*Note from the Author: Hi, guys! This is my first story so try and be nice, but I would love to know how you honestly feel about it. Also, I do not have Beta nor so I have spell check so I am working hard and trying to make everything look nice. Thank you for reading.

IF YOU GUYS LIKE THE BEGINNING, I WILL CONTINUE. OTHER CHAPTERS WILL BE LONGER.

ALSO, I WILL BE WORKING ON ANOTHER PIECE THAT IS KLAROLINE SOON.

*Disclaimer: I do not own Vampire Diaries nor do I own any of it's characters.

The night was young and dark but the air was chilled. Caroline couldn't shake the feeling that someone was there, following her. As she looked around, she saw nothing. Fortunately, she knew to not let the shadows betray you. She had grown up without a lot of money so she learned a lot in the lower parts of town. She had learned to defend herself so when she heard the two footsteps before she was even touched, she was ready. As an arm went around her neck, her elbow collided with the attacker's rib cage. Clearly taken by surprise, his hold loosened for just a moment. That was just enough time for her to spin out of his grasp and send her fist into his nose. His hand flew to his face and pinched at the flesh the blood had begun to slip out of.

Caroline ran into the night, trying to get away before he recomposed himself. As she ran she realized she should have figured out who he was and reported him before he could hurt someone else. Pushing herself away from the thought as she heard her attacker beginning to run after her, she tried to run faster. It was useless. She had never really been fast and knew that unlike in the movies; she wasn't going to start going faster just because some psychopath was chasing her. Before she knew it, he was just 10 ft. away. It was terrifying. She had never felt her heart beat faster, adrenaline kicked in and she suddenly thought she could take him down. She stopped running and turned to brace herself. Due to the fact she had caught him by surprise, he ran right into the kick she threw his way. The second kick, however, was not so lucky. He grabbed her foot and pulled her into him. As soon as she was close she realized who it was. How in the hell did he have time to be attacking innocent women? Better off, how was someone like him not caught out in the bottom of the town like this? Her thoughts betrayed her. She had given him the time to pull out a napkin and stick in across her face. The last scent in her nostrils was chloroform.


"You, my Dear, have some fight in you." He said with a laugh. "You seemed to have broken a rib and my nose in just one night." He leaned in close, knowing he was in control now that she was tied up. "Now it's my turn to do some bone breaking. Are you ready for that, Love?" He asked sadistically. Caroline looked up at him and pulled on her restraints. "If I weren't tied to this chair, I'd kick your ass all over again." She said venomously because spitting at him.