A/n: I am so sorry that it has taken me so long to update this story. Unfortunately, right after I updated it the last time, my father was involved in a very serious car accident and broke two ribs, punctured a lung, fractured his hip in two places and tore a muscle in his hip as well as having two brain bleeds. I've been focusing a lot of my time on taking him to doctor appointments as well as working.

When I started this story I didn't really know what it was going to turn into. I wanted to take a look at our characters and see how life would have been different for them if their perceptions were different. What choices would they have made differently; how would the relationship between Elena and Katherine be different? It's turned into a storyline that I am really proud of and I hope you enjoy it and continue to read. Please review and tell me what you think.


Damon ushered Elena to the property Sheila Bennett had told him about, wary of entering after the initial greeting he had received; one hundred dead witches causing hundreds of aneurysms in his head.

It was the beginning of fall and it was getting darker earlier, the duo only arriving minutes before sun down. As soon as they walked through the door Sheila wrapped her arms around Elena and lead her further into the dilapidated home. "Were you followed," the old witch asked.

"No," Damon told her, "but Stefan is here and enrolled in high school."

"Stefan is your brother," the teen asked and both Damon and Sheila looked at her with surprise.

"You've met him already," Damon's eyes widened and he took a step closer. "When did this happen?"

"This morning," Elena felt compelled to answer. "We bumped into each other at my locker before first period."

"Then he knows," Sheila said, "and Klaus will be here sooner rather than later. Smuggling her out of town is out of the question now. He'll be watching us."

"What's happening," Elena began to freak out. "Why were you going to smuggle me out of Mystic Falls? Who is looking for me?"

Sheila put a hand on her shoulder and used her other hand to brush a strand of stray hair behind Elena's ear. "There are things at play here, child. Things I never wanted you to know of; your parents tried to hide it away from you and your sister but there was no helping it. Klaus will come for you."

"Why?" Elena cried. "Why does he want me?"

"We will explain everything, but first we need to take this somewhere more private. I promise," Sheila spoke before the teen could interrupt her. She lead Damon and Elena down a hall, taking stairs down towards a basement and the only light came from the glow of dozens of large white candles. In the middle of the room was a low, round table covered by a black velvet cloth. "Sit and I will tell you everything you need to know about Klaus and what happened to your sister."

"You know what happened to Katherine?"

"Yes, darling child. I tried to help her, too. Things didn't go as planned." Pausing for a moment, Sheila glanced at Damon who was standing by the entrance of the room. "You've heard the rumors about me; what I am."

"Everyone says you think you're a witch but that you're just eccentric," Elena tried to put it as nicely as possible.

"That's kind dear, but I think the word you were looking for was kook," the Bennett witch laughed. "The truth of the matter is that I am a witch and I am not alone in this world. There are other beings that exist and they were created right here in this very town one thousand years ago."

"What does this have to do with me and Kat?"

"Oh, Elena," Sheila held her hands, "soon enough you'll come to see that everything has to do with you and your sister. You're very special, rare girls; magical in your own peculiar way. And it all started with a girl just like you..."