CHAPTER 1: PILOT.

My blood red convertible sped past the 'Welcome to Mystic Falls' sign, ripping one side off its hinges leaving the sign tilted. Red leather gloves gripped the steering wheel, a silk head scarf protected my shoulder length brunette locks and large black sunglasses concealed my stormy grey eyes. A wicked grin came over my face, spreading my crimson red lips to reveal perfect white teeth as I saw the murky green police car parked on the side of the otherwise abandoned road. Increasing my speed I blurred past catching the policeman's attention. The siren sounded in the background as the car began to follow mine. Red and blue lights flashed in my rear view mirror, only causing me to speed up even more. As we rounded bend after bend, nearing the town I decided that it was time to end this little chase. I swerved dangerously watching in the mirrors as his car went off the side of the road and into a ditch, a smirk playing at the corners of my mouth. I continued on to the little town I'd once called home, reveling in the thoughts of the destruction I would soon cause.

I pulled into the gravel driveway of the Salvatore Boarding House and removed my sunglasses, promptly tossing them onto the panel behind the steering wheel. I checked my flawless reflection in the mirror and stepped out of the car. My high heeled black leather boots made sharp impact with the drive causing the clip clop of the heels to resound around the area. I swung the large oak door open revealing a lavishly decorated hallway, wood paneled and all. I made my way down the hallway, abandoning my scarf along the way and focusing my hearing on the conversation upstairs.

"You promised." said a very pissed off voice.

"This was an animal attack.." Now I heard the incredulous voice of my baby brother Stefan. Smirking I made my way upstairs following the voices. Running my fingertips over the ornate furnishings.

"Don't give me that. I know the game. You tear them up enough so they suspect an animal attack. You said that you had it under control." Ah, yes. The great nephew Zach. He was a disgusting relative just like all the rest. Whiny brats. I made my way forward careful not to alert Stefan to my presence just yet.

"And I do."

"Please Uncle Stefan, Mystic Falls is a different place now. It's been quiet for years. But there are people who still remember. And you being here, It's just going to stir things up."

"It's not my intention." I rolled my eyes. Urgh Saint Stefan strikes again.

"Then what is? Why did you come back? After all this time, why now?"

"I don't have to explain myself."

" I know, but you can't change what you are. You don't belong here anymore."

"Where do I belong?"
"I can't tell you what to do. But coming back here was a mistake." I heard Zach move to leave the room and carefully concealed myself behind a curtain. Inside Stefan was looking through his old journals. He's journaled his life for as long as I can remember. He was currently looking at one from God knows when. But even from my place outside the door I could see it. Or more accurately her, Katherine. Now seemed as good a time as any to make my presence known.

"Oh baby brother, don't you know holding on to old memories hinders one's ability to move on." I strolled into his room perching on the edge of his desk. His head whipped around to face me.

"Alessa."

"The one and only." I was grinning like Cheshire cat.

"Did you kill those people?"I frowned. Anger blazing in my eyes.

"Is that all you have to say to your big sister, whom you haven't seen in almost a century?" I slowly made my way over to him, taking a ridiculous amount of pleasure in the way his heartbeat increased as I drew nearer.

"Alessa, why are you here?"

"Nostalgia, curiosity, ectera. The better question is why are you. Say what you want for us but we all tend to avoid our home like the plague."

"Alessa, I'm not doing this with you. You get some sick pleasure out of watching peoples' lives destroyed and I won't let you do that here. I'm sorry for what happened in the past but it's a new day. Can't we please just bury the hatchet?" He looked at me with pleading moss green eyes. I wavered slightly and was so tempted to take him up on the offer and hug my baby brother. But my anger won out, just like it always does.

"Stefan, I'll bury the hatchet after I've killed you with it. Sleep well baby bro, you've got school in the morning." And with that I took my leave, trailing to my room. I dressed in a blood red silk nightie and curled up in bed resigned to rest and be productive in the morning. For one doesn't survive in Mystic Falls without infiltrating the elite, and while Stefan was keen to play high school student, my sights were set on bigger fish.

The next day I returned from my outings with quite the informative treasure. I skipped up to my room and pulled out the box hidden under loose floorboards. When I hide things here it isn't a cliche considering I made up the hiding place in the first place. Inside were a few objects. A patent leather notebook which was sealed with a key (and magic), some old photos, documents and a few keepsakes. My attention drifted to the wedding ring in the corner, and I cringed. Soon, soon I would get revenge on all those who had wronged me in the past. Stefan was the least of my worries. I picked up the notebook and began documenting information.

Founder's Council

Richard & Carol Lockwood. (Mayor.1 son Tyler).

Sheriff Elizabeth Forbes. (Divorced. 1 daughter Caroline.)

Merideth Fell. (Doctor. Fake death certs. Possible vampire blood for healing.)

Grayson and Miranda Gilbert. (Deceased. 1 son Jeremy. 1 daughter Elena.)

John Gilbert. (Younger brother to . MIA)

Zach Salvatore.

Bill Forbes. (MIA)

Logan Fell. (Reporter. Cover ups)

Brian Walters. (Medical Examiner. Fake death Certs.)

Pastor Young.

Founding families still exclusive. Knowledge on vampires. Vervain supplied. Offspring are all unaware of the Council's true purpose.

After I had finished documenting my new found discoveries I trapezed to Stefan's room. He was getting dressed when I came in. "Oooh, hot date tonight?" I smiled leaning against the door frame. He looked up at me while buttoning his shirt.

"I'm going to a party."

"Ha!" Oh that was funny. Stefan the party animal. "Why in the world are you going to a party?"

"Because I was invited." Urgh my baby brother, always so melodramatic.

"By who? The lovely Elena perhaps?" At this his full attention focused on me.

"Alessa, leave Elena alone." God, was that meant to be an order. Well then, time to show Stefan that I'm still in charge.

"I'll take that as an invitation." Smirking I made my way back to my room to get ready for the party. I picked out a tight black leather skirt with zips on the side, black over the knee high heeled boots, a royal blue top that showed off my cleavage and a black cropped leather jacket adorned with buckles and metallic attachments. I left the house in a blur coming to the sight of the party by the falls. Honestly it wasn't that hard to find it. The drunk teenagers were a stellar clue.

I took in my surroundings. Stefan was talking to Elena, still oblivious to my presence, Caroline Forbes was attempting to drown herself in a beer bottle chatting to some African American girl. (Note to self investigate Bennett witches.) There were adolescents doing keg stands, laughing dancing and having an all around good time. It was time to stir up some trouble.

I sauntered over to Elena and Stefan, planting a kiss upon his cheek and smiling at her. Her gaze faltered clearly thinking I was competition. "Baby brother it's so good to see you. And this must be Elena. I've heard so much about you." She visibly calmed.

"I didn't know you had a sister Stefan."

"Hi, I'm Alessa." I embraced her in a hug. She was grinning now, so thrilled that the sister of the guy she liked seemed to like her. What an idiot. I turned to Stefan signalling that I wanted a drink and whispering plots of mass destruction should he refuse. He quietly excused himself and went to fetch us drinks. I turned my attention on Elena.

"So you're Stefan sister?" Smart as a whip this one.

"Yeah. And you're the girl he likes." She blushed. God this was going to be easy. "Do you mind if we take a walk. I'm sure Stefan will catch up soon." She nodded her reply and we made our way towards the bridge.

"So are you in town for long?"

"Yes. Since our parents died I've wanted to be a bigger presence in Stefan's life. I'm ashamed to say that I've been a bit absent over the years."

"I'm sure he's thrilled to have you back. Are you in high school too?"

"No dear. I'm 19 so that excludes me from that wonderful experience. I'm taking some time out from college while Stefan settles into things here in Mystic Falls."

"That's so nice of you. Is it just the two of you? Stefan mentioned something about an Uncle."

"Yes Uncle Zach has kindly taken him in. And then there's me and our older brother Damon. He's travelling at the moment but I'm sure he'll stop by eventually. What about you? Any siblings?"

"Yeah my brother Jeremy and we live with our Aunt Jenna. My parents died in a car accident last spring." My eyes widened and I brought her in for a hug.

"I'm so sorry for your loss." By this time we'd made it back to the center of the party to see Stefan being harassed by Caroline.

"Huh, well that explains why he was taking so long with the drinks." I giggle at her statement as my brother made his way over to us. He handed me my drink and was looking Elena over for any bite marks.

"I should probably give you two some time to talk. It was lovely getting to know you Elena. Maybe we'll meet up some time?"

"Yeah I'd like that." I passed her a slip of paper with my number on it and she gave me hers. I swaggered away, triumphant in annoying Stefan.

My attention drifted to the guy with the dark hair and eyes leading some girl with dirty blonde hair away to the woods. Tyler Lockwood. Well this night just keeps getting better and better. I followed them in keeping my distance. I was close enough to hear the girl fighting against him.

"No. Ty, I'm not having sex against a tree."

"Come on."

"No it's not going to happen. It's not gonna happen. Not here, not like . I said no!" Every instinct in my body was pushing me to tear out his throat but I calmed myself. Not the right time. Thankfully I didn't have to intervene. Someone else did it for me.

"Hey leave her alone."

"You know you're starting to get on my nerves Gilbert."

"Just go Tyler. Get the hell away from me." The girl cried out.

"Wow, Vicki Donovan says 's a first." Wow what a jackass. He walked away and I followed not interested in the teenybopper drama about to unfold. He walked to a secluded part of the woods. This is when I make my move.

"Wow. Really not your night, huh?"

"Who the hell are you?" A temper, just like every other Lockwood.

"Relax. I just came over here to see if you're alright."

"Well I don't need your help."

"You sure about that?" At this point I was close enough to him that our chests were almost touching. I pushed myself forward bringing my lips to his and pushing him into a tree. We stayed like that for several minutes, kissing like there was no tomorrow. For a Lockwood he wasn't all that bad. When I felt his erection brush against my thigh I pulled away. Smirking I sauntered off.

"Hey what the hell?" His incredulous look was just too funny.

"Word of advice. If you treat girls like they're toys there always going to push you away. Not fun to be used for someone else's amusement is it?" With that I moved away happy that I'd established first contact.

"Hey! I don't even know your name."

"You haven't earned it."

I made my way back to the party washing my mouth out with vodka. I was getting bored and hungry. I saw Stefan and made my way over to him. "Oooh, jealous Stefan?" He was staring at Elena and her ex boyfriend Matt.

"No. Alessa what do you want?" I didn't get a chance to answer because Caroline jumped in to a conversation with Stefan.

"Hey. There you are. Have you been down to the falls yet? Because they are really cool at night. And I can show you, if you want?" Wow, that was subtle. Why not just strip and beg him to take you to his bed?

"I think you've had a little too much to drink." Oh Stefan the gentleman.

"Oh, well of course I have, so..."

"Caroline. You and me it's not going to happen. I'm sorry." I stand corrected Stefan is not such a gentleman. He walked away leaving her in the dust. I came up to her and fiddled with the ends of her blonde hair.

"Don't fret dear. You can do so much better than him. He's damaged goods." With that I followed Stefan determined to get a rise out of him. He started talking to Elena again and I chose to covertly listen in while fetching myself another drink. She suddenly walked away following some poor drunk kid. I went to stand beside Stefan.

"Somebody help!" Elena's screamed pierced the night as I saw her brother Jeremy carry the drunk Vicki out of the woods. The coppery smell of blood filled the air as I saw the gaping wound on her neck. They lay her down on a table while her brother and a few others gathered around.

"It's her neck something bit her. She's losing a lot of blood. It's bad." Stefan looked at me and dragged me from the crowd.

"Did you do it!? What the hell were you thinking? God you can't just leave it alone can you? You just had to screw up these peoples' lives."

"Hey, Stefan! Don't go pointing that judgy finger at me. I didn't do this." He stared into my eyes as I spoke. He knew I wasn't lying. We may have had our differences but we still could tell when the other was telling the truth. "There's another vampire in town. And personally I don't like some unidentified party on my turf. We need to get out of here before the police begin questioning people." With that we both flashed off home, determined to know who was responsible for this attack.

Once we got home we met Zach in the study. "What's going on?"

"Someone else has attacked tonight and it wasn't me." Stefan moved to the stairs when he heard Zach gasp at the sight of me.

"Hello nephew." I waggled my fingers at him.

"Did you think about asking the murderous vampire in the house?" He stood at his desk looking for something to defend himself with.

"I did. She didn't do it Zach." With that Stefan ran up the stairs. I grinned at Zach and followed him at a slower pace.

Once in Stefan's room a crow flew in through the open balcony doors. It spotted me and came to rest on my shoulder. A grin took over the majority of my face as I new who's signature this was. Stefan and I both turned to face the balcony and I flew into the arms of the man standing there. My big brother Damon. His raven hair was styled messily and his blue eyes as stunning as ever. We chuckled in our embrace as Stefan watched us.

"I've missed you baby sis."

"Me too big bro."

"Damon." Stefan's voice shattered our moment of comradery.

"Hello brother." With a smirk on his face Damon answered. We moved further into the room and I perched on the desk.

"The crows a bit much, don't you think?" Stefan had his judgy voice on.

"Wait until you see what I can do with the fog." Damon was always an over achiever. "But that's nothing compared to what our sister can do." We shared a smile.

"When did you get here?" Again with the judgy Stefan. You'd think he'd have better manners considering he was the so called good sibling.

"Well I couldn't miss your first day of school. Your hair's different. I like it."

"It's been 15 years Damon."

"Thank God. I couldn't take another day of the 90s. That horrible grunge look, did not suit you." I sat back and watched their verbal sparring. "Remember Stefan it's important to stay away from fads."

"Why are you here?"

"I missed my little sister and brother."

"You hate small towns. It's boring. There's nothing for you to do." I could think of a few things.

"I manage to keep myself busy."

"You know you left that girl alive tonight. It's very clumsy of you." So that solves the mystery of the new vampire in town. I was getting bored and occupied myself with flicking through papers on Stefan's oh so cluttered desk.

"Urgh. That could be a problem. For you."

"Why are you here Damon?" Oh now there's a defeated tinge to his voice. If I knew that Damon would make him so depressed I would've called him.

"I could ask you the same question. However, I'm fairly certain your answer would be summed up into one little word. Elena."

"Careful D. He's oddly protective of America's most boring teenager." My voice cut through the air, earning a smirk from Damon and a glare from Stefan.

"Took my breath away. Elena. She's a dead ringer for Katherine." Damon teased. I giggled.

"Damon don't give Stefan premonitions of Elena's future. I was trying to keep my plot for her murder a secret."

"She's not Katherine."

"We'll see." I was getting annoyed now.

"Tell me something when's the last time you've had anything stronger than a squirrel?"

"Damon don't tease. Just because our brother is a vegan vampire doesn't mean that we love him any less. Anyway, if we gave him human blood Mystic Falls would become a ghost town." I stood from the table circling Stefan. Damon kept goading Stefan until he hit the Elena nerve and they both went out the window. I stood on the balcony as the kept their verbal sparring going. Then as Damon handed Stefan his daylight ring back my attention began to drift knowing that this fight was over. I caught Stefan's eye and smirked moving back into the house to get a blood bag and regroup on the day's events.

I decided against rest and went back out. The Lockwood Manor had definitely changed over the years. Yet that ostentatious feel was still there. I moved to the open window and sat on the window sill. My eyes glazed over Tyler Lockwood and I smiled. The pieces were all falling into place and soon they would all be sorry for what happened. I placed a kiss on his forehead and left the room. I came across a young jogger on my way home.

"Hi, I'm so sorry to bother you but can you tell me where Rosewood Lane is? I'm kind of lost." He smiled and offered to walk me there. On the way we passed through an alley way. I pushed him against the wall and began kissing his neck. I felt the veins creep up my eyes and looked up at him.

"You won't make a sound."

"I won't make a sound." With that I smiled and sunk my fangs into his neck draining him dry. His body fell to the ground in a slump and I avoided the mess by carefully pacing over it. My heels clacked against the road as I made my way home.