I do not own the Vampire Diaries and I am NOT L.J. Smith.

Chapter 1: The First Attack.

I.P.O.V.

Night. My favorite time of the day. This might not be much of a shocker but I've decided to return to my birth home in Mystic Falls. Why am I returning? Well you might learn eventually or you might not. I will stay with Stefan at the Salvatore Boarding House. That's where I'm headed for right now with my belongings at hand. Yes I'm walking but it's not like I'm afraid that I'll be kidnapped or something. Suddenly I thought that I heard a voice much like Damon's.

At that moment I saw a car going down the road that hit a human like figure. The couple in the car looked at each other then the man walked out to see if the thing he hit was dead. When he bent over the figure bit the driver. At that moment I realized it was Damon. The woman got out to check on her husband and died quickly the same way. Then Damon turned and ran to attack me but I pushed him off and away.

Damon stared at me for a moment and saw my eyes his sister's eyes that he hadn't seen for a century. "Isabel?" He asked, "Long time no see."

"Yes brother," I said. "Not nearly long enough."

"You shouldn't be out here all alone at night," he said. "It's dangerous. You saw what happened to that couple."

"Yes that was you and unlike them I can defend myself." I told Damon.

"Sister, you think that you can defend yourself from me after I have feasted?"

"Yes I actually do think that I can, no I know I can."

At that moment I sensed another familiar presence my twin, Stefan. Damon had already run off what was he afraid of, that Stefan and I would give him vervain again and lock him in the cellar. We, well Stefan might but I won't cause Stefan would do the same to me for my new strictly human diet. "Isabel," he asked. "What are you doing back in Mystic Falls?"

"I decided to revisit my birth home." I told him.

"Liar." Stefan said.

"I hope that you don't mind but I will be staying at the Salvatore Boarding House with you and attending the same school and grade as you."

"Ok not that what I say actually matters."

"Well I am a Salvatore and your sister. So, the house is as much mine as yours."

Then he turned to the two dead people in the road and asked, "Did you-"

"No," I cut him off in the middle of his sentence. "I didn't do anything to them. I swear on my life and Robert's grave."

When I said the last part he knew that I was telling the truth. I would never lie when swearing on my love's grave. All of us knew we were not lying if we mentioned any of our lost loves, us Salvatores did not joke about that.

"Then who did it?" Stefan asked pulling me out of my thoughts.

. "Maybe an animal or some crazy person." I lied, a skill that I had become extremely good at over the years.