Disclaimer: i do not own anything to do with The Vampire Diaries. All rights go to the creators. The only thing i own is my plot line and Jade Gilbert

I walked into the Grill, my head held high. I knew they were up to something. I expected it from Stefan and Elena, but Damon was different story.

I spotted them as soon as I entered the room. Stefan Damon and Elena huddled closely whispering.

"We have to do this, none of us can trust her."

"No Elena, you can't trust her! You killed her with a piece of oak." I seen Damon roll his eyes.

"Just stick to the plan Damon."

Bingo.

I knew they were up to something. But what?

I walked over to the Bar and ordered a double Jack D.

"I'm going to need see some ID, doll." I rolled my eyes and leaned up to look in his eyes.

"No you don't, I'm 21 and you know it. For my inconvenience its now on the house." He nodded and got me my drink as I listened into some conversations.

"Where is it?" I heard Damons voice.

"Bonnie won't give it to me." Caroline, his lap dog.

"So rip it off her neck."

"I tried, it shocked me!"

" Damn it! Why does it do that? I need that crystal." He said sounding stressed.

" Why are you being like this? I'm so good to you and I'd do anything. It's just some stupid necklace." She said getting angry with him.

"No, you are the only stupid thing here. And shallow. And useless." Wow harsh.

I turned my attention to Stefan now. He was dancing with a pretty blonde girl.

"Okay, I'm gonna need a little more foot movement."

"Yeah, not really interested in making a fool out of myself." Oh dear lord, was that a joke?

"Come on, you're not that bad." The blonde joked back. Stefan seem genuinely happy with this girl.

"Do me a favor. Tell me if you see Damon with his camera phone."

That was a thing, where is Damon?

I turned around with just enough time to see him leave the Bar.

I stealthily followed him.

The smell of blood invaded my nostrills. The veins under my eyes popped out and I had to regain my control.

It was hard but I managed.

"..your going to go in the bar and tell them it was this girl. Damon held up his phone to a girl who was standing next to a dead boy. By the look of her face she knew him. "Her name is Jade Gilbert and she is a vampire. Tell the Sheriff she bit him and then attacked you. She thought you were dead. You will not remember me once this conversation is over."

She nodded and Damon left.

I speed up to her and she looke terrified.

"Hello my lovely, you will not scream." I smiled down at her.

-x-

I returned to my seat at the bar, and ordered another free drink.

"So your alive then?" A voice came from beside me.

"Yes I am, thanks for giving me a nice burial. It must have took you ages to plan that funeral."

"Ah, I do that to everyone." He waved it off. "No hard feeling?"

I turned to look at him, "Piss off Damon." He held up his hands in surrender and turned to face forward.

Not a second later, the blonde woman who was dancing with Stefan came over.

"All right, the shots are a bribe. I need you to answer a question. What are you really doing in Mystic Falls?" She asked Damon, less than politely.

"Good luck with that," I snorted. She looked over at ne confused.

"Have you tried The Brittle. It wins award."

"Cut the crap."

"Okay, I have a diabolical master plan."

"What is it?"

"If I told you it wouldn't be very diabolical, now would it?" I rolled my eyes.

"You are a douche bag." I said, draining my drink

"Who exactly are you?" The blonde girl lent over and asked me.

"I'm-" I was about to get introducted when Sherif forbes injected her with Vervain and she passed out. "Never mind."

"What are you doing?!" Damon asked looking at Liz like she was crazy. He then looked at me wide eyed. I smirked.

"Thank you for the vervain; now if you'll excuse me." The officers with her picked up The blonde and dragged her out the bar. Damon went after her.

I exited the place from the back and went round the front to watch events unfold.

The officers were dragging the girl to the car when she began to throw them off. Sheriff Forbes shot her with a wooden bullet, but this vampire was to strong. Then out of no where Damon appeared and staked the girl.

I felt another presence and turned to see Stefan and Elena.

"Oh my god," Stefan whispered.

"I told you not to cross me." I snarled, glaring at both of them, then speeding away.

It had been at least three days since Stefans friend died, I now know her name was Lexi.

I am still waiting on Kathrines call, she had texted me to tell me she might be a while as she was trying g to get Mason Lockwood to trigger his werewolf curse. I remembered Mason. He was a douche bag, but I was only young when he was still around in Mystic Falls so I guess he could have changed.

I was just sat on my bed doodling in my sketch book. I was drawing little cartoons on ways to destroy Elena.

When, speak of the Devil, she came crashing through my door, Bonnie behind her. I couldn't see Bonnie but I knew she was there, I could smell her blood.

"Did you know?"she asked, she didn't want look angry, just shocked.

"Know what Elena?" I asked closing my book.

"Did you know that Damon was trying to bring back Katherine?" She asked and my face scrunched up in confusion. Katherine isn't dead.

"Please elaborate," I said sitting up. I was intrigued now.

"In 1864, the founders burned a whole bunch of vampires in old fells church. Katherine was one of them. But bonnies ancestor saved all the vampires in a tomb under the church. Damon wants to open it to get Katherine out." She explained.

"What an idiot." I laughed. "No I didn't know, if I had I would have told him he'll regret it."

"Oh ok then." She said about to leave. i spoke before she left.

"So Bonnie knows everything, huh?" I asked her and she nodded.

"Apart from the fact your a vampire." She said and I heard Bonnie gasp.

-x-

"So she doesn't know that your the one that killed me?" Elenas eyes widened and bonnie gasped again. I chuckled and rolled over in my bed.

Elena had some explaining to do, where as I needed sleep.

-x-

"Yeah so Damon thinks your in the tomb, apparently alot of people do." I told Katherine over the phone and she laughed.

"Yeah, they're supposed to. Only a hand full of people know I'm not in there. It was my whole diabolical plan in 1864." She said and something in my brain clicked.

"I get that Kitty Kat, but why was it nessaserie? Is it something to do with the whole, 'Claim back my freedom?'" I asked her and she was silent for a second.

"This may come as a shock, Jadey, but there are people out there that are much more evil and roofless than I." She chuckled.

"Care to Elaborate?" I asked falling back wards on my bed.

"Well the Vampire species had to start somewhere. They're called the originals. I just happened to piss off the biggest and the badest."she breathed a sigh. I knew there was more to the story but I wouldn't pry.

"How very stupid of you Kitty Kat." I laughed trying to lighten the mood.

"Yeah, it was. Don't ever cross the originals, it might be the last thing you do." her voice was full of regret, "I want you to do something for me, help Damon. This may seem cruel because you know I'm not in the tomb, but I need word to get to Klaus that I'm alive before I send someone to negotiate with him."

"I can do that, any idea on how I can do that?"

"Find Emily Bennets Grimoure, it will help you out! Theres probably something in the old gilbert journals" She said and I nodded in thought. I'd heard my dad talk about them before now.

"Im on it. Catch you later, Kat."

"Bye Jadey." She hung up and I was up off my arse in a flash.

-x-

I walked into jeremys room to see him sketching.

"Ahh your sketching again! Brilliant!" Jeremy looked up from his drawing and smiled.

"What do you think?" He asked holding up his drawing.

"its creepy." I said looking at it closer. "Werewolf?"

"I think so, but the Journal only says beast."

"Journal?" I asked my eyebrows raised.

"The Gilbert journal, its full of facts and stories of vampires. Im trying for extra credit, I'm going to write a report on the 'animal attacks.'"

"Extra credit ayy, so you are cleaning up your act?-" I snorted and he threw a pencil at me.

"Screw you!" He laughed.

"Hey do you mind if I can look at that journal for an hour or so? It seems interesting!"

"Sure it over there!" He said pointing to the table beside his bed, then turning back to his drawing.

"Thanks Jer!" I took the book and headed back to my room. I guess the book was easier to find than I thought.

I flicked though the pages to 1864. I found the extract about the fire in the old fell church and sure enough five pages later Emily Bennet is mentioned.

It said how Jonathan Gilbert gave the journal to the only person he knew would take it.

Gieseppe Salvatore.

He quotes Gieseppe, 'I'll take it to my grave.'