I stared at the large doorway, head cocked. Why wasn't I allowed to go in? this is after all my home. My forehead scrunches. I had tried to open the door and go inside but...there was a barrier. Now usually this only happened at houses that I wasn't invited into, but I was invited into this one. Which led me to the conclusion that my repulsive brothers had signed it over to someone else.

Inhaling, I closed my eyes and focused all my senses.

Three Heartbeats

All of them asleep

One female

Two male

So my brothers did still live here. The female must be the Doppleganger, Elena Gilbert. Not a surprise. My anger flared and I let out a tearing growl, slamming my black heal against the door, sending it flying off its hinges with a loud bang.

You must be curious as to why I'm so angry, and why I'm so willing to break my family's door down. Well let me start from the beginning.

My name is Veronika Salvatore, I was raised with my two brothers, Stefan and Damon. We were a happy family, life was good, I hated corsets, and my brothers were growing into fine young men. Then one day a women showed up in town.

Katherine Pierce, or more widely known as Katerina Petrova. She was beautiful and playing the part of an innocent heroin. Lucky for me, she wasn't paying attention to what I was doing. While she drank from my brothers, seduced them, and used them, I dug around. Using my fathers access to the council's archive after dark and hunting down anyone and everyone who would recognize the name Katherine.

Katherine was a vampire, it didn't take long to figure that out. She was tainting and ruining my brothers. It took me a year or so to get a hold of him, but I made a connection from her to Elijah Mikaelson. I didn't know what I was doing.

I contacted him and he came to my rescue. Though he was after Katherine, he and I bonded while he observed her intentions, and tried to figure out what he would do with her. In exchange for my information on Katherine's wereabouts, I had him change me. Like him. Into a vampire. Now I know what you're thinking, she's such a hypocrite, but I'm really not.

I became a vampire in order to protect my family, but that didn't last long. My father found out about vampires, I overheard his plans to capture them all, and store them in the Tomb. So I was forced to flee. I left Elijah a note, and took off.

Not too long later I heard of the two Salvatore vampires running amock, The Ripper being one of them. I tracked them down and tried to talk to them, but they both had their humanity off. Once Lexi, another vampire, showed up to fix them, I left again.

After a couple centuries of wandering and meeting people, I came across a group of witches in Detroit, they were travelling to connect to some other witches, and one male vampire. They refused to give me his name, just that he was in fact related to Elijah. The topic of conversation the entire way there was a man named Silas, they were telling story's of a witch who had 'put down' this Silas who wanted to be Immortal and was much too powerful. I cannot divuldge all the details, but Silas was someone that was not to be played with.

That's why I'm back in Mystic Falls, I'd overheard how The Petrova Doppleganger had become a vampire and now the entire town of Mystic were off on a wild goose chase to prepare some kind of ritual in order to extract the cure from Silas's numbed body. Doing so would wake him up, and therefor unleash hell on Earth.

In the words of a friend

"I happen to like Earth just the way it is"

After a few more minutes of them not waking up, I sped over to a handfull of pebbles and picked them up. Within seconds I was flinging them rapidly, breaking every piece of glass I could hit, from windows, to vases in the hall.

"Klaus if this is your idea of being funny, I'm not laughing" Damons voice echoed throughout the house and towards me, and despite my anger, my heart grew a small fire of warmth. I stomped it out as soon as it had caught wind.

His eyes met mine and I could feel the tension in the air.

"Nikki?" He breathed, his voice shaking.

By now Stefan had come downstairs followed by...her. I refused to meet her eyes. If I did I'd surely kill her on spot. She was worse then Katerina, at least Katerina owned up to it.

"Veronika?" Stefans voice sounded just as shocked, only louder.

"Skip the family reunion, I have a bone to pick with you" I drawled, my voice laced with boredom and edged with venom. Stalking forward I narrowed my eyes and stared at Damon.

I let out a breathe before my entire body convulsed in rage, my fangs barred, veins popping, and glare fixed on the three of them.

"YOU SIGNED AWAY OUR HOUSE TO A WANNABE KATHERINE!"

Stefans faced drooped guiltily and he stared at the floor. Good I thought to myself don't deny it. Damon was still kind of staring at me in shock.

"NOT ONLY THAT, BUT THE TWO OF YOU ARE PLAYING KEEP AWAY WITH H-"

"Excuse you!?" Wannabe Katherine gasped and glared at me, her own face fanging out. She shot towards me, in what I suppose she thought to be a graceful fashion, and attempted punch me. Catching her fist, I snapped it, and grinned as her screams echoed around us. Flipping her around I gripped either side of her neck.

Crack

Thump

"ELENA!"

Damon shot forward, cradling her unconcious form. Bitch deserved it.

"You don't understand, there's a cure" Damon hissed at me as if I didn't know.

"NO! YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND!" My voice was octowaves higher then any human could ever hope to go "I WILL NOT STOP UNTIL YOU GIVE UP THIS SILLY IDEA! YOU ARE IGNORANT. ALL OF YOU. SILAS WILL UNLEASH HELL ON EARTH"

By now I sighed raggedly, this was all happening so fast, and the two were having trouble reacting to it.

"I love you both, but if this keeps up, you risking your lives for her, willing to sacrifice the world for someone toying with you, I will not hesitate to put the bitch down"

With one last look at the two I left, leaving them to ponder over there next step

Once I figured I was far enough away from The Boarding House, I whipped out my cell phone, dialing the one person who I knew for sure would be able to find me a place to stay in the mean time.

"I need a favor"