Chapter Two

Katherine Pierce was lying in the Salvatore's fancy Italian couch bored out her mind, trying to avoid throwing a temper tantrum or worst bursting into tears. She would not give any one of these idiots the satisfaction of seeing her cry. If she could, she would be away, far away from Mystic Falls like she should have left a long time ago, instead of pitying herself, but that was no longer an option.

Though, in reality all she wanted to do was curl up into a ball and die.

She wasn't a goddess, she wasn't a vampire, and she was a human, a measly, pathetic human who was dying of old age! Vampire blood didn't work on her, Tessa was long gone, and not even Dr. Maxfield managed to be of use. Karma was a bitch.

She sat up trying to ignore the gross, sweat stains caused by the summer heat that were developing under her armpits or the fact that her face was starting to break out, or even worse that her hair was an ugly, frizzy mess that made her look like one of those troll dolls.

Katherine let out a whimper, this was one of the few times that she actually wanted to go back home. Sure Odin could be controlling and try to boss her around, but at least there she was a princess, she was royalty and at least people back home liked her.

If she were back home she would be practicing her spells and flirting innocently, her mother Frigga would brush and braid her hair while she sang her the old nursery songs she used to sing to her children when they were babies and that Katherine secretly liked. Frigga had always coddled her and in a way spoiled Katherine because she was the only daughter, her only companion, and her baby.

Here everyone treated her like the Queen Bitch (a title that she did deserve though) and everyone looked like her in disgust as if she were a cockroach instead of a person. She bitterly wondered why everyone treated the mighty Elena Gilbert like a damn saint even though she did the same thing that Katherine did only masked it with her stupid, innocent looking doe eyes and her fake "compassion" that only included her friends and her annoying brother.

I'm the Original one! Katherine though furiously as she grabbed a piece of stray paper and crumbled it in her fist. I was the one that was born first before all of them, I'm the one that created their line! Without me, none of them would have ever existed! Without me there would have been no Amara, or Tatia, and no sweet, precious, poor delicate Elena. Elena should be thanking me.

"You ok?"

Katherine furiously turned around and saw that Stefan Salvatore was looking at her as if she were insane. Damon and Elena had wanted to kick her out of the house as soon as Katherine stopped being of use after they brought their beloved Bon-Bon back to life, but Stefan being a white knight and protector of the weak had felt sympathy for the pathetic creature that Katherine had become and had let her stay here and room in one of the guest rooms.

After all Stefan had pointed out, Elena was staying at the dorm and like Katherine had pointed out sarcastically Damon was probably stalking Elena outside Elena's room.

"I'm fine, Stefan simply delighted!" Katherine responded sarcastically. "I mean why shouldn't I be? My life has just turned into a big mess. I'm human, I'm aging, my whole hair is turning gray, and I'm about three months away from falling dead on my face, what's not to love?"

Stefan sighed. "I hate to say it, Katherine but you had this coming."

"Excuse me?" Katherine wrinkled her nose in annoyance. "Have you've forgotten I'm just the innocent victim here. Elena forced the cure down my throat and your own brother who was obsesses with me for 145 years fed me to some lunatic like it was nothing!"

Stefan tried to help her relax, but at the end it was the same thing. "You tried to kill Elena, Katherine you should be grateful that she let you live, anyone else would have killed you on the spot. And Damon shouldn't have done what he did, but he did it for Elena and for Bonnie."

"Oh, yes let's all die for precious Elena!" she spat bitterly, hating her doppelganger more than ever. "Would you have force fed me to Silas if you would have been in Damon's place?"

Stefan didn't respond.

Katherine sniffed. She should have known better than to expect sympathy from Stefan or from anyone. They all hated her. And all she had done was made their lives more interesting. Without her half of their little crew would have been dead by now. "Whatever, Stefan." She hissed as she started walking up the stairs. Better that working on that goodbye letter.

"Are you sure, coming home is the best idea?" Damon Salvatore turned to face Elena Gilbert, whose face was puffy from crying. Elena had killed Caroline's potential boyfriend Jesse and apparently she and Caroline had gotten into a fight because of it. "Because back home there's only a vengeful Stefan and a pissed off drama queen also known as Katherine."

"I can handle Stefan, he's hurt and angry at us because of the whole Silas thing," Elena sniffed. "Katherine on the other hand, can't do anything to me though after a while I have to admit her glares and accusations are going to get annoying."

Damon smirked as he parked into the driveway. "Oh, I wouldn't worry too much about Katherine."

"Leave us," Thor informed the guards and they gave a quick nod before leaving Thor and Loki alone. For trying to take over the earth, Loki had been imprisoned for life in the cells under the palace, though Loki looked perfectly comfortable and was flipping through the many books that mother had given to him.

"Why, Thor," his voice was silky. "What an honor, to what do I owe the pleasure of your company, six months after my imprisonment, and will you please hurry? This chapter is simply extraordinary."

"Don't mock me, bother!" Thor hissed. "Or I will change my mind about coming to visit you."

"No, you won't," Loki smirked. "Hide all you want behind your tough demeanor, but I know the truth. You're scared. Desperate. Please share."

"I need your help, Loki." He said through gritted teeth.

"And why would I help you? Father, before he imprisoned me told me he no longer considered me his son. And in return don't consider you Thor my brother, Odin my father, or Frigga my mother. You are no longer my family, so if you came to bond, I'm afraid you're wasting your time."

"What about Katerina?" Thor asked. "Don't you still consider her our sister? We played together all three of us, but you were especially closed to her especially since you learn your magic together. Katerina is in trouble, are you just going to let her die?"

Loki flinched, but didn't return any emotion. "What kind of trouble? Katerina, gets into trouble even when she's asked to do the simplest things."

"From what Heimdall has told me, she took a cure that made her human again, but the cure is also slowly killing her."

"Why don't you ask fat-Odin to save her, I think 538 years of punishment is enough don't you?" he rested his chin in the palms of his hands. "Maybe he will save his daughter this time."

"You know as well as I that father will never allow her to return home in her state." He said grimly. "So what do you say, Loki. Will you help me save our sister?"

Loki smirked. "When do we start? I think it's time for a little family reunion."

-End of Chapter Two-

Thanks so much for your reviews! Yep, Amara isn't the originator of the Petrova line, its Katherine I'll explain more in later chapters.

Amortentia Felicis- No, I'm sorry this isn't a Kalijah story, I might add some Kalijah scenes here and there but the story will be mainly focus on Katherine, Loki, and Thor and their family.