When I wake up, I'm in an underground cellar, tied to a chair. There's a garden of vervain growing in front of where I sit, held captive.

I'm weak from the vervain that's still in my body.

Damon walks into the room with a guy who has sandy blond hair and is holding a stake.

"How was your nap?" Damon asked, sinister.

I look the other way, trying to ignore him.

"We can do this the easy way," Damon suggests. "Or the hard way. It's your choice."

"I didn't realize that the Salvatores were so idiotic," I sneer. "Especially you."

"Excuse me?" he asked, surprised.

"You said it yourself," I say. "In the bar, you said I looked familiar."

"You met her in a bar?" the sandy haired guy asked.

Damon ignored his comment, focusing on only me.

"Who do I look like Damon?" I ask, mockingly. "Why do I look so familiar? I'm sure if you stare at me long enough you'll figure it out. "

Damon stared and studied my face for what seemed like forever, until I saw realization flash into his eyes.

"Damn it," Damon swore.

"What?" the other guy asked.

I started to smile, I knew he had seen Elijah in my face.

"Look into her face Ric," Damon said. "And tell me that you do not see Elijah."

The guy named Ric studied my face for a few seconds, and sighed.

"You're related to Elijah somehow, aren't you?" Ric asked me.

"No duh," I say. "First one to guess right gets the jackpot!"

"Sister?" Damon asks.

"I'm not an Original," I say

"Some sort of descendant of the Original family?" Ric asked.

"You guys suck at guessing games," I say, starting to get annoyed. "I'm his daughter."

"What?" Damon asked. "How is that possible?"

"Believe it or not," I say. "The Originals were once humans too."

They both looked at me, still not understanding.

"Elijah had a child before he turned!" I say, exasperated. "I'm that child!"

They looked at me confused."

"How shall I put this?" I sigh. "Elijah had relations with my mother before he was turned."

"Obviously," Damon said. "But that doesn't explain how you're a vampire."

"Are you really that stupid?!" I ask. "He turned me!"

"Why?" he asks.

"My mother died from illness shortly after I had turned eighteen," I explain. "And I was infected with the same disease and I was dying when Elijah found me."

"Why'd he turn you?" Damon asked.

"Because I felt guilty for leaving my daughter," a voice behind Damon said. Elijah.

"I didn't think Originals felt guilt," Damon said, still looking at me.

"Only towards the ones we love," my father said. He walked around Damon and untied me.

I stand up, sore from sitting for so long, and weak because of the vervain.

"You're lucky I'm weak," I tell Damon. "Otherwise, I'd be kicking your-"

"Aria," Elijah scolds me.

"Sorry, father," I apologize.

Elijah walks out of the cellar, signaling me to follow him. I walk past Damon and Ric without a single glance at either one of them. I was still pissed at them for shooting me with vervain darts and holding me captive.

I follow my father up the stairs into what I assumed to be the living room. There was a girl sitting on the couch with who I assumed was the other Salvatore. She turned her head to look at me and her resemblance to Katerina was uncanny.

Elijah and I walk over to the couch and the girl looks at me questioningly.

"Stefan, Elena," Elijah said. "This is my daughter, Aria."

I look a Elena, the supposed impossible Petrova doppelgänger.

"Oh my God…" I say to her. "You look just like Katerina."

Elena rolled her eyes. I'm sure she got that all the time.

"Sorry," I apologize. "I'm sure you get that a lot."

"You have no idea," she tells me. "It's kind of annoying."

I smile. I was actually starting to like this Petrova.

"If you would excuse us," Elijah says to them. "I need to speak to my daughter privately."

I follow Elijah outside to my car. Did Damon really drive my car back to his house? He was more infuriating than I thought, and was starting to become a pain in the ass. I didn't like it when people drove my car. Especially people who I didn't like.

I look into the window, and see that the keys are still in the ignition. At least he didn't hide the keys from me.

"Where do you want to go?" I ask.

"Nowhere in particular," he says.

"Do you wanna just drive around and talk?" I ask. "Because there are some things I need you to clarify for me."

"Yes," my father answers.

"Okay," I say, getting into the car.

"I cannot believe that you have picked up on this twenty-first century dialogue," he disapproves.

"C'mon it's not that bad…" I trail off, realizing that I talking in twenty-first century slang. "Sorry, father."

I wasn't allowed to say 'dad,' or call him Elijah. He didn't even know that I called him Elijah behind his back. If he did, I knew his reaction wouldn't be very pretty. He was sort of old fashioned.

"Like it or not," I explain to him. "If you use the slang, it makes it easier to fit in. it's not the Viking ages anymore."

I looked over at him as I started the car, and he was shaking his head, looking out of the window.

"What was it that you needed me to clarify for you?" he asks, while I'm backing out of the driveway.

"What do you hope to accomplish by coming to Mystic Falls?" I ask, staring straight ahead, trying to concentrate on the road in front of me.

"I wasn't planning to at first," he admits. "But I got a call saying that someone had found another Petrova doppelgänger, and that if I wanted to hand her over to Klaus, that I had to meet them in an abandoned house somewhere out in the middle of nowhere in some little town in North Carolina."

I nodded along to what he was saying.

"At first, I thought that it couldn't be true because the line ended with Katerina. As I thought about it more, I figured that I should at least go and see for myself. You'll never guess who it was that had captured Elena."

I shrugged, and he continued.

"It was Rose and Trevor. They wanted to gain favor with me, because they had been running from us for over five hundred years, and they knew that I was in Klaus' inner circle."

I remembered those two. Rose and Trevor. Rose is the one who turned Katerina. Klaus was so pissed.

I start smirking, remembering the night that happened.

Katerina had learned of Klaus' plan to sacrifice her and she ran. She took the moonstone too. Dumb bitch. Didn't she realize taking the moonstone is what made him come after her in the first place?

Elijah noticed my smirking.

"What?" he asked me.

"I was just remembering the night Rose turned Katerina," I say. "You and Klaus were so pissed."

"Language," Elijah reminded me.

"Sorry, father," I apologize. "Please continue."

"Yes," he say, and then continues. "I went to go collect the doppelgänger from them and I was taken off guard when I got there. It really was another Petrova."

"Did they gain your favor?" I asked, pretty sure I knew the answer.

"I believe Rose did," Elijah says, impassive.

"What about Trevor?" I ask.

"No," he says. "He did not."

"You killed him," it wasn't a question.

"Yes."

I nodded. Trevor had betrayed Klaus' and Elijah's trust. I understood why he did not show mercy on him.

"That still doesn't explain why you're in Mystic Falls," I tell him.

"Do you remember how I had a witch make an elixir to save Katerina's life after the sacrifice?" he asks.

"Yes," I say. I didn't like how he had taken to Katerina as much as Klaus had. Which was part of the reason I hated her.

"I plan to do the same with Elena," he tells me.

What was with these Petrova doppelgängers and men? Especially Klaus, Elijah and the Salvatores.