Her low heels clicked along the wooden floor of the Salvatore house, her icy blue eyes watching her every step as her elegant dress floated around her ankles. Cocking an eyebrow to the side, she could hear in the distance the groans of pain that emerged from her younger brother's throat. She smirked lightly to herself, knowing that Katherine was here. A cough sounded from behind her and she turned, her long mahogany curls falling over her shoulder, her eyes landing on the young man she loved dearly.
"She's here," she said simply and he nodded his head, stepping to her side and letting her arm hook with his. "Both brother's are captured within her grasp, they are rather more stupid than I thought."
"How can you possibly be related?" he asked pressing his warm lips to her cold skins. She shrugged her petite shoulders lightly and smiled, showing her pearly white teeth in full.
Victoria Salvatore was the eldest of the three siblings and only daughter of Giuseppe Salvatore, a powerful man in the town of Mystic Falls. Victoria, unlike her brothers was rarely mentioned within the town. She had relocated outside of Georgia when marrying her husband young. At the age of 24, she had been bound in matrimony for five years of her long life ahead of her.
"Please go find my father," she said softly, her pupils large as she looked directly into the smiling mans eyes. She smiled a risky smile as he nodded, kissing her delicate hand before leaving the area around her. Once alone in the long corridor, she rolled her eyes and stepped forward, entering the dark parlour to see one of her siblings resting in his usual spot by the liquor cabinet.
"Hello brother," Victoria sneered seeing him turn abruptly in his position with fright. "I'm guessing that Katherine has given you somewhat of a break considering Stefan seems to be enjoying the pain,"
Damon's young eyes lit up at the sight of his elder sister. "Victoria, what are you doing here? Where's Oliver?" he questioned, pushing himself from his chair and striding towards his sister, moving to embrace her.
"Talking with father about our attempts at finding residence back home," she told. "Mystic Falls seems a popular spot nowadays,"
"There is always room for you both here," he said genuinely as he pulled himself back from his sister. He looked her up and down, taking in the image of the sister he had looked up to for longer than he knew.
"I'm guessing you know Katherine's secret by now, Damon." It wasn't a question, she knew he did, she could see it in his eyes the love he felt for the girl a floor above them. "Little brother, you should know something about myself that only Katherine knows. You should know my secret"
The hill that looked over Mystic Falls stood proudly before the old cemetery. In her view, she could see her fathers resting place, the boarding house that her brothers called home. She could hear everything they were saying. She could hear Elena, the girl who she would meet shortly.
"Oh Mystic Falls, you haven't changed a bit," Victoria smirked the same smirk she had in 1864, the same smirk that her brother had copied from her. As the sun emerged above the horizon, her face was illuminated. There was not a single line of age on her face, her eyes still sparkling as if it were he day after she had returned home. It wasn't 1864 anymore, the 2010 air span around her as she looked over the small town below her, well it wasn't so small anymore. Victoria Salvatore was back in town and she had heard everything her brothers had been doing since their return. Now, it was time for hers.