Madeline stared down intently at the small hand held mirror in her hands. She was at home, well a small hired apartment which was her home for now. After having dismantled Silas without even breaking a sweat she had some serious research to start doing. She'd heard of Silas before she came to Mystic Falls, but only by the ways of his basic legend.

Now she needed something deeper. If Silas was Stefan's doppelgänger then there had to me some sort of blood relation at some point. Madeline had already checked all her books and hadn't really learnt anything new. So now she was going to have to use magic.

Madeline grabbed the small blade the was sitting on the coffee table and used it to quickly slice her left wrist. She place the mirror in her lap and dipped her fingers on her right hand into the blood. Then she slowly traced a rune onto the glass of the mirror, while slowly chanting a spell.

Madeline was a powerful witch, so powerful she could perform the most complex of spells with out saying a thing. It was only with spells as difficult as this did she need to speak.

Madeline placed the blood covered mirror back on the coffee table and went to wash he hands while she waited for the spell to be set into action.

She came back and set herself up comfortably on the couch. Absent mindedly her hand reached for her throat. Silas had practically crushed it before. Holding the mirror in her hand the glass began to swirl until images started filtering through, the occasional name or sentence appearing.

Every time a name or date appeared Madeline wrote it down, quickly making notes. Silas's name appeared near the very beginning and Madeline underlined the year he was born and his parents names. The mirror continued to flutter through images, and about after an hour of taking notes and writing down names Madeline saw her grandparents names and there images and how they'd met, then her parents. Then it started showing images of Damon growing up, then Stefan and Damon growing up.

There were a couple of images of Damon and Stefan and then Madeline appeared on the mirror. Her name and the year she was born and the year she died. And then the screen went blank. Madeline knew why. She'd been the last Salvatore in her family.

Madeline had needed to fight tears but she quickly buried her emotions. As a vampire and a witch she was unable to turn off her emotions. If she did, her magic would also be turned off. It was apart of the spell. She gave up the ability to turn off her emotions, she kept her magic. Well, it was far more complicated than that, but that wasn't important.

Madeline took the mirror with her into the small kitchen of her apartment and washed off the blood. Better safe than sorry. She'd learnt all she could about Silas, but like herself, he'd managed to keep a tight cap on his past. She wanted to ponder over the family tree, timeline thing she'd drawn out, but she honestly wasn't in the mood.

Instead she decided to get to work on trying to find Stefan. Silas had a plan which obviously involved him being Stefan. This made Madeline wary, on edge. Some part of her wanted to rush over to the boarding house and warn Damon. But, as usual, her vengeful side took over and she decided to leave it for Damon to figure out. If his life is in danger, then i'll step in.

Madeline did, however, need to interrogate Silas. He clearly had something to do with Stefan's disappearance. However, just flat out asking Silas where Stefan was wasn't going to get her any answers. He wouldn't be stupid enough to do that. Madeline sighed, she'd have to just take a look through his memories. This would be difficult seeing as someone as powerful and as secretive as Silas probably kept very tight security on his mind. Just using a spell to make is brain ache and eyes bleed had been tricky.

If she got to him while he was unconscious and weak it would be easier to hack away at his mental barrier. However she'd have to be right next to in order to make sure all her power was put to work in taking apart his mental wall. Right now would be the perfect time to this. Madeline grinned and quickly cast a spell, causing Silas's healing to slow to an almost stop.

Not to mention Damon and Elena wouldn't be expecting her back so soon.

She walked into her room and changed out of her tracksuit pants and baggy shirt. When she came out again she was wearing her favourite black designer jeans, different ones from this morning, a black T-shirt with the phrase you look like something i drew with my left hand. It was probably the most comfortable shirt in the world.

Madeline stuffed her feet into some combat looking boots that were also black and grey. She grabbed her keys and black leather jacket on the way out the door. After speeding down three flights of stairs she arrived at her car, a red convertible with leather seats. It was a fairly nice weather outside so Madeline decided to drive with the roof down.

As she sped over to the Salvatore boarding house, the wind blowing through her hair (which was the same colour as Stefan's) she couldn't help but feel sorry for her brothers. Which was weird, seeing as she was the one planning on inflicting pain upon them. But Madeline knew her revenge would crush them, mentally and physically.

Silas fought against the crushing darkness of his mind. He tried to regain consciousness but he couldn't. The darkness weighed down on him like water, he was drowning in it. He almost regained conciousness once but it was brief, a minute at the most, before the darkness sucked him in, crushing him.

When he had been conscious he'd had the briefest of conversations with the eldest Salvatore brother.

"Stefan?" he'd said, from a seat next to Silas. Silas frowned, he was in a bed. He looked around him, the room was familiar from memories in his doppelgänger's mind. If remembered correct, this was Stefan's room. Silas nodded at Damon.

Damon's expression looked haunted. "We've broke her Stefan" he said. Broke her? Who'd he broken? Elena? Silas couldn't think of anyone else who Stefan and Damon could have broken.

Silas tried to speak but he couldn't open his mouth. "We've brought this upon ourselves. I can't believe for even a moment i could be happy, deserve to be happy." Silas didn't know what Damon was going on about, but he had to try not to roll his eyes. Instead he tried to give Stefan's brother a sad look.

"Are you healing brother?" Damon asked, giving Silas a worried look. Silas tried to speak but instead of words a moan passed his lips. He hurt, man he hurt. His whole body had been shattered. And by some stupid little vampire girl. How a vampire had done that, Silas didn't know. She probably had a witch on her side, a powerful one. Silas immediately thought of Bonnie Bennett. She was a powerful witch, the most powerful one in this town. And she's just inside this house. Silas could sense her.

"Stefan?" another voice said, female. Silas looked over to Damon again and next to him was the Patrova doppelgänger, Elena. Before he could try talking again though darkness crept back into his vision. Silas struggled again but the moment he started struggling it swept over him, taking him under in one crushing blow.

Hi there, another chapter! i know this one was short but i didn't really get any reviews last chapter so i'm not entirely sure if anyone is even reading. If you are, please take five seconds to let me know and write a review, i love hearing from you guys so yeah :D Again, i hope everyone is enjoying watching Silas suffer and watch baby Salvatore, (Madeline) scheme and plot her revenge. In case you didn't pick this up before, Madeline likes to be powerful so that her brothers can't stab her in the back again, at least not until she gets her revenge. Also, i'm hoping for some Katherine soon so fingers crossed :) ENJOY! Maybe a new chapter today, we'll see.

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