Disclaimer : Although I wished I did, I do NOT own Vampire Diaries, only Kaylina Petrova.
The warm summer breeze ran through the open car window, and sent my long, dark brown tresses flowing around my face.
A beaming smile crossed my face at seeing the passing ''Welcome to Mystic Falls''. If the rumors were true I could finally reunite with my long lost sister. But then again it could be another dead end, completely made up or she's gone before I could find her. A sigh escaped my cherry coloured lips, I missed my sister fiercely and would do anything to get her back, I heard things, things that made my believe maybe being a vampire had changed my sister so dramatically that she had no humanity left, then I would have spent 500 years looking for something that would never be found, but I tried not to dwell on the negatives. I always had a tendency to hold grudges, but I couldn't, not against my sister, who in my eyes hadn't done anything wrong, she had nothing and had been through so much, that was her way of dealing with it in my opinion.
Katerina and I were very different in appearnace, whereas she had chocolate brown eyes, my own were wider and hazel, as a child I was often teased for being so doe-eyed, they used to say that my eyes were too big for my head, and my skin tone was slightly paler than Katerina's, though we did share similar traits like our small button noses, and petite figures, Katerina's hair was a chocolate brown, mine was similar but a few shades darker.
Over centuries vampires had thought of me as Katerina from a distance and every time my heart would clench at thinking maybe they knew where she was or she was nearby, and each time nothing. How was I supposed to find someone that doesn't want to be found?
My six-inch heels clicked on the pavement as I took in my surroundings, I had only ever been to Mystic Falls once, in 1865 but by then it had been too late Katerina was said to have been killed, it nearly tore me up inside, 500 years I had been searching for her only to find she had been killed, I couldn't help but think maybe if I had looked harder I could of prevented her death, so I turned off my emotions, until I was told by Slater, a vampire with knowledge and computer skill, he was like the gossip girl of the vampire community, she was locked in a tomb with other vampires it took nearly a year to get my emotions back because there was nothing left for me, but with the help of my good friend Lexi I was back to my emotional self, when I eventually opened the tomb and my sister was not inside of it, I was immensely upset. Surely she would of heard of me looking for her she could not mistake me for anyone else I had kept the same name since I was human. So here I am back in Mystic Falls trying to avoid a suit wearing vampire whilst looking for my sister.
As I neared a public building, ironically named The Mystic Grill, I spotted a familar face, a small smile instantly grew on my face.
''Stefan'' I yelled, bouncing on the balls of my feet in excitement, it had been so long since i'd seen him.
''Katerina'' I gasped, tears flooding my eyes, it was her, she was here, with Stefan? didn't they hate each other?
I quickly dismissed that and ran at vampire speed toward my sister, not caring who could see. My arms crushed her delicate frame and I heard her gasp of pain… and a heart beat? This was not my sister, I took a deep breath to compose myself and stepped a few steps back.
''I apologise, I thought you were someone I once knew'' I smiled sadly at the doppleganger , a pain in my dead heart at the similarities she shared with my sister, you could only tell her apart from her straight hair, Katerina always preferred her hair curled.
''You knew Katherine?'' Stefan asked in curiousity and distaste
''Did I not ever tell you of my dear sister?'' I asked in amusement, raising an eyebrow.
Stefan's eyes widen in surprise then narrowed in suspicion, the doppleganger's eyes widened in fear and a startled gasp could be heard.
''That's the sister, you would always talk about? Katherine'' Stefan in disbelief. Honestly, how did he not realise?
''Oh, don't be like that Stefan, I've only been looking for her 500 years'' I teased.
''Why? Katherine doesn't love anyone.'' Stefan asked arrogantly, like he actually knew my sister and I felt my eyes narrow.
''She's my sister, Stefan. She's all I have left and I love her no matter what she does, I'm sure you feel the same about your idiot of a brother even after her killed your best friend'' I spat harshly; I never did take well to people talking badly about my sister. The doppelganger had stayed silent throughout our exchange.
''Well, how long are you staying?'' Stefan gulped nervously and I narrowed my eyes in suspicion. Does he know where Katerina is?
''As long as it takes to find her, if you know where she is, speak now, I don't take kindly to lies, Stefan you know that.'' I hissed, he may be my old friend but I had searched long enough for my sister.
''Well, I don't know where she is'' Stefan beamed a nervous smile and I could tell he was hiding something but none the less I beamed back.
''Well Stefan, aren't you going to invite an old friend to stay, surely you have plently of rooms?'' I grinned, he knew I'd be suspicious if he refused.
''Of course'' Stefan said politely as he and Elena tried to subtley exchanged glances.
''I am Kaylina, and you are?'' I asked my sisters doppelganger, I just couldn't be bitchy to her she was the spitting image of my long lost sister.
''Elena'' she smiled shyly, pushing her hair behind her ears and gulped, though she was nothing like Katerina, my sister was always confident.
''Don't worry, I'm not here to harm you, unless you are hiding the where abouts of my sister'' I teased, half serious.
''No, I'm sorry. but I gotta go, bye Stefan, Kaylina'' She kissed Stefan on the cheek and nodded to me. I raised my brow toward Stefan at the show of affection.
''So Stefan… another Doppelganger? Surely one was enough'' I teased and he shook his head at me.
''I've gotta meet up with Damon but don't worry, I'll see you later. Here's the address'' Stefan explained and wrote the address down on a piece of paper from his wallet.
A few hours later of drinking at the Grill, meeting a wonderful blonde haired, blue eyed bus boy, and alot of retail shopping I decided to make my way back to Stefan's home.
It was big to say the least, plenty of rooms and it has character. I walked up the stairs and picked an empty room and dumped my bags on the floor. I wasn't one for doing my own unpacking, I was high-maintance to say the least so I decided to snoop around the house, they were two rooms already occupied, so I guessed Stefan and Dick-Head Damon, as I so loved to call him. I'd come across Damon a few times, once in Chicago 1920's where I also first met Stefan and another in 2007 and both times he was a barely emotionless arrogant idiot, always infuriating people, me in particular. He was one of the few people who actually knew Katerina was my sister and liked to annoy with telling me my sister never once spoke of me, saying she never cared. I had snapped his neck and staked him in various places too many times to count.
Calling a number of the man who turned me and left me in transition with a massacred village all alone, I acquired his number from slater. I needed Elijah's help, if anyone had the chance of finding Katerina it was him.
''Hello?'' His deep, gravily voice asked.
''Elijah?''I whispered thinking back in time when I first met Elijah
Bulgaria 1490.
''Mama, may I go to the Meadow?'' I begged mama in Bulgarian, knowing that Papa would not allow it. After Katerina left he wouldn't let me go anywhere, in fear I would disgrace our family like my sister had.
''Yes, but hurry back child'' Mama said hurrying around trying to clean our home; Papa said he had found myself a suitor and was bringing him to our home. I didn't want to be married, I didn't want to be owned by someone else. I was planning to run away and find Katerina and stay with her in England; I wanted to be with my sister, where I wasn't controlled.
I was picking my and Katerina's favourite flowers, hers were the red tulips, mine were the iris's, we'd play here all of the time when we were children and chase each other for hours.
''Excuse me?'' A deep voice said and I was so startled I almost dropped all of the flowers.
''I apologise for startling you, that was not my intention'' The velvety smooth voice spoke, I looked too see a man, who looked to be a few years older than myself with long wavy coffee coloured hair, a strong jaw and warm brown eyes that were watching me with such intensity that I found myself lost in them. He was very handsome.
His presence almost demanded power and authority. Remembering the handsome stranger was talking to me I ducked my head down so my long waves hid my rosey cheeks.
''It is quite alright, what is it you need?'' I asked shyly.
''I believe you are related to Katerina Petrova'' He smiled a warm small smile, that made me feel calm.
''Yes, yes are you here with my sister? Have you seen her?'' I asked excitedly, looking in all directions as if she were around somewhere, I was so niave I didn't even have the sense to be frightened.
''No, I'm sorry, she was a friend of mine'' He spoke gently as my face fell in disapointment and tears pooled in my eyes; I quickly blinked them away and smiled tightly at the stranger.
''I'm Kaylina Petrova'' I curtsied quickly forgetting my manners I always forgot to curtsy first, he probably thought I was raised by wolves.
''Elijah Smith'' He lightly kissed my hand and I eyed him suspiciously.
''That is not a Bulgarian name'' I replied matter-of-factly.
''Of course, I am from England'' He answered shortly.
''How do you know Katerina?'' I was still suspicious of this godly man; Mama said the most handsome of men were the cruellest.
''We met while in England and she stayed with me for a while, then disappeared I have come to ask you if you have seen her'' He said politely, his face had taken on a troubled expression, though I couldn't tell what was wrong.
''No, I have not. Do you believe she is coming here? I have missed my sister dearly'' I said softly, hoping she was coming for me like she promised.
''Perhaps not. She has been gone for a few weeks'' Elijah gave me a comforting smile as my face fell slightly.
For hours Elijah and I talked, I told him about my plans to run away to escape marriage and he told me about how he nearly fell for Katerina but was blinded by her beauty to see her vindictive side, of course I was defensive, I loved Katerina and she'd made a lot of mistakes but would always look after me first before anyone else, including herself.
Eventually it was time for me to go home before Papa got angry and beat me, he did that a lot after Katerina left.
''I must go, it was nice meeting you, Elijah'' I gave him my hand, which he gently kissed and as if on cue my face heated.
''I hope to see you again, Kaylina'' He smiled warmly.
''El-Elijah, what are you d-doing?'' I asked in shock and slight fear.
''As do I'' I nodded my head at him and turned to walk away but he pulled back my arm so I was flush against his body.
He replied by tangling his hand gently in naturally wavy dark hair, he pulled my head back and pressed his lips against mine softly, I didn't respond at first because I was so shocked and I didn't really know what I was doing, but after a while I started to relax and moved mine against his. It was soft ans sweet, everything I wished for my first kiss to be.
Elijah pulled back and I scrambled back in horrow almost falling onto my backside, his eyes had turned red and black veins under his skin, I tried to run but he grabbed my waist and pulled me back.
''I'm very sorry'' He said sounding pained. Long canines retracted from his mouth. He was a creature of the night. I screamed when he bit into his wrist and blood poured and he forced it to my mouth, I tried desperately not to swallow it. I spluttered and coughed a few times trying to force the liquid from my mouth. I looked up at Elijah, tears running down my cheeks and a frightened expression marred my face.
''A-are you g-g-going to kill m-me'' I gasped out through my sobs of sorrow.
''I am very sorry'' he apologised a second time as he covered my neck with his large, calloused hands. An audible snap could be heard before I drowned in darkness.
''And who, may I ask is calling?'' Elijah spoke in an eerie calm tone
''You probably won't remember me, but it's Kaylina Petrova. I need you to help me find my sister, Katerina, you owe me that Elijah'' I explained, a sharp breath was taken on the other side.
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