Author's Note:
1) No Hayley and baby
2) No older Nadia
3) No Silas
Chapter One
Bulgaria, 1490
"Please, Mama." A seventeen year old Katerina Petrova begged her mother, her lower lip trembling as she clutched her shawl across her trembling shoulders. It had been only a week since she had given birth to her unnamed daughter who was taken away by her father before Katherine could even hold her.
She was still feeling tired and sore, but her father had made it clear. He wanted nothing to do with her. He was sending her to some relatives in England as punishment.
He hadn't even bothered to say goodbye, nor would he let her siblings say goodbye to her. Only her mother had woken at dawn without her father knowing, to say goodbye to her oldest daughter.
"Please, Mama." Katerina begged. "I do not want to go."
Her mother kissed her forehead. "You know I wish I could, dearest. May God be with you, my sweet girl."
This skirt looked so cute on her.
It was a black pencil skirt that she normally wouldn't wear, but Katherine Pierce had seen it on the rack and thought it would look good on her and like always she was right. She had paired off the skirt with a purple silk blouse and black pumps.
She stared at her reflection in the dressing room mirror doing her best to ignore the unhealthy look on her face or her messy, tangled curls. They were just a remainder that she was no longer immortal, ageless, and beautiful. She was lucky if she would be called pretty right now.
It had been a month. A fucking month since sweet little Elena Gilbert had shoved the cure down her unsuspecting throat after she had tried and unsuccessfully she might add to kill her.
That entire month had been worse that her worst tragedies combine and worst she didn't have a way to make it better. She was human. A mere fly on the wall that could easily be killed. A nobody.
As if things weren't bad enough every single witch she had meet had refused to help her and she couldn't even intimidate them anymore. She had to beg, and Katherine hated begging.
A salesgirl knocked on the door and said suspiciously. "Everything ok, in there?"
"Fine!" Katherine barked. It was obvious that the sale's girl didn't trust her and Katherine couldn't really blame her. She had come into the store dressed in dusty jeans, combo boots, and a black jacket.
She looked at herself again. She did look beautiful.
When she was certain that the girl had left, Katherine quickly pulled out a pair of scissors from her old Winnie the Pooh backpack and quickly cut the tags and security tag from the skirt, blouse, and underwear. She notice with regret that she would have to leave the heels behind. They wouldn't fit in her bag.
Katherine stuffed the clothes in the backpack and grabbed the pile of rejected clothes outside. The salesgirl was chewing gum loudly while looking over a magazine. "Here." She snorted as she placed the rejected clothes on top of the desk. "I didn't like any of them, try to sell something from this century will you?"
The girl popped her gum. "Come again."
Katherine smirked as she turned around feeling more comfortable than before. Thanks for the $450 skirt, the $180 blouse, and the $55 bra and panties set.
"Hey!" the salesgirl suddenly cried out. "Those are from our store, you didn't pay for them!"
Katherine's eyes widened as she looked back. Crap, crap, the sleeve of the blouse was slightly peeking out from the top of Winnie the Pooh's ear.
"Security!" the salesgirl barked.
Run, Katherine's instincts told her. But before she could even take a step forward a tall, burly security man grabbed her firmly by the shoulders. "Don't even think about it, honey."
Katherine's lip wobbled. So much for success.
Klaus Mikaelson looked at caller ID as he took a sip of his brandy. He was in Pennsylvania, not exactly Paris, but surely far away from Mystic Falls and he was alone again. Rebekah and the bus boy had left on their magical adventure and Elijah was being aloof and mysterious somewhere else.
He was surprised with the name on the caller ID. "Damon Salvatore, to what do I owe the pleasure?"
"I assume you're not in Mystic Falls anymore." Damon answered slyly.
"Nope, left last month after giving Caroline her parting graduation gift," was Klaus swift reply. "Have you and a human Elena finally realize that now you two will never be together and you have called me to ask me if you can be my sidekick? I'm sorry but that position is filled by your brother, no matter how much he tries to deny it."
"Not quite as romantic." Damon said sarcastically. "I assume you have heard the news and if you have-how dare you! I expected front row seats."
Klaus raised an eyebrow, confuse. "I don't follow."
Damon gaped, and then a slow smirk. "You don't know what happened last June? It seems that your precious doppelgangers got into a cat fight and Katherine tried to kill Elena. Elena shoved the cure down Katherine's throat. Ergo, Katherine's human. I thought you would appreciate the fun fact. See you."
Klaus hung up and looked at the people at the empty bar. Katerina was human. The she devil that he had chased for five hundred years ever since she turned herself into a vampire was human. Weak, frail, vulnerable.
So easily, easily killable.
He placed a tip on the table. But he wouldn't kill her quickly. He would have fun first. He dialed a number. "James," he said. "How is my favorite warlock? I need you to do a little locator spell. I need to find Katerina Petrova."
-End of Chapter One-
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