I don't own Vampire Diaries, or the characters unless I made them up. Plotline is mine, blah blah blah, not meaning to infringe on any copyright, yada yada yada. L. J. Smith is pretty much awesome and the true owner to the Vampire Diaries, and this will hopefully be the only time I have to say this for this fanfiction! Enjoy!
Vampires are the new race of humans. They have been for a little over a century. So little of us are left, humans that is. The only way to survive as a human is to be owned by a Vampire Lord.
Witches have gone extinct and werewolves abandoned the earth centuries ago leaving the humans with no protection.
Legend says that werewolves were the mortal's protectors. A single bite could kill a vampire. Over the battles and wars between the two races, the vampires almost died out.
And then a vampire family, the Smith's, found out how to stop the madness. They learned how to change a werewolf into a hybrid, half of each kind.
When this happened, the werewolves began dying out as the hybrids turned on their own kind to listen to their masters. But of course, the Smith's who created the hybrids went mad with power and wanted to be the only immortal beings. The vampire family sent the hybrids off to kill the rest of the vampires left so they would be the only living dead.
Humans went into hiding while the witches came out of their own silence. It was the first time in history that witch and vampire came together to stop a similar threat—The Smith's. The family that became great was just as quickly killed with the help of witches joining other vampire lords and ladies.
After the last battle, it was agreed among all vampires not to create hybrids, and that no more vampires were to be created. Thousands of Vampires were born that year to join the battle.
After the vampires survived, they killed the witches that helped them, worried that they too would turn and create another uprising. Werewolves, in turn, were either dead or becoming dead. To save their own race, they went into hiding. No one has seen them since.
After the war, vampires created a new order, making it so that they would own humans, and use them in whichever way they'd like. Some of us, the lucky ones, had actual jobs in the towns, working for their vampire lords and ladies. We all lived in a town that was owned by a vampire, if not, we were renegades and if found with no lord, were sent off to the blood banks.
The unlucky ones were thrown around from one vampire to the next, whoring our bodies in anyway they pleased. Our beauty made us so exquisite and enticing, we were the most fun to feed from and do things that was meant for marriage, not for food slavery.
The worst thing an owner could do with us was give us to the blood bank owners. That has always been my greatest fear. I've never seen one, but usually humans who break the law in an immense case are sent there. We are drained by vampires until we are dead. Used in any way they feed us, of course, so we can survive the torture. We are able to live for weeks in a blood bank, until we die out because we have no blood to pump through our veins.
My name is Caroline Forbes, I'm seventeen years old and one of the oldest of my kind. My father died as a Vampire Hunter, or so I'm told. He was one of the few and best, the only name that made vampires everywhere fear for their immortal lives since the war almost over one hundred years ago. My father, William Forbes, better known as Bill, created an uprising before I was born. He wanted to destroy the monsters that took away our free will and turn us into their personal food banks at their own convenience.
He ran away from his Vampire Lord while my mother stayed behind to give birth to me. She was seven months pregnant with me when he left. He rallied up men and women at his age of eighteen and made camp outside the homes of the undead as we called them, among other names. He would get the humans out and burn the vampires inside to waste into dust.
When my father was finally caught, after killing nearly twenty undead families, he was hung as a traitor to the vampire lords and ladies. That was the worst punishment given to a human. We were stripped of our clothes, and hung until our necks broke. They would leave us up until the lords and ladies couldn't handle the stench that our bodies cast out. People would walk with heads down in respect of the dead and fear from the undead.
When it was found out that he, my father, had a wife, they killed her too. My Mother was able to put me in hiding before the vampires found out William Forbes had an heir.
A small human family own by Lord Salvatore had recently given birth to a daughter. They knew my parents well but didn't join the uprising. When mother was killed, they took me under their name. They claimed to the town that she bared twins, and I was a miraculous surprise.
My true name is Caroline Forbes, but they call me Caroline Gilbert now.
Bum bum bum. Next chapter will be posted next Friday before midnight.