Hey, this is my first Vampire Diaries fanfiction so I'm excited! Reviews are welcomed and I hope you enjoy! :D And this is a warning: this chapter reveals a lot about Rosalind so it might be long!

Rosalind POV

I glanced around every few seconds to make sure there was nothing or nobody following us. I couldn't stop the feeling of being watched. It was like I somebody was holding up a sign saying Not to freak you out or anything, but you're being stalked. It was not a pleasant feeling one bit. I looked over at Stefan and Damon and almost let out a small sigh. They had grown up so much well, figuratively. They stayed the same but personality and brain wise had changed a lot.

I wish I had been there or at least told them I was alive, but I was always watching Katharine. Making sure she didn't know I was alive, that I had been a vampire when she killed me. If she knew this, then I would have been on her hit list, and now that she's not a worry of mine since she's in the tomb. What I worry about is knowing too much about what is going on and being killed for it. I'm already taking a risk by publicly talking to the Salvatores.

I also worry about the two of them. My eyes landed on Stefan and I felt guilty right away. Stefan was one I hadn't bothered talking too much because Katharine would have killed me sooner and he just seemed to be in a love bubble that I didn't want to pop. So that's why he always thought I was human, he never knew about me being a vampire. And now, I regret not telling him. He did deserve the truth about me, but I just couldn't have brought myself to tell him.

Then I looked over at Damon. I bit my lip and mentally sighed. Damon and I had been closer than what Katharine thought and that was because I had told him what I was. I only did this, though, once Katharine spilled her secret to the two of them. I just didn't want them telling everyone they knew a vampire and to be burned at the stakes, plus they would have told Katharine right away about me and I wouldn't allow that. So telling Damon was not a mistake, it was helpful for me. Me and him become good friends, and he didn't tell Katharine anything for some reason. The only problem was Katharine found out about Damon's and I's friendship quicker than I thought she would have...she "killed" me in front of Damon. She didn't try drinking my blood thankfully, she just snapped my neck and walked away like I was garbage.

She always thought she was stronger than me, but that wasn't the case at all. I was born hundreds of years ago. I would be turning 746 the next month and little Katharine was only 534 years old. I did think Katharine could be a good friend but she was also stubborn and assertive making her harder to work with than anything.

And I left Mystic Falls and followed Katharine in her path of destruction. She was hard to find at first but than her name began popping up a lot around Utah so I headed over there. It took quite a bit of searching but I did find her eventually. After that, my life was just tracking her down and following her. I did start becoming paranoid at the thought of Katharine finding out. As older as I was, Katharine was sneakier than me and did have 30 backup plans up her sleeve.

I put on the car blinker and turned into The Grill's parking lot. I opened my door and waited for the brothers to get out. It didn't take long for them and they were already walking in before me. I slowly followed after them and sat down in a booth in a corner. They sat across from me; Stefan placing his hands on the table, while Damon crossed his arms.

"So what do you know?" Damon asked me. I met his gaze...his amazing gaze. The color of his eyes were so much more hypnotizing than before. Focus, Rosalind! Focus!

"Somebody is watching everybody's movements in this town. They are writing it down, and keeping track of everything. I think they are doing this for when the originals come in. The originals don't want you lying to them so they will know if you make up some story. So stick to the truth as close as possible if you meet them. I also know that make up plans like Katharine did. Always have a back up plan in case the first one fails. Try tricking the originals into something, just don't let them get to you," I told them both. Their expressions didn't change from the poker faces they wore. I got the uneasy feeling again as the two of them stared me down.

"Why should we trust you?" Stefan asked me. I smiled over at him. Stefan had always been the one to ask the questions that seemed logical.

"You shouldn't trust me," I started to say to him. Then I looked over at Damon. "You should trust me."

Damon tilted his head to the side just the slightest and raised his eyebrows at me.

"And why should I trust you?" He asked. Stefan was watching the two of us closely and I could tell he was wondering why Damon should trust me instead of him.

"Because, I've never lied to you. I've always told you all of my secrets," I replied. Damon blinked once before his eyes glazed over. I could tell he was remembering the past when he had a carefree life. Stefan on the other hand just looked confused.

"What secrets?" He asked. I bit my lip and looked at my hands than met Stefan's confused gaze.

"Stefan, back in the day I was what I am now. I was what you are now. And I didn't tell you because I thought Katharine would find out," I answered him truthfully. He processed what I said than leaned closer to me.

"Why didn't you want Katharine to find out what you were?" Stefan asked the question many never thought about when I told them about me. This was the grown up Stefan, I could tell by the way his questions were smart and right to the point.

"If Katharine found out about me, than she would have killed me when I least expected it. And than I couldn't fulfill my mission," I told him.

"What mission?" Damon asked suddenly coming back to reality. From his face expression, he must have went through our whole meeting each other to my death in his head.

"The mission of the originals. It was a mission where vampires were chosen by the originals to watch the town. It happened in several areas but the reason most towns were being watched were the humans were getting to close to knowing the truth. They were finding out about us too quickly, and they wanted people to try and stop it," I told them both. The memory flashed before my eyes.

I was standing by the windowsill of my new home in Pennsylvania. It was a mansion and I was living with the Thermone resident...they were quite a charming family with their happy smiles and expensive clothing. They took me into the house after I made up some little lie about my family being late and needing a place to stay. They easily invited me in and the rest was history. I looked out the window and a small gasp escaped my lips.

Outside was a man I recognized as Elijah. We had met years ago when the originals were more than angry with another vampire in my town. They almost killed me too, but Elijah said they needed a full background of me first. They asked me questions and I answered truthfully. It was a stupid encounter, but I knew that they were the ones vampires talked about when they said they had nightmares. They were the originals.

Elijah was slowly walking up to the door of this house. His brown hair was curled in the most gentleman way and his dark brown eyes observed the house. The way he walked had me suspicious. It was with urgency and determination. I started to head downstairs as fast as a lady in the 1800s could without being yelled at. I, of course, arrived at the door before Elijah had made within 3 feet of the door. I didn't want him in this house, no matter how he had saved me. I still didn't trust me.

I opened the door and turned my head over my shoulder.

"I am going on a walk," I called sweetly. My voice echoed throughout the house, and was followed by some be carefuls. I walked out of the door and closed it behind me. I placed my hands behind my back and walked cautiously towards him.

"We need to talk somewhere out of earshot," Elijah told me. He held out his arm for me to wrap my arm around. I did so and walked with him to the long path to the town. It was a path no one usually walked on so it would be safe for us to talk there.

"What is it, Elijah?" I asked. I looked up at him. A curled piece of hair falling out of its place. Elijah took the hair and put it back in place.

"Thank you," I told him. Elijah was being nice to me which made me even more suspicious.

"Rosalind, you have been called by the originals to help us," He started off. Oh great, I knew I had a reason to be suspicious. I knew it.

"Do what exactly?" I asked him. He smiled down at me, but it wasn't a happy smile. It was a forced smile.

"In several cities around the world, people are starting to discover our secrets. We have been finding specific vampires to help us watch these cities and keep them under control. Rosalind, you have been chosen to watch over a city and make sure you can stop these people from knowing of us," He told me. I tilted my head to look up at his tall figure. He was so much more serious than before so I smiled up at him. I was basically some sort of spy for the Originals. It made me want to laugh, but I held it in.

"And how do I stop them from knowing of us?" I asked him. I watched him close his eyes and take a deep breathe. I let out a small laugh and put a hand on his shoulder.

"Elijah, I will do it, but I would like to know everything I can so I'm not going into this mission blind," I informed him. He looked down at me, his brown eyes met my hazel ones and he nodded. I smiled at him once again. It was better if the originals liked me than just thought I was an asset.

"You shall do anything that you are capable of. If you need to kill some humans, do that. If vampires need to be killed, do it. If you need to start rumors and send people away from this town, do it. Just don't let them know," Elijah answered me. I thought about that for a few seconds. Kill anyone without any trouble? Start rumors? The originals were not taking this lightly.

"Give me a description of what is going on in this town I will be watching," I instructed with a smile. I loved when I could boss others around that I should usually be scared of.

"It is a town in Virginia, with various vampires living there. It came to our attention a few years ago they are having knowledge of our presence there. We don't know how they found out about is nor does it matter at this moment. Now, they are starting to find our weaknesses, vervain and stakes. They just want their town to be rid of all vampires, and they are trying to make devices to tell them if they have vampires in the town or not. As soon as all the vampires are supposedly gone in that town than the people will return to normal," He followed my instruction. I faltered in my stepping by accident. These humans were smart if they knew about vervain, but how? I was glad they asked me for this, because I did not like how this was sounding.

"So I will be starting the Salem Witch Trials, but only with vampires?" I asked. Elijah chuckled at my reasoning, making me suspicious again. Elijah was not a nice person, he was selfish and fierce.

"Yes, you could put it like that. Just, make the town believe that all vampires are gone. I don't care how you do it, just do it," He told me and released his arm from mine. He stepped in front of me. This was going to be our farewell, that much I was positive of.

"Which town?" I asked.

"Mystic Falls," He answered and a breeze hit my face causing me to close my eyes. When I opened them, Elijah was gone.