The Beginning

A deafening scream woke her up. Emma ran downstairs and found her brother Stefan draining the blood from their father's neck. This time she was the one screaming. Stefan stopped and ran over to his little sister. Luckily he was able to take control of his actions before placing her with the same fate as their father.

"Why did you kill daddy? Why?"

"Emma, it had to be done, it just had to."

Emma looked at her big brother with terror in her eyes. It did not go unnoticed, Stefan felt like a monster.

"Emma, I'm not going to hurt you. You have trust me right now."

"I'm scared."

"I know but we can't stay here. Please, run upstairs and pack all you can in five minutes."

"Stefan, I..."

"Emma, do not fight me on this, it's not safe for us here now. If they find you they will put you in an orphanage. I won't let that happen to you."

180 years later…

"Emma, do not fight me on this! Go upstairs, grab your school books, we are leaving for school in five minutes," ordered Stefan.

"You are not the boss of me!" Emma screamed while stomping her feet.

She ran upstairs but not before throwing a vase from the hallway down on the ground. Thirty seconds later she ran back downstairs with her school books and bag and was heading for the front door.

"You can't leave that vase there, clean it up!"

"NO!"

"Damnit Emma, you are being such a brat. Clean it up!"

"No, I'm not going to and now we're going to be late for school if we don't leave," said Emma mockingly.

"Ugh, you are so lucky Damon is out of town right now," said Stefan.

"Whatever, can we go now?"

Stefan grabbed his car keys and they were off to school. He was really losing his patients with his little sister. It was times like this when Stefan would wish that Damon didn't talk him into just having one disciplinarian for Emma. It had something to do with a too many cooks in the kitchen analogy and because he was the oldest it only made sense that the responsibility was left to him. At least Damon would be back by time they got home from school. The thought of that helped Stefan relax. It wasn't that Emma was a perfect angel around Damon but she did tend to behave a bit more than when he wasn't.

Stefan parks in the school parking lot and notices Elena is waiting for him. He gives her a huge smile and a small wave. Emma gets out of the car and starts to walk off without saying a word to Stefan. He yells out to her.

"Meet me back here right after school!" said Stefan.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah," Emma answered.

"I mean it!" Stefan ordered.

Emma didn't respond, she just kept walking as if he didn't exist.

"Honestly, she drives me so crazy sometimes," said Stefan to Elena.

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It wasn't that Emma hated Stefan but she has always carried a lot of anger towards him. It was he that killed their father and as a result had to go on the run with her brothers living wherever they could until things quieted down in their home town. It was during the time they were on the run when Emma was still human that she got really sick. She caught pneumonia and was close to dying. Damon couldn't bear the thought of losing his baby sister but refused to force a life onto her that she would despise. On her death bed, Damon asked Emma if she wanted to join him as a vampire. She was only 14 and wanted to do so much more before she died. She agreed to be turned and Damon did so as gently as he possibly could. Soon after they separated from Stefan for a number of years; but, Emma and Damon always remained together.

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It was three o'clock, school was over and Stefan was waiting for Emma by his car; three fifteen, three thirty and still no sign of his sister. He tried calling her on her cell phone several times but she never answered. He decided to go home thinking she may just have decided to walk home on her own.

Stefan opened the front door to find Damon cleaning up the broken vase.

"What happened this time?" asked Damon when he saw Stefan walk in.

"Just the usual Emma tantrum," answered Stefan.

Damon looked behind Stefan then asked, "Where is that little sister of ours?"

"I was hoping she was here. She never showed up after school and she isn't answering her phone," answered Stefan.

"What! No, she isn't here."

Damon took out his phone immediately and tried to call Emma himself. There was still no answer. He starting to get worried; she never ignored his calls on purpose before.

"Something is wrong. We have to search for her," said Damon.

They started their search in the forest. Three hours of frantic searching passed before Damon finally found Emma. He found her deep, deep in the forest just outside of town. She was sitting in a circle with four others, all holding hands and chanting.

"Emma!" Damon shouted as he quickly made his way to her side. "What in the hell are you doing?"

"Damn, chill out! My friends are just helping me get more in touch with nature."

"First of all, change your tone with me right now. Second, you just took off and didn't tell me or Stefan where you were. Third, it looked like you were about to do a lot more than simply be in touch with nature. I know a thing or two about witches. Now say good-bye, we're going home."

"No, I don't want to go yet," said Emma.

"I wasn't asking you. I'm telling you," demanded Damon.

He grabbed her hand and she jerked it back. He was about to grab her hand again and the two guys in the group stood up ready to help Emma. She didn't want any harm done to Damon nor to her new friends.

"Shane, Jazz, its okay I promise," said Emma. "I'll talk to you later."

She then left with Damon willingly. They didn't speak a word until they reached home. Damon called Stefan right away and told him that he found Emma and that she was home with him and safe. He hung up the phone then looked at Emma.

"I am very, very upset with you right now. Go up to your room and wait for me," Damon ordered.

Emma gave her big brother a pouty look then stomped off to her room. Damon paced back and forth until he was able to calm himself. Once he was in control of his anger he walked upstairs to properly deal with his rebellious and disobedient little sister.