Hey guys sorry it took so long to update this chapter, had a bunch of things going on with classes and work, but I'm still keeping up with the show and want to know more about the originals! Hope you like this one, review please!

"F..Father…" something was wrong, my father was a worthless man, but this wasn't him.

"You are no daughter of mine..." my eyes widened at the sudden pain that entered my stomach. My vision turning dark as I watched him remove the blade before slamming it once more into my chest.

I jumped, glancing from side to side before I realized where I was at, the lake house. Stefan and Elena had decided to take some time away from their vampire life and came out to the lake. I didn't mind, but I needed to watch over Elena and make sure they were safe.

Trying to get comfortable once more I leaned back against the tree, brushing the sweat off my forehead, my mind wondering back to dream only moments ago. I hadn't thought about that day in ages. Elijah had told me once that they were memories trying to talk to me, but as a vampire I should not worry about the past; to just leave the past be.

"Hmm and yet your still here…" I would retort back to him causing him to glare at me. I would have to make it up to him eventually. I sighed as I looked back at the lake.

That day… The day that I became a vampire had been over 200 years ago and yet it still haunted me to this day. I would never forget the ache he had dealt me, even after I had past out from the sheer pain. I could remember the smell of blood surrounding my body, I saw a flash of silver past in my line of blurred vision until another sharp pain entered my chest.

It wasn't just the pain my father had dealt me; it was the after math that affected me more. I wanted to forget everything that I had done that day, all the pain that I caused. Unfortunately I could never take back what had happened in the past. I could only help Elijah as he helped me.

"Hey…"

I immediately tensed as I look down to see a blonde haired man standing below me in jeans in a black sweater.

Stefan Salvatore was an attractive vampire with gorgeous green eyes and a charming demeanor that reminded me of potential suitors that I had dreamt of meeting when I was younger. When I had been human…

"Hey yourself…" I stated politely with a smile on my face, although I kept tense out of reflex. Being around other vampires made me tense automatically due to my bad history with them, but Stefan only smiled back, but his smile faltered.

"My name…" I held a finger up to my lips, although he froze at my sudden movements. His muscles tensing, preparing for what I had to say.

"I already know who you are Stefan Salvatore, and I know all about your brother Damon as well." Last night had happened so fast that introduction had not been properly introduced. This was the first time Stefan had actually wanted to speak with me directly instead of through Elena. I had yet to meet Damon, and yet I felt no need or rush to do so. Stefan raised an eyebrow at me before he gave me a cold stare.

"And I know you …" I smirked at his tone. This vampire was good with the charm.

"Elena told me you were here with Elijah…" he waited for me to reply but I didn't reply or nod in acknowledgement. It was something I had learned long ago about vampires; never give them true facts about your past.

"Can we talk…"

His question puzzled me but I only nodded as I jumped down to meet him half way. He looked discouraged and unsure of what to say. I could recall that familiar look last night

(I'm bringing sexy back) I smirked at the ringtone that I had chosen for Elijah, it had a nice ring to it.

"Yes my love..." I playfully asked walking down the streets of mystic falls, heading to meet lucka and Jonas, but I paused the moment Elijah spoke.

"Find Elena…" his voice held no emotion and yet I knew something was wrong the moment he asked me to search for Elena.

"What happened…?" he only said one word before he hung up, my teeth bared as my eyes turned red.

"Wolves…"

I had ran as fast as I could toward the lake house letting the wind whip through my hair, my cheeks cutting along the branches but soon healed without a mark of ever being cut. The moment I smelled Elena and Stefan scents along the road I could smell two musky scents drawing near. I growled at the smell of dog.

"Stefan..?" I could hear Elena's voice.

I paused as i looked to see the lake house, it reminded me of the lake house that we had visited in Seattle, but I shook my head at the thought. I heard the sounds of muffling and grunting emitting form inside the house and thought better of searching. But the smell of dog was still too strong.

"Aaahhh…!" I bolted for the door and shoved it open but I was immediately held back by the barrier. Stupid vampire rules!

"Elena!" I yelled, but paused as I watched a tall man move forward with Elena in his clutches. His hand wrapped around her throat while he held her in place against his form. He growled at me, but I could feel my vampire half wanting to take over. I bared my fangs growling at the wolf.

"Let her go…" biting the urge to call him pup. This wolf was clearly the leader of the pack, but he only looked to be late 20's. I smirked realizing I could easily take this mongrel on.

Elena gasped in pain as his holds tighten. She couldn't die yet, Elijah would be furious and then all hell would break loose.

"Give me the moon stone…" he stated, tightening his grip ever so slowly. Elena looked helpless as she tried to pry his hands from her throat, but she wasn't strong enough. "Or I'll kill her where she stands…."

I wanted to laugh at this mongrel if he thought his little threat would work, this wolf had no idea what I had done before this life time. I looked back to Elena as she looked at me. For a long moment everything was silent until Elena eyes slightly widen as if suddenly realizing what she could do.

My stance became more deadly as I pushed myself against the barrier my teeth completely bared now, my eyes full of anger, and the need to hunt down a wolf.

Elena looked from him to me. "Come in syl…!" Elena never finished that sentence for the wolf flung her body to the floor and moved to attack her, but it was too late, I was invited in.

With quick speed I reached for the wolf, gripping the back of his jack before throwing all his weight outside on the front porch. He growled in pain as he landed on the dirt floor. I moved slowly toward him, my hands in my pocket.

"You really shouldn't have gotten involved mutt, you should have left quietly." I watched as he reached for something in his back pocket, but I flew at him gripping him by the forearm and holding it behind his back.

"Aahh" he growled in pain until he released the vervain in his hand. This was it, I could feel the part of me that had once been human disappear. I was no longer that human anymore, I was the vampire. The way I had been after I had been turned. The creature Elijah had helped me spent years controlling before I could control her myself. I could feel my true vampire take over.

"No don't!" I could hear her voice in the background but I did not respond as I gripped each side of the wolves head, feeling the dread and fear from him enter my fingertip. It was over the moment I took control of the playing field as I snapped his neck, watching his body go limp in front of me. Death was something I had accepted long ago, it was something I now lived by. It was a natural part of my existence.

"Elena…" I turned to see Stefan run toward her wrapping his arms securely around her waist. It was a tender moment between the two as he turned with Elena still wrapped in his arms. His eyes watching me curiously as I stood there, with a wolf dead at my feet.

We walked for a time without speaking a word to the other. But at least the tension had past for a time as we walked side by side. Although I needed to know what he was thinking about.

"Well Stefan you didn't call me down to just have a lovely walk in the woods now…" I teased stopping so that we now faced each other, the air now tense once more. Stefan glanced back at the lake house for a moment before he spoke.

"Elena needs to be protected…"

"I'm aware of that Stefan…" I growled, sudden getting a flashback of Elijah saying the same words to me, except Elijah was shirtless when he said that.

"That also means from Elijah …." I twitched at those words, but I nodded that I had heard him. He moved to fold his arms over his chest.

"Elena trusts you, I don't know why…" I rolled my eyes, looking past him toward the lake house. I already knew that question as well, but it was too early to tell him the truth.

"Did you know Elena is planning to sacrifice herself to Klaus…" he watched me carefully to see what my reaction would be. He asked once more this time with anger biting behind each word.

"Sylara, Elijah is planning to sacrifice Elena to Klaus..."

"I know Stefan…" I stated softly, I wasn't happy that I knew that particular detail of the curse, but there was a lot about the curse that not even Stefan knew, but it wasn't my place to speak.

"Elena is the doppelganger, the moment Klaus breaks the curse is the moment Elijah plans to deal with him…"

"How could you do this too her!" he yelled at me, but I only stood there and let him take his anger out. He had every right to be angry "she has her whole life ahead of her, this fight isn't her fight."

"I'm sorry Stefan.."

"There has to be another way…" he growled his fangs started to poke through his parted lips. "She shouldn't have to die for your cause…"

"She is the dopple ganger Stefan, Klaus will come for her either way…" I stated growling at the name that left my lips.

"No!" he moved closure to me, but I quickly grabbed him before he reached me throwing all his weight to the ground my body straddling his waist. He moved to grab at me once more but I grabbed his wrist and held them above his head.

"Stefan control yourself." I demanded, feeling his body relax under me. It was then that I looked down at him. It was obvious that he loved Elena, but it wasn't going to change anything now. Klaus would come for Elena one way or another, even I knew the pain of that.

"Keep her safe Stefan, live as normal as you possibly can.." I sat up still watching him carefully. "Live now, before her time is up …" I moved off of him. Stefan stood up quickly pausing to see my next move, but when I did not move he walked past me, his hands in his pocket.

"It sucks doesn't it.." he looked back at me confused but I only sighed as I looked out toward the lake.

"When you die your emotions are heightened to the extreme, you can neither control them or make them go away without losing a piece of yourself in the process." I looked back at him. "Your love for Elena is strong Stefan, but we all live and die, it's the pain of being human, but it is also painful when you become a creature that defines everything that you never wanted to become."

I could remember bits of peaces of what happened after I became a vampire, a shiver ran down my spine about the memory. A painful memory that I dared not want to remember, but after the argument of last night I knew Elena might need a little girl time.

"May I.." I glanced toward the house, then back at Stefan. At first he looked like he was about to say no, but soon he nodded.

A moment later I found myself standing at the front door, while Stefan headed toward the docks to hopefully cool down a little while I spoke to Elena. I think Stefan was hoping I would change her mind, but even I couldn't stop what was about to happen to her.

I knocked politely on the door hearing only soft steps moving toward it before it opened to reveal the brunette before me.

"Good morning Elena…" Elena wore black pants with a dark green sweater that matched her charming demeanor at the moment. Even though she gave me a smile, I could feel the danger radiating from her. I sighed to myself, damn vampires and their ability to make you angry.

"You okay…?" I asked, already knowing the answer.

"I guess as okay as I'll ever be.." she stated folding her arms over her chest letting her back lean up against the door frame. I smiled back before moving to lean against one of the poles frames. I did not ask to enter the house which slightly caught Elena off guard.

"Forgive me for frightening you again…" I placed my hands in my pocket. " But he was a werewolf about to kill you…I could not let him live after that."

Elena looked slightly confused but soon her lips tightened her eyes cast down before turning up at me once more.

"You seemed to change somehow…" I already knew of what she was talking about, but I nodded in agreement. I stood up and moved toward the door. Elena took a step back, but I did not pay attention.

"I'm sure you are aware of what happens when you are turned into a vampire Elena…" even Stefan must have explained this part. "When you become a vampire there are two parts of you that you can choose to control."

Elena nodded so I continued. "When you become a vampire there is a part of you that is sad…angry, frustrated, lustful…all these different emotions that you had before you died." I moved my hands around me as I spoke. "But for some reason they're stronger than before, heightened to a different level." I glanced out towards the woods." And then there's another part, a very dark part"

"He would have ended your life, and I couldn't have that" I looked back up at Elena taking note that her eyes watched me completely. She wanted to listen but was unsure of where this was going. "May I come in Elena.."

This time I asked, and this time she invited me in. closing the door behind me I moved to sit on the couch while Elena sat on another chair next to me.

"Don't be to angry with Stefan, he only wants what's best for you…" I stated, both of us glancing back to see a lone figure walking back and forth on the small peer. Elena turned around once more to face me.

"I don't want anyone else to get hurt…I just wish he would understand that.."

I laughed catching her attention.

"Sometimes it's a good thing to have a vampire as a body guard…" I leaned back, letting my gaze move to the ceiling. "Because you'll always need someone….to protect you.." I looked at her. "From you…"

Back then life was complicated, yes. But with Elijah at my side, I was not afraid of anything anymore, not even my father could touch me ever again. Yet somehow I had ended up becoming the one thing that was protecting me, the one thing I dreaded becoming.

"You'd be surprise how similar they actually are.." I hadn't meant to say those words aloud but too late.

"How do you mean…" she questioned. I knew if I didn't answer she would eventually drop the question, but a part of me wanted to reveal this part about my past, something that only Elijah had been a part of. It was wishful thinking that another person would understand, but maybe a little of my story would make her understand why Stefan wanted her to live.

"When I was human Elena, you would have thought I was the most luckiest girl in the world, with a father who was rich and a mother who was the most wanted woman of her time" I sighed at that. "Well she liked to think she was."

Elena laughed at my words which made me smile before I continued, the bad memories filling my thoughts. I rose to my feet and laced my finger in my shirt.

"But it wasn't until I returned home those late evenings…" I pulled slowly on my shirt my back facing Elena to let her see the scars on my back. I could hear her breath hitch ever so slightly " that my father would return home and whip me night after night.."

I had only allowed Elijah to see my scars, and no other until now the scars had been there long before I met Elijah, even after my turning the scars would forever remain.

I pushed my shirt back down before I returned to sitting on the couch, my eyes closed as I waited for her to speak.

"Your father beat you….but didn't Elijah.." I stopper her there

"Elijah was not a part of my life then Elena." I looked at her feeling a sudden weight beginning to lift.

"My father was a kind hearted man at best, but when it came down to me, it seemed it was just pure hatred." That part was something that I hadn't realized until I learned the truth behind my father's hatred for me, but Elena didn't need to know that particular part just yet. I looked back at her.

"There is something that I share more with Stefan and Damon then I thought I did." Elena turned back toward the window her eyes watching Stefan very closely.

"We were all killed by the hands of our fathers." I stated, my teeth digging deeply into my lip. Elena immediately turned to me, but I didn't dare look at her as I stood up, my body becoming more rigged as I talked more about my past.

"Your father killed you…." I only nodded to her response.

"After I died Elena, something happened to me, I changed.." I turned to face her then moved toward the window "into something I never thought I could become…."

My eyes turned a slight red, but then back to normal as I began to remember what happened that night.

My body ached all over as if I had been slammed with a hammer or even a car, I don't know. I can't even remember what I was about to do a moment ago. My mind was fuzzy and my throat was beginning to burn. But my thoughts lingered somewhere else. All I could see was the face of my father as he plunged the blade deep into my corset, blood splattering across the walls, across his grey beard. I had never seen such a sight, but now that I recalled it, it was fuzzy, hazy.

"Where…"I found myself standing in front of my house the lights still pouring out of the windows. I do not recalling how I got there in the first place, only remembering standing in Elijah's home before suddenly appearing here. I flinched at the bright colors of the light, lifting my hand up to shadow me, before I glanced inside the window. My sister flirted playfully with young gentlemen, while my mother poured tea.

"oh darling, you have returned home…?" it wasn't until my father entered the room, did I feel a fury so strong that I found myself instantly standing in the door way to the living room, directly behind my father.

"Hello father…" all I could remember was the pain, but also the way he had looked down at me. His eyes had been crazed and angry.

He turned immediately to me but gasped falling onto his back, while my sister and mother stood like statues their eyes wide and their skin pale, except for the tall gentlemen who looked confused.

"h..how… I killed…" I glared down at my father, watching as he tried to crawl away from me, but the moment my eyes shifted slightly he became perfectly still.

"forgive me, for living one particular thing out about my lover…" I growled. I could feel something poke out between my lips as I glared down at my father.

My sister gasped holding her hand to her mouth while my mother moved to comfort her. It was then that the gentlemen moved toward me pulling out a long blade from its sheath.

"back away demon!" he yelled moving to thrust the blade into my chest, but with quick movements he now laid on his back my body straddling his waist.

"Sylara!" my hands laced around the man's throat while I turned to look at my family, my mother, sister, and father, my throat beginning to burn once more. The thing inside me growling for release, for blood. I only laughed my teeth bared before I responded.

"don't worry, you'll just have to wait your turn.." then I turned to the gentlemen before me, with a quick lick of my lips I plunge my fangs deep into his throat, the taste of fear thrilled my body, making me ache for more blood.

I flinched at the memory; Elena had apparently taken notice as she leaned on her elbows, listening to me carefully.

"my father may have killed me, but what he hadn't been aware of was that Elijah was a vampire, and that I had fed on his blood…"

I could tell the subject of drinking vampire blood made Elena uncomfortable, but I knew she had drunk Stefan's blood before. I look down once more.

"I don't know what happened after my death Elena, all I remember is standing in front of my home with a thirst like no other…."

I flinched as I remembered what had happened after that. I didn't want Elena to know what I had done to them, but she needed to learn to believe in Stefan just as I had to believe In my vampire.

"What happened…" she questioned. I shook my head, watching as Stefan moved to the door.

"I don't remember…all I remember is Elijah" I moved from the back door to grab my phone from the coffee table. "He has kept me alive for a long time Elena, and has taught me many things on how to survive this world." Then I turned to face Elena. I could see in her eyes that a part of her knew what I was about to say. I smiled.

"we have all done things that we wish we had never done, things that not even you can even imagine." I glanced down at the gilbert journal she had been reading. "things that we can never take back, but trust him Elena…as I trust my own vampire..."

I moved to the door, before laughing to myself. "besides even though they get us into the mess in the first place, they certainly know how to make everything all right in the end."

Elijah POV 1970

I had returned home from my encounter with Klaus only to find blood lingering through the house, but I dared had not entered for the blood trail led me directly to another house, sylaras.

I paused outside for a long time, no sounds emitted from inside, except one. Taking a deep breath I could smell the blood that came from the house, making my throat burn. With quick speed I found myself standing in the living room. My eyes widening at the scene before me, blood splattered all over the walls while the rugs were soaked in it. The scene made me remember Klaus and how he left everything, but it wasn't Klaus leaning over the bodies, it was a woman.

Carefully I moved closure examining the scene before me. A young woman with bright blonde hair now lay on the floor with her arms to her side while an older gentleman lay next to her. Both their throats were torn and shredded, but he could see the bruising beforehand. Their deaths had been quick. I moved over to an older woman with blonde hair that had her crushed and ripped, even her throat had been brutally ripped opened.

then I looked over at the figure before me, she lingered over one more body. I could hear her teeth dig deeply into her victim's neck, tarring at flesh , draining the blood. The woman who I had met only a short time ago now kneeled before me in a pool of blood with bodies lingering around her. Every day I would see only happiness lingering in her eyes as she desperately tried to sooth me. I could not change who I had become, but she dared try. I could no longer hear her once fluttering heart beat or smell the sun from her skin as it remained pale before my gaze. ("Would she still be the same"" crossed my thoughts

"sylara…" immediately she turned to me, her eyes red while her teeth bared at me. it was something that many would find disturbing, but I was transfixed by the creature before me. blood soaked into her hair while it drenched in her clothing, and yet I found myself moving towards her. Sylara immediately stood; her gaze confused and unsure.

"Ell…Elijah.." she moved so fast that she now stood before me, tears beginning to stain her worn cheeks. Apart of me that had grown to care for this woman had not wanted this for her, had not wanted her to suffer. I glanced down to see the torn opening of her corset making me growl. I didn't have to question her to know what had occurred in my absence. Unlike before Katerina had made the choice in becoming a vampire while sylara had not asked or wanted to become one of them.

"what's…what's happening to m…" but I didn't let her finish as I claimed her mouth with mine not being able to resist the urge to taste the blood from her own lips.

I could smell her father's scent in my home and now smelled his blood along with her family blood I lapsed up the blood, our tongues brushing roughly against the other, to taste the blood. Her hands moved to wrap around my neck while my free hand cupped her cheek. I could feel her fangs cut my lips as she tried to kiss me, she was still getting use to her baby fangs, and it amused me still. I pulled away letting her arms wrap around my waist, while my eyes searched the room.

"you need to feed.." I growled…

"I fed.." she whimpered, not wanting to look at the sight before her. "I fed on…on them..how could I"

I looked back down at her father. She had brutally tortured him. His neck ripped apart, but his body looked disheveled as if an animal had torn him to pieces. But I felt no sympathy for the man who had killed his own daughter, turning her into the one thing she ever wanted to become.

"no you need something, stronger…" I unbuttoned my collar to reveal my jugular to her eyes. I could see the thirst still lingering in her gaze. She did not know how to feed properly so I would have to teach her. "Forgive me sylara…" I stated letting my free hand trace smooth patterns along her back.

"am I a...vampire.." she questioned her eyes never leaving mine as I bared her neck to me. I had not wanted this life for her, but now that she was a vampire I would teach her how to control her thirst. I let me lips trail along her throat allowing her to copy my actions along my neck.

"yes…" I bit down, but I dared not break skin. She was still too weak from the turning.

"drink…" I muttered Flinching at the feeling of her fangs dig deeply into my neck. She would be weak for a time, but as the corpse of her father laid before me I knew she had something else deep inside her that was meant to come out, a fire that burned deep. She sucked softly at my blood her hands gripping me tightly.

It was then that something that caught my attention. Her father had been compelled to stay away from sylara and yet he had brutally murdered her in one night. I caught the scent of something familiar. It was strange but I immediately recognized the scent.

"Klaus..."

this was orginaly 17 pages, just means i have next chapter almost done, just gotta editted it. Hahaha hoped you all liked this chapter, wanted you guys to more understand what happened after she became a vampire and why she hates Klaus, but then you have to wonder what her connection to Elena and katerina..is oo guess you won't find out till next time lol…please review