Full Summary: Elena doesn't like who she's become now that she's been turned into a vampire. She realizes her life in Mystic Falls is deterioratibg, and decides it's best for her and her younger brother to move to Sunnydale, where she can finish the rest of her Senior year of High School. For a while she thinks she's escaped the threat of vampires, until she discovers Buffy and her gang, the Hellmouth, and the handsome, brooding vampire, Angel.

A crossover between the Vampire Diaries and Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Takes place somewhere in the beginning (Seasons 1-3) of Buffy, but will be AU for the most part.

Vampire Elena x Angel.

Dear Diary,

So I've moved.

Old friends of my parents visited Jeremy and I. They found out that our parents were dead pretty late, but offered to help us, offered us a new home.

It was a hard to decision to make but I did for Jeremy... and myself.

Ever since I died and became a vampire, I feel like who I truly was died as well. I'm not Elena Gilbert anymore, honestly I'm scared that I'm turning into Katherine day by day. I couldn't make a decision between Stefan or Damon, and the worst thing is I didn't feel guilty for it. I loved them both, and in a sick moment of weakness, I wanted them both.

I realized that I needed to stop thinking about myself. This will be better for Stefan, for Damon, and even Bonnie and Caroline. To not have to deal with me anymore... because I'm not the girl that Stefan or Damon should love, or the girl Bonnie or Caroline should be friends with... because I'm not worth fighting for. Have I ever been worth anything?

I don't know. But Jere and I are in Sunnydale, California now and we're going to make the most of it. I may be undead but I still want friends and a new life. A life without vampires, even though I am one. Let's hope this year goes right.

Elena shut her diary and looked out the window, comfortably curled up in her window sill, a place she usually sat to write in her old home. Her new bedroom was smaller but she had no complaints since she had been taken in, along with Jeremy, for free. This was a new opportunity for her and the corners of her lips turned upwards at the thought of a fresh start.

She jumped up and began to get ready. When she finally was, tugging the strap of her backpack over her shoulder, and went to knock on Jeremy's bedroom door. It flung open and he stood in the door frame, much taller than her. "Elena, how are you feeling?" he asked.

"Great," she said, smiling without forcing it for once, "Goodmorning, how are you?"

"Great. Have you, uh, had breakfast yet?"

Elena gave Jeremy a look, "I'll be fine, okay?" She knew it was her brother's round about way of asking if she'd fed yet. Of course she couldn't pack any blood bags and put them into Donald and Lisa's fridge for them to freak out about, she'd need to feed off of human blood, straight from the vein. But Elena had learned to hone this skill without killing anyone and cover her tracks all the while. Jeremy needn't worry. "Come on, we have school," that actually felt good to say, as she pat Jeremy's arm and went downstairs.

Donald and Lisa had a modest home. It still did not feel like home yet, but it was all Elena had left, she believed. The house lacked in family pictures, she noticed as well. She'd found out that Lisa couldn't have children, and that's why she was so open to the idea of letting Elena and Jeremy move in. This morning, the man of the household could not be found, but Lisa was in the kitchen preparing something.

"Oh, Elena," Lisa smiled. She was a petite woman with long, gold hair and warm eyes. "I'm almost done fixing your lunch."

"You didn't have to do that," Elena said, entering the kitchen. Human food wouldn't do much in her case, anyway.

"No, no, I've always wanted to do this," Lisa insisted, putting the last slice of bread on a sandwich before wrapping it in plastic. She put everything in a paper bag and went to Elena. "I hope you know we think of you like our own daughter, here, Elena." She handed Elena the lunch bag, which Elena took slowly, nodding. "And Jeremy is like our son. We're so happy to have you both here. Now, let me get Jeremy's lunch and then I can take you both to school."

This didn't feel like home yet, but Elena could picture building a life here.

Lisa drove the siblings to school and wished them luck as they got out. Elena wrapped her arm around Jeremy's as they made their way up the cement path into Sunnydale High School. The school was partially outdoors and mostly looked normal, which was as much as Elena could home for. She hadn't fed yet, and a part of her wanted to avoid it. She would be tainting this place that was untouched by evil and vampires. But soon, she privately decided, she would feed.

"So what do you think?" asked Elena.

A small, wide-eyed girl with long auburn hair caught Jeremy's eye. He continued to follow her gaze until she shrank away, behind her friend that was tall with black hair. "I think this place could be pretty cool," Jeremy finally answered.

"We should go to the principal's office," said Elena.

They found their way to the principal officer, sitting down before Principal Snyder himself, a short man with an obvious God complex over his school. "New students," he said with scorn, "I hate new students, bringing their weird ways to my school and throwing everyone else off track." Elena and Jeremy glanced at each other with faces that both read, 'What the hell?'

"You will not, I repeat, NOT do the things that you did at your old school. This Mystic Falls High or whatever was obviously a slacker school, but not Sunnydale. I expect you two will be on top of your grades, or else I don't want you in my school at all, you hear me?"

Elena inhaled deeply, resisting the urge to let some offhanded comment fly out of her mouth. Instead, she calmed herself. She could have compelled him, but she didn't. She was making progress, all on her own. "We hear you," she forced out.

"What a dick," Jeremy blurted the second he and his sister left Snyder's office. "No seriously, what a dick."

"You're telling me," Elena mumbled, "Some people just take their jobs too seriously." She stopped and turned, facing her brother, "But let's not let him get to us. This is still good, for the both of us, being here..."

"Yeah..."

"I know you didn't want to come at first. Granted, I could have compelled you, but you came. And that means so much to me," Elena said softly.

"I know, okay?" Jeremy half-smiled.

"Okay..." She glanced down at her schedule, "Now, we just have to get our books then find out classes. It says we should go to the library." They went to the library, finding a blonde girl and middle-aged man in some sort of serious conversation.

"The Doppelganger is coming, and she will bring evil!"

"Okay, so how do we find her?"

Doppelganger? "Excuse me," Elena cut in, not sure she wanted to hear the rest, "we're looking for some books."

The small, blonde girl and the man just looked at them.

"Books," said Elena, "For class. We're new." She gestured between her and her brother.

"Oh, yes, I will get those right away," the man had been the librarian. He rushed behind the counter to get the stack of school books they would need. He was tall, properly dressed, wore glasses and spoke in an intelligent English accent.

While Elena and Jeremy waited, the blonde came up, "Hi. I'm Buffy Summers." she smiled.

"I'm Elena Gilbert. And this is my brother, Jeremy," Elena returned the smile.

"Hey," said Jeremy.

"So, new students, huh?"

"Yeah, we came all the way from Virginia," Elena explained.

"Well if you ever need anything, I could always show you around," offered Buffy, "I came here not too long ago myself."

"That would be awesome, thanks."

"And here are your books," the librarian put the books on top of the front desk.

"This is Mr. Giles," Buffy introduced, "He lives here."

"I do not live here," Mr. Giles swiftly corrected her, "But do have a splendid first day, Elena and Jeremy."

"We'll try," Jeremy said as he took his stack of books, already heading out the door.

"Thanks. I'll see you around, Buffy," Elena claimed her books and followed her brother out. "Did you hear what they were talking about?" Elena muttered to him.

"They said something about the Doppelganger. That's you," Jeremy pointed out.

"For once, I'd like it not to be me," Elena almost hissed as her eyes hardened. So Sunnydale wasn't so 'sunny', was it?

In the library, Buffy turned around to Giles, "That was the Doppelganger chick, wasn't it?"

Giles looked down at one of his books lying on the wooden table, an old picture of Katerina Petrova in 1864 on one of the open pages. "I'm afraid so."