Okay, so this is chapter 3! I edited the previous chapters after I'd published them on , but it didn't want to appear in the text, so here's what should have been:

Chapter 1: So this is my first fanfic ever here . I hope it's not too boring for you to read :)
I will upload chapter 2 soon. And don't forget to R&R before you click anywhere else!
What did ya' think? Send me your feedback if you want me to continue. I might upload more chapters without any reviews, but in the end it's all about pleasing you guys, and what's the point in writing if no one's telling me what they think?

And sorry that I screwed up when it was supposed to be Stefan's point of view! I accidentally continued to write in 'fake-Elena's POV! So I'm sorry about that!

What they saw made them gasp in surprise. The wallpapers in the room they stood in looked bloodstains, and under each stain, there was a note in black ink. When they walked closer to the walls – to examine them – they saw that I actually was blood. And the notes under each stain were names of girls, and dates.
Damon assumed that the dates were when Katherine killed the girls.
He walked along the four walls, stopping at every stain to read the names of all the innocent persons who all had been Katherine's victims.
Then he got to an empty spot without any blood, just a name. He felt relieved that at least one girl was alive. But when he read the two words, he wished that he hadn't. Not a single one of the other names meant a thing to Damon. But this name – without willingly admitting it to himself – was the reason for his existence.
As he read it out loud, it punched a huge hole in his already damaged soul.

"Elena Gilbert," he said.

Stefan looked over at his brother, giving him the look that said 'I already thought you were weird, but now that you're talking to a wall… Are you going to get some help or do you want me to get it for you?'.

As if Damon could read Stefan's mind, he said "No, I'm not insane – look-"gesturing towards the wall "-here's the proof!"

As Stefan saw the name on the wall, his un-beating heart sank in his chest. "Oh. My. God," he said slowly, not taking the time to notice a third presence enter the room.

KATHERINE'S POV

She saw Damon and Stefan staring at the wall. "Mr. Salvatore?" she said, knowing that both of them would react, and look at her. "I see that you have found my 'secret room'," she smirked. "There's a reason why there's a window in the corridor, and why this room is on the other side of it."

"What a-?" Stefan began to say, but Katherine cut him off.

"Let me finish first, and then you'll have all the rights in the world to speak. You see, I prefer thet my prisoners get to know what's going to happen to their loved ones. And I like to tell them as soon as possible."

"Are you insane?" Stefan said.

"Katherine ignored him, and ran her fingers along a wall. "Do you see this name right here – Rebecca Hilson?" The brothers nodded. "Her vampire boyfriend's name was Drew. I met him in 1853. He was so sweet and loyal. I fed him with my blood, and he died as he tried to protect me from the vampire slayers. But of course he returned as a vampire. And when I got stuck in the tomb, he promised that he would wait for me until I got out.
But when I did, he wasn't there. Turns out that he had moved to another town, and when I found him ages later, it was1987, and he had replaced me with this human girl Rebecca."

"Wait-" Stefan said. "-his name was Drew?"

"Yes," Katherine answered. "It was Drew. First, I killed her to cause him pain. Then I told him what wrong he had done, and then I killed him, too," she said with an evil but at the same time mysterious smile.

The Salvatore brothers both swallowed hard. "What's gonna happen to… us?" Damon asked carefully, knowing that if he said something the wrong way, she would snap his neck in half a second.

She smiled again, and walked closer to him. "Well, you really thought that I was dead, and the girl you replaced me with looks exactly like me, so I can't really blame you. So I don't know if I'll kill you. I might just kill the girl, torture you, and then let you go. But the girl will die!" she said harshly, and walked out of the room.

Sorry, I know that this is an extremely short chapter, but I'm stuck! Don't forget to R&R and tell me what I can do to improve the story, and give me suggestions about how you want this to continue and what you want to happen :).