A/N: Okay, so I decided to change the outlook of this story. I didn't really like where it was going and decided to change a few things. Some scenes are added and most some scenes are just changed a bit. I thought this story was missing something so, I just decided to write almost the whole episode down. Not all, but the most needed scenes for a certain episode if possibly. Anyway, enough of my jibber jabber, this story is now in a third person's view. Enjoy!

A Dark Reunion

Hello Personal Journal, whom I wouldn't dare call a diary,

I am now, once again, back to that dreadful town I grew up in . . . Mystic Falls. Nothing really changed here, expect for residents. Okay I'm kidding. Maybe. There's a few town upgrades but nothing major. It's the year 2009. . .which is ending within 2 months. You're probably wondering. . . . "Why waste my time and energy on this godforsaken town, when I could do 10x much better things?!". . . .see Journal? This is why I like you. Always speaking your mind with no hesitation whatsoever. I like and respect it. Anyway to answer your question. . . NEWSFLASH, ITS BEEN 145 YEARS! Meaning. . . . I'm going to finally open that hell-hole of a tomb and finally get out the one person I've waited eternity to free. Wish me luck! Now if you excuse me, I need to go back to stalking. . . .observing the Gilbert descendant.

Deja Salvatore was up in a tall distant tree next to the Gilbert's residents, sitting on one of the sturdy branches. After pausing from writing in her journal, she watched as the Gilbert boy left the house and walked up to a BMW vehicle.

"Yo Gilbert! Need a ride?" A raven haired green eye guy asked him.

"Whatever, dude, just drive." The Gilbert boy told him, while getting into the car. He stopped hesitantly when he caught a glimpse of Deja's pet crow. She smirked, before closing her eyes and concentrating. After a brief second, she was able to see through her crows' eyes with her own eyes closed. She made her black crow look at the Gilbert boy and got him to squeak a bit, since she was in full control of it now. The Gilbert boy looked at the crow oddly and with a hint of suspicion. "Yo Jeremy, are you coming?!" The driver asked impatiently. The Gilbert boy snapped at of his slight trance and nodded. "Yeah, I'm coming." He said before getting into the car.

"Freakshow." He muttered about the bird, while closing the door to his side. Once the car was in motion, Deja soon opened up her eyes to see them drive off. She smirked softly as I thought about his name.

Jeremy Gilbert.

He wasn't a dead ringer for anyone, but She had to admit he was cute.

For a Gilbert.

"Okay. Hi, bird. That's not creepy or anything. Shoo!" Elena Gilbert shooed off Deja's black crow unknowingly. Deja allowed her crow to fly off, while shaking her head mockingly.

So there she was. The Katherine look-alike, in a graveyard of all places, writing in her diary. From afar, Deja could tell the front passage of her journal sounded like some emo poetry of sorrow. Wanting to have some fun with the girl, Deja went inside her head, making her believe the crow had returned and that fog was forming around her. Deja stood behind her, behind a statue and nearly revealed herself through the shadows to scare off the look-alike.

Her reaction to the whole scene was just priceless.

Deja almost had a hard time containing her bitter laughter.

She soon sped off into the trees to find Elena still running until she bumped in Stefan Salvatore.

Ah, my little brother coming to the rescue.. Deja thought sarcastically, while watching the scene roll up in front of her.

"You okay?" Stefan asked her concerned.

"Were you following me?" Elena asked him.

No, why on earth would he stalk someone who looks like a certain woman he met during his human years? Doesn't make sense.. Deja thought sarcastically at their stupidity.

"No, I-ah, uh, I-a just - I saw you fall." Stefan stumbled out.

Smooth, brother, smooth... Deja tried not to laugh at how ridiculous the whole situation looked.

"Uh-Huh, and you just happened to be hanging out in a cemetery." Elena stated unconvinced.

"I'm visiting. I have family here." Stefan told her.

Well isn't that just full of bull? Deja shook her head at the thought. What an ironic way to be in common with a sad puppy eyed brunette.

"Oh. Wow. Tactless. I'm sorry. It's the fog, it's making me foggy. And then back there, there was this - this bird, and it was all very Hitchcock for a second. That is the bird movie, right, the Hitchcock?. . .I'm Elena." Elena soon told him.

"I'm Stefan." Stefan informed her.

"I know. We have history together." Elena stated.

"And English and French." Stefan added, slyfully.

Yeah... now it's like watching some sappy soap opera. The ones that just make you WISH you were deaf and blind! Deja soon rolled her eyes at the thought, before speeding away from the cheesy scene taking place, knowing it was starting to be like 1864 all over again for her brother.

Night fell and Deja was starting to get bored.

And when Deja gets bored, she gets hungry.

And since this town is never short on humans, she figured, why not? and decided to bit the first girl she found the most vulnerable. Oddly enough, she was in the woods by herself at a Bonfire party. Deja chuckled slightly.

Stupid girl, didn't any teach her it's not safe to be alone out in the dark? Especially when certain things go bump in the night?

"I didn't need your help." The girl informed the Gilbert boy.

"It seemed like you did." Jeremy told her.

"He was just drunk." The girl said in denial.

Yeah, like being drunk makes you automatically want to force yourself on someone...

"I'm drunk. Am I throwing myself at you?" Jeremy rhetorically asked her.

"No, you're worse. You want to talk to me, get to know me, see into my soul and screw and screw and screw until you're done with me." The girl stated, as if she knew all.

"Is that what you think?" Jeremy asked in disbelief.

"That's what I know." She stated, before walking off.

Rookie mistake.

Once she was far away from Jeremy, Deja got into her head making her see fogs around her.

"Jeremy? Is that you?. . . Jeremy?" The girl called out, nervously.

Before she could even continue, Deja sped over to the girl and made a night time snack out of her. After Deja felt partly satisfied, she decided to leave the girl breathing for once.

Not because she cared for her pathetic human life.

But mainly because she wanted to see how her brother would handle that situation.

A couple hours later, not really too long, Elena and Jeremy found her in the woods. Human's being their usual selves, freaked out when they found her nearly lifeless body and called the ambulance immediately. As this happened Deja's dear ol' brother descended away from the crowd. Deja, watching the scene take place in the shadows, smirked whipping away the blood on her chin and sped off to the Boarding house.

Its been over a 100 years and this thing was still looking decent enough to live in.

She soon super jumped up through the window and walked near a doorway passage in her brother's room. Soon he entered and noticed Deja's pet crow in the room that had most likely followed her. He soon turned to the side to glance over at his sister..

"Deja." He started out.

Deja couldn't help but form a genuine smirk on her face.

"Hello, baby brother." She said.

Silence filled the air between them with a hint of tensity. Deja rolled her eyes slightly and decided to break the ice.

"Well... aren't you going to welcome your sister home, from a long trip?" She asked him, starting to take a few steps near him. "Crow's a bit much, don't you think?" He started out. Really, haven't seen him in over 10 years and that's all he has to say to me? Oh well...

"Wait till you see what I can do with the fog." She started to brag.

"When'd you get here." He asked her.

"Oh a little while ago, but it doesn't matter. What? You didn't think I'd miss your first day of school, did you? Huh. Your hair's different. I like it, it goes with your 'look'." She told him.

"It's been 15 years, Deja." He reminded her.

"I know, thank god! I couldn't take another second of the nineties. Too much fab for my taste. And that horrible grudge look? Did not suit you for a second. Remember, Stefan, it's important to stay far away from the fads as possible." She informed him.

"Why are you here?" He asked his sister suspiciously.

"I miss my little brother." She told him. Deep down a part of her actually believed it was true. That she really did miss him for a bit, but it would be a lie if she said that's the ONLY main reason she came to town anyway.

"You hate small towns. It's boring. There's nothing for you to do." He reminded her, referring to the fact she gets bored easily. "I've managed to keep myself busy." She said, smirking at the brief inside joke reference to watching over Jeremy and his 'sister'.

"You know, you left that girl alive tonight. That's very clumsy of you." Stefan informed her.

Oh, I know I left her alive alright.

"Ah, see, that can be a problem. . .for you." Deja informed him.

"Why are you here now?" He questioned her.

"What is this an interrogation? Besides I could ask you the very same question. However, I'm fairly certain your answer can be summed up all into one little word. . .: Elena." Deja told him. Almost like a trigger word, Stefan tensed up and looked at his sister coldly. Grinning at the reaction she got from him, she continued her taunt,

"You know, she took my breath away. Elena. She's a dead ringer for Katherine, you know? Of course you know. Is it working, Stefan? Being around her? Being in her world? Doesn't it just make you feel alive?"

"She's not Katherine." Stefan informed her, firmly.

"Oh, let's hope not little brother. We both know how that ended. Now, tell me. When's the last time you had something a little stronger than a squirrel?" Deja asked him, out of curiosity.

"I know what you're trying to do, Deja. It's not gonna work." He informed her, seeing her game.

So he thinks he can resist that easily? Well, I'll see if that can be arranged. He'll have to snap... eventually.

"Oh really? Come on. Don't you crave a little?" She asked him, poking him non stop.

"Stop it." He gritted his teeth at her provocation.

"Come on. Let's do it together. I saw a couple of girls out there. Or, let's just cut to the chase and go straight for Elena. Ooh maybe her little brother, Jeremy, likes to get fanged in his sleep. Maybe we can go and experiment for ourselves." She tempted him.

"No, stop it!" He yelled out.

"At least imagine what her blood tastes like. I sure can." She breathed out.

"I said, STOP!" He yelled out.

Out of nowhere his eye shifted and speed towards her until they ran through the window. Deja pushed Stefan off of her and landed on top of him as he landed hard against the pavement. She soon got off brushing the side of her jeans and looked down at him.

"I am impressed. I give it a.. I don't know, six. Missing style, but I was pleasantly surprised. Very good with the whole face-thing and breaking my fall at the end. It was good, needs a bit more practice, but I say you've stepped up." She admitted to him. Soon Stefan tried to get off the ground and said, "You know, it's all fun and games, Deja, huh? But wherever you go, people die."

Deja rolled my eyes smugly saying, "That's a given."

"Not here. I won't allow it." He informed me, standing up. She eyed her brother in disbelief.

Has he forgotten who's the oldest here? He can't tell me what to do and he knows it.

"I take that as a mini challenge." Deja declared.

"Deja, please. After all these years, can't we just give it a rest?" Stefan asked of her, pleadedly.

Deja thought it over for a split second, but shook her head slightly taking a step towards him. "I promised you an eternity of misery, so technically, I'm just keeping my word, brother." She told him as clear as possible.

"Just stay away from Elena." He begged her.

"Where's your ring? Yeah, the sun's coming up in a couple of hours and we all know what that'll mean. Poof, scream and ashes to ashes. Ha-ha, relax. It's right here." She told him, holding up his ring. She placed it in her front pocket before quickly grabbing him by the throat and throwing him against the garage. She sped up to him and warned him before throwing his daylight ring in his face, "You should know better than to think you're stronger than me. You lost that fight ages ago when you stopped feeding on people. I wouldn't even try it again, if I were you. Whoops, I think we woke up Zach. Sorry, Zach."

With that she soon sped off, and her mind was swirling with thoughts of her upcoming plan.

If it's a battle he wants, it's a battle he'll get.

We'll see how long it'll take before this version of Katherine of his to come in and make a mess of everything just like 145 years ago. Oh well, enough of her already. I have a tomb to open anyway. Once it's opened, I won't have to deal with these annoying town folk anymore.

This town will literally go to hell when I'm through with it.

A/N: Yep, it's true. No typos or anything. In this story, Damon Salvatore doesn't exist. Yeah, I'll give you all a minute to cry and take out your rage on someone or something else.

*waits after 2 hours*

Okay, you done?

Good.

Now, this idea's been going through my head for almost a year and I thought, why not? Deja (Sounds like DA-YAH) is obviously the female version of Damon Salvatore. You'll see a lot of similarities so it's not like Damon Salvatore is officially gone per say... he's just... a girl.. XD

Anyway, we'll see how Deja (being the female version of Damon) will affect the storyline plot of TVD. Some things won't change as much as others might. We'll learn more about her as we go and her past and why her and Stefan are at odds. Hope you enjoy the story. More chapters are to come in the future.