Prologue

I would just like to say that this is my first fanfiction that I have ever written and posted and if it weren't for my best friend Caroline I probably wouldn't have posted this. So thank you Caroline for listening to me ramble endlessly about this and that. Also, for asking me everyday to tell you about the next chapter in Waking Up to the Dark. You gave me the courage to write this, so thank you. I love you Care.

Also, please go easy on me seeing to how this is my first fanfiction. :-) :-) :-)

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I can't believe it. After centuries of running they finally caught us. Well, they finally caught Katherine after 500 years. I however have only been running for 5 years. You see, there are many reasons why I'm running with Katherine. One of the reasons is because I'm running away. Running away from my old life, my family and most importantly from the memory of the woman I used to call my mother.

When Katherine first found me she told me that she had been looking for me for years, and that she was my mother. I don't know why I believed her. I mean at the time she had been a century old vampire and everyone knows that vampires can't procreate. But, in my defense she did have a good explanation. Katherine told me that she actually had twins out-of-wedlock and not just one baby girl. However, one of the twins died in childbirth. That child was me. The witches however found a loophole and 500 years later here I am.

My name is Megan Petrova and Katherine and I have been running from the scariest thing you could run from in the vampire world. The Originals. It's not like I've done anything wrong to them. All I've ever done was just run with Katherine and trust her, but I guess I can't trust her anymore. You know why? Because, even though we got caught, and even though she always told me that she'd have my back she left me behind. And I still can't believe. I keep wondering, is it because of the fight we had tonight?

Flashback

Earlier that night

I was sitting at the bar. I noticed in the corner of my eye that Katherine was busy seducing some guy with a killer upper body and no doubt, lower body into going out back with her. She wasn't even using compulsion so I knew that she was toying with the poor guy. That's how she did it. She just loved the game. I decided to get comfortable knowing that this would take a while, without her using compulsion. I turned around on my stool, facing the bartender.

"Hey," I called to him. "Can I get one virgin Piña Colada over here please?" Knowing that Katherine wouldn't mind if I got one with alcohol, but I really didn't feel like getting buzzed that night. "Sure," he said, making the drink before setting it down in front of me. He moved on to the other costumers, not even giving me a second glance. I saw a man sitting down next to me, but something felt off. I felt a certain energy being buzzed off of him and it felt dark. I knew in that minute that I needed to get out of there. I set my drink down, called out to the bartender showed him that I was setting down my twenty on the bar and got up to leave. The man who had sat down next to me arm's shot out, grabbing my arm, and pulling me back to my stool causing a gasp of pain to leave my lips before I could control myself.

"Where do you think you're going little witch?" He seemed to almost snarl out. I was afraid, but only that my fear of getting Katherine and me caught was showing. "Get your hand off me." I snapped at him, which only seemed to make him tighten his grip. I looked into his face for the first time and the first thing I noticed were his eyes. They were black. The kind of black that you expect to see when you look down a tunnel, or into a cave. Not in a man's eyes.

"So, roaming around with Katerina Petrova, that seems fun doesn't it? I mean there's always that fear of getting caught, and who doesn't love knowing that any supernatural creature could turn them in at any given moment, right?" He asked sarcastically and rhetorically. I knew that soon Katherine would be back and we'd be way more screwed than we already were so I did the only thing I thought of in that moment. I said a quick strength spell that I had learnt from a witch in Egypt when Katherine and I had run there and broke the witches hand.

He sucked in air to keep from screaming out and let go of my arm to nurse his hand and that when I made a break for it. I ran to the side door as normally as I could and slipped out the door. I saw Katherine drinking from the cute guys neck and ran to her.

"Kat, we need to go!" I yelled. "Why?" She asked. "We just got here and I'm not done eating. Plus, it's not even midnight yet." "I know, but they found us. There was a man in the bar. He grabbed my arm and practically threatened me. I broke his hand and came to you." I explained quickly, worry and fear laced in my voice. "What, I can't believe you! I thought I taught you better than that!" She yelled at me, causing me to shrink back in fear.

She quickly healed the guy she'd been feeding off before and quickly grabbed my arm, where the man had before, and speeding us to our apartment. She unlocked the door before pushing me inside and running to her room, grabbing the suitcase she kept by the potted plant in case we ever had to run on her way there.

"What do we do Katherine? I've never done this before!" I asked her. "I'm going to pack everything I need to get out of here, you aren't going to anything." She told me in an all-knowing voice. I didn't understand. "Wait, but don't you want my help?" "Of course not, you're not coming with me." "Wait, what! You're joking right? You aren't actually leaving me behind? I mean, your my mom." Katherine didn't answer me. My worry and fear grew by the second. "Katherine? Mom? Mom!" I finally, yelled at her in exasperation. "I'm not your mother, stop calling me that!" Katherine yelled at me, finally answering me. As she said this her chocolate-colored eyes stared into my simple browns ones.

"No, you're lying. You are lying to me. Y-you told me that you were my mother, you s-said that I was yours." I strained out, barely holding back the tears now. "No, I'm not. Now if you'll excuse me I have some packing to do." She replied, in a calm tone.

At that point I could no longer hold the tears back. The salty drops started to slowing fall down my cheeks. I tried to hold back my whimpers, but failed. Katherine turned around and for a second I hoped that she would come over to my crying body on the floor and just hold me. She didn't. She turned around and said, "could you please leave?" I got up and walked out of her room and that's when I heard footsteps. I knew Klaus's vampires' were coming, and it was only a matter of time. I. Was. Screwed. So I just sat down on the sofa and waited for them to come.

I saw Katherine walk out of her room, a duffel bag over her shoulder and a frame in hand. In the frame was a collage. It had pictures of when I just met Katherine at the age of twelve and she had just saved me from what would be considered a hellhole,not a home. It even had current pictures of us. We made two of the same collages a month ago.

Katherine walked over to my still body on the couch and did something I didn't expect after all that had happened that night. She kissed my forehead and whispered to me, "Аз ще се върна за теб, моята човечност и ми беше сладка, сладка дъщеря." (Az shte se vŭrna za teb , moyata chovechnost i mi beshe sladka , sladka dŭshterya.) I understood every word she spoke to me in Bulgarian. She did teach it to me when she first met me.

"Don't forget Megan, protect yourself, defend yourself, and use your magic if you need to. And don't forget, don't kiss or drink the blood of a vampire, werewolf, or any other supernatural creature you cross paths with. No matter what." Katherine told me, almost in a motherly tone.

As she slipped out the window, to her escape, she whispered to me, "Аз ще се върна за теб. Обичам те, дъще моя." (Az shte se vŭrna za teb . Obicham te , dŭshte moya .) And another tear slipped from my eye.

*End Flashback*

Five minutes later, the door was burst through. Seven vampires walked through the doorway, the frist two scouting before letting the rest come in. One of them noticed me one the sofa and sped over to me. "You're her witch, aren't you?" He said in a smug tone with a smirk on his face. I didn't reply

"She left me behind, just take me away. You won't find her." I said in a bored tone. They had been searching the apartment for thirty minutes now and I had grown bored. "Fine, let's go." The man from earlier, who also seemed to be the leader commanded. "Let's go." He said to me. "Wait," I said. I grabbed my frame with the collage. "Okay, now we can go." I said. I noticed the leader of the group was looking at me and the frame suspiciously. "What, it's just a bunch of pictures. Sentimental value, okay." He was still looking at me strangely so I decided to have a staring contest with him. "Alright, you can bring it." He grumbled out after our twenty second staring match ended with him blinking.

All of the sudden, his face was in my face. "Good night, I hope you enjoy your nap." The man said to me. Before I could even get out a 'what?' his hand shot out and wrapped around my throat. And then all I saw was darkness.


What's going to happen to Megan? I'll update as soon as possible. I have school so it might take a while though. Please review, favorite, follow or whatever. I just hope you enjoyed. I would love to get feedback. Don't hesitate to PM me if you have any questions. See you soon guys!