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The Niece – Chapter One

I could not believe I was standing in front of the Salvatore's Boardinghouse. It has been six years since I have been to this house. Uncle Zach is or was my favorite Uncle. I had not heard from him in five months and I was getting worried. The last time we spoke he told me that Uncle Stefan was home. Stefan and Damon were the biggest family secrete any family could have past down for decades. I never met them, but I was about too. I knew as soon as I knocked on that door I would come face to face with one of the vampires who have plagued my family. I knew in my gut that my Uncle was dead. I took a deep breath and walked up to the door and knocked.

The door opened and to my surprise a woman answered the door, 'Can I help you?' she said.

"Is Zach Salvatore at home?" I notice the sad expression that washed over her face and knew at that moment he was dead.

"I'm sorry he's not at home, but his nephews are here," she said as she opened the door wider. "I'm Elena" she introduced herself to me. Elena that name sounded familiar.

"Are you related to John Gilbert?" I asked.

"Yes, I'm his daughter,' she said with some disgust in her voice.

"I'm Selena, Zach's niece," I replied. I noticed the shock on her face. I knew right away she had no knowledge that Zach had real nieces and nephews. "So, Elena, you can cut the crap and you can tell me if my Uncles are home?" She looked shocked that I knew Stefan and Damon where not Zach's nephews. "Just tell me one thing, he's dead." I asked her.

"Yes"

I was silent as I processed the information. I knew he was gone, but to find out it was by one of those vampires made my skin crawl. I turned away from her and was surprised by a dark haired stranger looking at me with malice in his eyes. I knew this had to be one of my Uncles.

"Who are you?" he said to me with a smile. Cold chills went up my whole body. I could tell I was looking at a cold blooded killer.

"This is Selena, Damon, Zach's niece," Elena tried to say without her voice cracking.

"Um, I did not know my Uncle Zach had a niece."

"Cut the crap Uncle Damon! Which one of you killed Uncle Zach?" I shouted.

"Does it really matter?" Damon said sarcastically.

"It matters to me!" I had a feeling I was talking with Zach's killer even if he didn't say the words.

"Who's this?" Both Damon and I turn towards the voice and I couldn't believe my eyes it was my brother, but that couldn't be because he was at Virginia Tech. This had to be my Uncle Stefan.

"Well, brother, apparently this is our great, great, great, oh what even niece."

"Niece?" he questioned.

"I guess Uncle Zach kept me under wraps," I told him.

"Your right, Zach never mentioned you. I'm Stefan," he put his hand out for me to shack. I just walked right by him.

"So, I guess this place is belongs to me now." I said while looking around. I could see the blood boil up in Damon.

"Belongs to you, may I remind you that this place never belong to your uncle."

"Oh! Yes it does. Since, Zach is dead then I am his beneficiary. It's in his will."

"Prove his dead!" Damon challenged me.

"Your right, I can't prove it. Since, it is getting late and I'm tried can I get a room. This is still a boardinghouse is it?" I said. I need a private place to call Michael. I had to tell him about Uncle Stefan.

"Yeah, I'll show you to an empty room," Stefan gestured the way. I followed him up the stairs.

"So, how old are you Selena?" he asked.

"You can call me Lena, I'm seventeen. I'm on break from my boarding school."

"Which boarding school, Lena, I've been to a few in my lifetime," he smiled at me.

"Kingston Academy it is about two hours drive from here."

"Well, here you go. I have to warn you that there is another guest in the house that looks like Elena, but she's not her. Frankly, it's getting hard to tell the difference. She's like me and Damon so be careful." I watched him walk out of the room. I looked out the hall and he was gone. I shout the door and flipped my cell phone opened and dialed Michael's number. It rang for a short moment then I heard the hello from Michael's voice just like Uncle Stefan's.

"Michael, you are not going to believe where I am at?"

"Please tell me you are not at Uncle Zach's."

"I am here, but before you go all big brother on me I have to tell you something."

"What is it?"

"There here, Michael, Uncle Damon and Uncle Stefan and you will not believe this, but you look exactly like Uncle Stefan. You could be twins, Michael. Can you come down here?" I asked.

"I've got finales this week, sis, I'll be done tomorrow. Are you planning on hanging out there with those monsters?"

"Yes, Has Greta called?" I asked knowing it was a sore subject.

"No, she has not called. I guess I know why Klaus called me Stefan when he took Greta. I'll be down there as fast as I can. You stay safe."

"Do you think that our Uncles could help you get her back?"

"I'm not sure, but do not bring it up until I get there. You understand me."

"I understand, see you soon, I love you bro."

"I love you too, sis, be careful around them OK," I heard the cell go silent. How I had to figure out what to do for the next 24 plus hours before Michael shows up.