Disclaimer: I do not own The Vampire Diaries, or any of the characters, besides Lillian.

Running, that's all my life has consisted of. As soon as I get settled, maybe even make a few friends, I have to leave again. I've been alone since I turned 17, which was 506 years ago. I know there are others like me; vampires that don't kill innocent people, and I've been trying to find them. Hopefully they could help me. I'm running from one of the most powerful vampires in the world, Kol Mikaelson. He despises me. Well that's what my father told me, but that was before he was killed. My father wasn't like me, he was human. But he understood me, helped me a lot. He treated me like his own child, technically I was, he raised me since birth, but he wasn't my biological father. I found out I was adopted on my 17th birthday, which was also the day I became a vampire.

I'm on the move again, trying to find a new place where it will be safe for me to stay, I remembered what my father had said, "don't stay in the same place for longer than 2 weeks." The last advice he gave to me, but it's kept me alive. "Lillian, why are you running from me?" A voice in my head said. He's close, I can sense him. "You don't even know what I want from you," the same, spine-chilling voice echoed. I didn't want to find out. I used my vampire speed to run from the tree I was hiding behind, I knew he was faster than me, but the voice in my head was faint, which meant he wasn't too close behind me. I had only come face-to-face with Kol a few times, I miraculously got away, but I know he isn't going to be patient much longer. "I'll get you one day, Lillian." I shuddered as I could sense him getting closer. I can't keep running, I haven't eaten in days, maybe even weeks and I'm too weak. I start slowing down, not intentionally, but I can't keep running. Black dots start to fill my vision, as I tumble to the ground.

I awake in a large bed, and am changed into fresh clothes. I glanced around the elegant room, and saw a blood bag sitting on the table next to me. I haven't drunk human blood in a while, and I didn't want to. But I have to get my strength up. I slowly slipped out from under the covers and sat on the edge of the bed. Pain ripped through my side, I hadn't realized how weak I was. Slowly sucking on the blood bag, I couldn't keep control; I managed to get nearly every drop out. I heard footsteps coming towards the room, I froze on the bed. The door knob turned. Weirdly, I was expecting Kol to walk in. But it wasn't him. It was someone I've never seen before. "Oh good, you're awake!" She exclaimed. I gave the blonde-haired girl a fake half smile as she started walking towards me and I backed away slightly. "You're safe here, don't worry. I'm Caroline," she said politely. I looked at the floor.
"I'm Lillian… What happened?" I asked.
"I found you passed out in the forest while I was hunting." I nodded; memories flooding back.
"He was right there. Behind me. I was sure he would get me this time." I whispered closing my eyes.
"Who?" Caroline asked, observing my face.
"I don't want to bore you with my sob story," I fake laughed.
"It's fine, you can tell me."
I sighed before starting. "I've been running from this guy for years, centuries. I don't know what he wants from me, but he's an original. I haven't been able to stay in the same place for too long; he always finds me, no matter where I go. I've considered giving up; I don't want to keep running. But I'm afraid of what he'll do to me."

She smiled at me understandingly, "Do you know his name?"
"Kol. Kol Mikaelson." I felt her stiffen beside me.

Stuck in this tomb, again. Thanks to the stupid Salvatore brothers. I would kill for a drop of blood, ironically speaking. How long have I been here, weeks? Months? I'm too weak to try and calculate numbers but it honestly doesn't matter, because there's no way I'm getting out of here anytime soon. If it wasn't for Elena, the Salvatore brothers would still be wrapped around my finger, I wouldn't be rotting here. I heard the scurry of tiny feet, I looked around and my vampire eyes saw it, a rat. I used my vampire speed to race over and grab it. I snapped its neck in half and dug my teeth into it. Yuck, rat blood always tasted like dirt, and it didn't make the burning go away the slightest bit. I would rather them just kill me. I heard footsteps outside the tomb, and then sunlight was shining right on my face, burning my eyes. Once my eyes adjusted, I recognized the person.

"Kol, what do you want?" I rolled my eyes. He threw at blood bag at me.
"Nice to see you too, Katherine. Your daughter is in town."

So this is my first FanFic, so please be lenient! Like this one, first chapters aren't too exciting but hopefully it will get better, and longer.