Definitely know I shouldn't be posting this one up but I digress...I just can't help myself lol

I hope you all like it, another fan-fic idea that I have been playing around with.

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Life is a gift…

Immortality a curse….

Many people spend their entire lives searching for some magic tonic that will make them immortal.

I honestly don't know why some people find living forever so appealing. I know firsthand that being immortal isn't all that it's cracked up to be.

What's worse is that I never wanted to be immortal to begin with—I actually wanted to die.

Funny how that works, isn't it? You want to die, you end up living forever. Heh.

By first glance, one would be quick to assume that I'm only sixteen or seventeen. Well, I'm actually just a little bit older than that.

I've had many friends during my long life. But with friends come enemies…

And with enemies comes pain, unimaginable pain but also insatiable pleasure…

~Temptation~

I grabbed her hand. "Come on you have to run faster Katerina!" I hissed.

"I'm trying." She panted picking up the pace.

We didn't stop running till we got near my home.

I sighed with relief before ushering her inside.

"Sit sit sit." I sat before pushing her into a chair. I grabbed a bowl full of water with a rag and began cleaning her wounds.

She didn't need to tell me what happened. My eyes took in her swollen face; tear filled eyes, before trailing down to her torn and tattered dress my eyes finally landing on her dirtied legs where a thin trail of blood flowed from between her legs.

She had been raped.

I helped clean her up before pulling her into my arms. She fought at first. But I was stronger. She finally sagged against me, sobbing.

After she had calmed down and fallen asleep in my bed. I grabbed my cloak and a wooden box from my drawer, and set off into the night.

I didn't take me long to track them.

The fools that they were; were still gloating over their conquest of the night.

Still taking about her screams, her begging for them to stop…

My cloak covered my head blanketing my face, to any onlookers.

I pulled out my wooden box and opened it.

There laid brass pipes.

I walked out of the shadows, catching the men's attention.

Seven. There were seven men. I smirked seven simple brass pipes, bound in silver for the seven unlucky souls, that stood before me.

"Who goes there?" A man said.

I said nothing instead bowing to them.

"Do you have a death wish boy?" Another asked.

I shook my head before showing them the pipe.

They laughed. "How'd you get your hands on a piece of junk?"

They laughed and I smirked bringing the pipes to my lips, proceeding to play. The men stilled instantly.

I watched all of them as they watched me, entranced with the sound coming from the pipes.

I turned and started walking, I didn't need to look behind me to see them following.

I walked to the middle of town and continued to play.

Seven men.

All husbands, all fathers.

Seven men.

Seven unlucky wives, sons, and daughters.

I danced in the middle of the town square intertwined the notes.

The men did my unspoken bidding.

Six men picking their weapons of choice.

A two handed sword. A pike. Bow and arrows. An axe. A mace, and my favorite. A torch.

I blew a sharp tune before whispering into the pipes. The men stood erect frozen to the spot.

None of them even blinking except for one, the main one. Philip.

I walked towards him. "Philip Piero. Are you a good man?" I asked.

"Yes." He answered without a doubt. "Who are you what do you want?"

My lip twitched in amusement. "I think you know who I am Philip, I bowed again flashing my pipe. I have many names, one of them, the piped piper, others know me by a different name."

His eyes nearly bugged out of his head. He tried to move but he realized he couldn't.

"Are you a hard worker?" I asked continuing my questioning.

"Yes. Please let me go. I have a family, mister piper a wife a son. Please I can't leave them alone."

I nodded. "Ok. I'll let you go, but what one more question first. Ok? Then I'll set you and your friends free."

He relaxed. "Ok."

"Are you a faithful husband?"

"Yes." He nodded. "I love my wife; I would never hurt her-"

Faster than he anticipated I stuck him across the face.

"Liar." I hissed before I chuckled dangerously. "Philip, you just lied to me."

"No. I give you my word."

"You have no word. Or honor, which is why you and your pathetic comrades took it upon your selves to take what wasn't yours. Stealing a young girl's virginity. You make me ill."

His whole demeanor seemed to shift.

"I took what was offered to me. The girl was brazen. And she knew not her place. So I showed it to her."

My shoulders shook with rage. "She is my friend. My family. My sister."

"No one hurts my family." I hissed grabbing his chin and digging my nails into the flesh until bloodshed. "No one."

I released his face, walking towards his friend.

I took the two handed sword. Watching him.

I lifted the sword before handing it to Philip who had no choice but to take it. I looked at the man his body was frozen but his face wasn't.

"Please…don't kill me…" He begged.

I cackled. "Please?" I looked behind me towards Philip. "Did you hear that Philip. He is begging. Begging for you not to kill him."

I looked at the man. "Did she beg? Did she beg for you lot to stop?"

Tears escaped his eyes giving me my answer.

I flicked my wrist and Philip's body acted on my command, swinging the sword right underneath his ribs. His guts spilling on the ground.

"You are a monster. A villainous fiend." Philip cried, covered in his friend's blood.

"Maybe. But so are you. Proceed." I said coolly.

Slowly each one perished.

A pike through the stomach.

Arrows through the heart.

An axe to the back.

A mace to the head.

He stood before the last man. This man was different than the rest though.

He was younger too, around Katerina and my age.

Philip was covered in blood. "Please!" He cried out. "Please. I cannot kill him. I won't."

I walked over to the young man.

I caressed his familiar face.

"Hector…" I said his name softly.

He stared at me with hate filled eyes brown eyes. "Morgana."

"What?" Philip's head snapped looking towards me with wide eyes.

I chuckled before removing my hood. Brown strands cascaded down my back like molten chocolate.

I stared at Hector. "I warned you Hector. I warned you if you hurt her I would make you suffer."

"And suffer I have, I have watched my father kill his comrades. Have I not suffered enough?"

My hazel eyes glowed as I snatched the torch from his hand. "No. Not nearly enough. I am going to watch your father, destroy what he loves most. His beloved son."

I watched as Philip now tried to struggle against me. His efforts were futile.

I watched with a malicious grin as Philip screamed in horror as his hands threw the torch on his son. His only son.

"No!" He screamed as Hector started screaming in pain as the crimson flames engulfed his body.

I flicked my wrist throwing him into a wagon.

I grinned in satisfaction as Hector fell to the ground dead.

"You are the devil! Pure evil! You will burn in the lowest depths of hell!" Philip cried.

I turned to face him with a pout on my lips.

"That's not very nice."

I walked over to him bending down to his level.

"Go on witch. Kill me. Kill me and get it over with!" Philip hissed.

I frowned before laughing. "No. I'm not going to kill you, at least not yet. You do not get that mercy. No, tonight you won't have eyes; you won't have ears or a tongue. You will wander around the afterlife blind, deaf, and dumb, and all the dead will know this is the noble Philip. The fool that dared to hurt my family."

I made it back to my home just as the sun appeared in the sky.

I quickly attempted to clean myself, but I wasn't quick enough.

I had forgotten the early riser that Katerina was.

"Where have you been?" She demanded we she saw me. Her eyes widened as she took me in.

"What have you done sister?"

I stared at her, before turning away with a shrug. "You'll hear soon enough."

She didn't know what I meant until the first scream of a newborn widow pierced the morning air.

~Temptation~

Another powerful contraction took hold of her – the strongest one yet.

I watched as Katerina gasped at the intensity of it and breathed deeply into it, letting out a low moan as she relaxed back into the bed.

"Morgana, help me!" She cried out to me. Of all her family in the room, she called for me.

"A woman's body knows how to birth a baby." I said grabbing a wet towel and wiping her face. "All you have to do is stay calm and let it happen."

She nodded seemingly relaxed by my words of wisdom.

The baby came. It was a girl and she was beautiful.

I stepped out filling a pang of jealousy and longing in my heart. I would never be able to birth a child.

I briefly entertained the idea of adoption as I gave her and her family time to welcome the new child.

When I returned, I knew something terrible had happened.

The house was silent and cold. Not at all welcoming for a new child.

I shoved past Katerina's sisters and her mother. I briefly noted that her father wasn't here.

I sneered. Although I would be surprised if he was; he was ashamed of her, ashamed of Katerina's child.

He just assumed that she spread her legs for any man, but he didn't know the true story and he never would.

I found her crumpled in her room. She looked up when she heard me shift towards her.

There was no sound of a child. No smiles from a new mother.

"Katerina?" I asked confusion and worry etched across my features.

"He took her. I didn't get to see her, or hold her in my arms. He took her." She sobbed and I hugged her.

We stayed like that till the sun rose the next day.

When Katerina healed, her father continued his cruel treatment. As if it wasn't bad enough for him to take her child and give it away, but he was now banishing her from her home country.

Katerina's tear stained face broke my heart when she told me.

"I will know no one. I will be alone." She cried.

I hugged her as I heard her whisper.

"Please don't leave me alone. I'm afraid I will never come back. I don't want to be afraid. Stay with me please." She pleaded with me squeezing me tightly.

She was weak, and vulnerable. Anybody would just take advantage of her, I couldn't let that happen. She was my family and I was hers.

"You need not ask such a thing, I had already packed. Did you honestly think I wouldn't accompany you?" I said looking back into her eyes.

Her brown eyes met mine, and for me they melted and became the soft doe brown eyes I always envied.

"No." She said with a chuckle. "I guess deep down I knew."

I nodded. "Now, when are we leaving?"

"Soon." She said her eyes dimming.

When she said soon she wasn't kidding.

I watched Katerina enter the carriage without a word of good bye towards her family. At this point she was just as disappointed in them as the proclaimed to be in her.

I was about to enter the carriage when her father grabbed my arm.

I narrowed my eyes at him. "Release me."

He narrowed his eyes in return. "I ask that you-"

"You ask me nothing." I said my glare making him flinch. "You are not at any position to ask anything of me."

"But I will ask anyway. Protect her." He said.

I sneered at him. "You would dare imply that I wouldn't. You blood of her blood, who is supposed to be her protector… As I said…You ask nothing of me."

I jerked my arm from his hold and entered the carriage with my head held high.

England seemed to prove disastrous for the both of us.

We weren't there for even a month before Katerina caught the eyes of a man named Trevor.

He seemed quite smitten.

So we he invited us to his Lord's birthday celebration, I wasn't surprised.

I was surprised however we I ran into some people I didn't think I would see in a while.

Katerina was dressed in a dark wine colored dress, her curly hair pinned up.

I wore a light blue dress and left my curly hair down.

I was talking to another girl at the party, when I felt eyes on me.

I shrugged it off ignoring it.

As the night droned on I slowly but surely made my way outside.

I was leaning against the baloney when I felt a presence behind me.

Instead of turning around I stood gazing at the half hidden moon.

"Why is it that I always find you basking in the moon light?" He asked curiously.

"Why do you always want to know more about me?" I countered.

"Well, it is my birthday." He said with a chuckle.

I turned looking at him. He hadn't aged a bit, but then I hadn't expected him to. He like myself was cursed with immortality.

I took him in, it had been a while since we had crossed paths, but it was a small world.

"To what do I owe this honor?" I said looking him into his blue eyes.

He smiled. "I see time hasn't changed you."

I stared at him blankly. "If you are here then Elijah, Rebekah and Kol can't be too far behind."

His eyes lost my hold briefly. "Elijah is here..."

"And Rebekah and Kol?" I asked.

He shrugged. "Rebekah is inaccessible as of now."

"And Kol?"

He shrugged indifferently.

"Still punishing him are we?"

"He'll learn not to seek what be longs to me." He said coolly.

My eyes narrowed as I glared at him before I proceeded to push by him. "You are still such a child."

He grabbed my arm. "One would think you would learn to never turn your back on me."

I sneered. "The same could be said about those who touch me without permission."

His face scrunched up in pain as he let go, grabbing his head and falling to his knee.

I walked towards the door that would lead back to the hall where the celebration was being held.

I looked back towards him to hear his laughter. "You never change, you are the only constant in my life, I can't lose you."

"That is what you do not see, you never had me." I snapped.

He shook his head. "I had you, more than once, in many different locations, several different ways…"

I resisted the urge to claw his baby blue eyes out. That's what he wanted, that what he always wanted form me. the little sadomasochist.

But I wouldn't give in not this time. I gave a smirk of my own. "Yes I remember, but then again so did your brother Kol, and he was exquisite…"

I left him glaring daggers into me, the veins under his eyes appearing as he bared his fangs.

I quickly found Katerina and I grabbed her hand.

She frowned. "Sister? What ails you?"

"We must leave. Now. I will explain sister, but right now please trust me. we must leave. Please…"

She read the urgency in my eyes before nodding. "Yes, of course."

We were close so close to leave that we tripped over the finish line.

"Leaving so soon my dear?"

I narrowed my eyes at the sound of Trevor's voice. I mentally cursed him. one day I would enjoy watching him suffer.

We both turned ad I resisted the ugrue to flee as my eyes locked onto elijagh's.

"Hello." Katerina said stepping from behind me.

Eljagh's eyes widened as they locked onto hers before looking back at me with hurt filled eyes.

He stared back at Katerina and knew who he was thinking of… I could tell she was becoming uncomfortable.

I cleared my throat.

"I'm sorry, you remind me of someone." He whispered.

"Katerina, Morgana may I introduce the Lord Elijah."

Elijah held out his hands to us. We both took it.

"A pleasure my Lord." Katerina said bowing.

I remained silent. Refusing to bow or speak to him.

Elijah sighed at my stubbornness.

"The pleasure is mine, Katerina." He said kissing her hand and then mine.

I resisted the urge to scrunch up my nose and wipe off my hand.

"Well, gentlemen I'm sorry but we must be leaving. Right sister?" I said to Katerina, who nodded sadly after being reminded of our departure.

"Sisters?" Elijah said curiosity ringing clear in his voice.

"Yes, sisters..." I said willing him to be silent.

Elijah raised an eyebrow at my tone. "Be that as I may, it would be ashamed to miss the house guest."

"Sister can we stay for a few moments more?" Katerina asked me.

"Katerina…" I sighed, she didn't know the dangerous game she had just entered with dangerous people all around her, and I couldn't tell her without revealing that I was one was one of those dangerous people…

"Just a few moments more, please?" She pleaded.

I sighed in defeat. She had doomed my fate, and I had sealed hers simply because I couldn't deny her.

She squealed wrapping her arms around me. "Thank you sister."

I stayed by her side as she accompanied Elijah.

"So where is this mysterious host I heard so much about?" Katerina asked him.

"Fashionable late, he likes to make an entrance."

My back stiffened when I felt his eyes boring into mine.

"Here he is." Elijah said.

Katerina turned while I kept my back turned on him. It was childish, but so was he.

I picked up a glass filled with wine and drank it, then picked up another.

"Katerina, I'd like to introduce you to the Lord Nicklaus-"

I mocked his words, before turning around and dropping my glass in shock.

Elijah continued with shock of his own. "- And the Lord Kol."

I looked at Elijah who seemed to be just as confused as me.

Klaus smirked triumphantly at me before turning his eyes on Katerina. He kissed her hand, I went to snatch her away from him when Kol stepped up to me.

He took my hand before kissing it. I stood frozen, my eyes locked with his.

He then turned my hand upside down before placing a kiss across my wrist.

I shivered.

"Nicklaus is the name my father gave me, please call me Klaus." He said drawing my eyes from Kol's onto him.

He glanced at me narrowing his eyes before looking back a Katerina.

He grabbed her hand at the same time Kol grabbed mine. I narrowed my eyes at him before staring after her as he steered her away from me.

"Come darling we have much to discuss." Kol whispered into my ear.

"We have nothing to discuss." I said to him before attempting to walk away from him.

I didn't get far. He grabbed my hand. Twirling me onto the dance floor.

I narrowed my eyes as he bowed before me before holding out his hand to me.

He did this on purpose. I curtsied, then took his hand as the dance began.

"Why are you doing this? Bored?" I asked with a blank expression.

"You know me best, love." he said twirling me around.

"Well, you'll need to find another way to sate your boredom; I shall take no part in it."

He pulled me close, pressing my body to his. "That's what you said last time, and where did we end up."

"You in a coffin." I pointed out. "Me running from your jealous older brother."

He shrugged. "A price I am willing to pay for again." He said with a devilish smirk.

"I bet." I said shaking my head. I noticed he had led me from the ballroom and into a bedroom.

"Is this your room." I asked curiously.

"It is now…" He said with a smirk.

I rolled my eyes. "You never learn, still taking what's not yours."

He appeared in front of me. His hand caressed my face. "And touching..."

His lips touched my neck, and I gasped. His kissed left a fiery trail. "And tasting…"

His lips touched mine; my body rebelled against my brain as my fingers tangled in his curls.

I narrowed my eyes at the memories of the past as I the wind whipped through my hair. I passed the sign.

Welcome to Mystic Falls.

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