A/N: This story is based on the happening of a RPG Forum I made to write this story. It's set in the early episodes of Season 1. Special Thanks to
Stefan Salvatore- DarkHairedAngelSince1995
Damon Salvatore- I'mFlyingWithoutMyWings
Elena Gilbert-It'
Bonnie Bennett-14
Caroline Forbes-14
Katherine Pierce-Aphroditethatsme
Lexi Branson-Aphroditethatsme
Katy Weston- PrettyLittleHuman

Chapter 1
I'll Never Tell… People That WANT To Know Anyway

Three Months Later

The name is Katherine Margaret Weston. You must only call me Katy if you expect to stay un-injured.

Let's start with why I'm in an orphanage. My parents smuggled blood to vampires and got killed one night while I was outside the house in the car and heard everything.

Freakin' cheery huh?

Today however, I was being sent to temporarily stay with a Mr. Damon Salvatore in Mystic Falls. They told me that the "doctor" who visited me three months ago said-and I quote- "The poor girl can't get better when she's in this orphanage. She stays inside too much; she'd be much better suited in an environment where she must go outside more."

To clear that weird mesh of wording up; he basically said I'm a loner who stays in her room all day without talking to people, and he's gonna send me to a guy who's a 'respectable member of a small town called Mystic Falls'. According to him, I'll get better from having a sort of family-like environment, and that would help me get used to the idea of getting adopted.

Yeah, from the info he gave us, D. Salvatore is a single ladies-man who lives with his seventeen-year-old brother. Bite me.

Nonetheless, I was going and-apparently-I wasn't coming back till they thought fit.

Yeah right, it's because I wouldn't give them the oh-so-immanent details of my parent's deaths. I wasn't stupid, they knew something about vampires, I may be twelve but I was taught better than that.

So now I was packing up my things from my room at St. Francis Orphanage.

Oddly enough, I'd miss it there. Some sort of sick, twisted, Stockholm syndrome I guess.

More I'd miss my room you'd say. It was on the bottom floor, and was pretty big for an orphan's room. But then again they just gave it to me because it was so dusty and falling apart no one else wanted it, you may say 'Dicken's character much?' but sadly enough the orphanage is rather cramped so it's not like they had a choice… Much.

Besides, I managed to fix it up a bit to be livable. I also kind of liked the run-down look, it made me feel like a rebel (I don't know why, it just did).

It was one room that was about the size of suburban backyard. I had a bed that was small and creaky when you sat on it. A desk that was originally in the corner, but the room was so big and open-looking I moved it to the center trying to make it look more cramped. It didn't work much, but I liked it better there so I left it.

I had an old antique closet-that was chipped all over, but I thought just gave it character-, which they kept down where the room was because it wasn't in good enough shape for selling I suppose.

I'd managed to sort of overstuff it though, basically just throwing my stuff everywhere managed to make it look smaller somehow.

The only thing I wouldn't miss about the place was why I was there. My parents were dead and I couldn't ever see them again. I don't even have family to cushion the blow, not like it would help I guess.

Anyways, I had finally packed my duffle bag with everything I needed, including some vervain and stakes.

Since my parents had such close ties with vampires, I was taught from a young age to protect myself. Not necessarily to fight though, they'd managed to neglect that to the point where it was literally too late to teach me.

Of course I also made sure I had my mom's ring with me or-I guess- my ring now.

It was filled with vervain and I hadn't taken it off since they died. I wasn't stupid enough to do that, I mean for all I knew, some vamp enemies they may-or may not- have made were trying to settle a score with an easy target.

I was packed and ready for anything by the time my bus arrived. I'd insisted on going alone, I had no interest in boring and frustratingly awkward chit-chat. That's what family reunions were for.

I'd also been given a letter to give to my new guardian 'explaining the circumstances of my presence'. They seemed almost hesitant to entrust it to me, I guess they feared I'd open it and spoil any and all surprises it contained. I didn't open it though, I just didn't think there was anything in it I didn't already know or guess.

Honestly, it would have been a waste of my time; it was just too dull to think of.

Now was the time I was about to begin my temporary stay with Mr. Salvatore.

Or so I thought.

I walked up to the door of what many chatty people who gave me directions called "The Salvatore Boarding House". I guess they really like sounding like the name of a terminator rebellion center… But I have to admit it did look as awesome as it sounded.

I adjusted my bag on my shoulder before knocking on the door.

No one answered, so once again I knocked saying "Anyone home!"

After another minute, instead of a guy like I would have thought, a woman answered the door.

Oh great, I thought, why do I get the feeling every morning will be breakfast with the new one-night-stand of the week?

She was a tall woman, long blonde ('of course' had been my first thought), tanned skin, and she wore an outfit that had sort of a beat-nick bohemian style to it.

She seemed sort of hesitant to go very far towards the doorway, which peeked some suspicion inside me. But I was generally paranoid, so I kept my edge but didn't immediately whip out a stake and start praying I hit the heart.

"Hi, can I help you?" she asked.

"I'm Katherine Weston, but I prefer Katy. Do you live here?" I asked.

Her eyes seemed to have lit up at the introduction, but she seemed to being trying to regain her original stance. I couldn't tell if she was nervous, or happy, or awkward but something about my name seemed to have sparked something.

"Oh-uh-hi! I-No! My friend lives here-uh-oh hi!" she said turning her attention to behind me.

I turned around to see a girl walking towards us. She had dark hair, dark skin, and she like everyone else in this weird town, looked like she'd stepped out of a magazine. I mean even for me, a person who cares very little about fashion, I felt like I might as well have been wearing rags in comparison with these fashion pages in human form.

God people! What happened to funny T-shirts and ripped jeans?

Well, she walked up to the door and simply said, "Hello, I'm Bonnie."

"I'm Lexi." The blonde woman said, "Can I help you two?"
"Um, yeah I was looking for Elena, is she here?" Bonnie asked.
"Sorry no, she's not here but I'll let her know you came if she drops in."

Bonnie looked at Lexi seeming to be a bit concerned about something, but she simply nodded and left.
After she went off Lexi turned to me and said, "The brothers are out now, but is there any way I could help you?"
I shrugged and said, "Well, I guess you could."

I pulled out the letter from before and handed it to her and she took it.

I know what you're thinking: Giving some random woman something that probably contains the mention of vampires in it? Dumb or Just-Plain-Insane?

Well, thing is I didn't care if she thought I-or the Salvatores- were insane or something. It would work in my favor anyway, no one would see them fit to take care of me and I'd be shipped back and avoid all this crap.

My plan didn't seem to work though, she briefly glanced at the letter, folded it up and turned her attention back to me.

"Okay, I don't know how long the boys will be out but-come in anyway." She said, gesturing me in.

I muttered quick thanks and walked inside, silently taking in my surrounding. It was a big open space, which actually made me feel rather uncomfortable, felt like I wouldn't be able to memorize any safety exits or tricks I could use fast enough.

It had actually pretty cool looking furniture though, but I was certain it wasn't comfortable to sleep on. Antique-looking sofa didn't exactly scream 'good-night's sleep' I guess.

"So, did you want to see Damon or Stefan?" Lexi asked me.

I looked over to her and said, "Well, as you know D. Salvatore is gonna be my legal guardian for Doc Brown knows how long." I shrugged and continued simply, "I don't care."

"Oh good-um… They should be back soon, would you like a drink?"
"Water would be cool." I replied.

She nodded and went off to the kitchen quickly. While she was gone I opened my duffle-bag and took out a stake putting it in one of my Uggs, and some vervain in the inner pocket of my jean jacket. I closed my bag quickly and sat on the couch, turning my ring on my finger as I waited.

Lexi returned with a glass of water and a soda for herself. She handed me the water and sat on the coffee table opening her can of cola. Hesitantly, I took a small sip, and once I felt safe with drinking the rest I muttered 'thanks' to her.

I took another sip before breaking the silence, "So how do you know the Salvatore Bros?"

"Oh, me and the Salvatores go way back!"

I mentally raised a skeptic eyebrow at that sentence. After my experience-however small in comparison with some- I got the idea of "Vampire Inside Jokes", the most common one being the age jokes.

I'd decided to try and test to see if she was a vampire, I just needed to find out how.

"Cool. How do you think they'll react to having a twelve-year-old staying with them?" I asked, honestly curious.

"Well, I think Damon is a huge ass, but Stefan is a very good person." She smiled, "he's the one I'm really friends with."

"Huh, well lucky me, I appear to have gotten the so-called 'ass' as my legal guardian then huh?" I laughed, sipping my water.

I then remember my mom's ring again and thought of how I could test her. I mentally laughed devilishly until she said something else.

"Well, I will always be here if you need anything!" she said reassuringly.

"Thanks." I said, beginning to obviously finger my ring as to draw attention to it. It worked like a freakin' charm cause she instantly said,

"I love your ring!"
"Thanks, it was my mom's." I removed the ring from my finger and held it in front of her, "You can try it on if you like. Most everyone does." I said the last part with fake annoyance.

"Oh thanks." She said, confused but accepting. She reached out and took the ring, but the second her fingers touched it, her hand seemed to sizzle and she let out a small cry.

I immediately jumped up, tightly gripping the ring in one hand and grabbing my hidden stake with the other. I backed up towards the door and muttered, "Vampires, of course."

It would only figure I'd get saddled in a town with vampires. Thank you Big Brother, you once again have proven what a dick you are. You steal lunch money, give wedgies, and throw me into a house of what I assume are all vampires…

You are such an asshole.

With vampire speed, Lexi ran over to me, shutting the door behind me and even managing to take my stake. Crap.

"Ok, look I'm not like the ones you know." She said calmly.

I didn't respond, but just put my fists up ready to start fighting.

"Look, I'm not going to fight you! I am not like that and neither is Stefan! We don't drink from people! Stefan doesn't even drink human blood!"

I didn't move an inch but said, "My parents were blood dealers, I've met that excuse ten times over!"

Lexi took a breath and said, "Yes, well this time it's the truth. And I'm truly sorry for what happened to your parents, they were lovely people! But you don't need to be scared of me… Or Stefan. I-We won't harm you!"

I didn't know why, but I actually trusted this woman! I didn't know her, I knew she was a vampire, and I'd already threatened her-not very well but still- yet I actually felt safe. Something about her felt familiar, similar to what I felt when I hung around my mom, and yet different at the same time.

I lowered my fists slowly and hesitantly, "You knew my parents?"

"Everyone did!" she said, seeming to contemplate something in her head, "You're very much like them."

"How did you know my parents? Blood?" I said the last part expectantly.
"No, I had a different dealer, but I did need to buy some from them when my guy couldn't get me some for my friend, so I did buy some from them."

I believed her, sort of.

I then asked her the dreaded question, "Were you there when they died?"

She seemed reluctant-but not really hesitant- for a minute and simply said, "No." she stopped a second, "But I did know the ones who were there."

I looked up instantly for that one, "Really? Who?"

Lexi looked away from me and said, "I'm very sorry for what you must have been put through. But don't you think it's better to just leave the past in the past?"

She had an almost desperate look in her eye, but I'd simply ignored it and said, "Well, if they have some sort of score to settle with my parents, I wanna know who's coming after me in the future."

That was a lie, I didn't want to know for safety reasons. Deep down, I wanted to kill the son of a bitch who murdered my parents, taking away anything I had and leaving me empty and alone. I wanted to hunt him down and drive a stake through his sick, twisted, murdering heart.

He may have been okay with murdering anyone he wanted, but that was not gonna fly with me, I wasn't gonna lie down and play dead. I'd done that once and it led me here.

She seemed to believe my first statement saying, "Don't worry honey, I-We will take care of you, I swear!"

She looked at me and seemed to notice something I didn't quite understand, she sighed and said, "There is so much you don't know about vampires yet, but I promise I will tell you all about it."

I nodded and looked towards a window and replied, "My parents taught me about it when I was four. I slept with a vervain teddy bear till I was eight. Then I slept with a stake under my pillow, still do actually. I recently started learning how to use a gun for wooden bullets."

I smiled sadly at the memories. I placed my ring back on my finger and said, "This was mom's. her vervain filled and coated engagement ring."

Lexi got a saddened look in her eyes, she sighed heavily and said to me, "One thing you have to know is that we aren't all the same. Some like me a Stefan are, like normal people!"

"Normal vampires? They never got mentioned growing up."

I repressed the urge to burst into laughter, the idea of 'normal vampires' seemed almost weird to me.

"I see." Lexi said; she tried to sound understanding, but I could tell she seemed hurt by it, "Look honey, if I ever give you a reason to doubt me, go on, stake me!"

She seemed a bit overly confident for my taste, but I also found it just odd that she was so calm, it was almost aggravating.

"I will." I deadpanned, but after a minute I admitted, "As dumb as I'm calling myself in my head, I'll trust you."

She gained the biggest smile I'd ever seen on anyone and said, "Good! I'm very old Katy, so I can teach you the things your parents didn't. These things are gonna help you if you want to get through in this world."

"I'd be grateful if you taught me."
"First, I have to know two things: 1.) How much do you know about us and 2.) I know that you trust me, but how well can I trust you about not telling? Because the things I will teach you are not to be told to anyone. Not even my friends the Salvatores!" She said, looking me straight in the eye.

I gave her a slightly offended/disapproving 'really?' look and said, "I know about vervain, abilities, how-to-turn, and various characteristics of your most vicious rippers. And I didn't tell anyone for eight years I know about vampire let alone fighting techniques... You can trust me."

Lexi nodded and said, "Good… Katy, did your parents ever tell you the names of their customers?"
I shook my head, "No, something about confidential information. I wish they'd told me."
"I'm sorry to say that was a mistake." She muttered to herself, 'They should have told you!' and continued, "You're right, you need to know."

My interest was definitely peeked at this point and I asked, 'What exactly are you going with this Lexi?"

"I know who killed them."

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