AN: This is my story TWISTED rewritten.

Disclaimer: I do NOT own any of the original Vampire Diaries characters. I do own any other characters mentioned such as Sarah and Antonio.

Chapter 1: Reunited

Damon promenaded away from the cheerful scene, the blissful shouts and frivolous laughter following him derisively. Damon grimaced.

You've won brother.

Damon hadn't prevailed with Elena. He wasn't in the least bit pleased about it either. Why did Stefan have to get in the way?

I don't hate him any longer, but…

Damon stopped. He could sense eyes upon him, studying him keenly. He twisted around, and watched the brooding, obscured shrubbery and broad trees that loomed around him with wary eyes, looking for the slightest indication of movement.

Where are you?

From behind him there was an acquiescent, glossy laugh, and Damon wheeled around yet again to find…no one. A husky voice, pitched low to mask its possessor, vibrated piercingly and stridently through his mind, making his head ring agonizingly. The voice was vaguely recognizable but…he couldn't place it.

Where are you going?
What are you looking for?
Over here!
This way.

Damon was furious.

"Who are you?" He snarled. A quiet, yet amazingly clear, harmonious chuckle came from over head and a petite form leaped down from the trees, and landed in a crouch in front of him, her long, raven black hair covering her face. Slowly, she lifted her head, her hair falling away from her oval shaped head. Her dark, moss green eyes glinted with mischief. Damon's eyes gradually began to enlarge in shock. The girl in front of him smirked.

"Lo' big brother! Did ya miss me?"

"Sarah?" Damon managed to choke out.

This is impossible!

Damon thought. She should have been dead…at least five hundred years ago! Damon stared at the girl, trying to induce to himself that this wasn't his younger sister. It was a cause doomed to failure. The semblance was too outstanding not to be Sarah. Her hair was the same impossible black as Stefan's and his own, only with those bizarre golden highlights. They never had figured out where those streaks of gold had come from. Her eyes were even greener than Stefan's, and almond wide, with long, thick black lashes. And she had the same killer cheekbones that Damon had and…she still didn't look a day over fifteen. But how could she have…?

"Stayed alive as long as you have?" She ended the sentence that had been forming in his mind. He looked up, startled. "Don't look so stunned Damon. You're not the only one who was changed into a bloody vampire. The difference is that I wasn't changed by your allegedly, lovable and guiltless Katharine. Come on. I've got to go talk to Stefan." Wordlessly, Damon followed her back to the spot he had left the others. They were all cavorting about, ecstatically. Stefan and Elena both looked up at as the two approached them, and Stefan's eyes widened with astonishment.

"Sa, Sarah!" He stammered. Matt, Bonnie, Meredith, and Caroline were looking at each other, bemused. They couldn't see Damon or Sarah.

"Um, Stefan, what . . ." Matt began, then Sarah walked into his view, Damon just behind her, and Matt stilled. The semblance between the three dark haired vampires was slowly taken in. Sarah put her hands on her hips, and grinned. She was quite a spectacle in her full-bodied, black leather body suit. An arrogant gleam in her eyes, she said in a cocky English drawl,

"Well it's not exactly the affectionate welcome I anticipated, considering I've been trying to find you two for five hundred bloody years!"

"When…why…how are you still . . ." Stefan began.

"Alive?" Sarah raised one eyebrow at Stefan. "The same way you are big brother. There are a lot of blood sucking ticks in this world, and I got just happened to get bitten by one of 'em." She said, dramatically throwing her arms in the air, and turning in circles. When she stopped spinning, she looked at both her brothers, thinking,

Hey, what they don't know can't hurt them.

"Don't I even get a hug from my two big brothers?" She cried accusingly, her eyes growing larger. Stefan was the first to awkwardly step forward and opened his arms. Sarah snickered and walked into them, hugging her brother tightly. Stefan grunted, and hugged back. Damon grinned at his brother's discomfort. Alas Sarah heard him. "Don't think you're getting out of it that easily!" And she wrapped her arms around Damon, and hugged him until he too was groaned in pain.

"Alright, alright. Lay off already will you?" She sniggered, and turned to Elena. She studied her closely. "You look so much like Katharine, it's hard to believe you're not 'er twin or somethin'. Bot yer 'air is lighter." Elena stared at Sarah. Elena turned to look a Stefan.

"You never told me you had a younger sister." Stefan was about to speak, but Sarah cut him off.

"They don't like to talk about me. They didn't even like to think I existed when we were still humans, and not vampires." Bonnie looked startled.

"You're a vampire too?" Sarah smiled at her, her canine teeth glittering in the moonlight.

"That I am little lass. That I am. Either that or my aging genes need some major correction." Sarah turned towards her brothers. "I'm sorry I wasn't able to track you down sooner. I could have killed Katharine before she did any harm, but she disappeared so rapidly…and she was using a lot of her power just fending off mine. In the end I did locate her. But she was already dead. So I came here tonight. I saw the spirits take 'im away. The Original. As I said, I could have taken care of both of them for you." Damon let out a snort of laughter.

"How could you possibly do any thing? Your just . . ." There was a smudge of color, and Damon was on the ground, Sarah on top of him, holding a knife at his throat.

"Phoenix blood. Much more useful than human's blood. Sadly, they're dead, but the strength from consumption of it never leaves the takers blood flow. I only have to drink the blood of a human ever month to renew my energy." Damon struggled, but could not shift his weight; his younger sister was too sturdy to budge. "And I would have used my power. But I was, as I said, delayed." She flashed Damon another quick grin, and pulled him to his feet, backing away from him. Everyone stared at her in silence, before Damon stepped forward.

"Who changed you?" He asked.

"Wh…wot?" She asked, suddenly restless.

"I said…who changed you?" Sarah stared at him, soundlessly.