Hello readers and welcome to the first official chapter of "The Doppelgangers". I worked really hard on this first chapter and I know it may seem short, but originally the whole first chapter was 9,000 words, so I cut it up into two/three chapters because I didn't want to overload you guys with all the information.
As you guys can see on the description of the story, I put down "REVIEW PLEASE". This is simply because I'm gunna try writing this story without a beta at the start, editing it on my own. I wanna try and improve my writing skills, mainly because I wanna be a writer and I have dyslexia also (really bad dyslexia I've been told all my life). So if there are any spelling, grammar, etc mistakes, please let me know in your review, and it will help me out a lot!
Also, I bet everyone - who has seen my tumblr - is excited mainly for Kol for being in this fanfiction, espically since he is supposed to be dead *wink wink*. I got the twist idea from another TV show, which most of you might know when you read this chapter, but if you don't, don't worry, you don't need to watch it. I've only seen a couple of the seasons myself and I read up on the species on their WIKIA for help.
And the one review I've had so far asked if Klaroline is my main pairing. Yes it is! No matter what! Klaroline is the endgame for me in every story I do about Caroline. But it won't happen right at the right, as this is a story about Caroline, and her journey.
Now, let's get on with the first chapter, shall we...?
Chapter One
Welcome to Havensfield
Caroline didn't know her grandmother very well. Before her father's death, she grew up knowing that Bill Forbes wanted nothing to do with his mother, so that led Caroline not having anything to do with her. Though she always been curious about her, getting birthday and Christmas cards from her grandmother, Caroline never once tried to find her for herself. She wanted to respect her father's wishes, until now that is.
She had been in the middle of cleaning the Gilbert house, where Kol burned to ashes and the living room where Klaus was trapped for the last few days. She had been trying to keep the conversation of her and Klaus at bay, but it was getting to her. How well he knew her. And she hated to admit it, but she was growing feelings for him. As well as the whole Tyler situation, Caroline was still hurt by Klaus' actions but in some twisted way understood them.
After Klaus had left, Caroline got a short call from Tyler and they agreed it was best to end things, as it was getting too complicated and it was clear as well that they both wanted different things.
In the middle of her thoughts, her phone beeped. Thinking it was Stefan or Elena, informing her when they would be getting back from the island, Caroline quickly went over to her phone where she saw she had a voice mail. From an unknown number.
With a raised eyebrow, Caroline put her phone against her ear as she listened to the voice mail.
"Well, I hope I got the right number." A gentle voice, sounding old though, said through the phone. "Caroline... it's grandmother... Angie Forbes. Well, it's Angela, but people call me Angie..." The woman rambled on, "But that's not important... I know William must of said to stay away from me, but you need to come to Havensfield... it's a matter of life and death..."
And that's how a few hours later she found herself in her car, on the road to Pennsylvania, Havensfield. Since Angie, Caroline's grandmother, didn't leave an actual address, Caroline had to turn to her mother for help.
At her office in the Police Station at Mystic Falls, Liz Forbes walked back in, her daughter pacing around her office in impatience. Caroline looked up as her mother entered, holding a small piece of paper in her finger tips.
Liz looked anxious as she approached her daughter, "I'm not too sure you should go alone Caroline, maybe you can ask one of your friends to come?"
Caroline shook her head, "No, they're all busy with the cure and everything. And plus, I feel like I need to do this alone."
Her mother was still worried though and offered to go with her, which Caroline declined. Liz had to look after Mystic Falls, especially with Klaus being in a tempter after being looked in the Gilbert living room for days. And Caroline was a vampire, she could take care of herself.
TD-TD-TD
He gasped awake in the thick white mist, as feeling as he was running out of air, which was odd in both cases if he hadn't been killed by the Gilberts. Where was he? How did he get there? Shouldn't he be on the Otherside, watching his siblings make fools of themselves?
Choking once again, he stood up, look around the white mist to see if he could actually see anything. There must of been something messed up when he was killed, because if he was in Heaven, then he was the next God.
"Kol Mikaelson."
The voice echoed in the white mist, strong and firm and there appeared a white staircase, with a elderly man in white and gold ropes walking down them, looking straight at Kol.
Kol raised an eyebrow at the man as they came face to face, "Do you mind telling me where I am? Or do I have to keep playing the guessing game?"
The elderly man simply ignored his questions, "Son of Esther Mikaelson, a witch and Ian Drake, a Whitelighter."
If Kol had been drinking at that moment, he would of spat out his drink as he stuttered: "E-excuse me?"
The elderly man looked as though he was explain this to a four year old child. "Your mother had another affair with her Whitelighter, therefore creating you."
"What the bloody hell is a Whitelighter?"
"A person who, after their death, decides to protect important witches and future Whitelighters." The elder explained further, "And you should've became a Whitelighter, like your father, but instead you were turned into a Original vampire by your wicked mother."
Kol didn't honestly know what to think of the situation, finding out of a new species as well as possibly being one - if it had not been for his mother - and having different father from what he has known. Normally, anyone would be in shock.
But Kol wasn't anyone.
With a scoff, Kol waved his arms around the white mist, looking around. "Alright, brother! You've had your fun! Can we stop this idiotic prank?"
The elder just looked at Kol like he lost his mind, and calmly spoke. "This is no prank." Kol stood still as he stared at the elder, taking in the seriousness of his tone. "Because you have died as a supernatural creature, you should be on the Otherside, however..."
Feeling the tension get to him, Kol jokingly said "My devilishly good looks were too good to be put to death?"
The elder just simply ignored him. "We have decided to give you a chance."
"For what?"
"To redeem yourself." The elder spoke with a strong voice as he began to walk with a strong stride around Kol. "How many people have you killed since becoming an Original?"
Kol rolled his eyes at the elder's attempt at an interrogation, if that what it was anyway. "Dunno, you sort of lose count after the first five."
Pausing for a moment, the elder stared blankly at Kol before he continued walking, "Your lying."
Snorting, Kol shook his head, "Now why would I do a thing like that?"
For the first time since arriving, the elder chuckled softly. "You mean to tell me you never once counted? Not one, dreadful, lonely night, you didn't look back and begin to count? Begin to regret?"
Kol turned sharply to the elder, who now stood a few inches next to him. "Tell me," Kol began, "What difference would it make? It wouldn't bring them back."
"Your right, it wouldn't." The elder spoke after a moment of staring at Kol. "But it doesn't mean you can't redeem yourself. Anyone can be redeemed for their past actions, as long as they show it and do it in the right way."
As the elder walked back to the stairs, Kol examined: "And how am I suppose to do that?!"
The elder stood on the first step when he turned back to Kol, "You become what your father once was. You become a Whitelighter and protect the doppelgangers."
Kol's eyes widened, "No... no way! I am not protecting that Gilbert girl! Along with that Pierce!"
"I am not speaking of the Amara shadows," the elder said sternly. "We've had enough of them as much as anyone else, believe me." The elder shook his head, "No, the Amara shadows are not as important as the Cynthia shadows, better known as The Gate Doppelgangers."
Now confused, Kol narrowed his eyes. "The Gate Doppelgangers?"
The elder gave a small, knowing smile to Kol. "Come," he said as he began climbing up the stairs. "We have much to discuss." On the seventh step, the elder looked back to Kol, still firmly in his spot. "Unless you would like to go to the Other Side? And live with that number buried in your memories?" Gives Kol a slight nod, "The choice is yours, Kol."
TD-TD-TD
The storm covered Havensfield like there was a battle in the skies. Caroline saw lightning flash in the distance, making her jump slightly in her seat. Though she was a vampire, Caroline was still deadly afraid of lightning.
"You okay sweetheart?" The waitress of the small diner at Havensfield asked, holding a kettle of coffee in her hand.
Caroline turned to the voice, giving a small smile to the woman, who looked to be in her early thirties, but her tied up hair was a colour of a bright pink. "I'm fine," Caroline assured, "Just lightning makes me a bit jumpy."
The waitress smiles at Caroline in kindness, "It does that to everyone sweetheart." Gestures the kettle to Caroline, "Wanna refill?"
Caroline shook her head as she put a dollar on the table, "No thanks. I should get going before it gets late." She then gently swims out of the booth she was sat in. "Thank you though, Laurel."
Laurel winks to Caroline, taking the dollar from the table. "Hope to have you again in here sweetheart."
Outside, Caroline runs into the parking lot at human speed, running to her car and quickly getting in. Combing her hair with her hand, Caroline takes some deep breaths, knowing she couldn't avoid going to her grandmother's any longer.
Starting up her car, Caroline quickly made sure that all her mirrors were in the same place and she could see through them. But, seeing that her outside review mirror was effected by the hard wind, she opened her window and titled it aside a bit.
Suddenly, Caroline gasps as she sees Kol Mikaelson in the review mirror, staring right at her, standing in the rain and wind, but it didn't look like it was effecting him.
Disbelieving the mirror, Caroline opened her car door and looked outside from where the mirror was pointing at. Surprisingly and a huge relief to Caroline, nothing or no one was there. Letting out a breath, Caroline closes her car door, along with closing the window.
You're just nervous as you're going to see you're long-last-grandmother, Caroline assured herself. Kol is dead, you saw his body yourself.
TD-TD-TD
After getting lost a couple of times and finally asking for directions, Caroline was parked outside a fairly large house, and because it was dark the house lights were on inducting that someone was home.
Caroline had been parked outside the house gates for the last fifteen minutes, mentally arguing with herself. Though, she knew that coming this far and not going would mean nothing. She needed answers.
Taking another deep breath, Caroline opened her door and quickly made her way to the porch through the rain. Once she made it to the front door, Caroline hesitated again before knocking on the door. Three loud knocks that will unknowingly change Caroline's life forever.
Through the blurry glass window of the front door, Caroline could see someone approaching the front door and she felt her whole body froze. This was it. She could feel it.
The door opened to a young man, looking around the same age as Caroline (before she was turned that is). Shaggy, chin length brown hair with boyish clothes on, he looked stunned as his dark brown eyes saw Caroline's face. Caroline was beyond confused, because she thought she saw some recognition in the boy's eyes.
Caroline opened her mouth for a moment before saying, "Hi, is this Angela Forbes home?"
The boy blinked and shook his head softly, getting himself to stop staring at her. "Ugh, yeah, it is..." The boy called over his shoulder into the house: "Angie! It's for you!"
The boy looked back to Caroline, now his expression with curiosity as footsteps in the house came towards the pair. That's when Caroline heard a familiar voice that she has only heard on voice mail.
"If it's something to do with Jehovah's Witness, I'm going to bloody throw my burnt bread at them!" Angie said as she came to the door, still haven't seen Caroline due to the boy being in the way.
The boy swallowed hard, "It's close."
Angie came up to the door frame and Caroline was stunned for a moment at how much she looked like her grandmother. Curly dark blonde hair with the same blue eyes as hers, Caroline knew now where she and her father got most of their looks from. She didn't seem or act like any other grandmother either, wearing normal clothes and not grandma clothes that Caroline was expecting (if she was expecting anything at all).
Angie's eyes widened as she met Caroline's gaze and sucked in a large breath. Her matching blue eyes were filled with shock, happiness and love as she muttered "Caroline..."
Suddenly, Caroline found herself pulled into a large, grandmother-like bear hug. Up close, Angie smelled of apple pie mixed with cleaning powder, both scents somehow managed to calm down Caroline's nerves. Because of that, Caroline returned her grandmother's hug, feeling oddly comforted by it.
Pulling back after a moment, Angie quickly wiped a tear that escaped her eye. "I'm sorry honey, you hardly know me and I'm dragging you into tight hugs."
Caroline gave a small laugh, "It's fine. It's actually the best hug I've received in a long time."
Angie smiled at Caroline, before turning to the boy who was quietly watching the exchange. "Daniel, thank you for all your help, but I think I need some alone time with my long-lost-granddaughter."
The boy - Daniel, looked hesitant as he looked between the two women. "Ugh... Angie..."
Placing a hand on Daniel's shoulder, she looked at him in the eyes. "Tell your father I'll call him later."
With a slow nod, Daniel grabbed his bag from the side of the hallway and gave a short kiss to Angie on the cheek. "See you later Ang."
"Goodnight Daniel," Angie said after him as he walked out into the rain and turned back to Caroline. "Come on in honey, let's get you out of those wet clothes and into something warm."
Caroline glanced over her shoulder to her car, "My clothes are in my car..."
Angie ushered her in, "I have some clothes you can wear upstairs, now come on in."
With a wide smile, Caroline did as she was told, the front door closing with a low bang.
TD-TD-TD
Some convincing, Angie managed to get Caroline to have a shower before changing into some warm clothes. It amazed Caroline how big the inside of the house it was, with two landings (three if you count the ground landing), four bedrooms on the first floor, as well as two bathrooms, and Angie said there were two more bedrooms on the second floor. The house itself was beautiful on the inside too, decorated with a unique, Victorian style.
After having a warm and relaxing shower, wrapping a towel around herself, Caroline walked to the bedroom that Angie directed her to go to afterwards, saying there will be some new fresh clothes waiting for her. At the point of when she thought she couldn't be stunned enough, walking into the bedroom she was stunned to see it was what a young, teenage girls' bedroom would look like. Wallpapered a pale green colour and furniture all white, Caroline looked around in awe. There was a bookshelf that was filled with some of the old classics, and a desk that held a mirror and some pens. The bed was of a size of a normal double bed, with the covers matching the pale green and white scheme the room had going on.
There were also photo frames around the room, and getting up close to one that was next to the bedroom door, Caroline quickly recognized her grandmother and father, but younger looking. Her father looked like in his late teens, standing in the middle of the photo along with two other, younger looking teens standing beside him. One of them was another boy, who looked similar to her father, but with messier hair and his eyes were the colour of grey. Stood to Bill's other side was a girl, who overall looked the youngest, probably sixteen. She had long, curly ash blonde hair and same colour eyes as the other boy, but only slightly darker grey. Stood next to the girl was Angie; all smiling for their family portrait.
"I remember that day," Caroline jumped slightly at the voice at the doorway, not hearing Angie coming. Caroline looks between Angie and the photo, "It was their father's fiftieth birthday and also nearly five years after his death. We mainly had get togethers with old friends of his, but that year we decided to have a quiet dinner. Diane was a bit of a photographer back in those days and she wanted a photo of all of us together." Angie narrows her gaze at Caroline, "Are you alright honey?"
Caroline just stared blankly at the photo in front of her, "I...I didn't even know that Dad had a sister and a brother."
Angie sighed as she placed a comforting hand on Caroline's forearm, "A lot of things happened between us, as a family, that made you're father not want any contact...But it's a bit late to discuss it tonight." Caroline followed Angie's gaze to see the digital clock on the beside saying it was almost eleven o'clock. "Why don't you get change into Diane's old nightwear and I'll make you some tea before we both go to bed?"
Looking unsure, Caroline bit her lower lip. "I don't want to intrude..."
"You're not intruding, you're family." Angie nodded towards the bed where some nightwear laid. "You get changed and I'll make the tea."
Almost ten minutes later, Angie re-enters her old daughter's bedroom to find Caroline in Diane's old nightwear, and sitting on the edge of the bed, her wavy blonde hair put into a high bun. The two smile to each other as Angie makes her way over to Caroline, handing her a small cup of tea.
Caroline wrapped both of her hands around the tea, still smiling up at her grandmother. "Thanks." Angie just nodded and watched Caroline - with nervous eyes - start to drink the tea. Just assuming she was nervous of what to say next, after swallowing a slip, Caroline asked "How long have you lived here?"
Angie struggled, as though she had something else on her mind as she watched Caroline continue to drink the tea. "Ugh, ever since the kids father passed away. We moved away from Mystic Falls for a fresh start." Angie's eyes widened for a moment, as if noticing something on Caroline for the first time. "I'm so sorry," she apologized with a sad expression.
Before she could ask what her grandmother was on about, Caroline felt something arise in her throat and distantly dropped the cup of tea, it silently dropping to the carpet. Something in her throat felt stronger as Caroline held her hand to her throat and couldn't keep it in anymore, ending up coughing out blood. Caroline looked down to her blood that now covered her nightwear bottoms, but was quickly distracted by her bare arms, showing her blue veins, almost popping out of her skin. Pain covered her whole body, head to toe as she looked up to her grandmother, desperately.
But Caroline knew she couldn't get any help as she knew that Angie knew what was happening to her, whatever was happening. Angie just looked on in sadness as Caroline choked out another cough of blood before everything blacked out.
And that is where I must leave you! Tell me how horrible I am in the reviews or on my tumblr. Ask any questions as well about Kol's story and I'll try and answer them the best I can.
The next chapter should be up on the 13th! Yes, I know, I'm evil for making you wait. But you never know, I could be kind if you shower me with reviews... blackmail is always best! ;)
Until next time!
