instructions she gave me and I found a mansion. A huge house with a wooden facade, very Salvatore. I walked at the doorstep, breathed and knocked. Three times.

A nightmare opened the door. The reason of my family's separation, I thought she was dead...

"Katerina...?"

"Nope, her doppelganger. My name is Elena Gilbert." She answered, visibly upset.

A doppelganger? Again? That seemed impossible.

I started to imagine that the worse could have happen to my father.

"Sorry to arrive like this, I need to speak with Stefan Salvatore, is he here?"

She suddenly looked anxious and desperate.

"Unfortunately, my brother is not available for the moment." A male voice said, arriving next to Elena.

"You? Damon Salvatore?" I was more and more surprised.

"Yes I am", he said, "Back in town. But the question is : why YOU came back, weirdo?"

"Wait, you know each other?" Elena asked.

I nodded. She looked at Damon, then at me and asked :

"Who are you?"

"My name is Hermia Smith, I am Elijah's daughter."