Third Person's Point of View
"They're looking for Isabella!" Anna cried.
"Isabella? I thought it was a guy?" Katherine turned to look at Damon, confused.
"Who's Isabella?" Damon called, looking in the completely wrong direction from where Anna sat on the picnic table.
"She's an original, and Klaus' worst enemy. You'll have to wake her from her tomb."
"What's she saying?" Damon smacked the back of Jeremy's head.
"She's one of the originals, and she has it in for Klaus." Jeremy glared.
"Perfect." Damon's face broke out in a smile when Katherine piped up, "What about the other one?"
"Michael is nothing compared to Isabella, he only cares about getting revenge on all the vampires, not just Klaus." Anna continued as Jeremy relayed her message.
"What do you mean wake her?" Jeremy murmured with concern.
"It's time to go find the keys." Damon and Katherine wandered away talking, leaving the two alone.
"Isabella is an extremely powerful vampire, an original. She was basically the leader over all vampires; until Klaus had a group of his witches lock her in a tomb to rot for eternity." Anna's expression was grave.
"But if she's so powerful how was he able to get her in a tomb?" he asked.
"They used her one weakness against her." She looked away, ghosting her fingertips over the table.
"And what's her weakness?"
"Edward."
Katherine stood in the doorway of the tomb, the annoying Gilbert beside her.
Before them were two massive concrete coffins, each of them sealed and latched.
"Which one is her?" Katherine rolled her eyes, resisting the urge to knock Jeremy clean out.
"Process of elimination my dear one." She sneered, strolling forward to stand between the two coffins.
"Left or right?" she said aloud, mostly to herself.
"Left." Jeremy blurted.
With minimal effort she broke the lock on the coffin to her right, shoving the concrete slab clean off and onto the ground.
She glanced at Jeremy, who had begun wandering closer, and peered inside.
Isabella lay unnaturally still, her body wrapped from her chest to her ankles in chains.
"Doesn't look like much." Katherine muttered, turning to the duffle bag she'd left at the door.
"What are you doing?" Jeremy looked back at her, uncertain how he felt being alone with the older vampire for even a moment.
From the bag she produced a water bottle of dark red blood.
"Got to wake her somehow."
Sauntering back to the coffin she unscrewed the cap and leaned down, pulling Isabella's head up slightly.
"Isabella…" she sang, lightly waving the open bottle beneath her nose.
With a start Isabella's eyes snapped open, revealing a piercing shade of gold.
"Holy-" Jeremy exclaimed, stumbling away from the coffin.
"There we go." Katherine purred, tilting the bottle so a trickle of blood rubbed onto her lips.
Isabella's body jerked, rattling the chains as she gulped it down desperately.
Jeremy crept closer, watching with curious fascination as she came alive again.
Her skin began to change from a sickly gray to a sun kissed shade of peach, her sunken cheeks filling in with a healthy glow.
Gasping Isabella pulled away from the drained bottle, her chest heaving.
Katherine watched her carefully, waiting for her to spontaneously break free of her chains.
Instead she lay still again, her breathing evening out before she opened her eyes again.
"Tatia?" she asked, her golden eyes blinking in confusion.
"Nope. Katherine."
She watched the disappointment flicker through her gaze for a moment before she frowned.
"Oh. The doppelganger." She spoke with a faint British accent.
Katherine sighed but nodded, "Yes. And you are Isabella."
"Indeed I am. Now, might we continue this lovely chat after I've been… released?"
Leaning back Katherine grasped the chains at the top of her chest, snapping them down to her ankles.
"Better?"
"Much." Isabella winced as she sat up, holding a hand to her stomach.
Katherine observed her clothing, a long gown – not unlike the style of dress she wore back when she was human – in a dark blue with a square collar.
Her curtain of straight dark hair fell over her shoulders as she bowed her head, hands braced on either side of the rigid cement coffin.
Unable to watch her struggle Jeremy stepped forward, offering her his hand.
"Let me help." Isabella smiled, placing her hand in his.
"I could easily drain you dry to regain my strength, yet you offer me your help? Either you are very foolish or very chivalrous."
He nodded tersely, holding her elbow as she stepped over the edge.
Her legs wobbled for a moment and she looked back at Katherine.
"Any more of that blood perhaps?"
Without answering she retrieved the large duffel bag, opening it to reveal several more bottles and blood bags.
"Take your pick."
After several more moments of blood guzzling, Isabella stopped, finally sated.
"Thank you Katerina. I am extremely grateful."
"You're welcome." She murmured.
Jeremy watched the exchange with amusement, quiet and polite Katherine was a Katherine he hadn't seen before.
"Now, may I ask why you awoke me?" she leaned back on the rim of her coffin.
"Klaus."
The change in her at that name was evident, as her expression darkened rather quickly.
"Is he ready to die yet? Because I'm ready to kill him."
"Excellent." Katherine grinned, flashing her teeth.
"Well, wait, how exactly do you plan on killing him? Klaus has a dozen or more hybrids wandering Mystic Falls who'll kill everyone if you get Klaus!" Jeremy exclaimed.
"So I take it he has finally broken the curse?" she assumed, flicking a bit of dirt from under her fingernails.
"Yes. And he killed my sister to do it." Jeremy murmured, looking at her from under his hooded gaze.
"Yeah well, she's alive now so stop pouting." Katherine sneered.
"Well my aunt is still dead, and so is Jules and all of the others he killed to get to Elena." He snapped, for once pushing aside his fear of her and saying what he really felt.
"Don't push me Jeremy. I can only stand you for so long." She stepped forward, wrapping her hand around his throat.
"Katerina." Their gazes snapped to Isabella, who stood with her arms folded by the occupied coffin.
"That's enough. Let the poor boy go."
With a huff she dropped him and he rubbed his throat, glancing at her gratefully.
"Now that I'm here, Klaus will no longer be able to inflict any harm unto your family.