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The girl's breathing was erratic as she ran.

There was no one out, but how could she expect there to be? She couldn't, not at this time of night, with the moon at its peak and the stars twinkling menacingly; like the devil's eyes themselves.

She shouldn't have gone into that alley, she knew she shouldn't have, but she wasn't thinking straight. How could she, when she knew of the fate she would soon be victim to?

Did she deserve this? Stumbling through dark, damp alleyways to get away from the terrors that awaited her? No, she probably didn't.

Her dress clung to her, slick with sweat. The skirt dragged along in the mud, the beautiful lace getting tarnished. It weighed her down, as she lifted it in small, tight fists. If she were allowed to dress like her brothers she would be fine, but that would never happen, would it?

She was a true beauty, with long locks of shining, raven hair and bright forest green eyes. She had a beautiful face too, one of those that would make you stop and stare. One that would make you drop everything you were doing just to look. She was truly gorgeous. Truly beautiful.

But her angel-like face was twisted into a mask of terror, one so unlike the usual expression she wore. Her raven locks were damp and messy, her eyes were green orbs that held nothing but fear, true horrifying fear.

Not fear of something or of someone, but fear of what she knew was coming.

Death.

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150 Years Later, 2009 Mystic Falls

Evelina Salvatore was a beautiful girl. With shining locks of raven hair and green eyes. This had always worked in her favour, though she rarely tried to make it, it just sort of happened. She was far too innocent to use her beauty to manipulate people. But, she was naïve, stupidly so.

Oh did I mention that she was a vampire?

Yep, a vampire. A not-so-evil blood sucking thing. Though she did have her moments (many of them involved her kicking her best friend's ass), she was the better, less evil side of the vampire race.

Evelina gazed around the room uninterested. It wasn't that the room wasn't nice, no in fact the room was probably one of the nicest rooms in all of boring old Mystic Falls; with its soft lilac walls and beach wood floors. But the fact that she was in Mystic Falls of all places, a place that she had sworn she would never come back to, distracted from noticing how 'nice' the room was.

This place was living hell, nothing could go right from coming back here, but she had to.

An irritating, high pitch ringing interrupted the silence in the lilac room. Evelina sighed and looked at her phone. Nik was calling, again. No one could claim that Nik was one to worry, but it seemed that he missed the memo when it came to her. He always seemed to know where she was, and while on usual days that made her happy, now was not a usual day.

"Yes Nik?" Evelina hissed, venom in her sweet voice. He chuckled on the other end of the phone causing Evelina to frown. Yeah, she needed new, less-evil friends. Ones who weren't overly protective and completely cocky.

"Ah, Lina, what's wrong with you today? Woke up on the wrong side of the bed?" She could practically hear the smug smirk on his face, the one that never seemed to leave his face. It was infuriating.

She wasn't usually this easily annoyed, she really wasn't, but something in this town just made her want to rip into the throats of every passing creature, human or not.

"Oh you know, annoying hybrids refusing to give me the personal space every person needs." She growled, grabbing her diary and stuffing it in the hotel's vintage bedside table. She threw herself onto her bed sighing.

"That hurts, love." Nik mocked, chuckling. She rolled her eyes at his arrogant voice.

Niklaus Mikaelson was her best friend. Well if you could say that the great Niklaus Mikaelson actually had friends. He was a manipulative, viscous killer who always had a secret agenda. The Niklaus Mikaelson, whose charming manner, along with his sandy blond hair and cute dimples, did nothing to disguise the fact that he could rip your heart out in the blink of an eye. Though, he had always had a certain soft spot for her; perhaps because she still hadn't turned her back on him, though she probably should have.

"Why are you calling, Nik?" Evelina asked, not bothering with the small talk. She could tell he wanted something, she could always tell when he wanted something. It was like a sixth sense.

He gasped in mock offense, "Can't I just be calling to check on my sweet, innocent best friend?" Evelina rolled her eyes, "You know if you keep rolling your eyes they'll fall out of your head."

"Nik!"

"Alright, alright! I just wanted to know if you'd found Elijah yet." He spat out Elijah's name, like it was the name of the devil himself.

"Niklaus, he's your brother." She sighed, rolling over onto her stomach, absent-mindedly fiddling with the lapis necklace around her neck. She knew he was annoyed at her urge to see Elijah. But Elijah was family, even if they were not blood related, and she never gives up on family.

"Yes, a brother who hasn't bothered to contact me for 90 odd years." He growled, getting angry. It wasn't an unusual thing for Niklaus to get angry. In fact it happened very often. Niklaus was extremely hot-headed and tended to act without thinking.

"Whatever Nik, I'll talk to you later." Silence is all she can hear for a few long seconds, "I love you."

She can feel the change in the atmosphere. She knows she risks a lot when she tells him things like that. Niklaus always had a tendency to push away those he cares about most.

"I'll call in a bit Lina." He says in a softer tone. She smiles as she hears the unspoken 'I love you too' at the end. No matter how closed off Nik was it never mattered, because she knew he cared. Even if he had a funny way of showing it.

"Why?" A broken voice whispered, her usual sweet tone replaced with one of despair.

"It was for the best." Isn't it always?

Salvatore Boarding House, Mystic Falls

Elena Gilbert was pissed. No she was more than pissed, she was seething. Katherine Pierce, a constant nuisance in her life, was here in her boyfriend's bedroom. She had managed to fool her boyfriend and her boyfriend's brother that she, Elena, was Katherine. It was infuriating that she and Katherine looked exactly the same. The same silky brunet hair, big doe eyes, soft tan skin and the same innocent looks. The only difference was that Elena was actually generally innocent, which was more than could be said for Katherine.

She looked exactly like her boyfriend's ex. Oh, not to mention that it was also Damon's, her boyfriend's brother, ex.

"What is she doing here?" Elena hissed at Damon and Stefan. Why did Katherine have to be everywhere? Why wouldn't she just leave them all alone?

"When we killed Elijah, it broke the compulsion and freed the bitch from the tomb." Damon growled.

Damon was handsome, Elena could admit that. Who was she kidding, he was practically sex on legs, which was a bad thing to think about your boyfriend's brother. A really bad thing. And something she would never, ever admit to anyone but herself.

"How is that possible?" Stefan Salvatore was the complete opposite of his brother. Though he shared his brother's good looks, they were nothing alike. While Damon had his blue eyes and black hair, Stefan had sandy hair and green eyes. But Stefan was kind and caring, unlike Damon who only cared for himself.

Katherine smiled smugly, "He's an original. They have all sorts of special skills." Elena had a feeling that those words also implied something else. She opened her mouth to yell profanities at Katherine, words of hatred and anger.

Knock knock

A loud knocking interrupted her. Everyone's heads whipped towards the door, startled expressions on their beautiful faces.

Knock knock

It was unusual. No one really ever came to visit, not unless they said so first. But who could be? Everybody they knew would be at school.

"I'll get it, anything to get away from her." Elena spat, before storming out of the room and downstairs. That vampire was trying to ruin her life and it was making her angrier than she'd ever been. Elena threw open the front door then froze in shock.

Standing in the doorway was a beautiful girl. She was a similar age to Elena, maybe a year or two younger. But she looked so familiar. She had forest green eyes, more striking than she'd ever seen before. Her hair was the colour of ebony, and long. She looked familiar.

The girl had a shy smile on her face as she looked at Elena, "Hi, I was wondering if Zach Salvatore was in?" Guilt spread through her body. This girl knew Zach. She had no idea he was dead. Oh god, this sweet innocent girl had no idea.

"No sorry, how do you know him?" Elena asked, slightly suspicious.

The smile on the girl's face faltered, but her sweet smile was back so quickly that Elena hardly even noticed, "We're family." The girl said, simply. Elena feels her body go stiff with terror and looks over her for any lapis jewellery, inwardly sighing in relief when she spots none, "Well if he's not here, I better go. When you see him can you tell him that Evelina was here?"

"Sure." Elena replied, still in shock that Zach had family. She supposed it made sense but he always seemed like a man who tried to separate himself.

"It was nice meeting you." The young girl says. Elena replies before shutting the door.

Stefan walks into the room an annoyed expression on his face, "Who was at the door?" He asks, seeing her shocked expression.

"Did you have any idea that Zach had any more family?" Elena asked him.

"What?" He stared at her in confusion.

"Well, well, well, what's this?" Katherine spoke, an old photograph in her petite hand. The picture was of a young girl, no older than 11 or 12, smiling a wide smile at the camera. Her eyes sparkled with a childish glee as she grinned.

"Give that." Damon hissed as he snatched the photo out of her hand, but it was too late. She had seen it.

Katherine sat on his bed, a smirk on her face, "Aww, you miss her don't you? You blame yourself for her death." She says in a mock sympathetic tone, "Well, you probably should."

"Shut up."

She stood up, and started strutting towards him. With each step she took her smirk grew, seeing how shook up the uncaring Damon Salvatore was, "After all, if you'd paid more attention you probably could have helped her."

'Damon, I really need to talk to you."

'Not right now Ev.'

"It was your job, wasn't it? To look after her? I mean you practically raised her." He was slowly breaking and Katherine knew it.

'Please Damon! I NEED to talk to you'

"But you were too busy paying attention to me, weren't you?"

'I'm sorry, I really have to go, love you.'

'Damon! Damon!'

"SHUT UP!" He roared, shoving her into the dresser. His breathing was laboured and his cold blue eyes were like stone. It was too much, the guilt was too much. He didn't want to feel like this. The smug look on Katherine's face made him want to throw up or punch her or break down into tears, he couldn't decide which.

"Now that's more like it."

Mystic Falls High School

"Look I'm sorry to put this on you. But I feel like it's your decision to make. And whatever you decide to do, I'll respect it. I want to be honest with her. But until then, Jenna and I are done."

Elena sighed as Alaric, her history teacher and her aunt's sort-of-boyfriend, spoke to her. She knew she shouldn't keep vampires a secret from her aunt Jenna, she knew it was ruining Alaric's and Jenna's relationship. But she wanted to keep Jenna safe. Safe from the fact that her adopted niece's birth mother and current sort-of-boyfriend's ex-wife was a vampire. Safe from the fact that there were so many things out there that could kill them all.

And if that meant they all lost Jenna's trust, so be it.

Elena nodded her head and walked out the door of the classroom.

Salvatore Boarding House, Mystic Falls

Stefan rolled his eyes as he heard his brother and Katherine in Damon's room. He knew Katherine was still trying to get Damon to follow her once again like a love sick puppy, it was disgusting and was getting extremely pitiful how she refused to give up on either of them.

Katherine stormed down stairs, a pout on her lips, as Stefan sat reading. As she spotted him she smiled seductively, hoping to convince him to leave Elena. It couldn't be that be that hard, she was his first love after all and she knew under that cold exterior some part of him still loved her, after all why would he go after her doppelgänger if he didn't?

Knock knock

Wait, someone was knocking again?

Knock knock

"Well Katherine, since you have nothing better to do than bother us, you go get it." Damon says, a smirk on his smug face, suddenly appearing at the bottom of the steps.

"Fine." Katherine flipped her hair over her shoulder before strutting towards the door.

The Salvatore brothers rolled their eyes.

"Hello, how can I-" Katherine cut off with a yelp when she was slammed into the wall.

"Katerina, long time no see." A voice hisses in her ear before she is slammed into the wall again. Her chocolate brown eyes lifted to meet bright green and she gasped.

"How? Y-You're dead?! I, I don't, how?" Katherine asks in a helpless tone. She gasps for breath, desperately clawing at the hand around her throat.

"What's going on-" Stefan stops mid-sentence as he and his brother stare at the scene in front of them. There was no way, this couldn't be happening. It just couldn't. "-here."

"Hello, brothers." Evelena Salvatore stood there in all her glory, smirking, one hand wrapped around Katherine's throat. "Miss me?"

Heyyyyyyyy,

So, how was this? Leave a review and tell me how I could improve, constructive criticism is always appreciated :P

ANYWAY, as some of you may have noticed, I am british and this is an American tv show so I may accidentally use a couple british versions of words instead, sorry about that!

Until next time, thank you so much all of you readers! Goodbye my loves :P

-Rose

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