Part I

"One more whisky, please," Elijah Mikaelson raised his glass slightly to regain the waitress's attention.

The waitress, whose nametag read Janet smiled flirtatiously as she refilled his glass. He seemed to always attract the young, college girls.

Elijah took a small sip, trying to concentrate on the news that was playing behind the old TV, but his thoughts always seemed to drift off to his other problems. Klaus, who had practically ran him out of New Orleans, his little sister, Rebekah who had run off with Marcel and now they were somewhere in Europe.

Then his thoughts drift off to Celeste, the witch that he and his siblings had killed before things between then became breakable. Then there was Hayley, both of them had, had feelings of attraction towards other, but at the end they were so different. Hayley was young and carefree, while Elijah was often stuck in the pass. Last he had heard Hayley had settled down with a young man from a nearby werewolf clan and they were both happy. His little niece, Cassie was living with them, but she often went back to visit Klaus.

A part of Elijah felt guilty that he had left New Orleans, but he just felt that he and his siblings needed a nice long break, preferably for a few hundred years.

Klaus and Elijah didn't speak at all, and Rebekah send the occasional postcard, and he received a letter from Cassie every month.

Elijah had settled down for a few weeks in a little town called, Roseview in the middle of Alabama. And he had to admit that he had grown rather fond of the little town.

His gaze switched back to the news, there was a reporter talking in low, hushed tones. There were police cars and yellow tape in the scene behind her. "This is the fourth murder committed just this month alone in the small town of Camilla. The murderer has so far been undetected, and all of the victims are usually young people with wounds on their necks and sometimes decapitation. Only one victim has been left alive, Susan Ann, still in the hospital recalls the night that she and her friend were attacked. Susan Ann describes a woman with curly, brown hair, olive skin, and dark eyes as her attacker. Any leads please call the number below."

"Scary, huh?" Janet said. "I mean Camilla is practically next door."

Elijah nodded. "Strange little thing indeed."

He tried to concentrate back on his drink, but he found out he couldn't. The neck wounds alone practically conformed it was a vampire attack, probably a young, impulsive vampire. The description that they had given reminded him of Katerina.

He shook his head. Don't be stupid, Elijah. He scolded himself. Katerina is dead.

Ten years ago, Klaus had practically boasted to him that Damon had called him and told him that Katerina was dying because Elena Gilbert had shoved the cure down her throat and the side effects had been nasty. Elijah had decided selfishly, not to say goodbye. He knew he wouldn't have been able to bear it.

He also wondered briefly if, it could be Elena. Last time he had seen her, her humanity had been off. Nonsense, there were a lot of brunette vampires.

Despite this, his curiosity got the best of him. He found himself paying for his drink and getting into his car and driving to the little town of Camilla. He parked his car near the streets that the attacker preferred to hunt and waited into the night.

Almost like clockwork, a car driven by some rowdy teenagers parked in the middle of the road. They were obviously drunk. Elijah sat back startled when something jumped in the hood of the car. One of the girls screamed as the vampire easily tore the door open and pulled out one of the shaking guys and began feeding on him.

There was no mistake about it, those brown curls belonged to a Petrova.

"That's enough, Elena." Elijah said firmly as he grabbed her by the shoulder and pulled her back. He stared back. The girl's features were angry and her entire mouth was covered with blood. Even her eyes looked angrily at Elijah. This wasn't Elena. It couldn't be. "Katherine." He said calling the girl by her English name.

"Thank God, you can tell the difference," Katherine snapped. "And you should know that Elena is dead. Now there's only one doppelganger. Well, the only one that really matters. Now back off."

Elijah used his vampire speed to grab her and take her into the forest. He pinned her against the wall. "How is this possible? You're supposed to be dead."

"Disappointed?" Katherine gave a cold hearted laugh. "I'm not surprise, not after the goodbye present you send me, the siblings that hate my guts. Let me guess, you would prefer that sweet little Elena were the one alive, didn't you kiss her once? What a bummer. Nice seeing you, Elijah."

Elijah refused to let her go. "What happened to you? How did you survive?"

Katherine smirked, but she was no fool. She knew Elijah would have her pinned to the tree all night unless Katherine started giving answers. "I was a traveler, and before I died I became a passenger in Elena's body. My daughter, Nadia and some other witches used a spell to keep my soul in Elena's body-which I don't mind since we look exactly the same. So they did the spell and Elena went into my old body. So bye, bye Elena. The Salvatore brother weren't exactly happy that I and Nadia killed their previous snowflake of light or whatever, so they did a little payback. They killed my daughter, but they let me live. Something about living with the guilt or what not. Can I go now?"

But Elijah didn't seem to hear her, he was still processing. Elena dead. Katherine was alive.

But there was still something missing. He knew that Katherine was rather rough with her victims, but she always either compel them to forget or throw their bodies away, the Katherine he remembered never left evidence behind. Something was wrong.

"Your humanity is off." He stated.

"Yeah, so?" she said annoyed as if Elijah was the stupidest person on the planet. "Why, do you care?"

Elijah pursed his lips. "I don't like it."

She gave him a dirty look. "Well, that's none of your concern."

"Please," Elijah said. Even though it had been ten years, it might have well been a hundred. He hated seeing her like this. Cold, manipulative especially towards him. She was crueler than ever before. "Let me help you. Let me help you regain your humanity."

"Actually, there's nothing you can do about it." Katherine simpered. "So fuck off."

"Language, please." Elijah quickly broke her neck and carried her back to his car. "Oh, you have no idea what I can or cannot do, Katerina."

-End of Part I-

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