AN: IMPORTANT INFO FOR STORY HERE. PLEASE READ: Thanks for the reviews. I have done some thinking about the details that have made you confused.
There will be no love triangles.
Tatia is not the original doppelganger, Elena is.
With that, I have changed it the previous chapter so Elijah doesn't have a romantic relationship with Katherine. After all she's his sister's double.
I'm not really sure on how a doppelganger comes about. For the purposes of this story, we'll pretend that Klaus got a girl pregnant because I can see him doing that more than I can see Elena sorry. And somehow with that Elena has a doppelganger. Please just go with it.
Finn and Kol might make an appearance. I will not kill them if they do.
Elena is taking the place of Rebekah. She may appear as another vampire, possibly an ex girlfriend of Stefan, not sure.
I'm pretty sure it will be a Elena x Damon story, sorry to those who don't like. Again pretty sure, it might change throughout (as we know Elena can't make up her mind). Anyways, on with the story.
Chapter 4
Elena and Damon sat in the dimly lit bar. They were taking shots. Of course, being a vampire the alcohol didn't really affect them. It took the edge off the blood lust though. Damon was being his normal offensive self and Elena was putting him in his place.
"So what brought you to Mystic Falls?" Damon asked suspiciously.
"Needed a change," she said simply.
"So in other words, you can't tell me?" he said darkly.
"Take what you want out of that sentence," she told him indifferently.
Elena and Damon were slightly buzzed by the alcohol, but not totally intoxicated.
"I lived here before, if you must know. Thought I'd visit. I wanted to play human for a year. But I hear you wouldn't understand that. A little birdie tells me that you don't have much regard for humans," she admitted.
"I can't change my turning, I've moved on," he lied.
"Hmm," she mused.
"What's that mean?" he asked.
"It means nothing. You are reading too much into my words," she answered.
Then Elena got up from the bar stool and flipped some bills down onto the bar for the bartender. She eyed the crowd in The Grill. She saw a family of four eating an early dinner at a booth in the restaurant portion of the bar. There was a man sitting alone watching everyone at a table. Usually Elena made meals out of drunken idiots who didn't know what they were doing, but strangely the only people at the bar were Damon and her. She didn't think Damon would be very open to her drinking her blood. It was possible for her of course, she was an Original.
She left the bar and would feed later. She'd find a straggler on a deserted road somewhere. There was no need to draw attention to her in broad daylight. She was feeling friendly so she texted Caroline.
(Regular script- Elena Italics- Caroline)
Hey
Hey
What's up?
I'm just sorting through my clothes. Hbu?
Oh fun lol. I'm walking home from the grill.
Nice.
So have you ever noticed anything different about Stefan?
No, not that I remember. Why?
Oh, no reason.
Elena deduced that Caroline knew nothing about the supernatural world. That was good. Of course that fact might cause problems when Katherine comes to town. She needed to find out more about her. Elena wasn't sure whether to just come right out with it to Stefan or Damon or too befriend one and ease her way into learning the past. She could also compel them to tell her about Katerina, but that went against her morals. They'd be really angry at her. That would put a damper on her year for playing pretend.
The sun was just setting when she got back to the home of Jenna Sommers. The colours were pretty, a mixture of reds, oranges, and pinks. With her vampire vision her eyes could pick out each individual colour. She loved the beauty of the sun. The sunlight sometimes bothered vampires if it got too bright. One of the perks of being one of the original vampires was that the sun couldn't kill her. Without her lapis lazuli stone it would be painful but with it she was pain free in the sun.
Elena greeted the accepting human in her kitchen.
"Do you want me to cook something?" she asked knowing Jenna's inability to cook.
"That would be great. You know how I am with food," she laughed apologetically.
"Don't worry; I'm a pretty good cook," Elena assured her.
Jenna was relieved that she didn't have to cook. She didn't want to have to set off the fire alarm again that week. She told her niece that there were ingredients for pasta in the pantry. Her niece went to the pantry and found the ingredients she'd need to make fettuccine alfredo. She proceeded to follow the ancient recipe that was ingrained in her mind.
Twenty minutes later she was putting the food on the table. She didn't have to eat, but it helped with the human charade in front of Jenna. She could get away with not eating at lunch. Lots of people did that, if anyone wondered they would just think that she had some eating disorder. Elena didn't care what people thought of her so as long as no one got to suspicious she wasn't worried.
"So how was your visit to see your friends?" Jenna asked. That was what Elena had told her about her impromptu visit to Chicago.
"It was good. They were very happy to see me. I hadn't seen them in quite a while. I didn't exactly leave on good terms. It's all good now," she smiled.
"I'm glad everything is working out," her aunt said.
They made idle chat while eating the dinner that the centuries old vampire had cooked. Jenna complimented her on her ability to cook. Elena just shrugged it off and said she'd had plenty of practice. She certainly had. In her human days her mother taught her how to cook as she would be required to cook for her family when she got married. Of course that didn't happen, but over the years Elena acquired quite a few skills.
Later that night Elena could hear her aunt going to bed. She waited another half an hour to make sure her aunt was really sleeping. She didn't want her aunt finding her gone in the night. After she was sure that her "guardian" was asleep, Elena snuck out the window to go hunting.
She liked to believe that she had morals. She didn't like compelling people. She didn't believe it was right. Her brothers thought that they were strange. Elijah had a little more regard for human life, but even he couldn't figure out why she wouldn't compel people unnecessarily when she would drink with no problem. Elena justified that by saying that she wouldn't compel innocent people for no reason. She tried to feed off the people who were not innocent, not for a long shot.
And so she found herself at the Grill. There was a man staggering about at the side of the building. He smelled strongly of alcohol and was obviously drunk. She had a feeling about him though. Her feelings were rarely wrong. She could feel that he was not a good man. He was a one night stand kind of guy. The kind of guy who would have sex with drunken girls he picked up at a bar. He took advantage of girls, especially the young naive ones.
Elena despised this type of guy. But they made for easy meals. They hoped for a quick fuck from a beautiful girl at the back of a bar.
"Hello there," Elena said, turning her vampire allure on.
"Hey babe," he slurred.
Elena shook her head at his stupidity. People underestimated her, and then they paid for it.
"Want to come with me around back? We could have some quick fun," she flirted.
He staggered along beside her. He was unable to walk in a straight line. She pulled him along because she was in a hurry. They were hidden in the shadows when she compelled this stranger not to scream. Her fangs sank into his flesh and she drank her fill. She had excellent control and pulled away before he lost too much blood. She fed him her blood to get rid of the bite marks on his neck.
"You will forget that you met me. You will forget me biting you. You will not take advantage of girls in the future," she compelled him.
Elena smiled. She liked to think that she was doing at least some good in the world. She quickly returned to the house and went to sleep. She could hear Jenna snoring lightly as she climbed back into her room. She wouldn't have to compel her again tonight.
~~~ The next day
Elena was back at high school. She found Stefan before first period.
"You called me Katherine when you first saw me," she cornered him.
"Yes," he agreed.
"Why?" she asked.
"You reminded me of someone," he said.
"Katherine."
"Yes," he agreed again, without giving much away.
"Why do I remind you of Katherine?" Elena prodded, looking for more information.
"You look like her. A lot actually," he admitted.
"And you thought that I was Katherine. So she was a vampire?" she asked.
"Yes," he answered uncomfortably.
Stefan didn't know why this girl was so keen on getting information on Katherine. He figured that it wasn't bad to tell Elena simple information.
"So where is Katherine?" Elena asked, slowly inching into dangerous waters.
"I do not know," he told her honestly.
She decided she was pushing it and left the subject alone. She continued on to her homeroom class. Caroline found her and they walked together.
"So how you liking little old Mystic Falls?" she asked.
"It has charm. It certainly is different," Elena answered.
Elena wasn't sure if she was talking about its difference from Chicago or from towns of a different time. But Caroline found this answer sufficient and carried on without further explanation at Elena's vague answer.
Elena zipped through the mundane day of high school. At lunch she sat with Caroline and her posse at their usual spot in the lunch room. She left the subject of Stefan and Damon's ex alone. She did plan on finding Elena at his usual spot in the bar and ask him about her though. She went to her classes.
She had a new teacher in history. It seems that her previous teacher had unexpectedly turned in his resignation. The new teacher, Mr. Saltzman, was quite knowledgeable of Mystic Fall's history.
He talked about the burning of Fell's church in 1864. She noticed that Stefan was in his own world. Yet when Mr. Saltzman asked him how many casualties there were in the fire he instantly had the answer.
"Twenty seven casualties," he said.
Elena wondered how he knew that. Then she realized that he probably lived in Mystic Falls when this happened. The fact that there were casualties in that fire was not a well known fact. The town lied about the deaths because they weren't human deaths.
The teacher however accepted this answer. Either he was letting the answer slide and didn't know how many casualties there were or he was aware of the true history. Elena knew that she would need to follow up on this guy. She wanted to know who knew about vampires. She figured that the town would still have a council for hunting vampires. She would need to know who was on it. Of course they couldn't hurt her, but it couldn't hurt to know who had a hatred of vampires from birth.
The final bell rang and Elena set off to find information on the doppelganger.
AN: Okay, hope that clears up some things. Review? Please? Thanks for reading!