Disclaimer: I do not own/associate with Vampire Diaries nor any of the fictional characters. This is merely just a fanfiction.

A/N: I am remaking this fanfiction as I have not been updating since years. There may be some changes in stories. Hope you like it.

- Prologue -

She was standing alone in the middle of the Wickery Bridge. The gentle breeze lightly touched her olive skin, implanting shivers to her bones. She held herself by folding her arms while gently rubbing against her skin. Her dark hair flew smoothly which tickles her neck slightly. She quickly tucked her hair behind her ears.

She looked under the bridge, where the only visible thing was the reflection of the moon on the river. Her heart was racing, palpitating. She could hear her heartbeats crying loudly. She recalled the exact moment when the car dove into the river. The splash. Her parents asked her not to be afraid while attempting to open the doors.

"Don't worry, Elena. Everything is going to be fine." Her mother told. Her father was elbowing the door hard.

"Mom," Elena felt tears falling from her eyes, inevitably.

She recalled the moment she was suffocated under water. She could not breathe at all. She struggled. Badly. And the last thing she could remember was… nothing.

"Katherine?" A voice slid through her memory. She regained consciousness and swiftly turned her head over her shoulder in search of the source of the voice.

"Katherine," he called again, this time with more assurance. His voice was enthralling.

She looked at the dark figure, squinting her eyes in an effort to see the man more clearly. But without any lights provided, he was just a shadow.

"I'm sorry, but I'm not who you're looking for." She slowly rubbed off the tear on her eyes and continued. "I'm not Katherine."

"You look so much like her." The man voiced. He walked closer each time he spoke. His profile seemed sharper and she was certain his eyes were in radiance under the moonlight.

She tried to move backwards but was blocked by the brick handle. She knocked on the handle, her arms gripped tightly on the handle.

The man took a deep breath, then sighed. "But you're not her."

She could almost see the disappointment on his face, but she definitely sensed it in his tone of speech.

"I didn't mean to startle you, miss." He apologised in sincerity, or at least she thought. "It's just that you look identical with a friend of mine."

She pressed her lips to smile, unsure if he could see it. She was uncertain if he was trying to make up pick-up lines or really meant what he said. Or maybe she was just thinking too much.

"May I question, miss," he did not stop pacing closer to her. Each step he took augmented the rate of her heartbeat. She realised he was not actually asking her permission to question her when he continued, "Why are you alone on this bridge at such dark night?"

The truth was, she actually thought of committing suicide. She always thought she meant to die in that car accident, with her parents. That was where she should be, with her parents. However, she did not plan to tell a stranger her actual life plans and her past. In fact, a man approaching a girl at this late night, isn't that enough to convince her that he is dangerous?

"I just wanted fresh air," she nodded lightly to herself, as though trying to convince herself that it was the truth.

"You shouldn't be alone at night," he warned. "Didn't you hear about the animal attacks on the news?"

She nodded. She was not the kind of people who were aware of current issues, but she did remember her parents' telling her and her brother regarding the increase of death rates due to animal attacks in Mystic Falls during dinner time. It was horrible. The corpses were drained out of blood. What kind of animal actually does that?

"Anyway, it's nice to talk to you. You should go back before your family comes rushing to find you."

She realised his face was just a few inches from hers. She could see her pupils dilating faintly, and hearing words that she would never remember.

"You will go home and forget about what you have planned tonight. You will forget meeting me. You are strong, remember that."