[A/N Sorry this would have been out earlier but my birthday was on the 31st and well I've been a little Debbie Downer for the past few days, but hey I'm back to writing now. But I hope you enjoy this, first chapter.]

I in no way own the characters of Vampire Diaries they belong to L.J Smith and the CW. I only own my characters.

Chapter 1 Trouble.

Present day

My eyes opened, abruptly, staring up into the foreign high ceiling, which I did not recognize at all. This is not my house! I quickly was on the balls of my feet, looking around the unfamiliar place. I sighed cursing to myself, this was going to be just like that riot in 1603, where I woke up in a boar's pen, having no idea how I got there. The only difference from this is that I woke up naked then, thank god I'm not, but I'm still in my jammies though. I stood, looking around the place. It was a parlor or living room, of a very large old house. The parlor had a large staircase leading upstairs.

I was still confused on the fact of how I got here. Boy was my father going to chew me out about this. I chuckled to myself, I could hear him right now, Lumen you are such a trouble magnet, why do you get yourself into such situations remember we are supposed to be holy wholesome beings. Ugh… he is going to be so mad. But even with that being known I felt like I had a purpose here, a much unknown one to my dislike. But I knew trouble was a brewing here, where ever this is, and like my father said I always seem to attract it so perfectly. I quickly turned my thoughts being interrupted, by a door opening and people entering quickly, talking with concerned tones. They all silenced and stared at me, immediately surrounding the brunette female defensives on high. She is human and they are vampire I can smell it.

"Who are you?" one of the males asked. He had tousled brown hair and light green eyes with a strong jaw line.

He was quite the looker I would say, but so was the man beside him glaring at me with some of the most captivating baby blue eyes I've ever seen. They screamed death, and I had a feeling it was aimed at me. "I'm Lumen." I said softly not trying to provoke them. I was not in the mood for a fight. "I mean no harm it's-"

"Then who are you? What do you want?" The darker head man asked cutting me off, his tone hard.

How rude! "I don't exactly know." I retorted mimicking his rude manner. "I was hoping you could tell me." His pale pink lips curved into a smirk, him shaking his head.

"Wrong answer." He stated bluntly coming at me at an inhuman speed.

I dodged his punch, telling myself not to hit back because that would just make things worse. I was actually surprised at the fact that I had to; the no touchy thing usually fixed that. He swung at me again, and I ducked sliding under him. Again he ran at me, and I jumped onto the railing of the stairs. He stared up at me, a devilish smirk on his face. "Looks like we have a slippery one here." He announced amused, looking at the two.

That's when I finally saw the woman, in full view. "Katalina?" I asked suddenly thoroughly surprised, jumping down from the railing. She looked at me confused, and so did the others. It was Katalina, but it couldn't be she's dead and besides this woman is… -I almost choked- human! Instantly thoughts of a doppelganger ran through my mind. Let this just be some bizarre coincidence.

"Katalina huh?" the man who was trying to murder me earlier asked, now beside me. Hey yay he isn't trying to mare me to pieces anymore. Thank god, that was getting irritating. "Hey, Stef she knows our little psychotic bitch Katherine." I giggled and they all stared at me oddly. "What's so funny?" the dark headed man asked a little angrily. I shook my head grinning.

"It's just how that is everyone response for her is all."

"Well she isn't the nicest sane person you know." The Katalina look alike said with dry humor. I grinned nodding.

"But you look like her." I said stepping towards the woman.

"Not so fast. " The man beside me said, putting a firm hand on my shoulder. I rolled my eyes. Like that would hold me.

"Yeah, I've been told uh, Lumen you said right?" I nodded, looking at the man beside her. He hadn't said a word he just watched me carefully. "I'm Elena." She said walking to shake my hand, but the green-eyed man stopped her.

"That's not the best idea." He told her tenderly. "She's Dangerous." I' was guessing they were together based on body language, and hey I am so not dangerous. I sighed snatching out of the man's grip, walking over to the couch. I was tiring of standing. I looked at them.

"I don't mean any harm if I did I could of easily beaten you two and taken Elena if that's what you two vamps are so worried about."

The blue eyed man scoffed at me I could tell he didn't particularly like me already. Well I hoped he knew the feeling is mutual. "You want us to trust you, then tell us what you want?" the man said I presumed name was Stefan based on the dark haired man. I sighed getting aggravated.

"That's the thing I don't know I woke up here, and then you all walked in." I explained.

"That's hard to believe. Lumen, if that is your real name." the dark-haired one put in.

I glared at him, I regretted not roughing him up a bit back there. He seemed like he was long pass due for an ass whooping. "It is!" I snapped back. "I don't know what I have to do, to make you people believe me." I truly hated being interrogated especially when I'm still confused on how I got here.

"Well let's say we believe you." Stefan said in a peaceful manner. "Only if you explain some things to us."

"Like how you know Katherine, is one of them." The dark-haired man whose name was still unknown to me rudely cut in. "And, oh what the hell are you too." I glared at him; I knew very well some physical disputes would break out between us in the future. I nodded.

"Only because, Stefan asked." I said childishly, sticking out my tongue it directed at the man. "And what's your name any way, or should I call you ass?"

He smirked, "Its Damon, and only if I get a piece of yours."

I winced, did he just hit on me. I was a little repulsed. "When hell freezes over." I growled.

He smirked, he was picking with me on purpose.

"Oh, I think I feel a chill coming on." He replied gleefully.

I hissed. "Damon." Stefan scolded. "I think it's best not to piss her off, dealing with the fact that she owned your ass out there, without touching you."

Now it was my turn to smirk, see I knew I was going to like Stefan. Damon scoffed. "Whatever." He mumbled.

Stefan turned his attention from Damon, now looking at me. He stared at me for a moment, he opened his mouth to speak, but Elena beat him to it.

"How do you know Katherine." She asked.

I thought back to the time gathering the information and spoke. "I met her in 1531, in Spain at an outing of some sort. We instantly became friends, if you can really count her as one. You see I never trusted her, really because as you said earlier Damon, she is a lying bitch. I had much respect and admiration for her though, as she did for me."

I could see Damon frowning deeply, now closer to me by the fire place. "What could you possibly respect and admire about the insane."

I smiled. I could tell Katalina did some foul things to Damon, based on the hatred burning in his eyes. But I could also see the pure hurt, and I wasn't even trying to read him, it was just obvious. I almost felt bad, but I did say almost.

"Her sheer will and persistence of course." I replied without shame.

Damon scoffed rolling his azure eyes. To be such a beautiful man he sure did act ugly. "How close were you two? And sorry I don't believe we all have had the proper introductory. I'm Elena Gilbert, and they're Stefan and Damon Salvatore." Elena said sitting on the opposite couch.

Stefan had finally let her go. I nodded at her and smiled. I liked her already she was nice, and seemed to have manners. "Eh…I say so-so we had some pretty killer times together, but she knew I always am for the greater good so she couldn't tell me her plans without me killing her in the end. Oh, that's another thing why we weren't as close she feared me." I yawned I was tired; I wondered what time it is, it was about 7:00 when I laid down, for bed at my house. I wondered how long I had been lying on the floor here. I wonder if anybody noticed I'm gone at home.

"What's so scary about you?" Damon asked, seeming as if he was offended by my words or didn't believe them at all. I cocked my head to the side staring at him, a deathly smirk gracing my lips. The fire behind Damon grew tremendously, threatening to spill over the fire place and burn Damon.

"There are a lot of scary things about me Damon." I said to him amused, the flames tickling his legs. "Some you'd rather not find out or question." They all stared at me, awed and confused.

"What are you?" Stefan asked amazed based on the fact of how ice was starting to creep up Damon's leg.

I sighed, knowing I'd have to tell this story sooner or later. I stopped my half ass attempts to harm Damon as he tried to evade them, glaring and growling at me. "I'm part of a race, that you may have not heard of because there are not many of us. I am a divinity a being set on this earth to keep the balance and most of all the peace." I stated proudly. "And I don't know exactly why I'm here, which is odd but I have a strong feeling I'm needed here, because I can very well sense trouble, and it seems you all are going to get buried in it."