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Chapter One: Home Sweet Home

I walked the dreary streets I used to call home. They used to mean comfort and happiness at one point in my life, but now it's just a haunted town of misery. I'm sure much has changed, just like the rest of the world. A part of me misses being here, the other wants to burn it right now to the ground. Nonetheless I am here and there is no turning back now. A sign for the Mystic Grill was bright in this night and I heard a familiar voice inside. I let my feet trot step by step until I reached the glass windows peering into the grill. I looked around to find him. Then I see him. His icy blue eyes burn into my hazel ones. I smirked as his face turned as if he has seen a ghost. I walked away and I knew he would come after me so I sped out into a random street. And into another until I was certain my trace was gone.

My feet endlessly took me around this damned town. I somehow ended up at my old home. Home. I never thought I would see it again. Yet my brother's actions led me right back. I heard no one inside so I waltzed right in. Everything seemed different, but it felt exactly the same as it did about a century and a half ago. I walked the halls and landed to a room that felt right for me. I laid on the empty bed, in the empty room, in the empty house. Until I heard footsteps. I rose up in fear then I remembered the worse that could come wouldn't be anyone to be afraid of, neither of which would care kill their precious sister. I sat down innocently as a familiar face came into viewing.

"Hello. Katherine? No, you must be the new doppelganger." I eyed the girl and she did the same to me. She looked exactly like Katherine with a few minor differences. For instance, Katherine's hair was curly not strait.

"Who are you?" She stepped back a bit as I stood up.

"Now you really don't have to be afraid. I already had my dinner. Anyways, who are you?"

"If I yell Stefan or Damon would kill you-"

"Do it!" I agreed in happiness. "I cannot wait to see them."

I grinned at this girl and her face of confusion was pretty amusing. "Once again, who are you?"

"Lydia Salvatore, at your service," I said as I bowed to her. Her face was priceless. "Don't look- wait. I was never mentioned? You do know Damon and Stefan are my brothers, right?" Once again she did not know what to say. I felt a bit awkward as she tried to think of something. "Well I will say this, you are much quieter then Katherine."

She smiled as she said," I'm sorry, I'm not used learning about things like this out of no where. I-I'm Elena Gilbert."

"Gilbert? It's amazing how the Petrova bloodline came into the Gilbert line. I will tell you this: I hated your ancestors. They were quite annoying." I walked around the room as Elena watched me closely. "Elena, where are my brothers?"

"They should be here soon..." she quietly spoke. She was terrified yet, she still placed a brave face.

"Listen, you can trust me. At least for the time being. You're not why I am here, my brothers are," I took a step towards her and she took one back. I smirked at her actions. " Damon and Stefan, my brothers who I loved so very much, but I don't know how to approach them with the whole I'm-a-vampire-just-like-you situation." I stood there biting my lip, my eyes looking around as I thought of a way to gracefully tell them that I am a vampire.

Elena grinned a bit as she asked, "Wait, they don't know you're a vampire?" I smiled and shook my head. She burrowed her eyebrows together as she tried to figure me out. "Why are you happy? They're gonna be...well shocked."

I sighed and looked down with my eyes. "Listen, they don't know because it was better for them to not know, but our path's have crossed and I had no choice. I just need to somehow calmly tell them that I'm a blood sucker. Also I look a bit older than they remember. I'm probably the same age as Stefan or older."

I looked at the Gilbert before me. She appeared to be sorry for me. Then her blood. I may have already eaten dinner, but her sympathetic look gave me a reason to drain her dry. Her veins carried the alluring blood that filled every one of my senses that were about to lose control. My eyes turned red and my veins became black as Elena began to worry. That's when I ran out of the boarding house. I sped out, but was immediately thrown down by someone and they put a stake through my stomach. I screamed so loud that people on the other side of the world would probably be able hear me. The pain pounded through every inch of my damned body. Then I looked up to my attacker, ready to kill them.

That's when I saw his icy blue eyes burn into my hazel ones.

"Brother..." I whispered out. His eyes grew wide and yet the stake was still pierced into my stomach. He finally came to his senses and took it out. I gasped as I could move more comfortably than a few seconds ago. I laid there with my eyes closed as my body healed itself. When it was done, I opened my eyes. Standing there was my brother. He didn't look shocked, like a few moments ago, he looked angry. The same expression for when I stole one of his items. I avoided eye contact for a bit then looked him strait in the eye. "Hi."

"What the hell are you doing here? No, I don't mean here in Mystic Falls. I mean here , as in you should by laying in a grave somewhere. Dead. Don't give me that crap that you missed your darling brothers. Don't! Tell me the truth or I will take this stake and jam it right into your stomach again," he said as he got angrier with each sentence spewing out of his mouth. My heart shattered into millions of pieces as I listened to him. He was my favorite and vice versa. I was never treated with such anger. This was nothing I expected at all.

Tears started to form around my eyes, my voice shook as I said, "I-I...do miss you and Stefan-"

"DON'T GIVE ME THAT BULL-CRAP!" Damon yelled. I flinched in response.

"Damon!" A familiar voice yelled at him. I looked to my right and there was Stefan along with Elena. I stood up right next to Damon as Stefan appeared in front of us. "Lydia?

I nodded my head with my eyes fixated on the ground as I expected more yelling coming from Stefan. Silence. My gaze went up and Stefan looked speechless. Then he embraced me in a bone crushing hug and I hugged back. "I missed you so much, brother."

"I thought you were dead." He said to me. We separated, I looked up to him and just shook my head. "When did this happen?" That was a story I was not yet ready to tell. I still needed a certain Original to give me back my memories.

I pinched the bridge of my nose as I began to think about the parts I can recall. "To be honest, I don't remember exactly how I was turned. A vampire turned me, but erased my memories. I remember father practically selling me to that blacksmith... he would beat me constantly and rip every letter I tired to send to the both of you," I said as those memories flashed through my mind. "The only time I had to myself was when I had finished the house duties and he was at work... then the vampire came into the picture and he changed my life. I don't remember much because he erased those memories. I remember telling him about my life and next thing I know I'm a vampire in the early 20th century."

Guilt washed over Stefan's face as I spoke of the atrocities I endured while being married to the damned blacksmith. He felt responsible for not ending the cruel life I was living, but that was all in the past. I reached out to embrace him, but he spoke, "If the vampire could erase your memories then that must mean he was powerful. Do you remember his name?"

The strangers name. Throughout my deathless time on earth, I never remembered his name. Just like many of the memories, that are an endless black pit, his name is placed in that dark part in time. "I don't. I do recall that he had dark hair, dark coffee-colored eyes and he would speak about the most marvelous times he had throughout time and I would just listen like a child being told a bedtime story. From the memories I do remember, after the fact that part of my life was made into a blur, he was never part of it. I never encountered him anymore." I remembered the strangers voice, face, everything, but his name. Sorrow came across my emotions. To know all the good feelings and memories I had of this man, but never knowing who he really was, only a memory. A faded memory.

"That's terrible," Elena said to me.

"It was a pick your poison type of ordeal. Either forget a huge chunk of your life or remember that horrible thing that made you needed to forget in order to survive. I did leave a note to myself before the compulsion stating that it was better to forget what happened and that it was my choice." I slightly chuckled to myself. "If that were me now I would just prefer remembering." My eyes lingered toward Damon. He showed no emotion, which I saw as being worse than being angry. I just wanted to wrap my arms around him for comfort, but there was more chances of him staking me than to hugging me back.

"Well it's getting late. Elena do you mind heading home? We gotta catch up with Lydia," Stefan kindly asked her.

"Yeah of course. It's nice to meet you Lydia. Goodnight." With that she walked off to her car and that's when Damon's face softened a bit.

"Well let's go inside and have a glass of blood...with extra bourbon for me," Damon neutrally said. I can't blame him finding out this way, it was definitely not the way I wanted to come out to my brothers. It's difficult to hide the biggest secret when it is pumping through my veins and creating an animal instinct within me. As I stepped through the doors I immediately sensed someone else. A girl appeared in front of us and she looked petrified. "Stefan, sister do you mind getting more blood? I think we're going to need it."

I didn't question his motives, I just followed Stefan down to the basement. He handed me a blood-bag and I nicely thanked him. I leaned against the door frame as he grabbed to more bags. I look at Stefan and he graciously welcomed me back into his life unlike Damon. "Stefan, do you think Damon hates me?"

Stefan stopped and looked at me with a puzzled look. I used to be so close to Damon and for him to shut me out just like that was unnatural. Stefan softened to a sympathetic reaction. I took a deep breath in as I waited for his answer. "Lydia, he- we've gone through hell and back. Seeing you come back is both a miracle and a concern. I'm sure Damon is just processing it all with the whole vampire thing. He'll come around."

I sighed as I thought about my human life. "I sure hope so, if he doesn't I would never now how to go on without him. No offense, but I was closer to Damon and I just expected a...gentler reaction." Stefan stayed silent as he poured the blood into glasses. I helped him grab the third cup and an empty one for my blood. I didn't move from all of the guilt that washed over me in that small moment in the basement.

"Don't think to much about it. Damon will come around," Stefan said as we walked back into the living room. Stefan hands the blonde a glass and I uncomfortably handed one to Damon. He didn't even acknowledge the small gesture. "So what happened?"

The girl wanted to tell them, but I could easily tell she was uncomfortable with my presence. Damon rolled his eyes and said, "Caroline this is my sister who never died, Lydia. Lydia, Caroline." Caroline's expression was surprised like Elena and was about to ask me something if it wasn't for Damon. "Just tell Stefan what happened."

Caroline's attention quickly turned back to her story. I wasn't interested in her fright encounter until she mentioned it was Katherine. She continued to tell her run in with Katherine. Katherine desperately wanted the moonstone, so much that she would kill. Her heartless character doesn't surprise me, but I do know why she lusted for the moonstone. My curiosity went on and my attention was somewhere else. My focus went back to Caroline when she said, "Can we just give her the moonstone so she'll leave?"

"No," I quickly said. The three looked at me oddly. "Katherine cannot get her hands on the moonstone." Damon actually looked at me without the intention of staking me."Katherine's sudden interest in this moonstone has a purpose, it didn't just come out of thin air and I would do anything to ruin that and more."

"She's right. We have to kill her, at the masquerade," Damon quickly added on.

"And I'll happily spill her blood," I said. Stefan eyed me suspiciously. "I have lived a life, Stefan. I've encountered Katherine too many times and I will gladly get rid of her. I will gladly end her life as quickly as she ruined mine."

"You're not going to kill her," Stefan said.

"I am," Damon said.

"Neither are you, because I am." I smiled as I knew that meant that Stefan wasn't hungover Katherine anymore. Katherine quickly told me what she did to my brothers when I first met her. Her actions to my brothers are one of many reasons I should rip her throat out. I could have just killed her when I found out, but that was when I thought that I would never see her again and I was clearly wrong.

"Listen Caroline, we'll figure out something and let everyone know tomorrow before the ball. Get some rest, it's going to be a long day tomorrow," Stefan told her. She quickly said her goodbyes and then there was an awkward silence between the three of us. I was sitting on the couch as my brothers stood up looking at me.

I decided to break it from a sudden realization. I stood up and looked at Damon. "Why haven't you said my name? You've only said it when introducing me to Caroline, even then you said it as if I was your enemy. I'm your sister Damon. Family."

"You are suppose to be dead-"

"So are you, but alas we are here and I'm still your little sister, Lydia Salvatore."

Damon just glared at me, chugged down his drink and walked away. The brave face I put for Damon quickly disappeared. I broke down crying on the couch and Stefan quickly came to my aid. He swayed me back and fourth, like when we were young, until I could breathe clearly again. To have him shut me out, as if I was a stranger, was something I would expect from Stefan more than Damon. Time really had changed us.

"Shh, shh it's gonna be okay. He just needs time." I listened to those comforting words Stefan kept telling me. I don't cry at all, I guess my walls broke down when I saw my brothers. My emotions hyped up after all the years of calming them down. All because of family.

After a few minutes I calmed down. I wiped my tears away along with the eyeliner that went with it. Stefan turned me so I was facing him and he hugged me. It took my by surprise, but I embraced him right back. I never realized how much I missed my siblings until this moment. No words, no audience, just genuine care towards one another. That long awaited embrace of loved ones. This reunited moment of relief that we have a second chance to be together as family.

I took a deep breath before letting go. I looked at my brother as he looked the same as I remembered. A small smile plastered on my face as I stood up. "I would love to catch up, but I'm really tired. Is there a room I can have for the night?" Stefan nodded his head as he stood up and led me down the halls. We ended up at a room near the end of the hall. "Thank you."

"Anything for you. From here on out this is your room. This is you house too," Stefan said. I smiled at this kind gesture. I didn't know how to reply so I just hugged him once more. "Goodnight Lydia."

"Goodnight bro," I replied and he chuckled as I closed the door. I took a look around and it was simple enough. I practically threw myself on the bed and I didn't go right to sleep as I hoped I could. I grinned at the fact that I was back with my brothers, even if Damon was giving me the cold shoulder. I never really realized how much I missed the two of them. I remember when Katherine told me they were alive and I had never smiled so much in my life, I could have sworn my mouth was going to rip like the Joker. A few moments passed and swiftly fell into a much needed sleep.

Ta-da! This is my Vampire Diaries FanFic which is the main reason why I've been neglecting my Teen Wolf FanFic, but I'm completely focused now that my seasonal job has ended.

So around chapter four or three I'm going to make it fast forward to the beginning of season three which is where I wanted to start in the first place, but there were some compulsion difficulties which you'll learn about in the next two chapters.

Anyways, I hope you all enjoyed it and, as always, please review :)