AN: This one is more about the Salvatore brothers and their relationships with Katherine. Because Pearl doesn't give a hoot about Elena. Or the brothers, really. But Katherine was her best friend way back when. And seeing a Katherine look-a-like doing what she did, has to bring up some memories…
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The Beginning
Hmm. Interesting. It would appear that history does have a way of repeating. Going to a dance with Stefan and leaving with Damon, now why does that sound familiar? Oh, well. This girl isn't Katherine. I have no interest in her affairs. And the Salvatore brothers are only a mild curiosity.
Though, the girl is related to the Gilbert boy that Annabel has become so infatuated with. Perhaps she requires closer observation. Only in so far as her relation with the boy, Anna, and her knowledge of my kind of course. She knows about us. I know that much. Has she told the brother? Does he know that the thing dancing with his sister could snap her in half like a twig before anyone saw him move? That the creature looking into her eyes like there is nothing else in the entire world could cut her open and feast on her life's blood, drain her dry in less than a minute? Does he know that if Stefan could see the way Damon is looking at "his" girl, the fallout from their fight would echo through the centuries the way their battle for Katherine has?
Stefan, the sweet and naïve gentleman. The blatant romantic and overbearing protector. Damon, the fun and risqué soldier. The devoted lover and understanding possessor.
Who could really blame Katherine for toying with both? Who could fault this girl for falling into the same error? Angel-Stefan and Devil-Damon vying for her attention, her affection, her love. How could anyone resist the charms of either brother? And who could fault their hatred? For each had what the other desired.
Stefan won Katherine's love effortlessly with his soft smiles and innocent kisses. Damon won Katherine's love simply with his eagerness to be molded into her creature and the honesty of his devotion. Stefan wished to love as Damon did: purely, with complete acceptance of his lover's many faults. Damon wished to be freed the way Stefan was: compelled into a love he no longer felt because it was never real.
And it's happening again. It's so obvious just from the way Damon dances with her. He's fallen again. A century and a half later, and he's finally over his lost love. But this one is just as doomed. If I wanted to, I'd probably feel something akin to sympathy for his plight. I almost kind of like Damon. In a few centuries, if Stefan doesn't kill him over this mortal, he'll be a vampire of legend. A master of our ways.
Stefan is going to die. Either Damon will kill him or he'll kill himself. But having found what Damon had with Katherine: a true, honest love. And having lost it, the boy will burn. He was never meant to be part of the eternal dark. Katherine should never have Turned him. He is too weak. Too humane. Within the next century his ashes will dust the earth.
And the girl, this Elena Gilbert, she's just as lost. One of the brothers will Turn her, sparking the aforementioned fight. Or they won't, for whatever reason, and she'll die with Stefan surely following quickly after.
That is the destiny for all who fall for the sons of heaven and hell. Katherine was smart, she got out. She escaped the inevitable chaos of their triangle. She simply left them. But, as I said, this girl is not Katherine. She will stay. She will choose. And the brothers will tear apart the world in their anger and hurt and betrayal.
And the immortals will watch in awe as destruction rains downs around the three and their doomed love. And I will watch and remember this day, this dance, as the moment it all began.