Chapter 1- Origins

Introductions

dear Reader, I was born on the 31st October 1848, at the Salvatore Mansion on the Veritas Estate in Mystic Falls, Virginia to Mr Giuseppe Salvatore and his wife. According to our servants and my brothers, my birth was a traumatic one, one which weakened her dramatically and which ultimately cost our mother her life a few months later when she died of consumption. I was never my father's favourite, that had always been Stefan. But I was my brother Damon's favourite so all was fair. My brother's and I were nicknamed "the Three musketeers" by our nursemaid and tutors... Our nursemaid was French a Mademoiselle Dupenoir, who we later discovered was our father's mistress.

When I turned 16 years in 1864 I was described by the Lockwood boys as a Raven haired temptress because I had a feisty personality- something I now believe I inherited from Damon- and because my hair was as black as the ebony wood which most of our furniture was made from. I had my mother's green eyes, which I shared with my brother Stefan.

A month or so before my 17th birthday we had an unexpected visitor in the form of Miss Katherine Pierce. She instantly captivated both of my brothers with her affection and beauty. I hated her, I could see her for what she was...a demon. A vile and evil being that belonged with Satan in Hell. I tried to tell my brothers as such, but they refused to listen. It is because of her and what she was that has now resulted in my current life. She was a vampire and she killed my brothers, making them like her. Only with my brothers, where she had been evil, did they still hold some of their better natures, their familial bonds and their compassionate natures over me. I ran with them after Stefan killed Father and I helped him convince Damon to stay with him and become the vampire he was transitioning into. When I turned 17 years, I caught Consumption- the killer that had taken our mother from us. To save me, my brothers turned me into one of them. In a sense I am glad they did. I did not want to loose them nor them me but I also disliked the taste of Human blood on which I was expected to feed to survive. After a while, Stefan and i took to feeding on animals to get over our distaste for human blood. That was how we stayed for our eternal lives- the Three Salvatore's, the Three Musketeers.

This, dear reader, is the story of my life- all one hundred and sixty five years of it, thus far.

Your affectionate servant,

Miss E Salvatore.

(2014)

1864

"Come on, Stefan!" A young woman of about 16 giggled as she dashed through the formal gardens of the Salvatore Mansion away from the young man chasing her. She held her skirts just above her ankles so she didn't trip.

"Evelina! Slow down!" Stefan called as he caught the raven haired girl by the waist and she squealed as he hugged her to him.

"Hello, brother. Hello, little sister." Another man's voice said in a slight drawl and Evelina looked up from where she was wrapped in her brother, Stefan's arms.

"Damon!" She squealed again and Stefan let go off her so she could run to her eldest brother, wrapping her arms around his neck, hugging him tightly.

"Hay there." Damon said as he released his youngest sibling and hugged his brother.

"You're back?" Stefan asked.

"The confederates don't need me today... So, I'm back." At this Evelina squealed and hugged both her brothers once again, delighted that the "three musketeers" were back together. But little did she know that a few months later her brothers would become demons and that she herself would join them shortly afterwards. Their fates it seemed rested on the mysterious Bulgarian visitor they had had called Katherine Pierce.

Present day

Evelina drove down the winding roads that led to the secluded town of Mystic Falls. It was Damon's birthday and she was determined to surprise him, after all he and Stefan had always acknowledged that she had been the best surprise they could have ever hoped for. A little sister, they had said, was the greatest surprise of all as they had someone to love and protect. They had a family.

That was Evelina's favourite word, Family. It sounded happy somehow and kind. That was what she wanted to be again after five decades without her siblings, she needed to be a family again. She smiled when the old family boarding house emerged into view and she pulled up outside with a sigh. "Home sweet home." She smiled and disembarked, her carry bag in hand.