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Prologue

All my life, my parents had told me that vampires existed. I never believed them of course, I mean would you believe your parents if they told you that supernatural beings existed? Probably not. I always told myself that my parents were crazy for believing in such things, that was until they died... from an 'animal attack.'

After my parents died, I moved in with my aunt and uncle, and their two kids. They made me feel so much at home... they treated me like I was part of their family, and I started to feel like I belonged. That, however, didn't last; my aunt and uncle, and my cousin, Elena got in a car crash on Wickery bridge. Only Elena survived.

I was heartbroken to say the least, my birth parents died and then my adopted parents; what else could possibly go wrong? That question turned around and slapped me in the face when the Salvatore brothers rolled into town.

Elena started dating Stefan Salvatore, who she eventually found out was a vampire. Both brothers dragged Elena and me into their problems. I want to blame the Salvatore's, but it was Elena. If she had just stayed away from both of them, everything would've been fine. But of course nothing with my family would be fine.

Every time I tried to stay out of Elena's problems, she would always rope me back in, and I would always end up being the one who got hurt. I started to hate Elena for putting me and everyone I cared about in danger. I dropped my friendship with Elena when Klaus killed Jenna. I didn't blame Klaus or his brother for Jenna's death, I blamed Elena. Elena ruined our chance at having a family.

From there on, I stayed out of Elena's vampire drama and I started focusing on school and my hobbies. Jeremy and I were still pretty close, but he would still try and get me to help when Elena's scooby gang had a plan to kill Klaus Mikaelson, to which I would always deny. Klaus seemed to be the only one who could scare Elena into her senses. I would never try and kill Klaus.

I just want to see Elena get hurt for everything that she has done to me. I want to get revenge for Jenna and even for John, even though he was a dick. Elena doesn't deserve a good and happy life. I will do anything in my power to make sure that Elena Gilbert gets hurt.

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Chapter One

I walk into the kitchen to make myself a cup of tea and I role my eyes when I see Elena talking with Damon and Stefan. It's like the Gilbert house is their second home. When they see me, they immediately hush their conversation.

"Hey Sage," Elena says with a sweet tone and friendly smile.

"Elena," I say glaring at her. Just because I live with her, doesn't mean I have to tolerate her, and pretend to be friends with her.

Damon and Stefan exchange an uncomfortable look, clearly not liking the amount of tension between Elena and myself.

Elena quickly hides the frown on her on her face and replaces it with a smile. "Sage, I was wondering if you-" The doorbell rings, cutting her off.

Saved by the bell. "I'll get it," I say, ignoring Elena and quickly heading for the front door.

I open the door and see that no one is there. Frowning, I go to turn, and then look down and see a cream colored envelope on the welcome mat. Before I can pick it up, Elena comes up behind me and snatches the envelope from the mat. I follow her back inside and and start to make my way upstairs, ignoring my curiosity for what the envelope is.

I pause halfway up the stairs when I hear Elena. "It's an invitation. 'Please join the Mikaelson family this evening at seven o'clock for dancing, cocktails, and celebration.'"

I smile to myself, I always love to dress up for special occasions.

Having eased my curiosity, I go up to my room and start rifling through my closet. I find the dress I'm looking for; it's the same dress I was supposed to wear to the Miss Mystic Falls pageant last year, which I never attended, mostly because Miranda Gilbert, my aunt had wanted me to go but I just couldn't do it knowing that she wasn't there.

I hear a knock on my door and Elena pops her head in. I quickly put the dress back before she can see it.

Elena walks in and gives me a pleading look. "Sage... can't we please get over this? You've hated me for over a year and it's gotten you no where,"

I let out a long sigh, fully knowing where this is heading. "How can you expect me to get over the fact that Jenna, John, Grayson and Miranda are all dead? How can you really expect me to get over that, Elena?"

"Why do you hate me? I know you're sad that they died, and trust me, I am to, but why are you taking that out on me?" Elena says as her eyes start to tear up.

I turn to her instead of facing my mirror. "You know what Elena? I hate you because those death's are your fault. You killed them. If you hadn't broken up with Matt that night, mom and dad wouldn't have had to pick you up; if you and your boyfriend had just done what Klaus had ordered, then Jenna and John wouldn't be dead right now!" I say, my voice rising.

Elena looks at me with shock written all over her face. She obviously hadn't expected that to the reason why I hated her and I hadn't expected to snap at her like that. I almost feel bad for her, I almost regret snapping at her, but I wanted to make her hurt, and I apparently just did.

"I–I need to clear my head," I say and shove past her.

I walk past the kitchen and not surprisingly, Damon and Stefan are still standing there. I avoid their gaze and quickly walk out the front door.

It's true, I took Miranda and Grayson's deaths harder than Elena and Jeremy. I loved them so much, they were my second parents, and just when I was starting to get comfortable with calling them 'mom and dad,' they died. Just like that.

I hadn't expected to snap at Elena. I didn't want to tell Elena why I hated her. It was the only thing that I felt wrong about doing to her. At the same time, I don't regret what I said, eventually it would've slipped out anyway.

I hadn't realized how far I've walked when I look up and find myself in the cemetery. I sigh and turn to get out when I feel a hand on my shoulder. I jump before looking up and seeing Stefan staring down at me.

"Oh, it's you," I mumble.

"Why did you do that to her?" He asks.

"I thought you don't care about anything, seeing as how your humanity is off," I retort.

He tilts his head to one side, his intense eyes never leaving mine. "I just want to know."

I shake my head. "I didn't mean it... as much as I hate Elena, I didn't want to tell her that. It just... came out.

He nods in understanding. "I know how that feels."

I look at him in question, but he doesn't continue, probably trying not to let himself feel anything.

"You know," I begin. "I think I like you better with your humanity off; you're easier to talk to."

He chuckles. "I think your the only person who has ever said that, except Klaus, of course. Everyone always likes the compassionate me, the me who would do anything to save my friends."

We start to walk around aimlessly. "Eh, compassion is overrated, and besides, we already have perfect Elena, who would do anything for her friends." I say in irritation.

He chuckles again. "Well, I've definitely underestimated your hatred for Elena."

"Yeah, people underestimate me a lot." I say while playing with my hair. "Hey, would you mind taking me to the Mikaelson ball tonight? It would be kind of lame to arrive alone."

"You're going?" He asks, surprised.

"What better way to irritate Elena, then to bond with the Original family? And besides, we won't actually be going together." I say.

I've never been to a ball held by anyone other than Carol Lockwood, and I want to see what it's like. I'm also curious to meet the only people who can stop Elena from doing something stupid. I met Klaus when he threatened to kill me, and I've met Elijah, but both were very brief introductions.

He furrows his brows. "I wasn't aware you knew who the Original family is."

I shrug. "Just because I'm silent, that doesn't mean I'm not listening."

Of course I know what's going on. Elena and her scooby gang aren't very discreet about their vampire business. Plus I make sure that I always know what's happening... it's my town after all.

"Fine, I'll take you to the ball, but you have to make sure not to go near any of the Mikaelson's."

I wrinkle my nose at him. "Careful Stefan, I'm starting to smell humanity."

He roles his hazel eyes. "Be ready by seven."

I fake a salute and he just shakes as he starts walking in the opposite direction as me. A chilly breeze ruffles my hair and I decide to head back to the house to get ready. Tonight's going to be a long night.