Chapter Ten- Sorry if any mistakes- this chapter has been a pain in the ass to uploadX( reviews very much loved! x

It was 1864 and I was passing through a camp for wounded soldiers, looking for one very close to death. It was much less guilty feeling ending their lives when it was already going to happen.

I found one now, and the little note at the bottom of the bed named him Damon Salvatore. Shot twice in the chest at close range.

Now I sighed and I bent over him, then he groaned and opened his eyes, and I jolted when I saw that they were blue, reminding me of Klaus so very much. He coughed now and looked at me with a frown.

"Go away, angel... I am not leaving yet. Go and spook someone else." he snarled a little at me, closing his eyes. I chuckled a little at him now- he thought I was an angel. That was a nice complement.

But now my heart hurt seeing someone like this. This man burning away with a fever that was going to kill him before the night was through. And he was a fighter, he had just proven it.

I glanced around now, then bit my wrist and let it drip into his mouth. His breathing evened up now and he opened his eyes a little more. Time to go before he realized I was no angel.

Such a beautiful man didn't deserve to die like that.

I stayed a few hours, watching the man- Damon, go from strength to strength. The nurses were so very confused how he made a full recovery like that. I just smirked at the; it was rather funny seeing them fuss over him.

To my suprise, they told him a few hours later that he could go home, that the civil war was over. He smiled at that, and I frowned as I felt something in my chest, like I wanted this man to hold me in the way Klaus and Elijah did. That was... strange.

As he left for "home" I followed him.

We eventually stopped at a little place in Virginia called Mystic Falls.

He hoisted his bag over his shoulder now and walked up a long drive to a magnificent estate- I hadn't realized that he was the son of a rich family.

I watched through the bushes as he hugged a young man. His brother. Then a woman came into view... and my heart stopped dead.

It was her. The one Klaus had been searching for. Katerina.

Now I wanted to snarl quietly and grab her, but then I remembered I had walked away from Klaus. Even though that ring was still on my finger, it held nothing or no meaning for me now.

This was going to be interesting...

Later that night, Katerina, or Katherine as she was called here, went out of the house, heading towards the town. But then she stopped dead and turned as I stepped from the shadows.

Yes, she recognized me and gasped in horror. But before she could run, I caught her and slammed her to the ground and turned her over going. "It's nice to meet you at last Katerina."

Her eyes were wide. "Where is he-? Is he here?"

"Oh, Klaus? No he isn't."

"I believe you (!)"

"No but really. I'm alone. I left him." I got off her now and she sat there, chest heaving and eyes still wide in fear. "No one leaves him and doersn't pay." she told me and I chuckled. "You get away with alot when he loves you."

"Him? Love? Ha! Such rubbish and lies!"

"But I am his fiancee." I showed her the ring now and she got up, still looking cautious. "Why did you leave." she asked and I sighed. "I was sick of all the mindless killings, actually."

"Bu-"

"Katerina. You need not fear me."

She laughed now, then backed up a little. "You were changed by the Originals! You have both Elijah and Klauses blood running through you! You are-!" she just looked frightened again and I rolled my eyes. "I was looking for a place to stay... plus I'm rather hungry..."

Katerina was silent, then she said quietly. "I can trust you?"

"Yeah. You can. I give you my word."

She nodded now, then said. "I am staying at the Salvatore place if you would like to join me."

"Salvatore? As in Damon?"

"You know him?"

"I saved his life."

Katerina looked kinda suprised at that- an Originals fiancee would never do that in her eyes no doubt.

-ArBaN-

The next day was interesting indeed.

For one thing, Katerina wasn't so bad. In fact, she was rather nice.

Then she told me her story, and I felt a flash of anger at Klaus- this was all his fault.

I in return told her mine, and she was just skeptic. But she eventually accepted it.

Klauses face if he knew I was friends with the girl he seeked.

"Arianne?"

I looked up from the dresser to see Katerina in the doorway, she was smiling, then she ran forwards and grabbed my arm, pulling me to the window and giggled. "They are rather... ah, nice don't you think?"

I nodded, my eyes on Damon as he pushed his brother into a bush. There was something about the man that I liked. An energy that reminded me of when I had first met Klaus.

"Would you like to meet them?" Katherine now asked with a grin, and I nodded. "Yes, I would like to."

She took my arm now and led me down the stairs and outside where the pair stopped playing and came over. I saw Damon frown at me for a moment, as if he was trying to remember something, but then he shook it away and came over with the other guy I imagined was his brother.

"Who is this Miss Katherine?" Damon asked, smiling at me. Katherine laughed. "This is my friend Arianne de Lune. She is visiting from France."

Damon took my hand now and placed his lips upon it for a second. "Lovely to meet you, Arianne." he smiled."This is Stefan and Damon Salvatore."

I curtsied a little. "Enchantee to meet you both." I smiled, and Damons lasted a bit too long. Then he snapped to his senses and said. "What brings you to Mystic Falls, Miss Arianne?"

Now I chuckled. "Passing through on my travels, then found dear Katherine here. I hope I am not being a burden to you both?"

Stefan couldn't get a word in edgeways.

"That-"

"Is fine Arianne. You may stay however long you wish."

I nodded with a smile, then turned away with Katherine.

It had been shy of a hundred years since I had met someone that... intrigued me so.

-ArBaN-

I didn't approve of what Katherine was doing to these brothers, making them drink her blood and playing with their affections. It seemed so very wrong.

"I think Damon is showing a great deal of interest in you Arianne." Katherine chuckled, picking out a new dress from the shop.

"Oh." was all I could say. Damon did interest me, but my heart was still with two other vampires. "And I adore your earrings." Katherine complimented me and I chuckled. "They were a gift from Elijah."

"Oh..."

"Relax, I am not going to bite your hand off."

She laughed now and picked out a dress of the same color of my eyes and gave it to me. "This would be perfect for you at the Founders Dance."

"Founders-?"

"Yes. You should make Damon take you..." she smirked a little. "I don't think you need to."

The bell over the door tinkled and I knew who it was straight away. I turned, smiling. "Damon what a pleasure this is."

He smiled now, then looked at my dress. "That will look very beautiful on you." he said and I giggled a little. "You are too kind." then Damon asked. "Would you be so kind as to wear it to the Founders Dance with me?"

"Oh? Ok then." I smiled and he took my hand once more, kissing it before he left.

"Someone is besotted- he did not even notice me!" Katherine laughed and I felt an uneasy feeling in my chest- I couldn't let myself fall in love once more. I couldn't...

-ArBaN-

The next day when the dance arrived, Katherines maid, Emily, was doing my hair. She was a witch, I discovered. I had met so very many of them when I was with Klaus- he always did like using them for one thing or another.

I waited besides Katherine at the dance where Damon and Stefan finally arrived. I took Damons arm and he led me into the place.

It was very similar to a place in England that me and Klaus had gone to a dance.

"You look beautiful, Cherie." He smiled now, making me chuckle as he moved us around the dancefloor.

"But you always say that. Has hundreds of years of living finally getting to you?"

"It must be if I can stand your cheeky mouth." Klaus laughed back, and I tittered. "Your own mouth will get you into immense trouble one day, I am sure of it."

He stopped us now and took my face in his hands. "Until that day, Cherie." then kissed me.

I was bought back to reality by Damon asking me if I was ok- I seemed to have lost my train of thought for a moment.

"I am sorry, my head seemed to be in the clouds for a moment." I apologized and he chuckled, leading me onto the dancefloor. "Can you dance?" I asked him teasingly now, and he raised an eyebrow, twirling me around. "I most certainly can, Cherie."

"What did you just say-?"

"Cherie? I did say it right didn't- what's wrong?" his eyes were wide as I backed off, tears springing to my own- it had been too long since anyone called me that.

"Arianne-" Damon said in concern, stepping forwards, but I shook my head and turned away, but he caught my hand and asked. "Where are you going?"

"But-?"

"I'm sorry." I lent forwards and kissed his cheek for a moment, then shook my head. "I hope we meet again someday."

"Arianne... where will you go-?"

"Back to what I should be doing. Looking for him."

"Good... luck then. I hope you find what you are looking for."

I sighed now, then lent forwards again and kissed him properly for a second, then I was gone. I saw Katherine watching me leave, tears in my eyes. She raised a hand and waved a little, then I left the estate. Left the town and the state.

Love was too painful to lay down new roots...