A/N - HAPPY NEW YEAR everybody! I hope you all have a great 2015. It's been killing me that TVD doesn't come back on for another two weeks, but it has been nice to be able to write about all my fav characters, so that helps.

I wrote this chapter a while ago and it has really helped me get a good grip on what Katherine and Elena's motives in life are and understand better why they both hate each other so much. It's been really fun to create this new dynamic between the two of them as sisters and I think this chapter really captures their entire relationship well. Also, I thing that was just the most fun for me to write, so that helped.

To all you delena fans, don't you worry. Not long now.

Anyway, I hope you all enjoy this new chapter, and feel free to leave a review. I love hearing what you have to say.

March 7th 1921:

Elena sat up in her chair as the door to her cell swung open, letting in some of the only light she ever got in that dark room. "It's never going to work, Lexi," she taunted. "You've been trying to get me to get me to turn my emotions back on for over a year now. When are you going to realize that it is going to take a lot more than physical torture?"

Lexi crossed her arms and leaned against the door frame. "You're right. You really don't want to crack. You're obviously not going to let love back in first, and your hate for me is still not strong enough yet to get you turn your emotions back on." She pushed off the door frame and walked over to Elena, crouching down to look at Elena's face. "So, I have to figure out who you do hate enough."

Elena tried to pull away, but it didn't work. The chains holding her to the chair were to strong. Lexi grabbed Elena's hands and closed her eyes, concentrating on finding the perfect memory.

Both girls were whisked away into Elena's mind, into her memories. Elena knew the exact date as soon as she saw the scene. It was July tenth, 1878, fourteen years after she had turned. She had settled in a small town and had begun to build a life for herself. The people were nice and by that point, she had been there for quite a few years. She had made friends, and enemies, and she had just started to think of the town as home.

She sat on the back porch of the house that a nice couple had offered for her to stay at for as long as she needed. Beside her sat a boy. He was around seventeen years old. They sat side by side, silent, their legs swing back and forth from in front of them to under the porch and back out again. The sun set as the two teenagers, at least in appearance, sat next to each other, taking in the beautiful sight. Neither one of them said anything, not wanting to ruin the moment.

The boy slowly reached out and put his hand on top of Elena's , where it was resting on the porch. She looked down at their hands and then turned her hand over and took his, intertwining their fingers. He looked up, slightly startled that she had actually taken his hand and she couldn't help but smile. His face was perfectly outlined in the light of the setting sun, giving him a heavenly glow. She studied the lines in his face and the way that his curly hair just never wanted to stay behind his ears. He stared back at her so she began to studied his eyes. They were a beautiful shade of green on a normal day, but in the light of the sunset they looked like a glowing gold.

She leaned forward toward him as he copied the action until they so close that she could see every faint freckle on his face. At the same time, they closed the distance between them. She could feel his lips on hers, soft and gentle. It was everything she had hoped for and more.

Elena had never told anyone about this memory. It was sacred. It was magical. It had been her first kiss. When she had been human, she had been quieter and she kept to herself. Sure, there had been boys who had come calling, but she never loved them. When she turned, she spent the first few years of her eternity running, afraid to settle down or make any attachments because of Klaus. But in that little town in Southeastern Pennsylvania, she had had let herself grow attached. She knew it was probably a bad idea, but after years of running she was tired, so she stayed.

However, when you stay, you begin to care for the people you meet, the ones who have taken you under their wings, even if they didn't know that you are actually older than them. That's what happened. Elena got to know the town and the people and soon she had fallen in love with a boy who would kiss her at sunset on the back porch of the home where she had been living.

It was a beautiful moment, but as such moments always do, it came to an end. They pulled apart, still staring into the other's eyes.

"That was . . ." Elena had struggled for the right words.

"Stupid." came the reply from the brunette standing at the side of the house.

The two teenagers on the porch turned toward the speaker, and the moment Elena saw her, she sat up straighter, suddenly on guard. "Katherine. What are you doing here?"

Katherine stepped toward the two of them. "I came to warn you, Elena."

Elena glared at her twin. "Why would you warn me about anything? I can take care of myself. You made sure of that." Elena put as much hate in between the lines of her words as she could.

"What's going on here Elena?" The boy asked. "How come you never told me you have a twin?"

Elena glanced at him and then back at her sister, standing up to put herself between the two. No matter what happened, she didn't want him to get hurt.

"Elena," Katherine tried to explain. "I heard a rumor that he has learned your whereabouts. You are no longer safe here. You need to leave."

Elena shook her head. "I'm tired of running, Katherine. I'm not leaving." Elena knew that her sister would never understand, but she tried to explain herself anyway. "If he comes, he can take me. But if I run, he'll kill everyone I care about."

Katherine scoffed. "Are you really going to give up your life for a bunch of humans?"

Elena glanced down at the boy again, hating the confused and betrayed look on his face, but enchanted by the fact that he still looked beautiful, even when he had no idea what was happening.

Katherine squinted, noticing the exchange between her sister and the boy. "No." She said. "You don't really think you are in love with this boy!" Elena didn't need to answer, her look of determination gave away her answer. Katherine rolled her eyes. "So that is why you won't leave."

Elena advanced toward her sister. "Katherine, you need to leave now." She gritted her teeth, and added another line, trying to keep up appearances, "Thank you for the warning."

Katherine shook her head. "I can't let you get yourself killed. If it's this boy that is keeping you here, then I'll do you a favor."

Before Elena had any time to react, Katherine had speed over to the boy and snapped his neck. His body fell to the side, laying on the porch as if he was sleeping.

Elena felt her heart break and hatred rushed into. She was back in her cell with Lexi, but she barely even noticed. All she cared about was Katherine. Her sister. The sister who had tricked her into turning. The sister who had abandoned her to fend for herself for years, running from Klaus. The sister who had killed her first love, the first boy she had ever kissed. The sister who killed people for pleasure. The sister whose love for a man was greater than her love for her own sister which resulted in her own capture and Elena turning off her emotions. Elena Pierce hated Katherine Pierce with her whole being.