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This is my first fanfiction on TVD, and although at first it doesn't seem TVD related it is, so please read and enjoy.


The Original Who Loved Me

Violet returned to her apartment earlier than usual so she could surprise Andy, her lover, for his birthday. It was his 100th birthday, well not birthday exactly but 100 years since he was turned and she wanted to do something special. She was disappointed to find that he was not home like he should have been. While she waited for him to return she popped in the shower. The water was scolding, just like she liked it. Normally it would turn a humans skin bright red but for Violet, a vampire, it only turned her ghostly white skin a light peach colour, it made her look more human. Her long ice blonde hair stretched all the way down to her waist when it was wet, it tickled her lower back as the water ran down her spine. A shutting of a door sounded and the rattle of keys in the bowl. Andy was finally home. With vampire speed she turned the shower off, grabbed a towel and ran straight into his arms, greeting him with a passionate kiss.

"I take it this has something to do with my birthday." said Andy looking up and down her naked body.

"Only if you want it to be." she replied, pulling on his work shirt to bring him into another kiss, she moaned as he grabbed onto her hips and moved them into the bedroom, planting her on the bed briefly breaking their kiss so he could remove his shirt.

"No fair, I love doing that part." Violet pouted. He rolled his eyes and climbed over her for another kiss. Violet took advantage of his position and flipped them both over so she could get better access to the zipper on his pants, which were quickly removed and thrown with the remainder of Andy's clothing and her towel on the floor.

"Seeing as it's my birthday, I can do whatever I like... to you." and with that he turned the tables on her, making him on top again. He quickly entered her before she had time to complain and started a rhythm with their hips. She picked up the movements and met him thrust for thrust, just as she was nearing the edge he pulled out, much to her dislike.

"What are you doing? I'm so close." she panted, but he just smirked and tapped the side of his nose.

"Lie back down and close your eyes... don't move." he said and she had to admit she loved it when he ordered her around. It just turned her on more than anything else. Before she knew it she was no longer on the bed but up against the wall. Andy once again pounding against her making her gasp and moan repeatedly.

"You wanna play it like that then." she said between gasps.

"My birthday, my rules." was all he said in return. Next they moved onto the dresser, still keeping the same fast rhythm and knocking the lamp to the floor.

"Damn, not another lamp" she smirked. As she neared the edge, again, she could feel he was close too; they both climaxed in a never ending high and collapsed onto the bed.

"I love you." she said, he planted a kiss on her nose.

"I love you too, Vi" he answered giving her another kiss. She was the luckiest vampire in the world, never any drama like in the east, yes they knew about The Originals and the entire goings on in Mystic Falls, she was just glad that they lived all the way out in LA, nothing bad could happen to them there.

"I am going to get your present." she exclaimed.

"You mean there's more than just birthday sex?" asked a surprised Andy. Her surprise was perfect; she had been saving it for his hundredth birthday. It was the last picture of him taken as a human in 1912, two weeks before he was turned. She had it hidden in a cooking book as she knew he would never look in there, he was a classic vampire that only consumed blood even though food wouldn't hurt him, she on the other hand loved to cook it was a great way to invite a new friend over and of course feed off their blood. Getting up off the bed she let him watch her from behind as she delicately walked out of the room, she went to the kitchen and grabbed a chair to reach on the top shelf of her cookbooks, just as she reached up to get it she heard a scream, it came from Andy. Forgetting what she was doing she ran back into the bedroom to see Andy on the floor screaming and coughing up blood. She stared in fright as tears started pouring out of her eyes.

"What's happening to me?" he screamed. Violet collapsed to the floor where she stood and crawled over to him, holding him in her arms.

"I don't know, but everything is going to be okay." she reassuringly. But it wasn't. Andy's screams died out as he died. She watched as his already pale skin turned a sickly grey, his veins more noticeable and his sleek, cropped black hair turned a muddy brown. He lay still in her arms.

"Andy? ANDY!" She screamed at his sudden silence. "No, you can't be dead, you can't be dead!" Her screams turned to silent sobs as she curled her knees up to her body and cried. He was gone. Her lover of half a century... just dead and she had no idea how or why. But she would avenge his death; whoever took him from her would pay. Torture was her speciality, she had been out of practise since she met Andy in the 60's but before that she was known to torture and kill any man that wronged her. She had even had a brush up with an Original before, but of course she couldn't kill him. Torturing him though, she could do that, and she did for three weeks straight before one of his brothers came to his rescue. Her sadness now turned anger made her go on a rampage, of the murderous kind. She hunted for young teens on the beach to feast on; thankfully it was always hot in LA, always people out at night, plenty to choose from. After her fifth or sixth kill, by that point she no longer cared, she ditched the bodies in the ocean and went back to make arrangements for Andy. She laid him back on the bed, arms by his side; she called a friend who worked at the local obituary so that his body would be properly taken care of.

After calling their closest friends and telling them what had happened she left for the airport, she was going to visit an old friend, Abbey Bennet.

By the time she got to the little house in the middle of nowhere it was already late morning, if she couldn't find answers here she was hardly going to give up, but she didn't exactly know what she would do either. She walked up the steps, onto the porch and to the door when she stopped. The smell of blood sent her head spinning from the night before, poor kids she thought. She followed the scent to the back of the house where a cool box full of blood sat in the sun. The whole garden looked like it hadn't been touched in days, if not weeks. The house was completely deserted, not a soul anywhere. As she finally gave up and decided to leave a car pulled up out front and a familiar looking girl stepped out. She looked a bit like Abbey Bennet but was much younger. It must be her daughter she thought. Another girl, this one blonde and bouncy, followed after the first.

"Maybe she came back here." said the daughter, once she saw Violet she stopped dead. "Who are you?"

Violet reached her hand out to the girl. "My name is Violet Pierce, and you must be Abbey's daughter." just saying Andy's last name made her quiver, but she did well to keep it together. The brunette looked to her friend and then looked back to Violet, extending her hand.

"Bonnie Bennet, this is Caroline Forbes." The other girl waved. "Did you say your last name was Pierce?"

"Yes, not my birth name but it was my late lover's name." the girls looked to her with sad eyes.

"I'm so sorry, when did he die?" The blonde girl, Caroline asked.

"Last night," she replied "I came to look for Abbey to see if she could explain to me why. As she is not here perhaps you, a Bennet witch, could help me." she looked towards Bonnie who gave a confused expression back.

"How did you know?" asked the witch, but Violet could tell she already knew the answer. "You and your lover were vampires." she stated.

"Yes, his death was unnatural and I am sure it was murder. He appeared to have been staked yet there was no wood." A lone tear fell from her eyes. Caroline and Bonnie seemed unsurprised; rage began to fill Violet once more. She reacted instantly, always acting before she thinks, she grabbed Caroline by the throat and pinned her to the ground.

"If you know something, it would be best you told me now or that daylight ring of yours will no longer be on your finger!" she spat. Caroline just smirked, Violet could tell that she was just a baby vampire and probably still quite strong. But before either girl could do anything, though, a searing pain attacked Violets head; she released Caroline and turned to Bonnie.

"Damn you and your witchcraft." Violet said whilst recovering. She underestimated how far along the young witches powers had come. "I just need to know what happened to him, if you know please help." she said feeling defeated and alone.

"We know what happened," Caroline started. "One of the Original vampires was killed and everyone from his bloodline died when he did. Do you know who he was turned by?"

"Some slut called Sage in 1912." said Violet. Caroline just made a 'o' shape with her mouth. "Do you know her?

"Sage was turned by Finn, she is also dead." Caroline answered. "I think you should come back with us to Mystic Falls."

Violet considered it for a minute, she had never met Finn but she wished he was still alive. "I'll go with you, if you take me to Finn's killer."

"Okay, yeah. We can do that." Caroline said uneasily. Bonnie shot her a 'what the hell do you think you're doing' look. They were up to something. Violet readied herself to fight but the witch used the spell to attack her head again and the blonde quickly grabbed her neck and snapped it.

She awoke sometime later with her wrists bound by rope in the back of the car the two girls originally came in. As she tried to struggle her wrists started to burn, vervain. These girls come prepared she thought.

"Why am I bound? I was going to go with you willingly." she asked. The blonde was the first to answer.

"You want to be taken to Finn's killer and no doubt kill him. I can't let you do that."

"We can't let you do that." Bonnie corrected. So they were in on the plan to kill Finn, which inadvertently killed Andy.

"Did you know what would happen if you killed Finn?" she asked, she didn't want to kill these girls but she would if they knew the consequences of his death.

"No we didn't know what would happen, we are truly sorry for your loss." said Bonnie, she sounded truly sorry.

The rest of the journey was made in silence, soon enough they arrived at a large mansion. Violet knew exactly where she was, The Salvatore Boarding House. She had been there once before but that was a long time ago, before Damon and Stefan Salvatore were even born. It hadn't changed one bit.

Bonnie walked straight into the mansion but Caroline came round to help Violet out of the car.

"You can take these off now." Violet commanded looking down at the ropes, but Caroline did nothing.

"I'm not that stupid, they can come off when you get inside." replied Caroline.

Caroline followed after Bonnie and ushered Violet to follow her, she did as she was told because it would bring her closer to finding out exactly who killed Finn, and if she couldn't kill them she would torture them. In fact she almost preferred it that way. Caroline and Bonnie walked into the house with ease but as soon as Violet tried to step over the threshold she was stopped. She had to be invited in, but were the owners of the house vampires? She thought.

"Uh guys, little trouble getting inside here." Violet said, getting a little bit pissed off with all the messing around she has gone through. All she wanted to do was avenge Andy; it wasn't supposed to take this long!

From around the corner came a tall brunette, with olive skin and brown eyes. Violet knew who this was instantly, Katherine Pierce.

"Katherine Pierce, I see we meet again. It would please you to know that your great, great, great, great, however many times great grandson is now dead." The girl just looked at her blankly.

"I'm not Katherine," was all she said.

"You're the Doppelganger? What have I gotten myself into?" she replied. "Can you let me in now? Violet was growing impatient.

"Oh yeah, I'm sorry. You can come in." answered the Doppelganger. "Bonnie, Caroline could you give us a minute." They both left the boarding house and went outside.

"Thank you. What's your name this time then?" asked Violet, stepping into the house, Elena lead her into the library.

"It's Elena, are we related?" she asked curiously.

"We were, but only by marriage. My husband, Andy, is dead now. His death is why I'm here." said Violet with no emotion. Now that they were alone Violet could think of a way to get out of there.

"Elena, can you untie these for me?" this were her chance to escape, a weak Doppelganger would not be able to stop her.

Elena obliged and as soon as the rope was off Violet darted for the door. Only to be stopped by what felt like a rock. The 'rock' grabbed hold of her arms and dragged her back into the room where Elena was standing dumbfounded.

"Damon Salvatore, I was wondering when you would show up." she said with a smirk. "I don't believe we have ever had the pleasure of meeting, and I assure you it would have been a pleasure."

"I've heard about you, Violet, you tortured every man that crossed you. I was not going to be added to that list." he said nonchalantly.

"Fair enough, but I would've rocked your world." she teased, of course she would never consider sleeping with him now, even with his body. Her love still belonged to Andy.

"Let's get down to business." said Damon, "So your beloved Andy is now dead because we killed Finn. Is that correct?

Violet nodded. "Why did you kill Finn?" she couldn't help but be curious. She walked over to what was obviously Damon's mini bar and poured herself a tumbler of scotch. Yes she was a bit of a drinker when under stress.

"The Original family were all linked together; it was our best way of killing Klaus. Bonnie, whom you've met, reversed the bond, which is actually a relief because otherwise we would all be dead right now." Damon replied. Now things made sense.

"Wait, so all the Originals are in Mystic Falls and are alive?" asked Violet, she knew of one who would not be pleased to see her.

"Yep, all except Elijah, he left as soon as possible." answered Damon. Violet instantly began to worry; maybe he had forgotten all the torture? Who was she kidding, they all remembered the torture. She gulped all her scotch down in one go.

"You look a bit nervous there Blondie. Which Original do you owe?" he asked cheekily. His blue eyes stared her down trying to scare her, it did not work.

"I owe nothing to any Original, but I did torture one of them. I don't think he would be pleased to see me." fought Violet.

"Let me guess, Kol?" he knew he had guessed right, there was no way it would have been Klaus and she didn't looked relieved about Elijah being gone and Finn was dead. Who else would it have been?

"Am I allowed to leave yet? I want to go back home for Andy's funeral."

"We can't let you leave Mystic Falls, we can't let you kill Finn's murderer." Elena's voice came as a surprise to Violet as she had not spoken in some time. "I want to know your story, how you became a vampire and how you met Andy."

"Andy is your great, great, great uncle, he had siblings who did not become vampires and they had children who resulted in Isobel and then you. They had the name Pierce at the time and when I married Andy I took up his name. I was born in 1751, England, although my accent has changed a lot since then. I was turned on my 19th birthday by the man that was chosen for me to marry. I actually loved him until he ended my life; I killed him and left for America. I then used to sleep with men, torture and kill them, until I met Kol. I honestly thought I was falling in love again, we were together for a decade and then he decided that he wanted something new, like I wasn't important." Violet paused for an unnecessary breath.

"It must have been hard." said Elena sympathetically. She smiled at her, this Doppelganger was so different than Katherine, and it completely threw Violet off.

"It was, until I hunted him down and tortured him for 3 weeks. Elijah came to his rescue eventually then I heard that Niklaus had daggered him and put him in a coffin, until now that is. I met Andy in 1961, we have been together since 1962, got married in 1975 and have been living in LA ever since. I don't know what I'm going to do without him." she trailed off. Damon actually looked like he understood.

"It will get better, soon enough." he said. She must have looked shocked at Damon having emotions because he just laughed and said, "Elena changes a person."

"You two must be very happy." was all Violet could say. They both nodded.

"Seeing as no one will let me kill anyone around here, can I at least go out for a drink? I promise not to hurt anyone." she asked, she felt silly in doing so. She was older than both of them but she didn't want to be held captive so she was going to play nice.

"Me, Bonnie and Caroline are going out to the Grill. You can tag along too." said Elena with a smile on her face.

When they all got to the Grill the one person that Violet didn't want to see was standing at the bar with Klaus, it was none other than Kol Mikaelson.

"We can leave if you want." Elena said, also noticing Kol standing there. Luckily he had not seen her yet, probably didn't even recognise her after all those years in a coffin.

"No it's fine. I want to see how this plays out." replied Violet and she purposely strut over to the bar, making sure that every males attention was on her.

"Hello Kol. Long time no see."


a/n I hope that wasn't too short a chapter, please leave reviews :)