So this chapter is going to be in three parts with three different views. I hope you all enjoy this chapter. Thank you for your time.

Stefan is getting dragged around by Elena and Sin with Mia walking in front of them holding the stranger's hand. Stefan's mind is a mess because he has spent the last day or so getting torture by an unknown person.

This wasn't how I wanted to spend my day… getting dragged around by my girlfriend and her friends, the blonde with a smart mouth and wolf-like attitude, and the tiny genius with too much time on her hands, and the strange new guy with a stick up his ass. What a group… Ugh, after the day I had its no wonder my thoughts are mudded and less polite but than again if anyone had to deal with torture for hours and hours they would be grumpy too. Plus it doesn't help that He is back.

Aw, is my softer, weaker side going to cry? Come on, one bite and I can take over for a little bit and you can rest.

No, shut up…

Hm… That doesn't sound very convincing, try again. By the way, those girls are kind of annoying. So let's eat them and destroy the town! Just imagine all the fun we'll have!

Go away.

Ha-ha! Nope! You're stuck with me for a very long time.

fuck my life.

Don't worry I will, now let's listen to the children.

Stefan was able to get out of his head but had to flinch away from the sudden noise the girls made.

"No, just no!" Sin was yelling at Elena while trying not to scream in Stefan's ear, but sensitive hearing doesn't help at all. "Why are we even doing this?! How did you even talk me into this?"

Mia just did her usually giggle that sounds innocent but an undertone of mischief, "Well, it's wasn't that hard-"

"I was promised a SPA DAY! Does this look like a Spa?! NO!"

"Can we please get off this subject?" Elena sighed, knowing full well Sin is going to give her hell about the Spa Day. She turned to her boyfriend who's a bit out of it, "Stefan, can you hear me? Do you need anything?"

"I'm pretty sure he wants the red stuf- Motherfu-!"

Sin cursed up a storm as she tipped on a broken branch almost dragging the overstimulated vampire and the worry-wart of a girlfriend to said vampire.

It was after date night and there was a huge storm that hit the small town. Stefan went out to hunt during the storm and got captured by an unknown Vampire Hunter, who also happens to be one of the new guys in town. He was torture for a little more than 30 hours, luckily or rather unluckily, it was the weekend. And he wasn't the only one either…

~I'm feeling like I'm famous, the talk of the town

They say I've gone mad

Yeah, I've gone mad

But they don't know what I know

'Cause when the sun goes down, someone's talking back

Yeah, they're talking back, oh

At night when the stars light up my room

I sit by myself

Talking to the moon~

"Chieri, can you please turn off the music? I've heard this damn song a thousand times to the point I can sing it myself."

"Of course." Chieri nodded and turned off the radio. She is a pretty Japanese woman of avenge height at 5'4" but short compared to her tall nephew. She loves to dye her hair all the time, so it's lilac purple with silver highlights. Her natural hair color is black and her eye color is surprisingly green, that comes from her american father.

"Thank you."

On a long tan couch is a tall teen trying to resist the urge to rub his temples from the tension headache that's forming because the police won't leave him the fuck alone. After all, it's normal for your aunt to call the police about a missing person who didn't return from their usual run and shows up all of a sudden the next morning. Usually, the police would have to wait 24 hours before filing a missing person report but since this is Mystic Falls, a lot of people somehow go missing or show up dead within 24 hours. They work pretty quickly when someone is in panic, like a hyperventilating mother-hen of an aunt.

"Sorry, I'm late. My call took longer than I thought. Also, this man is a police consultant, who we use from time to time. When he's in town, at least." Sheriff Forbes explained.

"Think you can fill me in and explain once more?" The man asked as he took out his notebook to write in. "So, I can get my head together."

The teen rubbed his forehead and grabbed his tea from the coffee table to take a sip and shook his head to get his thoughts in order, "…Fine. About two days ago… January 16 to be exact, there was a huge storm coming in. Everyday I run, it doesn't matter what the weather is, I always run. For some odd reason, I feel better when it's raining… It has a calming effect on me. Anyways, I thought I could do my run and make it back to my car before it got really bad."

"Where were you running at?" The man asked.

"In the woods. I found one of the trails when I first got here."

"And when was that?"

"When I moved here? Mid-August." The man nodded and told the teen to continue, "The trail was perfect for running, about six miles in total. Three miles down and back."

"What happened next?"

The teen paused for a second to drink his tea again, "I was near my half way point to turn around, if I kept running it would have led to the Salvatore House. Stefan would run the trail with me from time to time, so I didn't think much of it when I saw a figure in front of me. I think I stepped on a branch because the guy turned around quickly. I couldn't see their faces but like I said I was near the house and Stefan liked to run as well. I thought it was him. I waved at him and turned around to finish my run… That was a mistake because next thing I knew, something heavy hit me in the back of the head and I was unconscious."

"Do you think you can give us an estimate for how long you were out?" Sheriff Forbes asked.

The teen gave a quick harsh laugh, "Roughly… I would have to say a few hours but for the total, maybe the whole day. I ran in the morning and when I got home it was near midnight, maybe early in the next morning."

"And once you woke up?" The man got them back on track.

"Right. The sound of thunder and grunts woke me. I couldn't move my body, it took a few embarrassing minutes to realize I was tied down in a chair but I was able to move my head without difficulty."

"What did you see?" The police were very interested in the kidnapping but nothing spelled supernatural so this case might be close at the end of the day, minus a teen getting PTSD from the whole experience.

"Not much. The room itself was pretty dark, there was one window but that didn't help at all because all I saw was dark clouds and heavy rain. Behind me was a single light but it was terribly dim. The flash of lighting did help a little but it was only for a second I saw someone's back but not their face. I could tell they're around my age and hanging from the ceiling by their hands. There was something else, probably the person who kidnapped me but poor lighting. And no I didn't catch what they were saying, maybe a word here and there but not enough to really know what they wanted from teenagers."

"What word?"

The kid shrugged, "I don't know. Summer or traveler, I think."

The man's eyebrow went up for a second before writing a note down, "...Ok, what did they do to you?"

"Not as much as the other guy, that's for sure." He pointed to areas that have wounds or some type of marks. The police deputy already took pictures and had a very uncomfortable talk about how he's not into that type of sexual experiences. "I mostly got backhanded to the face, rope burns on my wrist, and a migraine that's possibly a concussion. Oh! And they also cut my hair. Bastard. Before anything else really did happen to me there was a commotion above us, which led me to believe we were in a basement. The kidnapper left and I was able to see more with the sudden light that came through, there were tools or weapons on the wall and a symbol… Ah anyways, there were noises, like a screaming match, then silence. That was the worst part, not knowing what will come next."

"So…?" The Sheriff cleared her throat as a warning to the man and he shrugged as if that would make a good enough apology but one could tell she was fighting the urge to either roll her eyes or strangle the man next to her. The teen can finally see where Caroline gets it, turns out she has a lot in common with her mother then she realizes.

The taste of copper hits the teens tongue as he bit his lip hard from showing any emotion, like amusement. He continued like nothing happened in those ten seconds, "I heard steps from behind me and a voice that was gentle and careful to be the kidnapper, this voice was new. I must have black out because I was outside a second later with a little girl holding my hand."

"Little girl?" The man's eyes narrowed as if something makes sense but it shouldn't.

The teen nodded, pretending not to read too much into the man's expressions, "Yeah, somewhere between four and five feet I think, brown hair, bright eyes, soft voice."

"Was there anyone else with you?"

"I think so, I heard some yelling behind me but I couldn't understand what they were saying because of my head injury. I think it was more females but I'm not sure."

"That's ok." Sheriff Forbes stopped the man from asking any more questions because he was up to speed but she had one last question, "What can you tell me about the symbol?"

"Um, can I have a pen and paper?" His aunt gave him the minerals and he started drawing the symbol. "It was a square with a circle, inside the circle was a dove and raven but the raven was upside down. Here you go. I'm sorry I couldn't remember more."

"That's alright son. If you do remember, here's my card and office number. I'm sorry, what's your name again? I'm bad with names."

"Kuraim. Kuraim Young." Kuraim has an aristocratic face with shiny black hair from a fresh haircut and in the right light, his dark blue eyes somehow look almost violet. The teen is tall at six feet but he has a presence that makes him seem even taller and intimidating.

The police and founding council have met only two others who have the same intimidating presence and when they become adults they'll be a force of nature to reckon with. Also the new family that has been moving are the same as the three teens… Looks like the council will have to have a meeting about the newcomers and the teenagers of the Founding Families.

"Well Mr. Young, you have a good recovery and thank you for your time." Sheriff Forbes said to Kuraim as she shakes his hand without the usual hardness to it because Kuraim is still injured.

"No problem, Sheriff Forbes and Mr…"

"Gilbert. John Gilbert."

Kuraim finally has a face the to name Sin and Jenna likes the drag on the ground.

"Mr. Gilbert." Kuraim nods to the man as he moves to shake his hand as well and gets a good look at his ring which strangely looks a lot like a certain history teacher's ring.

"Get better, kid." John gave him a tight smile and left quickly with the Sheriff behind him.

My mission has been and always will be destroying the monsters of the night. Telling lies to the police or even the so-called Town Council is nothing. I got what I needed but there lies a problem. Turns out the group I've been watching are under the protection of the Royals. The Royals are the first generation of vampires. Ancient, intelligent, beautiful, and very hard to kill. There is a reason they and whoever is over their protection are off limits. Plus, they keep the underworld under control. There are rules the occult and bloodsuckers must follow and we have guidelines to keep the peace, so no one can learn the truth right off the bat. Ugh, the headache from stupid, panic ass humans can cause. But some monsters have gotten careless or don't know the rules. I need to find out who is under that protection, so far the obvious one is the Bennett witches but I need more information. After months of being in this godforsaken town trying to find the fuckin' bloodsucker, feral wolves, expression witches or a goddamn tomb that was suppose to be filled with something was burned to the ground. The blood Royals just had to show up, their timing is impeccable as usual. A fuckin' pain is the ass. At least, the Salvatore Brothers look like fair game, it's almost time… I can't fuckin' wait.

Jan 25, 2010 Page 1 of 8

Well another day and more proof to go over with what I already know. Let's get started with this lovely monthly review…

January 7: Bachelor Auction with the soon return of Isobel (See page 2 for information)

January 11: New People that make Jenna S. nervous (See page 3 for information)

January 15: Date Night for the Usual Suspects (See page 4 for information)

January 16: The Kidnap of Stefan S. and Kuraim Y. (See page 5 for information)

January 17: John Gilbert's Return (See page 6 for information)

January 21: Tom Avery's Arrival (See page 7 for information)

A lot has definitely happened in this month, just like all the rest since the start of the school year… No, I take that back… Ever since 23 May, 2009; This town has gotten weird but stranger things have happened before. Losing Grayson Gilbert and Miranda Sommers was a huge hit for the Town Counsel because they didn't know Miranda was part of another organization that deals with a fountain of knowledge. Luckily her sister, Jenna Sommers, has the knowledge but they don't ask the right questions to get the answers they want.

Back to the review…

January 16: The Kidnap of Stefan S. and Kuraim Y. Page 5 of 8

Who: Stefan Salvatore and Kuraim Young.

What: They were kidnapped by an unknown person who committed suicide after being found out by Elena Gilbert, Asena Silvio and Mia Summer. Also, Damon Salvatore and Alaric Saltzman were also found at the scene cleaning up the mess the hunter made.

When: January 16, 2010 - January 17, 2010.

Where: Trail by the Salvatore Boarding House and unknown cabin in the woods.

Why: With the thunderstorm hitting the small town it was a perfect cover to grab someone and ask questions. The kidnapper/hunter was looking for information about Mia Summer.

Kuraim Young is a sixteen year old boy who moved to Mystic Falls back in August from Maryland. Tall for his age at six feet and possibly still growing. Black hair and dark blue eyes and a handsome face with aristocratic traits. He's also very comfortable carrying a lacrosse stick like it's a sword. Parents; unknown. They travel a lot, apparently. He lives with his aunt, Chieri Young, who is an Art Professor at Whitmore College. A bit of a mystery but that should fix itself here shortly. While his history is spotty at best, his character is mostly definitely rough around the edges but he may soften up once he's in the supernatural group of Mystic Falls. We shall see…

Stefan Salvatore is a vampire, and was turned at seventeen years old in the mid 1800s, and was a vegetarian. Not anymore, for he had to drink human blood to heal his wounds that he received from the hunter. Turns out he likes blood from the vein a little too much. It shows he is one of the rare types called Rippers, he also has a special nickname but I have yet to learn what it is, more research is needed. He was turned by Katerina Petrova, who is also called Katherine Pierce. (KP:Info, later time) Stefan has been coached by another vampire called Lexi Branson, who had helped him in the past to deal with his urges but she died by Stefan's brother Damon. (More information about brothers will be on another page.)

The kidnapper is middle-aged with no special identification on his person. The man can easily blend in a crowded area but forgot this is a small town and is very nosy. The man was spotted in different areas where the brothers usually were. The man had been stalking the main group for a month and this was the best opportunity to gather information while they were separated by the storm.

For outside information: The Salvatore Brothers are trying to understand the mystery behind Asena Silvio and what makes her so animalistic. Mia Summer wants to understand the changes her mind and body are going through. Jeremy Gilbert wants to learn more about the Occults, what's true and what's false. Jenna Sommers is balancing her life as a psychology major, a collector, and a parent. Alaric Saltzman wants to put his past behind him but he can't just yet and it's not fair to himself or the woman of his dreams. Elena Gilbert is finding clues about her birth parents but the more she finds the more danger comes to play…

So far interesting information but still not enough. It's a good thing I happen to be one hell of a genius hacker who has too much time on her hands… Au Revoir.