I was still in shock. I was conflicted whether to say something or just slam the door in his face and pace around in horror.

I couldn't believe he was still alive. And from the lack of sound I heard from his chest, I quickly concluded he was dead and a vampire.

A vampire.

A bloody vampire!

Come on! Anything but that. I've already dealt with so much right now. The last thing I need is for Logan to try to bewitch me into giving him another chance for the next miliennia...unless I stake myself before then? Yeah, that sounds pretty good right now.

"H-Why are you here, Logan?" I started out, trying to hold back my shock.

"I missed you. By the way, where were you? You never showed up for our date." Logan stated.

I narrowed my eyes at him. "First things first, Logan, we were never on a date. And second of all, it's none of your business. I just didn't feel like even looking at your face that day." I informed her. "Looking? More like staring." He stated. "Yeah... in disgust." I quipped. Logan grinned at the remark as if this was some type of game to him. "Hey, Angie.. who's at the...?" Jenna started out, but stopped mid way when she spotted Logan at the doorway. His grin faltered when he saw Jenna.

"Jenna. I didn't expect you to be in town." He started out.

Jenna looked between us cautiously. "Why is he here?" She asked me. "I was getting to that." I muttered over to her. She rolled her eyes and walked up to Logan. I held a hand out to keep her from living the house.

If Logan's a newbie vampire than that means he wouldn't be able to control himself around humans. The next last thing I wanted was for Jenna to get hurt and caught up in this. "Why are you here?" Jenna demanded him to tell her. He looked at her blankly and said, "I'm here for Angie."

Jenna was stunned and looked over at me. "What?" She quietly asked, "You took him back?" I sighed deeply and stated, "In my defense, I had no choice. He wasn't going to leave me alone in peace unless I gave him another chance, I did but that's not the point. The point is, you should go."

"Look, Angie, Jenna, I'm sorry with what happened. I never meant for any of this to happen. Just invite me in and I'll explain everything to you." Logan told us. "I'm not gonna invite you in." Jenna stated. "You can just forget it Logan, like you forgot me." I reminded him.

"Come on, Angie. It's me." He stated.

"What part of it do you not comprehend, Logan?! The answer's still no." I stated getting impatient with him. "Angie, I know you. Like your aunt, you're always a step from "maybe", a tiny nudge to "yes"." Logan informed me.

We both scoffed in disbelief. "You just pointed out that I have no self-control of myself. Clever strategy! Why don't you just punch me in the face while you're at it?" I stated, before slamming the door in his face. Jenna shook her head and walked back into the kitchen.

"Jenna." I called out as I followed her back and stopped by the doorway. "Can I ever go just one day without my past coming to slap me in the face at almost every corner? ONE." Jenna started out. "Forget him, he doesn't need our attention. Hell, let's break his ego by not even having this conversation about him at all!" I told her.

"True. But I honestly just wish for once my past can just stay buried where it belongs. I don't want to be reminded of Logan and the wedge drama he put between us. I'm here so we can all try to be a family again without our past dramas. Wishful thinking, huh? I think I'm gonna crash. See you tomorrow." Jenna said, before patting me on the shoulder and walking off into the guest room to sleep. I thought over what she said.

It wasn't really wishful thinking unless you tried your hardest to eliminate all the past dramas in your life one by one.

As if that'll happen though...

I shook my head and went into the laundry room to start the machine and clean off my old bloody clothes from earlier.

Morning came and I pretty much did my daily routine.

Ponytail? Check.

Shower? Check.

Blood bag? Check.

Breakfast? Don't need it but, check.

Coffee? As if I've ever went a day without coffee!

I was in the kitchen with Jenna chatting a bit. I mentally wasn't even the slightest bit interested in our conversation nor knew what we were even yammering about in the first place. It was all just a blank to me.

Soon Elena came downstairs to the kitchen and announced, "Jeremy's got his sketch pad out."

I looked up at her with widened eyes.

And the Jer-casso returns!

"You're kidding?" Jenna started out. "And the Gilbert Renaissance is resurrected!" I sarcastically stated. We all smiled a bit. "Nope. But don't say a word. The minute we encourage him, he'll put it away." Elena stated. I sighed dramatically. "Well, it'll be tough not to tease my nickname for his art ego in his face anymore, but... but I'll try." I joked trying to keep up a straight face. Jenna nudged me playfully which made me crack up a bit. I shook my head a bit and looked back over at Elena.

"So. You and Stefan? Update." I started out.

"Her and who?" Jenna asked confused.

I hit the side of my head softly and said, "Oh yeah, I didn't catch you up on that. Well you see, Elena has or at least had a new boyfriend named, Stefan Salvatore. You know the drill, pretty highschool boy, blonde hair, green eyes, looks like a damn Roman god from afar. Anyway, they were together for what? A week? I don't know. All I know is they recently broke up and I'd like to see how she's doing." I quickly informed Jenna.

"Wow. Sounds like a keeper. What happened?" Jenna asked me.

"He was keeping something from her. She didn't like it." I stated.

"What? Really? That's it? What was he keeping from her?" Jenna asked curious.

"I'm right here." Elena stated, reminding us she wasn't some fictional tv character we could just talk about her personal love life with ease.

"But if you're really that interested in my personal life..." Elena started out. "I'm your sister. Of course I'm always interested in your personal life." I told her. She started buttoning up her jacket while saying, "He knows how I feel and where I stand and I know where he stands but it doesn't matter."

"How come?" I cut in.

Elena hesitated slightly, before stating, "He's leaving, moving away."

Now this was news to me.

"Where is he going?" Jenna and I both wondered.

"I've stopped asking questions. The answers get scary." Elena informed us.

"It's a depressing cycle. Yours leaves, ours returns." I stated shaking my head. Elena raised her eyebrow a bit and looked at both of us surprised. "Logan?" She wondered.

"Who else?" I confirmed. "He's back." Jenna said as well, causing Elena to groan.

"Don't worry, we didn't let him even pass the boundary of the front door." I informed her. "I hope you slammed it in his face." Elena wished. "Ah, medium slam." Jenna recalled. I shook my head and stated, "No, I'm the one that slammed the door, remember? It looked like a medium slam but in reality.. his nose must hurt like a bitch right now."

"Three strike rule, Jenna. You're not even allowed to watch the news." Elena said.

"Exactly. No more Logan "Scum" Fell." Jenna stated, before taking a sip of her coffee. "Here's to the hope he will never reproduce little 'scums' like himself!" I toasted with my coffee. "Here, here!" Jenna and Elena toasted as well. One with a mug while the other with her purse.

The beginning of my day was somewhat normal as I (shockingly for the first time in a long while) went back to college to take my courses. By the time I was finished with my last class, that's when the drama started all over again. And to think it happened from one phone call.

"What do you want, Damon? And how did you get my number?" I asked him boardly.

"I need you to meet up with me, right now. And I pretty much randomly dialed." He stated.

I stayed silent in disbelief. "Fine! I compelled some chick at the Grill who said you use to take summer jobs there with her." Damon eventually told me.

"Please tell me you didn't kill Hannah." I asked him dreading to know if it were true.

"I may have had a small drop of blood of her, but she's still walking around breathing as we speak. Just with a bandage on her neck." Damon informed me. I rolled my eyes softly and soon asked, "So, you're not mad?"

"Mad about what?" Damon asked.

"Last night." I reminded him of how I screwed him over for once.

"I'm still royally pissed as hell, but since I'm leaving town and not looking back, I honestly don't want to waste my time on trying to get back at you. Plus like you said, we're even. I deserved it. Got mad, had a brief rampage that no one will know of but me, accepted it and moved on. Can we be friends again?" Damon told me.

"We were never friends, Damon. I'll see you in 25 minutes." I stated, before hanging up. I looked in every direction around me. When the cost was clear, I started to sped away from campus towards Mystic Falls.

I stopped speeding as I got near an abandoned warehouse.

That's odd, how did I track this place down?

I saw Damon on the other side and shrugged, before speeding behind him.

"You called?" I asked.

He turned around to see me and said, "What happened to 25 minutes?" I looked at him and said, "What are you talking about? That was 25 minutes." I stated. He smirked and said, "Yeah, more like 25 seconds." I eyed him slightly but shook my head a bit.

I could have sworn that was at least 20 minutes or more. There's no way I could have sped from campus to this unknown place in Mystic Falls in that percentage of time. From home to campus was like 5 minutes or something. By car, it's a 45 minutes drive. Are you telling me I can speed from town district to town in just seconds?! But then again Damon could be exaggerating...

"So, what do you want?" I asked him. He handed me his phone and said, "Call Blondie."

"Caroline? Why do you want me to call Caroline for?" I asked him cautiously.

"Because she's not under my control anymore. Besides you two are buddy buddies, so she'll trust you." Damon said, "Oh and don't forget to tell her to bring my compass."

I opened my mouth to ask, but decided against it and dialed Caroline. About 20 minutes later she drove up near the warehouse. "You can give me that." Damon stated. "Why should I give you for? And why did you want me to bring Damon's compass and come out here for? It's creepy." Caroline started out. I sighed under my breath and mouthed an apology before compelling her. "Give me the watch." She handed me the watch. Damon scoffed a bit. "Thank you. Get in your car and go home. Forget I asked you to do this and forget the compass." I compelled with a small smile, "Don't forget your report is due on Monday. You might want to get a head start." Caroline nodded and soon retreated to her car. Damon looked at me in disbelief.

"Really?" He started out.

"What? I didn't force her to do her report I just reminded her. Don't ask me how I know, I just like calling her on the weekends for some reason." I told him, "Now why do you want this watch?"

"None of your damn business." Damon informed me. I placed my hands on my hip firmly and stated, "Every time some says it's none of my business, deep down it really is part of my business. What are you up to?" I asked him.

"Trust me, you don't want any part of this." He stated. "If you just told me, then maybe I'd walk away right now." I informed him. He looked behind him, before looking back at me. "There was a murder last night, I didn't do it this time, it must be a newbie vamp. I'm trying to track him down before leaving town. Think you're up for it?" Damon told me. My brain started to turn until I got a near major headache.

"Oh god, Logan." I groaned out at the obvious conclusion. Logan was recently turned so it must have obviously been him. Either him or someone else.

"Logan?" Damon asked out.

"Yes, Logan. He came over to the house last night. He kept trying to convince me to invite him in. I never did so... it has to be him. I don't know anyone else but him that could fit neatly in that category." I stated. "Okay, then. I'll check to see if he's in here. You back me up when you get the chance if he attacks." Damon stated. I nodded a little late as Damon already started to walk off into the warehouse. I gave him a 20 second start, before entering the warehouse myself quietly.

I soon heard a gunshot and froze in my place.

Luckily, it wasn't aimed on me and was from a further distance.

I swiftly continued to walk in the shadows as I heard voices.

Two of them.

Damon and Logan.

"I have a ton of these wood bullets, so nothing funky." Logan said.

"You don't wanna do this." Damon told him.

Another gunshot went off, with a following painful scream that nearly deafened my ears.

I finally was hidden behind large carts not so far away from both men, but away to not get noticed.

"That's what you get." Logan stated satisfied with himself.

"For what?" Damon asked. He was on the floor trying to cover up his wound.

It just wasn't his day. Not only did he get attacked brutally by me, but now he's getting shot and he didn't even seemed that healed up last night from my first blow.

Logan soon crouched down in front of him and reminded him, "You made me like this."

"I killed you. I didn't turn you." Damon informed him. He soon pried a wooden bullet out of his chest. Logan picked it up and examined it while saying, "See I know what you and your brother are. I've been watching the two of you. I knew you'd show up here and I'm glad you did, because I have some questions."

"Me first. Who turned you." Damon asked, after taking out another bullet. He was slowly starting to heal, but was still weak.

Logan crouched face closer to him and stated, "How should I know? Last thing I remember is, I'm about to stake your brother and then you grabbed me. That's it! Until I wake up in the ground behind a used car dealership on highway 4. Somebody buried me." I couldn't help but feel a little sorry for him a bit. At least I didn't get buried alive when I first turned. I couldn't even imagine how that would go if it even happened? I'd most likely freak out...

"It happens. Ow. Damn it." Damon said, taking another bullet out. They were really tight in there.

"You bite me. It had to be you." Logan stated, with the stereotypical vampire nonsense.

"You have to have vampire blood in your system when you die. I didn't do that. Some other vampire found you, gave you their blood." Damon informed him.

Now might not be the right time, but is it me or was there something wrong with the air I was breathing? Something thick and making my throat itch a bit.

"Who?" Logan asked him, as if he knew.

"That's what I wanna know." Damon stated.

"Dude, it's not like the welcome wagon was waiting with a bundt cake and a handbook. It's been a learn as you go process. You know, one minute, I'm a small town on the rise news guy and the next thing I know, I can't get into my house, because my foot won't go through the door!" Logan informed him, as if he didn't know about it already.

Damon sat up prying another bullet out of him. "You have to be invited in." He informed him. "I know. I live alone." He told him. I narrowed my eyes a bit finding that strange, since during summer I'm pretty sure if you live alone you should be able to go through the door without an invitation, unless he had his house on one of his relatives name like his cousins for example and they're all still currently living then yeah, they'll have to invite him in even though they don't live there with him, but because they share the same last name with him.

"Ah, that sucks." Damon chuckled softly.

"So now, I am at the Ramada watching pay per view all day, eating everything in sight, including housekeeping." Logan continued. It doesn't really sound that bad, now does it?

"It could be worse." Damon said, unknowingly agreeing with me.

"All I can think about is blood and killing people. I can't stop killing people. I keep killing and I like it. I'm conflicted." He laughed maniacally.

And... my brief sympathy for this guy is gone.

"Welcome to the club." Damon quipped, "Wait a minute. Cops only found one body?" Unless he was exaggerating on the killing people, when he really killed one person?

"I left one. I was tired. But I've been hiding the rest of the bodies. They're right back there." Logan pointed over near my direction. I held back a groan as I noticed why the air was weird to me. There was stacks of rotten blood spilled dead bodies afar from me.

"You're kidding." Damon said to himself.

"They're just piling up!" Logan stated. "Now... why am I so overly emotional? All I can think about is my ex-girlfriend. The cute, tall, young, brown-eyed one. I wanna be with her and bite her and stuff." He told Damon, referring to me. I'm cute, tall, young, and have brown eyes. Jenna has brown honey-dew hair, while Monica had green eyes and raven hair. Plus out of all of them, I'm clearly the youngest.

"Well, you probably love her. Anything you felt before will be magnified now. You're gonna have to learn to control it." Damon told him.

"What about walking in the sun? I'm a morning person. You can walk in the sun which, by the way, is pretty cool. The council will never suspect you. That's not in the journals." Logan said, after Damon flashed him his daylight ring during.

"The journals?" Damon wondered. I wondered as well. "Yeah, the founding fathers, they passed down journals to their kids. Come on man, you gotta tell me. How can you walk around in the sun?" Logan said.

Founding families?

Journals?

Fuck.. I cursed remembering Jeremy had been reading these books lately. It must have been the family journals. It made me wonder for a bit, what was in there?

"Who turned you?" Damon asked him.

"How do you walk in the sun?" Logan repeated himself.

"Who turned you?" Damon stubbornly asked again.

"You know, I've been really nice so far but I will kill you." Logan stated as he stood up and pointed out his gun. Now's my chance.

"I'd hate to interfere, but if anyone's going to kill him one day... it'll be me." I stated, before shifting and grabbing Logan quickly before speeding out of the warehouse.

It was almost dark out (the evening and sun setting) and I had Logan pinned against a tree in the closet woods I could find.

"Angie?!" He exclaimed in shock.

"Hello Logan. And before you ask.. yes. Yes, I'm just like them." I told him.

"Can you please let me go?" He asked.

"Why so you can run off and kill more people?" I asked.

"No, I just... I need to have a word with the sheriff. I promise I won't tell her about you." He told me. I eyed him slightly. "You swear?" I tested him, putting pressure around his neck. "I swear." He stated. "Good. And don't tell her about the Salvatore's either." I added. "Why do you care about them?" He asked. "I don't, but I don't want to see them get staked to death either. At least not yet.." I told him. "Fine, then I promise, I won't tell her about them." Logan informed me. I nodded and soon let him go and brushed off my jeans a bit.

"I'm sorry." Logan started out.

Before I could even look up, while my blind side was completely caught off guard I got shot twice in the head and blacked out before I could even touch the ground.

I opened my eyes open and groaned as I sat up.

It was pitch black outside and I had a major headache. I rubbed the side of my face and soon pulled the bullets out. I bit the inside of my checks to prevent me from screaming and once I got partly healed up I picked up my phone and called Damon.

Pissed.

"Great, you're alive. I need your help. Logan's out and he's at the school. I'll be there in a few minutes, you might beat me to it." Damon told me.

"I already did." I smirked cockily. The second he told me Logan was at the school I sped there while still being on the phone. "And I'll probably kill him before you do. This chick stopped feeling sorry for this guy a long time ago." I stated, before hanging up. I soon burst into the school and went towards the crowd but couldn't find him. I eventually found my way through the cafeteria and bumped into some guy.

"Sorry." He muttered.

"Yeah, sure." I said, while getting on my toes to see if I could spot the little 'scum' anywhere from this distance.

"I'm sorry, do I know you? You remind me of someone." The guy told me. I quickly glanced over at him.

I've never seen this guy before in my life.

"Sorry, I don't know you so you can't possibly know me. I'm Angelia Gilbert." I stated, while still eyeing around for Logan.

Where the fuck could he be!?

"Gilbert? Wait aren't you possibly related to Jeremy and Elena Gilbert?" He asked me.

"Yeah, I'm their guardian slash sister." I told him, not even giving the guy much eye contact as I was busy looking for Logan with my eyes.

It was like playing Where's Waldo all over again! At least Waldo never tried to kill me...

"Oh, wow. I'm Alaric Saltzman. We've never met. I'm the new history teacher." Alaric told me. I snapped my eyes over at him and eyed him slightly.

"New history teacher? What happened to the old one?" I asked him.

"I don't know. They told me he died in an animal attack a long time ago at the school football game." Alaric informed me.

Huh, so Tanner's dead? How the hell did I miss that?

"I see I need to catch up more on the news." I stated.

"Nah, must of the stuff on there is garbage anyway." He told me. I grinned and chuckled softly.

The more I talk to this guy the less angrier I feel about Logan.

Almost, not completely, but it's a start.

"I like you. What's your name again? Alaric?" I asked making sure.

"Yeah, but call me Ric. It's Easier." Alaric told me.

"Okay. Call me Angie. Short for Angelia." I told him.

"Angie. Okay. I guess I'll see you around." He told me.

"You will, this town is as small as hell so... you'll definitely see more of me around." I stated. He chuckled slightly, before walking off.

There was something about that guy that just made me feel calm a bit. I shook my head slightly and continued to search for Logan. I soon spotted Stefan with Elena. I rolled my eyes and walked up to them. "Elena. Stefan." I started out and pulled Stefan away from her through the crowd. "Give us 5 minutes!" I shouted out back for her. We went through the crowd until I was almost sure she couldn't spot us.

"Where's Logan?" I asked him directly to the point.

"I don't know. He was here earlier. Damon's after him." He told me.

"Good, I'll track him down. By the way, are you really leaving?" I asked him. He looked down slightly and licked his lips a bit before answering, "Yeah, I guess I am." I nodded slightly and placed a hand on his shoulder and patted him briefly. "Have a safe travel." I told him. He nodded as well. "By the way, tell Elena I was asking you where Jeremy was if she asks about me." I told him, before walking off quickly.

The longer it took to find Logan the more eager I was in killing him.

As I got outside, I still couldn't find Logan anywhere and got a quick text from Stefan.

'Be on the lookout for Logan. He has Caroline.'- Stefan

I turned off my phone as my blood started to boil all over again. I soon sped away from the school and stopped after a good distance to see if I could hear a car or smell Caroline's scent. I soon caught up with them as I saw Stefan vamp speed towards the car and pull Logan out of it, throwing him to the pavement. Logan got up and Damon soon came out shooting at his direction for him to fall down again. I smirked at the irony of that. As this was happening, I took Caroline's unconscious form out of the car.

Luckily, she was still alive and had no blood around her lips to show sign of her being a transitioning vampire.

"Payback's a bitch, isn't it?" Damon told Logan. I couldn't help but smirk at the brief inside joke. "Get her out of here." Damon told Stefan and I. Before Stefan and I could leave I turned my head back at him and called out, "Damon!"

He turned his head in my direction, while still keeping Logan to the ground.

"Make him suffer." I requested.

He nodded and soon answered his phone to talk to the sheriff.

Stefan and I soon sped off with Caroline all the way until we finally made it to her house.

"Fuck." I stated, when I saw we couldn't get in. Stefan held her firmly in his arms like bridal style as I fed her my blood to heal her. After 2 minutes her wounds started healing nearly instantly. This actually surprised Stefan at how fast my blood could heal her. She soon fluttered her eyes open weakly. I took her out of Stefan's arms and stood her.

"Caroline, sweetie, you need to invite us into your home. Don't ask why just do it, quickly before you pass out." I informed the sleepily weak girl. She murmured something and nodded slowly. She didn't seem to have her balance. I helped her move in a little further for her leg to pass the front door boundary.

"Now say 'Come in.'" I told her. She stood there sleepily ready to fall and slurred. "C-C-Comme in." She quietly whispered in a breath, until she fell back. Stefan quickly sped and caught her before she touched the floor. He handed her over to me and I took her to her room.

"I think I got it from here, Stefan." I told him as I tucked Caroline in bed.

"You sure?" He asked me, not wanting to leave me alone unless I was certain.

"Yes, I'm sure." I told him. He nodded before walking off.

"Stefan, wait." I called out, before quickly walking up to him. I stood before him and gave him a slight hug. He patted me awkwardly on my back until I pulled off. "Bon voyage, Salvatore." I said in french. He grinned slightly, before speeding off. After he left, I went back to Caroline to make sure she was doing well.

"...And after that I brought her home. I honestly don't know what got into Logan tonight. I think he just snapped." I story based lied to Liz Forbes, Caroline's mother who, ironically, was the sheriff of this town.

"I don't think I can thank you and Damon enough. If it wasn't for you two..." Liz started out as tears were forming in her eyes. We were both in Caroline's room a good distance away from her bed, where she slept peacefully. I placed a hand on her shoulder. "It's okay, Mrs. Forbes. It's all over now. She's safe here." I told her. She nodded and wiped a small evidence of tears at the corner of her left eye. "I know, just... just thank you so much, Angie." She told me, "I honestly don't know how to repay you." I thought it over slightly and came up with something.

"Let me join the council." I told her.

"What?" She asked me taken back by my request.

"Let me join the council. Every member of the Founding families are suppose to be a part of it. I figured since my parents... you know... I thought I'd join to make up for them, since Elena and Jeremy are too young." I explained to her.

"I don't know about this... Ang.."Liz started to tell me off, but I cut her off first.

"I know about vampires, Liz." I told her straight forward. Liz eyes widened and she quickly looked over at Caroline, before motioning me to step outside her room with her. I did and we went down the hallway away from Caroline's room. "What are you talking about, Angie?" Liz asked me, cautiously.

"I know about vampires and that the council are secretly looking for them. I've known about them during my time away from Mystic Falls last summer. I met this vampire and long story short, I know what they're capable of. I was lucky to escape him and return back home. I know I can take them Liz and I won't tell anyone. Not even my family." I told her.

"You do realize this is a big responsibility? Once you join you'll... you might have to keep this secret with you for life and keep it away from your family and future generation unless they're ready to handle the truth. Are you ready for that? For all the lies you'll have to put your family through?" Liz asked me.

I swallowed slightly, knowing I'll do a good job lying either way. She still thinks I'm human so that's good.

"I'm ready." I told her.

She eyed me slightly and nodded at my choice. "Okay, then. I'll call you when the next meeting is held and we can start business." She told me.

"Can't wait." I grinned, before starting to leave the house. By the time I got far down the block and was sure Liz wouldn't see me, I sped off back to the school, knowing I dropped my phone while trying to save Caroline earlier.

As I sped near the road where I'm sure I dropped my phone (which I did, next time I should put it in the front pocket of my jeans), I got it and took off. I stopped mid way when I heard people talking near the Parking lot. In curiosity, I sped near the parking lot and hid behind a van to see Alaric and Logan.

WTSF? LOGAN?!

My eyes cracked a bit when I saw he seemed nice and well.

I saw no sign of him getting tortured at all!

I see I need to have a little talk with Damon tomorrow...

"Who are you?" Logan asked Alaric.

Oh crap, I need to go save that guy.

"A friend of Jenna's." He told him.

Friend?

I eyed him from top to bottom.

If anything, he's a little too hot to be her friend, plus Jenna doesn't do guy friends much.

"Jenna sent you?" Logan asked.

"No, I came on my own." Alaric informed him.

"Ah, I get it. Well, buddy, I know what you think this makes you brave. But actually it makes you pretty stupid." Logan told him.

A part of me wanted to punch him in the face and save Ric from him, but I seemed more interested in where this brief conversation would go for some reason.

"Either way, here I am." Alaric told him.

"What do you want?" Logan asked, getting irritated by the man.

Alaric hesitated for a bit, but said, "Jenna is a good person. She deserves the best. I'm here to make sure she gets it."

"Was that suppose to be a threat? Couldn't you throw a punch? Maybe provoke me a little?" Logan mocked him.

"I'm not a violent guy by design." Alaric informed him.

"Well, you're not a very smart one, either." Logan added.

"How's that?" Alaric asked him, as Logan turned his back to him. His eyes started to shift.

"Oh no." I muttered to myself ready to attack.

"Cause you have no idea who you're talking to." Logan stated, before turning around with a vamp face to attack Alaric. I sped over to stop him, but stopped mid way and quickly hid behind the closet car to me after what I just quickly saw.

Oh god.

Logan's dead.

And Alaric killed him.

With a stake!

I covered my mouth in shock as Logan's body withered away and Alaric stood before him with a bloody stake. He quickly, got out of the parking lot and so did I, but with vamp speed. I soon got home and locked the door, before falling to the floor in shock.

Forget Logan.

Forget the Salvatore's.

And forget the Council.

I'm more concerned about the new vampire hunter in town and what was his secret agenda.

A/N: I'm back! XD

Okay, maybe not fully, but still. Anyway, sorry if there are any misspelling or confusion... It's late 7pm here, kinda tired and I'll look over this by tomorrow to see what the heck I just wrote here, lol. Not important but I noticed most of my chapters have death in them or revolve around them, especially my recent ones.

Weird? But it's ironic to the title so.. whatever!

Hope you liked it and Happy Valentines day, you know if you even celebrate that crap.

No offense but to me, Valentines Day is kinda overrated.

Why do we even have a holiday to be affectionate towards each other? If someone's going to show how much they care or love me they can do it any other day of the damn week! Plus, don't get me started with Cupid. I know it's all about mythology but really... It's a naked (depending) baby that shoots arrows at people and force them to fall gaga over each other. -_-

Anyway long story short, if I want to stuff myself with chocolate, I can do it without it having to have a holiday. Kinda like with Thanksgiving. Granted I'm a Thanksgiving baby, but still. I can honestly make a list of reasons why I like but also dislike the holidays, especially now since as a kid we all didn't mind but now I'm seeing it for what it is and honestly, there are too much hypes for the holidays these days. XD So either way, happy holidays. I'll see you next time I upload. Hopefully, it won't take a month. :D