No matter how dark the moment, love and hope are always possible.
-George Chakiris

Human behavior flows from three main sources: desire, emotion, and knowledge.
-Plato

Dark Magic.

She rolled her eyes at the old script wondering if there was even such a thing. Witches never were very good at deciding what was right and what was wrong. In fact out of every species she had come to know over the years, witches were the most ironic of all.

Witches believed in honoring nature and achieving balance in the world. Odd really, since magic in itself is something completely unnatural…but try telling them that. So being just as unnatural as everyone else was there still room to label only some magic as Dark Magic?

She could practically hear her mothers' shrill voice screaming at her, calling her a demon as she pushed her into the lake. No one would have missed her, for she was a secret, in fact the best kept secret in the village. Born out of wedlock to a whore mother who couldn't even provide the basics of love to a child who was only of eight years. If she had been able to, she would've called her mother a demon, however with her small lungs full of water, she was unable to do so.

"Oh how times have changed," She smirked grabbing the book from the shelf and heading towards the librarian who hadn't stopped eyeing her since she came in.

He seemed nervous as she flashed him a perfect white smile, and pushed his black thick framed glasses up his face. "U-Um…"

"I'd like to check this out if that's okay…" She spoke with an accent that was unfamiliar to the Librarian as she lifted the name tag around his neck. "Allan."

He swallowed still intimidated by the beauty in front of him. Gaining only a small amount of composure he spoke, "Sorry but you can't take that home. It is a reference book for here in the library that is over-"

"A thousand years old…"

"Y-Yes," He stammered surprised she knew that. "Besides the language was lost so there's no one around to translate it for you…"

"That's alright," She lied, "I was simply fascinated by the pictures. Are you sure there's no way for me to take this even for just a few days?"

She flipped her raven hair behind her and batted her lashes for show. No matter the species men were still men. For the third time since she had approached him Allan swallowed and looked into her deep blue eyes.

"I guess, but only for two days, if my boss finds out he'll kill me," He stated pulling out a brown clipboard. "I'll need you to sign for it and leave an address and phone number."

She nodded filling out the information and grabbing the book. "Thanks again Allan, you've been a big help."

He waved at her in a dazed state as she exited grabbing the clipboard from on top of the desk. His smile disappeared quickly however when he saw the information on the clipboard.

Name: Sorry it's a secret

Address: From the north

Phone Number: 867-5309

The girl however was ecstatic having looked for this book for over four hundred years. It took countless people to help her locate it in a small library near Salem Massachusetts. Lucky for that, because if she hadn't of been able to find it, someone definitely would have heard about it.

She started her car, a simple Toyota four runner, nothing too fancy, unlike her Husbands tastes. He wanted the biggest and best of everything and heads would roll if that didn't happen.

Checking her mirror and starting the car she headed down the road. Wanting out of the state, and to be in a warm bed.

The drive was a fair distance to Jackson Mississippi, and she didn't want to be away from home any longer than she had too.

Driving as long as she could she found herself in Virginia. She had always loved this state, and had visited it many times over the years.

Welcome to Mystic Falls.

She was exhausted as she stepped into the bar. It seemed to be busy for a weekday and most of the clientele appeared underage, but who was she to judge. Grabbing a seat at the bar she pulled her phone from her pocket staring at the blank screen. Her eyes scrunched up as she shook her head. He should've called by now.

"Hey there."

Her head instantly snapped up to see the bartender staring at her with that disgusting 'I want you' look in his eyes. "What can I get ya good looking?" Rolling her eyes she stated,

"Bourbon on the rocks…and better make it a double."

As he left to get the drink she stiffened up as she felt someone slide into the seat next to her. The bartender came back to place the drink in front of her, and her neighbor laughed.

"A lady who likes Bourbon… now that's my kind of gal."

She rolled her eyes turning to look at who was making conversation and was met with blue eyes similar to her own staring at her with a cocky grin that normally would've made her snap. However this guy could be useful.

"My name is Damon, and I don't think I've seen you around here before," He smirked as she shook her head.

"Ya I'm just passing through, holding up here for the night and heading out in the morning," She stated as she did her best not to breathe through her nose. He smelt so good and she was needing a fix.

"Passing through hey," He asked, then ordered another round seeing as she had just finished her double within seconds. "So where are you from, your accent doesn't sound familiar?"

She knew that he was prying but she just shrugged and stated "All over."

He continued to make conversation with her, too which she would only give short and precise answers that would not lead him to know who she was. After the fifth round of drinks that were no longer doing anything to help with the urges she asked if he wanted to go back to her hotel room.

Damon nodded wanting to know more about this woman in front of him. She seemed so human, but he knew better than to trust anyone that was new to the city. He watched as she glanced at her phone again like she was waiting for an important call. "Someone forget to call you back?"

She snapped out of her thoughts and nodded. "But I'm sure its nothing."

'Or at least it better be nothing, he's five hours late..."

"You ready to get out of here…"

"Sure."

She watched as he placed a one hundred dollar bill on the counter and she walked with him to the door bumping in to someone along the way.

How she didn't lose her cool was beyond her. That brown hair hid nothing about the girls face. A face she had seen before many times. Perhaps it was the distinct human aura surrounding her that stopped her from grabbing the brunette by the throat and draining her of life. She quickly composed herself realizing that Damon knew these people, and that this girl was not the person she was so mad at.

"Damon," The man holding the girls waist stated as he looked over at her. "I shouldn't be surprised to find you here."

"Just finishing off the day with a bang, isn't that right sweetheart," He smirked grabbing onto her as she resisted the urge to kill him right then and there. "Elena shouldn't you be at home with Jeremy, keeping him in line?"

"I'm sure he's fine," the brunette, Elena, stated turning to the only unaddressed person standing there. "Sorry this is rude, I'm Elena."

"Kaley," She stated sticking out her hand attempting to remember the fake name she had given Damon earlier. "Nice to meet you."

Before the conversation could continue Damon called it off practically pushing Kaley out the door.

"Sorry about that, siblings you know?"

She nodded, although she did not have any sibling off her own, she had plenty of brothers-in-law and one sister-in-law that she had seen fight over the pettiest of things, funny how these two brothers were fighting over the same girl though.

Spotting an alley Damon took a chance and pushed his new friend gently against the brick wall of the building. "I just don't think I can wait for the hotel room…"

She nodded, hoping to get this over with as quickly as possible. She could feel his lips on her neck, and his hands on her body and sighed knowing how pissed off her husband would be if he was here. But a girl has to do what a girl has to do.

He quickly looked her in the eyes his pupils dilating, "Don't scream okay?"

She nodded slowly pretending that the compulsion had worked as he quickly lowered his fangs to her neck. Within seconds he stumbled back stuttering.

"W-What…"

"Oh thank god," She muttered placing her fingers on the wound in her neck. "You're the messiest eater ever."

Damon continued to spit up the blood realizing that it wasn't vervain making him act like this. "What are you?"

"Just a girl with a darkside," She stated as she grabbed his hand and Damon instantly began feeling weak. "Funny though, I seem to be feeling better since I met you."

Watching until he closed his eyes she quickly let his hand drop, feeling more refreshed than she had for days. Chances are she caught him after he had fed. With new found strength she headed towards her hotel room she had an important call to make.

After a quick shower she fell onto the bed before pulling out her cellphone. After hitting her speed dial one, she waited.

"Hello Love."

Hearing his voice made her want both destroy the room and melt at the same time.

"Don't hello love me!" she growled hearing his chuckles. "I'm serious! You were supposed to call me hours ago!"

"I do apologize sweetheart but there was a mix up and I also got an interesting call from Heath."

"Your informant?" She asked.

"That's the one. Turns out he has heard that there may be a doppelganger right here in the United States."

She could hear his smile through the phone and she began laughing. "What's so funny darling?"

"Nik how much do you love me? Because it better be more than Heath…"

"That's not even a competition Cassia. What? Have you heard the same during your trip?"

"Actually I can do one better. I stopped into this stupid little town in Virginia called Mystic Falls so I could rest up. Turns out there are vampires all over the place, which is great because I was starting to feel pretty low. So I'm leaving the bar to have a snack and who runs into me? Well at first I thought Katerina, but this girl was so human that it was impossible, then it clicked. Its her doppelganger!"

"I was certain the Petrova line ended with Katerina…"

"She must've had a child at some point, but don't you see what this means! You'll finally be free love! No more curse!"

He was happy to hear that she was so excited. Hearing her confirm something that he thought would never happen had brought the largest smile to his face. "There is still many things to prepare, including finding that moonstone."

"We will find it Klaus," Cassia stated into the phone. "Ill be home late tomorrow and then we can begin the preparations."

"Of course love I can't wait. It feels like its been years," He stated seductively as the goose bumps covered her arms.

"Its only been four days you insatiable vampire. Oh I also have more good news to share… I found the grimoire."

"That's wonderful!"

He knew that she had been searching for years for that book and was happy she had finally found it. Now matter how large his collection of grimoires grew none ever made her happy.

A slight yawn escaped her lips and Niklaus smiled softly. "I'd better let you get some rest love. Call me when you wake up."

"Goodnight Niklaus, I love you."

"I love you too."

Welcome to the prolouge. R&R