The Salvatore brothers were as broken as they come, void of any type of feeling, good or bad. Something real shitty must have happened to them to turn the switch off to the point of not existing any more. I fear I may not be able to help undo the wrong but it's my duty to try; I cannot give up the path to redemption any more that I can give up human blood; it's not in me. I have swore all those centuries ago I will make amends for my actions and one day, maybe just one day someone will see me as something more than a monster, like in the lines of looking up to me, being thankful for having me; but by that time I will have already helped put together so many hearts apart from my own that I could not keep tabs on. Some have embraced their shreds of humanity and took on that path, finally getting accepted for what they were instead of being feared and hunted down. Some were harder to break so I had to add a bit of compulsion to the mix in order to be sure once I won't be there anymore, they won't go back to their suicidal and destructive tendencies. And then there were some so far ahead in their madness, so stripped down of their human selves that even compulsion will not suffice to get them onto the right path. Those I pitied with my whole heart because I saw myself in their eyes; I was once just like them but far more dangerous to the human race than they could ever be, along with my brothers I wiped off from the face of the earth villages, towns of innocent people; we would torture and feed on them as if they were nothing but a piece of meat, tossing their bodies aside and setting them on fire so to get rid of the evidence. I was so broken at the time that I never thought I could be put back together, but just as my brothers always said, love is a vampire's greatest weakness, and they were right. Still I haven't been so happy to be weak since I was a human myself. Love opens you up to so many possibilities, it takes you to the moon and stars, then back to the ground in the time of a second; true love is the reason why we exist, vampires or not, we were all born out of love and when we die, the persons we leave behind are all that matter. That's what I want to teach Damon and Stefan, I want to show them that they deserve to be happy just as much as any other being out there. That just because their heart doesn't beat anymore, doesn't mean it has lost her most important function too- it can still love when in front of its other half and when it does, it's a hundred times greater and more rewarding than a human's. 'Cause when vampires truly love, they do it to the point of no return, desperately and passionately they give themselves to the other. All of it I could have shown to my dear Noah but instead I had to watch it from aside, never happening to me yet always hoping it will.

I sure hope I can save them because if not there's only one way for them, and that is a one way ticket to hell, all costs being of course supported by me, the Original with a broken heart. My brothers never understood why I would want this kind of life so they abandoned me, fearing I could be contagious. Well that is their loss; because all that they can feel is bloodlust and anger, thirst for revenge and torture, when all they really want is to be human again. That is every vampire's secret- the fact that they miss being weak yet alive. I no longer let myself consumed by that thought, even if I didn't choose to become this creature, the only way to reverse it is having a white oak dagger stuck into my chest. And let's just say my brothers took care of that little problem, assuring our eternity of misery in the process. While we're at it why not make the most of this sticky situation named forever…because in the end I could go through it all, the bloodlust, the remorse, the regrets, I could surpass all of them if I weren't alone anymore. If only I could have someone by my side trough it all…

Today I get to meet the Salvatore brothers so there's only one way to get it done- by being cocky and seductive, making myself fully understood and desired…

The older brother, Damon seemed to spend his free time drowning his solitude in bourbon at the town's bar. I opted for a sexy outfit that was sure to create some turmoil: high heels leathered boots with a short black skirt that shows my never ending legs and a dark blue corset showing off a little bit of cleavage; my blond hair curled in a natural way and a perfect make up to complete the look. Took one last look at myself in the mirror and thought: 'Shit, I'm so hot I turn myself on!', then giggled away to meet my soon to be new host.

I walked in the bar like I had no care in the world, smirking in my mind when I heard all the whistles and felt all the stares directed at me. I took a seat at the bar, a couple away from Damon and the bartender practically ran to get my order.

"Bourbon on the rocks!"

"Coming right up."

He returned in less than 30 seconds with my drink and added:

"If there's anything else I can do for you just let me know, ok? Oh and the drink is on the house. We don't get many beautiful ladies like you around here." He winked at me and proceeded into getting drinks, but every 2 minutes or so he would smile at me or something. I thought it was sweet of him even though I knew what effect I had on men; mother-nature had been very generous with me when being created and it made my work so much easier.

One not so sweet but slimy drunk guy came over and started flirting with me all the while groping my ass. I was about to compel him to leave and hit his head on the nearest tree when my black knight in shining leather came to my rescue.

"No offense, douche bag, but when a lady like this will go for a loser like you, then hell will freeze. So beat it and stop salivating on this beautiful creature here.' That with a little add of compulsion from Damon made the guy leave and me very happy.

"Hy there, my name is Damon but you can call me hero.' He was so full of himself but two could play that game…

"Well, Damon, I don't think I asked for your help. I had everything under control before you showed up. Thanks for ruining my fun btw…"

"You don't mean that guy, he's so… beneath you. You could do so much better…"

"Oh, someone like you perhaps?' He smirked and gave me his sexy face, waiting for his charms to do the trick on me. While his behavior did not help him, his eyes were the deepest blue and they were doing all the talking if you asked me. Although I could have lost myself in them I stood strong, determined to beat him at his own game.

"Why not? I'm not that bad looking, am I?'

"Well, no. But you could use some conduit lessons. But who am I to give you advice, right?' I smirked and went back to my drink, knowing that avoiding him will get him riled up…

"You haven't told me your name yet while I presented you with mine. That's definitely ladylike of you…" He had me there…

"That will be Khloe. Satisfied?' I downed my glass in one drink and made the bartender a sign to bring me another…and he complied of course.

"So Kloe, what are you doing so late at night in a bar full of drunken men? Aren't you afraid some might take advantage of you?' He said that with a mischievous grin and liked his lips, probably wondering how my blood tasted on his tongue. Young vampires, so transparent and full of themselves. Guess I'll have to give this one a free lesson of modesty but not here…

As if hearing my thoughts he took my hand in order to get my attention and I could see his pupils dilating while he said:

"Why don't we take this party somewhere else? You want to come with me outside…" He 'compelled' me with a hungry look thrown at my breasts and made a way to the door. I followed him with a satisfied grin; he was making this very easy for me and I didn't even have to compel him.

Outside he pushed me until my back rested on the wall and hovered over me like a predator he was. His hands started running around my body and his lips were suddenly on my neck, nuzzling it and placing butterfly kisses everywhere.

"You smell so good! Mhhm…" Even though I should feel repulsed by his demeanor I found myself getting aroused at his words. My skin burned where his lips touched it and I almost let him take me then and there. I have never been so turned on by someone so fast. Damon Salvatore was sex on a stick and I wanted him so badly…but I can't, not yet. He's not the Damon I want so I composed myself with difficulty but when I heard his face change, before his fangs could reach their target I pushed him off me, using only a bit of my strength. He flew across the parking lot and hit a tree on his way. I almost knocked him out, but soon he was on his feet again, ready to charge at me, recognition all over his features- I was a vampire- news flash, yep, an old one too.

"Who are you?"

"I could be your friend, Damon, but if you choose otherwise I could also be your worst enemy so think about it before you attack me…"

"What do you want from me?"

"Well, I'm not the one who brought us here, am I? You seemed to want to drain me but now I'm not so sure. Do you still want to taste me?" I asked him, using a seductive smile so to lure him in. He wasn't falling for it that easily now that his monster got the best in him. He probably felt threaten by me, which was totally understandable seeing how I could kill him while doing my nails at the same time. Oh this was going to be so much fun…

"Look, you are hot and I was hungry. I didn't know what you are… so can we leave it like this? "

Oh, the big bad sexy vampire didn't want to play anymore…well too bad, 'cause I did.

"How about you make it up to me by letting me crash at your place for a couple of days. You see, I'm just passing through and I need a place to stay and you're like the first person I met here so… You won't mind sharing, right?"I added a bit of compulsion to my voice to make sure the answer will be 'yes' and so it was.

"Sure. You can stay with me and my brother for as long as you wish." Of course I can, it's not like there was another choice for him. This was perfect, living with them will make things easier; I'll get to know them better and to share my knowledge build over a thousand years.

I kissed his cheek as a token of my appreciation and to my surprise, we both shivered at the impact. There was a connection between us but neither of us was ready to admit it, let alone talk about it. So we pretended nothing happened and we headed into the Salvatore Boarding house, the place that has been their home for the past 145 years.

'Stefan, darling, here I come to the rescue!'