Hey, this is my first Vampire Diaries fanfiction so I'm excited! Reviews are welcomed and I hope you enjoy! :D So, most of the chapters following this while be from either Rosalind or Damon's POV because they are the funniest to write from! OH and the next few chapter will mainly be in the flashbacks.

Rosalind POV

"Why should we believe you?" asked Caroline. She was watching me with a scared expression with hesitant eyes. I stared at her a moment, thinking of all she went through because of Katharine...Katharine turned her into one of us, Katharine threatened her, Katharine made her a spy against her best friends, and Katharine did all of this for her selfish reasons. And I could understand why she watched me that way, like she was scared I would kill her because I didn't like her.

I smiled up at her, the way I did when I spoke to Elijah. It was the kind you used when in a careful situation.

"Why would I be telling you this if I knew you wouldn't believe me?" I asked right back. She was stunned for a second at my comeback question but she took a small step towards.

"Katharine?"

"Tried killing me, I want her dead."

"What about these originals?" Another step.

"They owe me for helping them, I don't have to obey them." Caroline checked me up and down with her gray-blue eyes. She blinked once than I heard her start taking the steps towards me but not at the human speed. I ducked to the left before smashing my hand to Caroline's throat. I used my hand to lift her up and throw her back so she hit the wall. I ran to her and pressed my hands against her shoulders.

I could feel my canines extending into sharpened points, the veins under my eyes appearing, and my eyes going into the bloodshot form. Caroline had the same happen to her a bit sooner than me. I could hear the small shocked gasps of everyone else in the room. To the non-vampires they had only seen blurs than nothing than blurs than Caroline and me here by the wall. It all happened in under a second.

"I have lived for over 700 years. If you try to kill me, make the attack better," I whisper-yelled to her. I loosened my grip before dropping my arm completely away from her.

"So, why did you just try to hurt me?" I asked, interested. It's not every day I get attacked after having questions shot at me. But, I have been hiding for much of my life so I should have seen that coming.

"I thought you were lying in your stories, and that you weren't working for anyone. But, you can fight, and you would have killed me if you worked for somebody else," She said quietly. She was looking down at her adorable high heels. That's where I raised an eyebrow at her.

"You were willing to get hurt to see if I was on your side?" I asked.

"We wouldn't have allowed her to get hurt," Stefan said, and Bonnie nodded along with what he said. I gave a slight nod to the side and slowly walked towards Caroline. I delicately put a hand on her shoulder than gave the same smile I did before.

"Caroline, that was smart and sneaky. But, you should never try going after a vampire when talking to them. It makes them see that you are hard to trust and paranoid...they might kill you that very second," I told her. With her head still down I could see her shake her head in understanding.

I would have said more advice when my pocket vibrated. I pulled out my Verizon HTC Imagio, and saw that I had a new message. I clicked on the view now button.

We need to talk

Elijah

I bit my lip as I looked up at everyone in the room. Every single one of them was watching me. It didn't make me feel self-conscious , just worried that this would make them think I wasn't siding with them. But I had no choice unless Elijah wanted to come after me...that wouldn't end well.

"I must be going." I said abruptly and walked away from the people who I felt needed more of an explanation.

Caroline POV

I stood there, motionless. I didn't know why I didn't move, it wasn't like I couldn't. I just didn't want to...Rosalind made me think about stuff that I didn't. She was right, but something just came over me. I felt bad about it now, she seemed sweet, a little psycho, but what vampire that lived for that long wouldn't be?

"I don't think we should trust her," Bonnie blurted out her opinion. I looked up at her through my bangs, not enough for anyone to notice just so I could see everyone's reactions. Jeremy looked at Bonnie then out the window. That was the usual Jeremy I knew.

"Neither do I," Damon agreed. He had his hands rested on the top of the couch.

"Damon," Stefan started to warn him. A spark of hope flickered through my heart, and I couldn't help but smile when I knew Stefan would lecture Damon on judging people to quickly or something like that.

"What? She comes here to try and convince us, but then goes off somewhere as fast as she came," Damon defended himself.

"I think we should give her a chance," Stefan said, ignoring Damon's argument.

"I think she deserves a chance to explain herself," Elena also agreed.

"Jer?" Bonnie asked. Jeremy looked away from the window and to Bonnie. From Bonnie, he looked to Elena, then Stefan and Damon, and lastly to me. He watched me carefully and I met his eyes. Something flicked in his eyes...was it understanding? It could have been me and my new freaky vampire brain but I could see him understanding me.

Jeremy had been the outcast druggie at one point with Elena watching over his every move.

I was the new vampire struggling with Stefan being my mentor who was watching over my movements.

He opened his mouth than licked his lips once before doing the look over again.

"I'm not sure. Damon has a point, but we haven't heard her whole story," Jeremy finally concluded. Now everyone was watching me. I stood up straight with my head held high. I put a hand on my hip and thought about everything I just said in my head. Every body had so many good points when it came to this discussion but I made up my mind. I rubbed my lips together to smooth out my lipstick.

"We should believe her," I announced. That's when arguments and discussions broke out. It was getting louder and louder in my head, it started hurting. It was like a small fire started in my brain than began growing every few seconds. I couldn't handle it anymore.

"Just shut up!" I yelled over everyone's voices. They only hushed down a bit, enough to show they were slightly respecting my yelling.

Mysery POV

I could hear the rushing footsteps before I could see her. It was only a matter of seconds when she appeared between the two giant trees. I was hidden away in the bushes, she might be able to sense me but she wouldn't be able to find me.

"Hello Elijah," Rosalind's voice was crystal clear in the used to be silent air. She had her arms crossed and she a few steps forward. The way she looked would have scared me..I heard rumors about Rosalind. She was called the angel of death because of her angelic looks but she fought like a warrior ninja. Or that's what I had heard. At first, I thought people were just exaggerating about her..I mean angel of death?

But then, people began retelling the same tells and I could see the people meant it.

The first tell I had been told was Rosalind had been when I first laid eyes on her. It was a town full of vampires so it wasn't hard to find somebody to tell me about her. It was an older of our kind, but he looked unsure to tell me about Rosalind. Eventually, he caved in.

He told me that Rosalind had the beautiful appearance that threw off what she could really do. He said he knew every vampire was extremely good looking, but she had the golden soft hair and the bright brown eyes giving her the look of an angel. An angel who others would trust and love. She was one of the two dozen chosen by the originals to help clear out the humans of knowing of vampires. I, of course, didn't believe it when looking at her. The chosen ones had to be able to fight, to be stealthy, to not let anyone get in their way and I informed the man of this. But when the words left my mouth the man stiffened and shook his head at me sadly. I didn't understand why he was doing this...until I had heard a voice.

"You know, I appreciate compliments and wonder why people would not believe I can be a chosen one by the originals," Her voice was ice-cold that was as sharp as a razor. I turned to look at her, and blinked a few times at her suddenly being right behind me. She had been on the other side of the restaurant when I had said what I said.

"I didn't mean it like that," I tried defending myself. Before I knew what was happening, her hand went to my neck and tightened. I wanted to let out a scream, but when I tried nothing would come out. The searing pain was getting worse when she added more pressure on my neck.

"Yes, you did. Next time, learn about the person before judging," She hissed. She released her grip and disappeared with a whoosh. Even then, I still hadn't believed she was this mega killer. Sure, she had heard me and attacked me but I was young and foolish at the point. I just thought she had sneaked up on me...that was all. I should have been smarter, shouldn't have followed her, but I did and that was where my problems started.