A/N Sorry this chapter is short, but it's just the beginning. I hope you like it. =) The main character's name is Liana Salvatore. She is the sister of Damon (who is older) and Stefan (who is younger). Please review.

I was at Caroline's house when her doorbell rang. She left to answer it and came back a minute later carrying a large box with a bow and an envelope attached to it.

"What is it?" I asked from my seat on her bed as she placed it in front of me. I pushed my long black hair out of my face to see it better.

"I don't know." She pulled the envelope off the box and read it. When she flipped it over, a slightly confused and irritated look crossed her face. She threw it towards me so I could read it.

I picked up the invitation, seeing the back first. On the back, it read Save me a dance. –Klaus. As I wondered why he was so obsessed with Caroline, I flipped the invitation over, reading the front quickly. I was shocked to read the name on it.

Mikaelson.

I knew that name. It was his last name. It was even spelled the same way. Could it be a coincidence? Or had he been related to Klaus?

I shook my head. It didn't matter either way. He was dead and never coming back. He was gone whether he was related to Klaus or not.

Caroline didn't seem to notice my shock, or if she did, she thought it was about Klaus. She didn't know about him. Nobody did. Not even Damon. I managed to push aside my thoughts and focus on the fact that Klaus invited Caroline to a ball.

"Klaus invited you to a ball?" I asked, looking up at Caroline. "Why?" She shrugged as she took the cover off the box. Inside was a beautiful blue ball gown.

"Seriously?" Caroline exclaimed, annoyed, quickly covering the dress back up.

Care's phone vibrated and she picked it up, saying, "It's from Elena. 'Meet me at the Grill.'" She looked up at me. "Wanna come?"

"Maybe," I said before picking up my own vibrating phone. Caroline rolled her eyes at my obvious dislike for the doppelganger.

"Who's it from?" Caroline wondered.

"My brother. He said, 'Go shop for a dress. We're going to a ball.'" I looked up at her. "I don't wanna go to a ball."

"Sounds like you don't have a choice. Have fun," Caroline smirked at me. "There's no way in hell I'm going to a ball Klaus invited me to."

"Well I'm not going if you aren't."

"I'm sure Damon will force you. Come with me to find out what Elena wants. You'll probably figure out why Damon wants you to go," she said as she pulled me out of her house, grabbing her purse along the way.

On the way to the Grill, Care and I discussed this ball.

"Why do you think Damon wants you to go?" she asked me.

"Probably because there's some plot to kill Elena or something. Those two idiots don't do anything unless it involves Elena." Care agreed with me.

At the Grill, we discovered that the reason for going to the ball was that Esther wanted to talk to Elena. We also saw Rebekah invite Matt to the ball, causing Caroline to reluctantly agree to go. As we were leaving, she asked me if I wanted to go to her house to get ready.

"Yeah, I'll be over soon. I just have to find a dress first." I ran back to my house at vampire speed, where I was sure I would find a ball gown.

When I got home, I found Damon sitting on the couch drinking alcohol.

"Hey Liana," he said as I walked inside.

"Hey. I'm just gonna grab a dress and then I'm going back to Care's to get ready," I told him.

"Caroline is going?" he said as he got up from the couch to get more alcohol. He was such an alcoholic. If he wasn't already dead, he would die from alcohol poisoning. Not that I wouldn't too.

"Very reluctantly. Which reminds me, why exactly do I have to be there?" I asked my big brother.

"The entire Original family will be there. Mama Original wants to talk to Elena, who I'm sure is ignoring my warning and going anyway. I might need back up." I figured that was it. That was always why I got involved in everything. I couldn't resist helping my brother, especially with something dangerous. He was my best friend.

"Won't Stefan be there?"

"You are much better back up than Stefan." He smiled at me as he threw back the last of his alcohol. "Besides he will only help if it's Elena that's in trouble. Not if I'm in trouble."

I shook my head at him as I walked up the stairs towards my room. When I walked into my room, I went into my closet, which was actually like an extra room due to the massive amounts of clothes I had picked up over the years.

Towards the back of my closet, I found my formal dresses. I picked out a sparkly purple ball gown with a very full skirt and a corset down the back. It was also strapless and came with a black shawl. I grabbed my make up bag and walked out the door to my car.

When I got to Caroline's, she was looking through her closet for a dress to wear.

"Just wear the one Klaus gave you," I said as I set my stuff down on her bed.

"Why would I do that?" she asked as she turned around to stare at me incredulously.

"Because it's pretty. Besides if anyone asks, you can just say you didn't have time to shop." I could see her debating in her head, but eventually she sighed and agreed to wear it.

By the time 7 o'clock rolled around, Care and I were ready and in the car driving to the Mikaelson mansion. I had curled Care's hair and put it in a pretty up do. Care told me that my naturally wavy hair was pretty the way it was and told me to leave it down.

As we walked in, the first thing we saw was Klaus. He saw Caroline and smiled at her. I smirked and pushed her towards him.

"I'm going to kill you," she muttered to me as I pushed her.

"Have fun," I said before walking away.

I saw Damon talking to Elena and Stefan sulking in a corner watching them. I decided that I didn't want to get involved in that drama and left them alone.

Suddenly, Elijah called everyone to attention so he could make a speech. The whole Original family was standing with him on the staircase, but I could only focus on one.

It can't be him. I saw him die. I saw someone stake him in 1902. My head was spinning. All logic told me he couldn't be there, yet there he was, wearing his usual smirk.

It was Kol.