Prologue 0.1

A/N: Firstly, I'd like to give a huge thank you to my very first supporter:Chocolate Boy, if it hadn't been for you I'd never have posted this. Oh, and if you fancy this then you'll more than likely drool all over Chocolate's spunky TVD stories!)

I remembered the moment I read that letter.

I had - or still do but since starting this more-than-likely-self-discovery, determination has steam-rolled every feeling that I may or may not be having - felt nauseous, depressed and just downright angry. And the way I felt was nothing new to me, well nothing compared to the rollercoaster that was the last few years of my life. Of her life.

And when the tear stained, hand-written letter crinkled from my tightly clenched fists from my disbelieving anger… that was the moment I knew I had to move on; I had nothing left but an empty house full of haunted memories, a small inheritance and a town that would never feel like home to me again.

My thoughts were all over the place; I knew that whatever crazy idea I decided to chase after would question all or any of my common sense that I had left. But now I would do just about anything I could to find out the truth, and to trust that I can get past anything that might be thrown my way.

And it hurt me deeply to know that my own mother had kept such important information like this from me - not that I would've ever, ever believed in any of this. But if I were to consider it, even for a second, it would explain a lot about all the strange goings-on that occurred throughout my life - my mother's secrecy, my abnormalities and now this letter; all of it.

But now that I know, it makes me question everything I'd ever been told and I knew ignoring the problem wasn't an option, because this doubt, these unsolved questions, will only eat me from the inside out if I don't face them head on. If I show no fear.

And I think knew just the place to start: Mystic Falls, Virginia.

A/N: Any feedback or questions would be appreciated!
Cassandra-Jayne x