Well. I haven't published in a while but I was trying to sort out some very important things dealing with the story and with out it. One of the reasons is because the new season started! I hope you guys really enjoy this chapter, honestly it's not a very thrilling chapter but it's greatly needed in order to move forward. Big thanks to: Nymartian, CassiaSilvia and jamiecarterannie!

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Chapter 17:

Kristina felt a pounding in her head, as her eyes became victim of the violent lively rays of sunshine that streamed into her window. Her usual tamed black hair had already surrendered itself to its natural form, leaving her sweat-drenched face surrounded by frizzy curls. The evidence of a nightmare was easily observed mentally and physically. The presents of the sweat and the heaviness of her breath, told her she obviously had ran from something in her dream. Lastly, the untainted details of two faces that she dreaded most, seemed to be plastered on her eyelids., which flooded her memory whenever she closed her old grey globes.

She was lucky to be alive. Hell, she was lucky to have escaped his grip but how she escaped was still a mystery. It was somewhat unreal to have woken up on the side of the road, naked and no sign of the hybrid. It was a relief but in the pit of her stomach there was another emotion. Something she hadn't expected to feel ever again and certainly not for Nik.

She hadn't expected to forget Nik or Mikael but to have constant nightmares about them after her close incident with the hybrid was something she wouldn't tolerate for long. The cruelty of their actions, made her feel weak and she hated that extremely.

Kristina wiggled under the covers they were usual comfortable, but they seemed too hot on her body and too compressed to her sweaty olive skin. Today seemed to not be her day like the many days before today.

Her little apartment seemed to be unusually unwelcoming. It reeked of depressing and unchanging memories; she loathed it at the moment. It seemed to reminder her too much of her servant years. Her walls were a familiar grey color and her furniture the same white that once stood in her past bedroom that she understood as her prison cell. They only brought back the memories of her past life with her second least favorite Original.

Kristina signed as she heard her phone give off with a low vibrate on her nightstand.

The caller ID was unknown but she picked it up anyway.

"Hello?" Kristina said her voice a little cracked from her restless night.

"I'm sorry, Kristina." A voice said with a thick pleading voice, it seemed too familiar for her to be totally clueless on the identity.

"Who is this?" Kristina's voice had an edge of irritation and seriousness.

"I had to let him out, it was my only chance." Said the girl whose voice was haunting her memories. From the hundreds of years of memories something sparked making Kristina clench her teeth in fury.

"Katharina. What have you done?!" Kristina said through her teeth. The air around her had already sparked as it reacted with the force of her powers hitting gravity.

"I had too. I hope you forgive me." Katharina voice was almost regretting but Kristina didn't care. Then the line went dead.

Kristina felt the pieces of glass and metal crush like paper at the force of her strength. Before she could control herself she flung the remains of her phone to the wall, opposite of her, leaving a nasty size dent in the middle of the grey painted.

Her body couldn't contain itself from radiating of the full force of her anger.

That bitch, Kristina though as she gripped the edge of her bed, trying to control the shakiness of her hands. Katharina had done what Kristina had feared most. The werewolf witch hybrid knew the extent of the baby vampire's actions, something the bloodsucker would never understand.

Her fingertips tingled, making everything in the room rise off the floor and elevate in mid air. Her anger was fueling her magic, leaving her with full grey eyes with specks of gold topaz flacks and unstable power circulating around her.

Before Kristina knew exactly what she was doing, she grabbed her car keys and raced out the door.

The all but too familiar bar was deserted at this time, except for one man at the bar.

"Felix, you knew." Kristina said through her teeth as she brought one of the pool sticks to her knee, making a semi sturdy stake.

"Kristina, what are you doing?" His voice had an edge of fear as he backed away from her.

"I trusted you. I actually trusted someone." Her voice seemed full of regret as she caught him by his neck before he could fully sprint out of view.

"Kristina, I don't know what you're talking about." Felix said, his big puppy brown eyes seemed to look at her pleadingly but it was false. Kristina could smell the guilt on him.

"You will soon enough." Kristina said half sighing as she easily snapped his neck to the right in a second. He was in connections to Katharina and Kristina had confided him about Mikael's whereabouts

Just as she was about to hall him over her shoulders the door creaked open, reviling something she once thought impossible.

The air around her became dense and she saw the pure anxiety cross the creature face as if it was written on his forehead.

The male was tall maybe around 6'4 with short cropped blonde hair and readable pale blue eyes. His jaw line stood out almost as much as his tattooed arms. But most importantly he reeked of vampire and something she could only have nightmares of.

In just seconds, without hesitation, she sprinted towards him kicking his feet from under him.

There was a loud hollow sound as the big guy collapsed on the wooden stairs but it didn't take long for him to react. Just as fast as Kristina had attacked, he was up already and flung her into the bar stand, holding her by the neck. The oxygen that fueled her body was lacked in her system and there was a split moment where she swore that she saw stars. But before she could fully black out, she twisted his grip, grabbing his massive hand and throw him over her back and into a once sturdy wooden table.

Kristina's mind went directly towards the broken pieces of wood, daggering him in her right shoulder.

He howled in pain as she pushed it further down.

"I'll be damned." Kristina whispered as she felt the presence of a wolf in lower ranking. He let out another groan of agony as he tried to pull the splintered wood from his shoulder.

"Who created you?" Kristina said pushing the dagger back in, he shouldn't exist, but then again she should exist either.

"The original hybrid." He said trough his teeth as he fought against her hold but he had no power from his position.

Kristina let out a dry laugh before turning back to the creature.

"Who exactly, smart ass?" She said grabbing him by the throat now.

"Klaus." He spat as he gasped for oxygen. The name sent electrifying signals up and down her spine as she digested what he had just said.

Kristina muttered a curse under her breath as she realized both her most terrifying fears had been uncovered in less then 24 hours.

"Where is he?" Kristina said plunging her hand into his chest cavity, gripping his rapidly pumping heart.

"Mystic falls." The male looked at her baffled but before he could protest any further she retracted her hand with the bloody organ in her hand.

"I hate disposing of my own kind." Kristina whispered as she walked away from the werewolf/vampire's body, tossing back his no longer pounding heart.

Her head was pounding from the large amounts of liquor from last night and from the uncared for news she had received today, but she was certain about one thing. Her destination would carrier her to the place she possible dreaded the most at the moment, Mystic Falls.

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