Kerosene

They had been telling her since she was eight years old she would die for her sister. Elena Gilberrt. A girl she had never met she hardly considered a sister. She wasn't selfless she didn't want to die, but they were one way bonded. If Elena died they both died if she died Elena would be fine. Witches.

She had been getting all kinds of pains in the past few months meaning Elena was going to end up killing both of them sooner or later. Her whole life had been controlled from four years old to today at sixteen. No longer would she just go along with it. She wouldn't drop dead unexpected either. She had things to do. Simply one dead doppelgänger better than two dead doppelgängers.

That's how she ended up half bloody and bruised with the smell of kerosene sticking to her skin. Burning her nose slightly reminding her of acid. Most sixteen year olds aren't so violent I know but twelve years of pent up rage will make you wanna burn a house down and that's exactly what I'm doing at the moment. Sliding my thumb of the roughness of the bark of the stick I picked up out of the yard. So simply but it would cause so much damage dropping it and walking away I didn't look back to see the house consumed in flames.

Making my way to southeast point of the property where nothing was except for trees and my safe place. Most would find it depressing and not a place of safety, but I did an old Chevy car with trees growing out from where the hood should be. The paint worn away replaced by the reds and browns that were rust. To me it was beautiful and safe. It had braved the elements for almost half a century.

Before I realized I was going to die when I was younger, I had promised myself I'd come back to this place and make that car just as beautiful as it had once been. It had been a cold spring morning the temperature close to zero my feet were beyond numb. I was going into shock. In my rush to get away from Zander and his wife I had forgotten to wear anything warm. Even my shoes. If it wasn't for a stranger I would have died. He's probably why I thought of this as my safe place. He never told me his name only my life would go on and I wouldn't always feel broken, unwanted. He was right those few minutes she didn't feel unwanted anymore.

The smoke Clouded the sky, sooner or later the fire would bring people out to the secluded land looking for who started the fire. Grabbing her well worn necklace and the only picture of her father she had. She walked away. With the only two things in her possession that had ever meant anything to her. She had to find hybrid before it was to late. She was tired of people expecting to just take it.

She walked away never looking back to see the old rickety cabin, falling piece by piece to the blackened ground. She didn't have to turn around to know this part of her life was over.

Walking away from the place that had terrorized her for thirteen years she realized she had committed serious crimes in the eye of law. Honestly she hadn't thought about it till that moment in time. She had no doubts or regrets what she had done was the rught thing to do. Maybe Isobel put her in so ch harsh conditions so she would welcome what they wanted her to do because it just so terrible. She was wrong. Piper was only going through with this because she wasn't stupid. There had been accidents before accidents she shouldn't have been able to wake up from much less walk away from. She could only hope she could walk away from this.

She had heard them talk about him the hybrid, the original who walked a path of destruction. Klaus. Isobel had been in contact with two originals and the women who had made Isobel sadistic mother that she was. So she would be going to klaus herself because Katherine was a narcissistic bitch. Everything about her was self preservation murder hundreds for the survival of one. Isobel had been here last month klaus was supposedly was learning around New Orleans looking for a witch. So hopefully he still there.

Kaiden was a rich twenty something year old she had saved from Isobel. The Petrova line just seemed to
Vindictive and shameless. He was her best friend now. He had taught her how to drive last year to try and give her some normalcy for her birthday.

Kaiden had put up some of a argument because she didn't have her birth certificate much less a drivers license. He loved me but thought it was reckless I was looking for someone who could sign my death sentence. But after two hours f pleading he handed over the keys to his newish black suv.

So here I was with if you were hours of road time under my belt. I was five minutes out from New Orleans. My only lead was he was here so I guess the next plan of action was simply asking around. I mean how hard would it be to find vampire and if they ask if they could point me in the right directions of the big bad hybrid.

I never been to New Orleans and I wish I could truly enjoy like I was on vacation instead of looking for klaus. Walking around the busy streets looking around at the nightlife only word she could use to describe it was alive people bustling in the street music loud never a dole moment. Now is the hard part of picking up vampire who wouldn't try to eat her. Kaiden didn't even know where she had she had wentif he'd ever get his car back. She cared she would return it,but she would rather not have anyone know about him.

As I wonderedaround helplessly in the crowded streets I heard a scuffle coming from alley. So either she was about to walk into a dark alley to three possibilities. One a psychotic human, two a psychotic vampire, Wesley maybe a stray cat if she was lucky. Red sun was far from a stray cat. Was someone draining another someone dry.

They were so engrossed at the task at hand that they didn't notice me right away. But someone else in the shadows did. Another vampire. Tall, dark, with an air of confidence it only came from being in charge. Before I could become my voice to come out strangely leveled and not horse with fear. "I'm looking for Klaus it's important."

I may have known about vampires and then on the vervain but it didn't mean I can protect myself.I mean the sun's not out I'm chocked full with vervain, but have none on me.I did started to grow it is a child in the old car. That was another reason why he was my safe place.

"Do I look like a messenger little girl." I was a student front of me I thought of ways to protect myself because he wasn't happy about being called something that was beneath him.

The other vampire was finally done draining that poor girl leaning her slumped over body against the damp bricks. He was a messy eater blood was all over himself and he is coming closer. "if you feed him he Klaus won't be happy. And you," I switch my gaze from messy eater to someone who has power issues. "I didn't take you as messenger. I don't want a messenger. I want someone who knows things. I just want you to tell me where to find Klaus, not be my bitch."

Amusementcan't find his brown eyes and before I knew it he had his arm wrapped around my shoulder laughing. "I like your attitude kid, but my question is why are you so important that I should point you in the right direction of him?" He asked as he walked inside of the alleyway into the now deserted streets.

I got telling him I was a doppelgänger and I was one of two and unless Elena hi kids they would be the last. Ever. As we made it to this big building in the courtyard for the very nice garden. I waited for him to say anything. I'm guessing he's waiting for answer him I debated my Word choice I would never be one of a kind. History could tell you that. " simply put I'm irreplaceable at this moment in time." Being a doppelgänger wasn't safe. You were always wanted by someone. Be it a originalor someone else who would want to kill you before anyone else got the chance. Telling this easy-going stranger I was a doppelgänger at this moment in time wasn't safe.

Letting go of my shoulder and stepping a good distance away. "Pleasedo you tell him why would you be irreplaceable to me." He spoke calmly trying to get a reaction out of me. I did hear him.

Slowly turning around I came face-to-face with the man that was supposed to be true evil. In all actualityit was the face of the man who helped dying children. I love my face or my slip from my calm look. I was short compared to him so I gestured for him to lower himself so I could whisper to him. He humored me by even letting me get close."I'm your doppelgänger." I whispered for only him to hear.