A/N: Hey guys! So I've decided to restart my original story of 'The Salvatore Sister', as I felt that I could have done better and more with it! Thank you for reading this. Don't forget to favourite so you don't miss any new chapter updates!
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PILOT
Maggie Salvatore stood in front of the open window in Stefan's room, smirking at both of her brother's shocked faces. "Hello, brothers." Neither brother seemed to be able to comprehend the fact that their sister was standing right in front of them. She'd been gone just over twenty years, not making a single appearance during that period of time. Both of the Salvatore brothers had began to wonder if she was ever coming back. She was roughly Stefan's height, had long black hair reaching just above her midriff, and deep blue eyes. She died at the age of twenty one, making her (before death) four years younger than Damon and three years older than Stefan. She crossed her arms, and faked a pout. "What? No hug? Shame." She rolled her eyes and sighed dramatically taking a step towards her brothers; her heels clicking on the laminated flooring. "Oh come on! Say something at least!" Damon was the first to crack, he took a few steps forward then ran and hugged his sister tightly. Maggie wrapped her arms around his shoulders, and returned the hug. She'd missed this. As Damon pulled away, he wiped away a tear, and stood beside Maggie, proudly. Damon and Maggie had always shared a very close and special bond; they were both very similar. Proud to be what they are, and could be both savage and selfish at times. Her bond with Stefan was different. It was a love-hate sort of situation; both equally as protective of each other, but constantly at eachothers throats. Literally.
"When did you get here Maggie?" Stefan crossed his arms, and glared at his sibling.
She smirked, "I've been here for a while now. You just haven't seen me. I'm sneaky like that."
"Why are you here? And whilst we're at it, Damon, why don't you answer the same question?"
Maggie walked over to one of Stefan's cabinets and started to fiddle with his ornaments. "I missed my little brother."
Damon sat down, "I just didn't want to miss your first day at school."
Maggie gasped as she dropped a snowglobe, causing it to smash. "Whoops. Sorry." She wiped her hands on her jeans. "School? Honestly, Stef. You're a powerful immortal and you choose to spend your time going to get an education. Pfft. Nerd." Stefan just narrowed his eyes. "Oh lighten up, will ya? I'm messing with you. Well, I was. Now to the serious stuff. I need to talk to you both, about a certain Elena Gilbert." Both brothers' faces dropped.
"What about her?" Stefan shuffled his feet.
"Stay away from her boys. Trust me. You're both gonna end up going after the same girl again, and then falling out for three centuries, until I decide to bang your heads together and demand you get a grip." Maggie took an exaggerated breath, "not to mention, she has the same freaking face as the woman who was literally the death of all of us!" Damon stood beside his sister. "She's a dead ringer for Katherine. Is it working, Stefan? Being around her, being in her world? Does it make you feel alive?"
"She's not Katherine."
Damon sneered, "well, let's hope not. We all know how that ended." Maggie rolled her eyes; she wasn't stupid. Damon was just as intrigued by Elena than Stefan was, but she guessed that he had a bigger plan up his sleeve, she just didn't know what. "So Stefan, I'm curious. When was the last time you had something stronger than a squirrel?"
"I know what you're doing Damon. It's not going to work."
"Yeah? Come on. Don't you crave a little?"
Stefan visibly tensed up, "Stop it."
Maggie giggled, this should be fun. "I think we should go together. All three of us, one big happy family. Maybe we should go straight for Elena."
"Stop it!"
Damon took a step toward Stefan, "imagine what her blood would taste like." Maggie licked her lips, trying to wind up Stefan even more. It was so fun and easy to get under his skin. "I certainly can." That's all it took for Stefan's patience to break. He vamped to Damon, and both of them went crashing through the window. Maggie sighed and rolled her eyes, as she heard the thud of both of her brothers hitting the grass below them. Drama queens. She jumped out of the window, and landed gracefully beside Damon, and opposite a very angry (and hurt) Stefan.
"I've got to say brothers, I'm slightly impressed," Maggie chuckled darkly, "I give it a six out of ten. Stefan, the whole angry vampire face thing was very good, but, your technique is lacking wow factor."
Stefan stood up from the ground, clutching his side. "You know, it's all fun and games with you two, huh? But wherever you both go, people die." Both Maggie and Damon shrugged. That was a given. "But not here. I won't allow it."
Damon smirked, "I take that as invitation."
"Damon, please. After all these years, can't we just give it a rest?"
"I promised you an eternity of misery, so I'm just keeping my word."
"Just stay away from Elena."
Maggie rolled her eyes, "you two are such drama queens. Whilst you were both tackling each other upstairs - you know, before you destroyed the window - I managed to grab both of your rings." She smirked as both Stefan and Damon looked at their ringless hands with an expression of panic.
"Okay, very impressive little sister," Damon held his hand out, "now give them back."
"Hmm, but that's just to easy. Oh yeah, the sun is coming up in a few hours, and then poof! Ashes to ashes." She looked at her two brothers' shocked faces, and laughed. "Relax. They're here." She reached into her leather jacket pocket, and produced their rings. She walked up to Damon first. As he reached to take his ring from her hand, Maggie squeezed his hand tight, smirking as he grimaced, "don't underestimate me, Damon." She went to make her way over to Stefan, but he charged at her. Maggie tackled him easily, and pinned him by the throat. "You should know better than to think you're stronger than me, Little Brother. You lost that fight when you stopped feeding on people. I wouldn't try it again." She let go of his throat, and he instantly began spluttering. Maggie stood up, dusting the dirt off of her jeans. "It's nice here. I think I'll stay a little while." She dropped Stefan's ring on his chest, and then walked off into the night with Damon, leaving Stefan to wonder what his siblings had in store for him.
