Mystic Falls 1864

My brothers. I loved them. Stefan was the more senitive one. I had his green eyes. Damon was the risk taker. Matter of fact, he was in the army. I begged him not to, but he is very stubborn. Luckily to me, but to the distraught of father, he quit. I had his black hair.

I was running away from them. They always loved to chase me around to toughen me up. They were always protective of me.

"Olivia!" I heard Damon from behind me. I just laughed. "We aren't stupid." I was confused by his comment, but I saw what he meant.

Stefan came out of the bushes in front of me and scooped me up in his arms. He twirled me around. Damon caught up.

"I told you, little sister." He sat on the ground next to the bench Stefan had sat me on.

"I don't like to be called little sister." I crossed my arms.

Stefan laughed. "But you are. Damon is 20, I am 17. You are 16." He patted me knee. "That means your younger."

I rolled my eyes. "Well, I don't care."
"We could call you Princess." Damon smiled. He know I hated that name.

"There are my boys." Katherine Priece came into the garden. I really didn't like her. I think she was just playing with my brothers.

Damon and Stefan got up to welcome her. I stood up and walked away. My brothers knew my dislike of her and they didn't push me.

There was something about Katherine, that wasn't right.

~~~~~~~Later that Night~~~~~~~~
They were dead. My own father, shot them. They were trying to save Kathrine, a vampire.

My brothers were dead, and there was nothing I could do about it. I was sitting in my room, waiting for my father's rath. I had an outbrust when he told mwe that he killed my brothers.

"Feeling sentimentle?" I heard a voice a spilt second before a hand covered my mouth. I turned my head to see Katherin's brown eyes looking at me. I started trashing.

Katherin laughed quietly before biting her wrist and putting it over my open mouth. She pulled away when she knew I sallowed. "I reconmmend not scearming or I'll have to kill you, and you'll be like me. Don't get killed." She turned to leave, but then paused. "But if you do die, don't go outside without your necklace." She laughed and winked one more time and then she was gone.

I wiped the blood off my lips. I almost broke into sobs, when I heard a faint thump down stairs. I hestiated to investigate, but opened my door anyway.

I went downstairs into my father study. What I saw is something that will never be unseen.

Stefan and Damon were over my father, drinking his blood. I was to shocked to scream, but I did manage a small whimper.

They looked at me. Damon and Stefan lunged at me at the same time. I gasped as I felt their fangs break through the bairer that's my skin. I didn't have any time to scream, because before I completely relised what was going on, I was dead.