Holly's POV:

I woke up, but kept my eyes closed, thinking. Ok apparently Stefan and Damon are vampires. Just my freaking luck. I decided I couldn't just lay there with my eyes closed forever and eventually opened them and got up. No sign of Stefan and Damon. Should I be happy? I decided to go with yes.

I walked down the stairs and into the kitchen, searching the pantry for breakfast. I guess they went shopping because there were bunches of Poptarts, cereals, and other breakfast foods. I grabbed the box of coco puffs and poured them in a bowl of milk. About halfway through my breakfast, I heard the door open and Damon walked into the kitchen. "Hey Holly" he greeted. I decided not to answer. I'm still angry that they won't let me leave. "Oooh. Silent treatment. I see." We sat in silence for a few minutes until Stefan came in the door. "Hey there Holly." He said. "Hey" I responded. I liked him better.

"What? You're going to talk to him but not me? That's not cool." Said Damon, acting hurt.

"He's nicer." I stated.

"Pfft. I'm nice. Nobody is nicer than me." Damon defended.

"Keep telling yourself that." I mumbled, putting my bowl in the sink. I heard the door open again. A man around 25 with black hair and brown eyes walked in. "What is our cousin doing here Stefan?" Damon growled. "I didn't invite Derek, he invited himself." Stefan stated. "Derek" didn't waste time explaining what he wanted, he just looked over at me with venom. What could I have possibly done to annoy him? I'd only known him thirty seconds! I was pulled out of my thoughts when he sped over with vampire speed and pinned me to the wall by my neck. I choked, trying to get out words but failing.

"What are you doing? Let her go!" demanded Damon, pushing Derek to the ground. I dropped to the floor in a fit of breaths, wondering what just happened. Stefan had Derek pinned to the floor. "Why did you just attack Holly? What did she even do?" questioned Damon angrily.

"A witch told me about her, her whole family! Her whole family kills vampires, I'll bet she does too!" he accused.

They all looked at me In disbelief. "I don't even know what he's talking about! My family doesn't kill people! I would know!" I yelled.

"I honestly don't care if you do, all that matters if that your family does." He said bluntly. "Remember Lucy?"

"Lucy? Yes, she was our cousin how could we forget her?" Damon replied.

"Someone from her family killed her. I was investigating her death and I got a witch to do a spell to learn who killed her. She couldn't tell who, but it was somebody from the Blair family. You are Holly Blair." He stated, pointing to me.

"Well I doubt it was her." Stefan said, defending me while letting Derek back up.

"I agree. She looks pretty weak to me. But, she could very well help me find out who it was. Goodbye cousins!" he chided. "What?" was the last thing I heard Damon say before I was suddenly whisked away. "Let me go!" I screamed at Derek. He was running at full speed carrying me to god knows where. "No can do sweetheart, I have to avenge my little sis. You will help me with that." He said bluntly. Before I could protest, he suddenly stopped and pulled something from his pocket. A cloth. Just as he began bringing it to my face I took a big breath of clean air. There was obviously chloroform on the cloth and I didn't want to lose consciousness involuntarily a third time this week. "Come on now, breathe." He coaxed. I shook my head. "Well you will either lose consciousness from loss of breath or from this so pick one." He growled. I shook my head once again. "Then I'm just going to wait." He stated, not moving his hand. I tried to pry his hands away from the cloth, beginning to get desperate for air. "You are wasting time." He said, bored. I gave him an angry glare because I knew I had to take a breath. He just smiled. My lungs finally gave out and I took in a breath. My brain only registered a strong scent before I was unconscious.

I woke up in a dark room. Wait, this was too small to be a room. Was I in a-? Crap. I was in the trunk of a car. "Jerk!" I yelled as venomously as possible. He didn't respond. What a jerk. Eventually the car came to a stop. Nobody opened the trunk so I assumed we were at a gas station. "DUDE. I HAVE TO PEE!" I yelled. I heard a groan and some steps coming closer. The trunk opened and I stepped out. "Make it quick. Don't even try to escape, I'll catch you in under five seconds." He growled. "Whatever." I said, walking into the gas station. I walked up to the woman at the desk and glanced back at Derek. Good, he wasn't looking. "Can you call 911? I'm being kidnapped!" I whispered. She quickly grabbed the phone but just as she began to dial the 9, Derek came and took it. "Forget you saw us." He said, looking straight at her. "Ok." She said in monotone. "I told you not to try anything. I can't deal with you being awake right now, can't have you counting the turns or something to track where we go. Don't want you telling Stefan and Damon." With that, he grabbed me and rammed my head against the car door. It was like being kidnapped the first time all over again. I was barely conscious as he carried me into the backseat and threw me in.

I woke up in a sort of cell. I rubbed my head which was throbbing. "Good, you're awake." Derek's voice rang, coming into the cell. "We're gonna make a little video and send it to your dad. He'll find out who killed Lucy."

"To tell you the truth, he probably won't care." I responded.

"What are you talking about?" he asked.

"My dad hates me. I've caused a lot of bad things. He'll probably just delete the video and move on." I said.

"Well. We'll send it to your mom then." He replied, thinking he was smart.

"Actually she's not exactly with us, neither is my sister. Part of the whole causing bad things deal." I sighed.

"Then I'll send it to your dad and hope for the best. Get up." He demanded. I did as he said while he propped his phone up on a little table so it was recording us. Suddenly, he pushed me into the wall, giving me a bloody nose. "Hello there Maxwell. As you can see, I have your daughter here with me. I'm sure you know why. Now, all I ask is you tell me who killed my sister Lucy and you can have her back. I have no desire to kill her, but I will if need be. If you choose not to tell me, here's a hint to what will happen." Derek bit into his wrist. What the heck was he doing? He walked toward me, bringing it to my mouth. I protested but it came out as a bunch of muffled cries. I kept my mouth closed until he forced it open and the blood was down my throat. He finally removed it and I coughed, trying to get rid of the terrible taste.

"I think you know what happens next. Email me a name within 24 hours or it's over for her." He said to the camera. He finally turned the camera off and looked towards me.

"What the crap was that about?" I yelled.

"You know what it was about." He said.

"No. I really have no idea what the heck that was about and I'm starting to think you are absolutely crazy!" I shouted.

"They honestly didn't tell you? How do you think they make new vampires?" he asked, enjoying this.

"I don't know." I said honestly.

"Feed them their blood and kill them. If I killed you right now, you'd be a vampire." He informed.

"Oh." Is all I said.

"Well, see you hopefully before 24 hours is up!" he chuckled. I glared as he locked the cell behind him.

I just sat around, bored, occasionally dozing off. This went on for unfortunately, about ten hours. Finally, Derek returned. "Your father said he wants to meet us to ensure you are still alive. We are meeting him in the woods a few minutes away, I trust I don't need to knock you out."

"Ok." I said, following him out of the cell and outside to his car. We sat in silence for about ten minutes before we met a woodsy area. Derek led me out, holding onto my arm harshly. We finally reached a clearing where my father stood. "Hello Maxwell." Derek greeted, though his friendliness was clearly faked.

"Give me my daughter." My dad demanded.

"No can do, not until you tell me who killed Lucy." Derek responded. Suddenly, Stefan and Damon came out of the shadows and Damon pulled me away from him. I sighed in relief, but It was short lived as Derek easily pulled me back out of his grasp, holding my head at an angle. "I'll snap her neck right now. She has my blood in her system. I doubt you'd want this life for her." He taunted as tears rolled down my face.

"You won't kill her." Stefan said.

"I can promise you, I will." Derek assured.

Damon began to run towards me, but that's the last thing I remember. Then blackness. He snapped my neck.

Damon's POV:

I began to run towards Holly, thinking I could pull her out of his grasp before Derek hurt her. I was wrong. He snapped her neck and she fell limp to the ground. "NO!" me and Stefan yelled.

"I'll figure out who killed Lucy. I assure you that." Said Derek, disappearing.

I ran over to Holly's body, she looked dead. I guess she was. Her blonde hair was stained red from blood, her face covered in dirt, her clothes ripped. Obviously he hurt her before she was here. This was my fault, if I hadn't kidnapped her this wouldn't have happened. I picked her up and put her in the passenger side of my car. "Let's go Stefan. We will have a lot to explain when she wakes up."