Disclaimer: I do not own any characters except Ashlyn Moore. Although she's only partially owned by me too ;). I don't even own Rae, she belongs to my friend! The Vampire Diaries characters are copyright L.J Smith, and the plotline, while loosely following the show as to right now (but won't be later) belongs to me as well. Don't steal:)

Chapter One.

The first thing I noticed when I walked into the room was tension. Lots and lots of tension, and I could feel the presence of another witch. I immediately sought her out. She had much darker skin than myself, and much to my dismay, she was with the last person on the planet I wanted to see. Ever. They were in a little group over in the corner; the one that seemed to be radiating all of the dramarama.

I stood at the doorway, watching very quietly, waiting for the moment when the witch would notice me there. As soon as the thought crossed my mind, she whipped around, alerting the other members of her group to my presence.

And then I was pinned against the wall. "What are you." He snarled, "A demon? A shape shifter?"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa." A tall boy with dark cropped hair and dark, fierce eyes came up behind him. "Who's the monster now? Let the girl go!"

"Yeah, Damon. What the hell?" Another guy, "Stefan," my mind recollected quietly, exclaimed.

"She's a witch." The other girl stated plainly, "I can feel her presence."

My blood ran cold when Damon's hand briefly touched mine. Vampire. I'd known it for years, of course, but I'd never thought I'd have to see him this way.

"I know she's a witch." Damon said coldly, barely regarding the other girl. He was staring into my eyes, searching for something. Your soul. A little voice in my head said. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. "But I didn't think that witches were immortal. Actually, I know they're not. So why is she here?"

Good. He was about as happy to see me as I was to see him; it's not as though we left things on good terms.

"What do you mean, Damon?" Stefan stepped up and inspected me carefully, making sure that Damon had a hard grip on me. He did, and I didn't dare use magic in this situation. I needed to get their trust. I couldn't go screwing up my chances of finding my best friend now.

"If you don't remember, brother, I dated this bitch back in 1860... four years before little Katherine came into town."

"I don't remember." Stefan looked honestly confused. The little witch and the Katherine look-alike mirrored his face perfectly.

"Damon, what are you going on about?"

He didn't answer the girl who I could have sworn was Katherine's twin, even though I knew she wasn't. How come she looked exactly like her? It was fascinating. "This girl is a witch. She's the original, too. She's not a shapeshifter, she's not a vampire. So why is she still alive?"

All of the group's heads turned towards the other witch, except the short hair, dark eyed, mysteriously handsome boy, and a blonde girl. They seemed to be bickering amongst each other, completely paying no attention to me. Kind of. The boy's eyes flickered back every now and then. I caught his eye and smiled as Bonnie began to talk.

"What's your name?" She asked, looking wearily at me. I shrugged.

"Ashlyn Moore."

"It's just as I thought... but... I thought you were just a legend."

"Well I'm here. In the flesh." I said, "Why don't you enlighten your friends on the legend though, so they know who I am?" I smirked at her. She turned back to face them.

"It's a witches tale that a girl and her sister performed a spell so dark that it rebounded and killed a girl—purposely. Witches weren't supposed to use their powers for evil, so the two Moore sisters, the last of their line, were bound to walk on the earth forever as punishment for what they did. But... but I really thought it was just a legend."

"Nope," I said sadly, "Immortality... a one hundred year suspension of my powers... thankfully that's over and done with, and Raelyn was killed."

"Really?" She asked, furrowing her brow, "Why?"

"Let's just say she set me up... and I killed her."

Everyone was on the defensive at that point, except Damon and the other witch... whose name I still didn't know. Now that Damon knew I wasn't an imposter, I knew that he'd relaxed. He and I dated for two years and were completely in love, as mushy as that sounds, and he knew I'd never kill someone unless it were a matter of life and death.

He seemed to sense their fear and confusion though, because he said, "Don't worry, guys. She's not going to hurt us. At all. I'm sure she'll tell us what happened in time." If I was even there "in time." I finished his statement in my head, and smiled nervously as every pair of eyes landed on me.

"How about I get some introductions?"

"Do you really think you can come back here after one hundred and fifty years, and think that everything can go back to normal?"

"Do you think I had a choice about leaving?" I half yelled, "I was dragged away by my hair, Damon." We stood there glaring at each other (his was much scarier than mine), until the girl who looked like Katherine finally cleared her throat.

"Uh guys? Jeremy's here and we kind of have that uh... issue... to clear up." She said slowly, gesturing at the blonde haired girl and the dark haired boy. They were both staring at me oddly, as well, but didn't seem to care nearly as much about my intrusion. They seemed almost relieved. "I'll do introductions, if Damon is being so rude."

She smiled at me, "I'm Elena Gilbert. That's Stefan Salvatore, Bonnie Bennett, my best friend, Caroline Forbes, who is also a vampire, I might add, Tyler Lockwood, who is a werewolf, but I'm sure you'll figure that out for yourself eventually anyways, and my brother, Jeremy."

I smiled warmly at her. She seemed to be really nice. "I'm Ashlyn Moore. I'm a witch, and the only person I've ever killed was my sister, I swear. And it was in self defence."

Elena nodded, "If Damon trusts you, then so do I." She said firmly, smiling at my ex boyfriend, who seemed to be taken aback by her statement. All pairs of eyes turned to look at him.

"She can be trusted." He said quietly, "More than anyone else here."

I think he meant that last part just for me. I smiled softly and apologetically at him, and he said very quietly, so that I had to lean in to hear, "We'll talk later." I nodded, and we focused our attention back to Stefan.

"So we have two issues on our hands. The first one is this." He said, gesturing to the bickering...couple? "Tyler and Caroline are going to end up killing each other. The second is our new visitor." Stefan looked over at me pointedly. "Why are you here?"

"Uh..." I hesitated, "To see Damon, of course. To make things right."

Even he didn't buy that. "Cut the crap, Ashlyn. I saw the look of surprise on your face when you walked in... you didn't think Damon and I would be here."

"Fine... I guess you got me." I said. I decided that the truth would be the best option. It really was time for them to know my true motives. "I'm here to find my best friends... Katherine Pierce and Mason Lockwood."

A/N: Hey guys! Wow I've only posted the prologue and this story is already getting hits...I know what I should write about from now on :P. Just kidding. Kinda. Uhmm I'm really bad at introduction chapters, but welcome to my story! You'll be reading it as I write it, basically, and I'm kind of inspired so hopefully I can do it up and not stop. If I have issues with ideas or anything I'll let you all know ASAP... i personally hate waiting for a story to come out! Also, I just want to point out that I am a HUGE TVD fan, and any inconsistencies from the show will be intentional. I'm also a fan of the book though, like hugely, first and foremost so if I accidentally mix up some details from the books and the show, please point them out to me! I should update about once or twice a week, sometimes twice a day, and most importantly, thank you SO much for reading! (From 212: The Descent, I will not be regarding the show unless I get really stuck so bear with me!) Thank you!

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