Lydia, before Katherine
Months before founders day 2010
I walked down the dark streets of New York city at 1 in the
morning. It was cool outside, somewhat loud. I wore my black combat
boots, black skinny jeans, white V-neck, and black leather jacket. My
hair hung down, straight. I was heading to my apartment where I would
turn in for the night. I was coming back from a club where I fed on 2
men who I seduced. I dumped the bodies in the dumpsters of that alley
of the club. I turned into a dark alley that was also a short cut to
my apartment.. I heard shuffling of 5 young adult boys, smoking and
drinking near the dumpsters. They all had the low saggin pants, ratty
blackish jackets and hats tilted to the side. I kept my eyes ahead of
me, hands in my jacket pocket, and a straight face. The boys stopped
what they were doing and locked their eyes on me when I walked by.
"Hey now." one of them whistled. I ignored them, clenching my
jaw. He ran up behind me; I kept walking. "Where is a pretty lady like
yourself going at this time of night?" his friends started to follow. I
smelt the alcohol in his breath from where I was.
"Who wants to know?" I hissed, eyes straight ahead and walking
at a steady pace.
"Well, I just wanted to assist a lovely lady to her home." he
shrugged.
"I don't think so."
"Oh, come on baby." he reached out for my hand. In a blur I
gripped his neck with my right hand, forced his back against the
brick wall of the alley, choking him.
"I said no." I snarled. I released my grip and turned towards my
house.
"Whore." he spat under his breath. I sighed in irritation,
darted back, shoved him on the ground, I was on top of him and had my
grip back on his neck.
"Didn't your mother ever teach you to have respect for women?" I
hissed getting in his face, eyes turning black and veins popping out
around them. His friends started running towards me, I blurred up,
snapped two of their necks, punched the other two in the face making
them pass out. I hovered the leader I was just on top of, cocked my
head to the right and smiled at his mortified face. I drove my palm
through the man's chest, snatching his heart and yanking it out. He
died instantly. I threw the heart across the alley, I cleaned the blood
off my hand with his jacket. When I stood up, I sensed someone
standing behind me. It wasn't one of the men. I prayed it wasn't who I
thought it was. I slowly turned. My eyes widened and I couldn't
breathe. There she was. Jeans, heels, black blouse, long dark brown
curly hair. The woman I would never forget.
"Katherine." I gasped.
"Hello, Florence." She smiled. "Nice to see you. What's it
been?" her face when curious. "10 years?"
"145 years." I corrected.
"Oh, yes. The whole, I didn't know you had vampire blood in your
system when I killed you." She summed up. She didn't know that every
morning, my father gave me vampire blood just in case someone killed
me, I would come back. He didn't believe in the whole vervain crap.
"Why are you here?" I stared her deep in the eyes.
"I need your help." she said in a soft voice.
"Why should I help YOU?" I snapped coldly.
"Because, I want to kill Damon Salvatore." She smiled deviously.
That name right there hit me like a bullet. I haven't heard of that
name in 145 years. The man I loved when I was human, but now the man I
hated. I blame him for helping turn me into this monster. It's because
of him, I'm stuck like this forever.
"That's impossible. Damon Salvatore is dead." I reminded.
"That is where your wrong." She denied. "The Salvatore
brothers are very much alive. They now live in Mystic Falls." I knew
that Stefan was alive. I saw Stefan in 1920. It was here in New York.
He was at a bar, it was a Sunday, late afternoon. I sat at the end of
the bar. I didn't approach him, I'm still not sure why. He wore a tux,
hair slicked back, and drank a glass of whiskey. I figured Stefan was
alive and Damon was dead. But I guess I was wrong…
"And, if you help me, I promise you." She began. "You can kill
Damon. All you have to do is follow my instructions."
"Why are you doing this?" I wondered.
"Because… I want Stefan back." She said in a low voice.
"Alright, I'm in." I said.
A evil grin appeared across Katherine's beautiful face. "Let
the game begin."