So, a few of you lovely readers might know my story The Lines That Lie Between and I have a bit of a verse going there… Well, here is my newest idea for a klaroline multi-fic :) This idea has been rumbling around in my head for a while but, anyways, here you go.

I hope you're interested! Fingers crossed!

Disclaimer: Don't own TVD.

Prologue

Caroline ran as fast as her feet would carry her, her heart pumping wildly, adrenaline rushing through her veins, allowing her legs to move faster than they ever had before. Not that it would help her.

How did I end up here?

She knew she couldn't escape him; she was physically incapable. But even if she did, what was there left for her?

A year ago Caroline had been happily at home, going through her normal, high school life. The fact that her biggest problem had been to find matching shoes to go with her dress for the Winter Formal made her laugh now.

She'd been so shallow.

Her feet continued to carry her but already she could feel the exhaustion setting in. Come on Caroline, get moving! Do you want Damon to make fun of you for being slow as well as blonde when you get home? Caroline felt herself get choked up as she thought of her friends.

I wonder how they are. Do they miss me? Elena… Bonnie…. Matt, Tyler… Damon… Stefan…

Her breathing was coming heavier now, and she was panting sporadically. She knew then she wouldn't make it away from him. She had just been giving into an illusion if she thought she ever could. She was only human and he…

He was more powerful than anything. He was everything.

Who had she even been kidding?

Still, even though in her heart she knew she would never make it, she still had to try. She couldn't give in. That just wasn't her. Caroline Forbes may have been as shallow as a kiddie pool but she was not a quitter. Despite the fact that her devastation was almost suffocating her, she didn't stop running.

So even as her legs began to tremble in pain, about to give out, she didn't stop.

The farther she got the more that little naïve hope of escape rose in her again. Maybe he doesn't know… Maybe I'll actually do it… Maybe I'll actually get away… She ignored the little twinge of pain that betrayed her as she thought of the fact that she might never see him again if that happened…

I can't think about it. I can't think about before. This is now. Now is different. He isn't who I thought he was.

I'm not who I thought I was.

Her running had long slowed down, her body only being able to take so much abuse. Yet even as she slowed, she did not allow herself to rest. This was her only chance; she wasn't about to let it go.

Come on! You're getting closer!

And then she heard it and all hope flew out of the window. The telltale footsteps. It was over. She was caught. Caroline's devastation grew by miles. A familiar hand suddenly grabbed her upper arm, pulling her back, causing Caroline to let out a gasp as she fell into his chest.

She froze.

Caught. Caught. Caught. The word rung in her head.

She looked up slowly to meet a pair of furious, blue eyes set in a devilishly handsome face. She swallowed nervously.

"Klaus." She whispered.

Of course I couldn't do it. Of course I was caught.

He would never have let me escape. No, not me.

I'm his little doppelgänger, after all.

This is more of a foreshadow of what is to come in the future than a prologue, chapter one will start at the very beginning.

Thanks for reading and let me know if you'd like to see more!

RW