Caroline Forbes is a hundred year old vampire. Klaus Mikaelson never came to Mystic Falls, nor has she ever heard of him, which means Finn and Kol are still alive. She only meets Klaus accidentally. Cue the magic.

Caroline threw her head back, her blonde hair falling back on her shoulders, and she looked around. No bulls were chasing her. Of course they couldn't, because of her vamp speed, but somebody must've seen that.

Is it really her fault though? Someone should've label the stupid thing 'bull's ring' and not hidden it under a damn tarp.

She stood up quickly and pulled her jacket down, storming off to find her hotel room. Who knows how long she'll have to hide out this time.

It's been ninety years since she's become a vampire. She was celebrating the anniversary, and no one wanted to tag along. They had to deal with the next 'Stefan Salvatore' problem. Yeah, problem with his hair. Elena and Damon were long dead now; Stefan was keeping an eye on their children and grandchildren now. Bright side though, Enzo turned Bonnie. At least Bonnie could've come with.

She went through a small intersection that would definitely be frequented by the locals, if not very learned tourists. A man knocked into her shoulder and she spun around to yell at him. But what she didn't expect was a group of laughing boys who would probably drunkenly yell back. The man who'd knocked into her met her eyes with a carefree grin.

"Watch where you're going, alcoholic." Caroline scolded.

"I am not an alcoholic, I am a drunk. There is a vast difference." He replied, slurring his words, the younger man beside him that was leaning on him and helping him do the same laughed way too hard at the reply.

"Whatever." She said and turned around.

The drunken brunette eyed her as she walked away from him and his brother leaned in to whisper something in his ear.

"She certainly looks good walking away from you." The man said. His brother looked at him with a scowl only a sibling could pull off and they turned around to go run with the bulls. Those bulls were in for a surprise.


Caroline sat on her bed in the Spanish hotel room, wondering if she should send Bonnie a postcard. Of course Bonnie would reply, but she'd also ask for help in the latest Stefan crisis and Caroline had had enough for a while. That guy sure knew how to get in trouble, even if it wasn't Damon's fault to begin with.

Then she decided she needed a drink to stop thinking about Stefan and what she was irresponsibly leaving behind in Mystic Falls. But how to get out there without attracting attention?

Compulsion and bribery. Those were always the best.

She swung her legs off of her bed and got downstairs, seeing a riot outside her hotel. She went to the man behind the counter.

"What's going on?" She asked

"It's the men who ran with the bulls yesterday madam, they were going too fast, it wasn't fair." The man explained in his Spanish accent. Caroline's eyebrow went up.

"How fast were they going?" She asked. The man looked away and put his hands up.

"I cannot say..." He began

"Tell the truth." Caroline ordered, her pupils contracting and expanding.

"Faster than any regular human. It was superspeed." he replied. Caroline nodded.

"Forget I did that to you." She replied, and he blinked, smiling at her.

"But the bright side madam, is that you do not have to go out today. They will not come in, and they will not pick a fight unless provoked." He explained. Caroline smiled.

"Thank you, you've been very helpful." She replied.

"Of course, madam." He said and went back to his work.

Caroline left the hotel and sped away before any of the rioters saw her, coming to a stop near a bar. Before going inside she saw the counter and aimed for a seat where she would be able to see if something bad started to happen.

She took a seat at the corner and ordered a whiskey shot, then downed it and asked for another.