I woke up to what might have been the most excruciating headache I had ever experienced. Snuggling my face into the pillow I was laying on, I froze. I remembered passing out near Ethan Salvatore's headstone, so I was confused to where I was now.

Creaking my eyes open to check happened to be a horrible mistake. My eyes felt as though they were trying to pop out of my head, and the light that shone through a window felt like knives piercing them. In pain, I made a whining noise and turned over. As I slowly creaked my eyes open, I saw that it wasn't too bright. I blinked a few times to get them as moist as possible. Finally, I began to look around the room and recognized it as Stefan's. I sat up in confusion, and when I looked towards the door, I saw him leaning against it.

Seeing that I was awake, Stefan spoke up. "I found you at the cemetery, so I brought you here."

"Thank you." I cringed a bit with how dry my mouth felt.

"There's water on the table besides you. Some pills for your headache too." Stefan nodded towards the table on my left, then hesitatingly stepped closer. "Listen, I know I've been a giant ass to you since you've known me so far, but I do care for you. I watched over you over the years to make sure you were safe. I am sorry for everything, though."

I quickly drank the water with the pills. "Why were you so determined to keep me safe?"

He sighed. "Because you're family. Not to mention, I made a promise to your father."

I paused as I bit my lip in thought. Finally, I blurted out, "What were they like? My parents, I mean."

"Your mother was one of the most stubborn woman I have met. Not too far off from you, actually. You look like her, except the hair. She was also kind and trusting as well. Your father, however, was a sarcastic little shit. He was always the joker and was always getting himself into trouble. Of course, you seem to have those traits as well considering all of the vampires you've surrounded yourself by." He had a small smile on his face and seemed to be off in thought.

"Do you have any pictures of them together? The only picture I have is of my father and Zach." I looked at him with hope.

"Wait one moment."He quickly left the room.

When he came back, he had a photo album in his hands. "Your mom never finished it, but she was putting this together while she was pregnant with you."

I take the photo album as he offers is to me, and trace my hands over the cover. Glancing through the contents, I saw that it was almost like a timeline. It started with a picture that was labeled 'First Date!'. I stared at my mom to soak her appearance in. She had coppery looking curls and light brown eyes that were identical to mine. Smiling, I turned the pages and saw that the album went on for a few more milestones until I stopped at a picture that was labeled 'Wedding Day!'. They looked so happy. I went on to see more pictures, laughing at a few of them even, when I saw that the album stopped with a picture of an ultrasound indicating my gender labeled 'Our beloved Evangeline 3'.

After closing the album, I remembered what I found on my father's mother. I looked up and saw Stefan was still in the room, luckily. "Hey, uh, was my dad, well… was my dad human?"

He walked over to me and sat beside me. "Why do you ask that?"

"Well, Kol and I were looking through documents on everything, but we couldn't find anything on his mother except for her name." I moved myself, so I facing him.

"Ethan's mother was different from Zach's, and he didn't really talk about her too often, so I can't exactly say. There was talk about her being delusional, however."He furrowed his eyebrows in thought."What else did you find?"

"Well I found out that Bonnie is my second cousin from my mother's side. Her father was Anthony Bennett, who was Sheila Bennett's brother. From what I understand, Sheila was Bonnie's grandmother. Also, my mother's mother is from an old witch family from New Orleans as well." I smiled at the thought of having more family members than only Stefan and Damon.

He began to look constipated with confusion. "So, you're a witch then? But you were able to be compelled."

I shrugged. "Kol seems to think it's a possibility, but something about it seems wrong. Also, Esther actually mentioned something about a curse placed on me that had a side effect of me being able to be compelled."

With that, Stefan got up and started to walk away."I'll try to help you in any way that I can. I promise. Although, I do need to leave now." He paused in the doorway and turns around before he's fully out the door, though. "You can stay for as long as you need to, by the way. Feel free to use the shower too. I bought some fresh clothes for you that should be in there. Elena picked them out."

"Alright. Thank you again, Stefan." I gave him a small smile.

With a nod, he left the room, closing the door behind him. After he left, I walked into the bathroom and saw a pile of neatly folded clothes laying on the toilet seat. I saw that it was a simple pair of skinny jeans and v-neck shirt. Underneath it, I found a simple underwear set as well. Everything was my size, apparently.

I picked up the bra and stared incredulously at it. "Slightly awkward, but okay."

Placing it back down, I turn on the water to let it heat up. Taking off my shirt, I did a double take as I glanced towards the mirror. To my horror, and possible future embarrassment, I saw multiple marks of large bruise-like hickies scattered on my chest. I thought back to the day before and remembered Kol's smirk. Groaning in slight annoyance, I stepped into the shower.

Once I got out and was dressed, I looked back into the mirror to see that the shirt completely showed the marks on my chest. I quickly dried my hair before putting on my jacket from the bed and zipping it up to cover my chest. As I waited for my hair to fully dry, I decided to call Rebekah.

"Where the hell have you been?!" Rebekah's voice was shrill as she answered.

"Well, I was a little busy being kidnapped by my history teacher who is now some psychopathic vampire who hates vampires." I pursed my lips. "Unless you're talking about after I was let go, then I ended up passed out drunk at the cemetery where Stefan found me."

There was a short silence before she spoke again. "Nik didn't tell me that Alaric had you."

I rolled my eyes. "Yeah, well he probably assumed I was killed after he grabbed Elena and whisked her away."

"I would yell at Nik for that, but he's currently desiccated and in the hands of Damon Salvatore." She sounded angry.

I was both confused and shocked. "Uhh, what the hell did I miss?"

"The Bennett wench was supposed to desiccate the history teacher. Instead she dessicated Nik. Damon, being Damon, decided to kidnap my brother to use as leverage to get my family to leave town." She paused. "Elijah has agreed to their terms. Once we have the body, we have to leave."

"Wait, but you can't leave! This is your home as much as it is theirs!" I became angry.

Rebekah sighed. "Unfortunately, there's not much we can do with Nik desiccated and a modified original vampire chasing us with an indestructible white oak stake. We have no way to kill him."

I bit my lip before I remembered what Elena figured out at the school. "That's it!"

"What?" Rebekah sounded confused.

"Elena!" I began pacing. "Mr. Saltzman's life is tied to Elena's!"

"We can't just kill the bloody doppleganger Eva." She huffed out.

I rolled my eyes. "I'm not saying to full on kill her. I mean, there must be some spell to make sure she comes back, right? Or you could just change her into a vampire."

"That's… not a bad idea." She paused. "I'm going to bring it up with Elijah. I'll tell you what is decided later."

"Okay, bye." After I hung up the phone, I gathered my things and left.

As soon as I walked into my house, I knew something was wrong. It's as though I could feel it in the air. I understood why once I walked into the living room and saw my mother standing near the windows.

She crossed her arms and glared at me. "Where have you been?"

I tensed. "Why does it matter to you? You tried to kill me!"

"I didn't try to kill you!" She took a step towards me, which made me step back.

I scoffed at that."Right, because that's so believable when you used magic on me that made me feel as though I was having a drug overdose."

Her fist came down on the table next to her."Damn it, Eva, I was trying to protect you!"

"Protect me? How the hell is attacking me, protecting me?!" I walked closer to her in anger.

"I was trying to get you away from vampires! Being around them will get you killed. You are the last of your kind, Evangeline! You would have been better off not remembering this idiotic move anyway." It sounded almost as though she was pleading with me.

"You're not the one who gets to make those decisions! I chose to befriend vampires, and my memories are not yours to erase!" I was practically yelling now, but then I paused. "Wait, what do you mean by the last of my kind?"

She gently placed her hands on the sides of my face."I'll tell you what: leave Mystic Falls with me, and I'll tell you everything. No vampires, no werewolves, no witches, no hybrids, and certainly no originals."

I thought about what she was offering me. I was torn. I wanted to know everything, but did I really want to leave everything, and everyone, behind? Thinking of Rebekah, and even Kol, I knew that I couldn't.

I stepped away from her. "No."

She became still. "... What?"

I moved back a bit more. "I'll find out everything on my own. I don't need you."

"I'm your mother. You have no choice. I just thought it would be easier with your cooperation." It almost sounded as though she pleading.

"You're not my mother. Mother's don't do things like this!" I felt like crying as I said this.

She picked up a glass vase and threw it to the ground between us, which caused me to slightly jump. "I raised you! I want what's best for you, and what's best for you was to forget everything. Now it just seems as though it's too late for you."

I felt a sense of dread. "What the hell is that supposed to mean?"

Instead of answering, she raised her hands and began to chant. Almost as soon as she started, I felt an intense tightening in my chest which caused me to cry out in pain. Slowly, the pain became more and more intense as it traveled to the rest of my body. I fell to my knees and barely registered the pain of glass cutting into my skin or even the tears that freely ran down my cheeks. Looking up at up, I felt a surge of anger run through me as I saw no remorse or sorrow on her face. Then, all of a sudden, the pain stopped. All that was left was a dull ache and the feeling of a rush. A short second after, my mother began to gasp for breath. She stumbled backwards and used the table next to her as support. Still focusing on her, I stood up in growing anger. By the time I was standing, blood began to flow in streams out of her ears, eyes, and mouth. Finally, she dropped down to the ground.

I had no time to register what had just happened as the anger left me, for a burning pain began to spread throughout my body. Again, a scream escapes me. What feels like an eternity after, the pain intensifies as I feel something burst from my body in a ripping sensation, causing me to continuously scream louder and louder. As this happens, I fell to the ground again, only this time I fell fully. Shards of glass cut into the whole front side of my body, adding to the pain I was already experiencing. Finally, moments late, everything stops. All I'm left with is the stinging pain of the numerous cuts caused by the glass and the aches in all of my muscles. Lying still, I tried to comprehend all that has just happened.

With a jolt, I pushed myself into a seated position with a wince and took out my phone to call Rebekah as I began to panic.

Luckily, she answered pretty quickly. "Hello?"

Tears streamed down my face again. "Rebekah, I don't know what happened! Oh my gosh, she just started bleeding, and then there was all this pain. And now she's dead, and I have no idea what I'm going to do!"

She yelled to grab my attention. "Evangeline! Calm down. Where are you?"

"At my house." I looked at my mother's body that was in front of me.

"Okay, now, tell me what happened. Don't leave anything out."

"My mother was here when I got here. We got into an argument, then she started doing something to me. Some type of spell. It felt like she was tearing my insides up. Then something in me just snapped or clicked, or something. That's when blood just started pouring out of her from everywhere: her mouth, her ears, her eyes. She ended up dying. Then after everything stopped, there was this intense pain. It felt like I was being electrocuted or something. It just barely stopped when I called you. Rebekah, I don't know what to do." I ran my hand through my hair in distress.

Rebekah muttered something softly before speaking up. "Stay right where you are, okay? I'm going to come over."

"Okay, okay." Right after I said this, she hung up.

I sat in the same spot while staring at the body and began to cry silently. After a few moments, Rebekah arrived with Kol.

She kneeled in front of me. "How the hell did this happen, again?"

I moved my gaze towards her when she placed her hand on my cheek. "She was trying to kill me."

"Why?" I jumped slightly when I heard Kol speak from beside me, not noticing that he had moved.

I bit my lip."She said that I was beyond saving. I was too intertwined with vampires."

"So, how did things end up like this?" He motioned to the body, which caused me to look at it again.

I looked towards Kol. "Something inside me just… snapped. There was this rush of energy that I couldn't control. I was angry and desperate, so it killed her. Then, after that, all I felt was this burning pain."

"It must have been the curse my mother mentioned. It must have kept whatever you are at bay and made you appear as human as possible. Your emotions, your power, must have shattered it from the inside." He picked me up as he was talking and placed me on a couch.

Rebekah spoke up. "How do we know for sure?"

My eyes widened as a thought came to me. "Try to compel me. Your mother said the curse made compulsion work on me, so if it really did break, then I can't be compelled."

Rebekah seemed to be in thought before she stared into my eyes. "You are going to start cleaning your whole kitchen."

"Really? You tell me to clean? You have the power to make anyone do anything you want, and you choose that?" I took off my jack as I noticed all of the rips and blood all over it.

She pouted. "I didn't know what else to have you do! Not that it made a difference anyway since it didn't work."

Kol sighed loudly. "Enough with your squabbling. We need to start taking care of everything."

Rebekah checked her phone. "You'll have to take care of it. I have to go get Nik's desiccated body."

I looked between them as I realized what that meant. "Wait, so you really took their terms then? You're all leaving?"

"It seems so, darling." I frowned as Kol answered me.

Rebekah then got up to leave but paused when she glanced at my chest."Who the bloody hell gave you those?"

I blinked as I looked to see what she was talking about and saw the marks Kol had left on me the day before. I couldn't stop the blush that reached my cheeks as I look towards Kol and saw him looked between the both of us in disbelief, shook her head, then just left while muttering to herself. Whatever she said caused Kol to chuckle.

After a few moments, Kol sat next to me. "Now that we're alone, I am extremely curious to hear why you smell like both alcohol and the slightly less annoying Salvatore brother."

I shifted myself to face him with a small wince."Well, after getting kidnapped and almost killed yesterday, I decided I needed a drink. I ended up passing out from too much at the cemetery. Stefan found me."

"And that's all?" He leaned back.

I slightly tilted my head. "Yeah, what else would there be."

"Just curious, darling." He leaned in and softly kissed me.

I looked at him in amusement when we pulled away from each other. "You do know Stefan and I are related, right?"

He went to say something but paused as he searched his memory. "It may have escaped my memory."

I smiled knowingly."Okay."

"I suggest you go elsewhere for a few moments now as I still need to get rid of any evidence of your mother's death." I frowned as The thought of what happened came back to the front of my mind.

"Alright." I bit my lip before leaning in and stealing a quick kiss before I walked as quickly as I could upstairs to avoid what happened as much as I could.

When I got to the top, I hesitated before walking into my mother's room. Looking around at everything, I began to wonder how could the woman who raised and cared for me be the same person that tried to wipe my memory and even kill me. Thinking about this made my anger return, so I turned around to leave the room before it got worse. Before I left though, a symbol on her closet door caught my eye. Walking up to it in order to inspect it more closely, I saw that it was painted in either red paint or blood. It was pretty small with circular shapes with unknown markings tied into it. I was going to just leave it be, when my curiosity got the better of me, and I opened the door without touching the symbol. I skipped over the closed as I looked at everything inside until my gaze fell upon an aged looking thick envelope lying on top of three very thick and old books.

Biting my lip in thought, I grabbed the books and envelope and took them to my room. Placing them on my bed, I looked into one my closet and grabbed a messenger bag that I haven't used in a while. After dusting it out, I placed everything inside of it, zipped it up, and placed it under my bed. Right after, I hear police sirens coming from outside which makes me go back downstairs.

When I reached the bottom step, Kol quickly took me back where everything happened. There, I saw that my mother's body was gone, as was her blood, but the glass along with my own blood was not. Kol broke my trance by sitting me on the couch again.

My gaze was still on the spot where my mother's body was, when Kol turned my head. "Are you alright, darling?"

I opened my mouth to answer him but closed it as I thought about it. "I… don't know."

At my answer, something seemed to flash through his eyes, but I wasn't able to think much about it as a policeman came into the room.

"Kol Mikaelson, right?" Kol nodded his head to him. "Were you here when everything happened?"

"No." Kol came to sit by me again.

The officer moved until he was standing in front of us. "Then, who was?"

I spoke up. "That would be me."

"And who are you?"

"Evangeline Emerson." I bit my lip out of nerves.

"The one who was attacked, correct?" I nodded. "And the attacker?"

I looked over at the spot again. "My mother."

"What was your mother's name?" The officer sounded impatient.

I looked back at him."Chloe Emerson."

"Okay, now can you tell me what happened?" He looked at me expectantly.

"Oh, enough of this."Kol got up and grabbed the officer by the back of his neck, forcing him to look into his eyes."Her mother tried to kill her, but she was able to fight her off. Her mother eventually fled when she heard me at the door and Eva had pull a knife on her in self defense. We have no idea where she is now."

In a trance, the officer nodded and walked away from us. Almost right after, a woman in a sheriff uniform walked up to us.

"Hi, I'm Sheriff Forbes." She gave me a small smile. "Now, you wanna tell me what really happened? I would like to know the truth, and there's no point in trying to compel me since I'm on vervain."

I bit my lip in hesitation and looked at Kol but turned back to her."She was trying to kill me with magic, but somehow I unlocked some of my own, and it acted in defence."

"Wait, you mean you killed her?"I hesitated again before nodding. "Alright, well, you don't have to answer anymore questions, but you do have to go to the hospital. After a while I'll come with some papers to figure out some legal issues with everything, okay?"

"Okay." I gave a soft sigh in relief.

"Good."She then looked at Kol. "It would be best for you to take her since it wouldn't be good idea for her to drive or even walk there."As soon as she finished, she walked away.

At the hospital, Kol stayed with me as I got checked by the nurses. The whole process took about an hour since they wanted to make sure everything was working properly. Even after that, I had to wait another fifteen minutes before a doctor finally came in. Unfortunately, it was the same woman who was with Mr. Saltzman when they daggered Kol at the Grill.

"Hi, I'm Dr. Fell." She hesitated, glancing at Kol, before fulling walking into the room. "There's nothing serious. You have some bruising, small cuts on various areas of your body, and what seems to be muscle strain. You aren't in need of any medicine except for antibiotics for your cuts, but I do recommend for you to talk to someone about what happened to you."

I shook my head. "That won't be necessary. I'm fine."

She stared at me for a few moments. "Well, if you're so sure. Now, I would like to keep you for a bit longer to run some more tests for extra precautions if that's alright with you."

I nodded. "That's fine."

"Good, now, I'll be right back, but before I do go, I would like to ask you about those marks on your chest." She motioned towards my chest.

I blushed slightly. "There's no need for that. They weren't from what happened."

She stared at me again before looking at Kol who looked smug. "I see. Well, I'll return shortly."With that, she walked out.

After a few moments, Kol spoke up. "So, what are you going to do now?"

"What do you mean?" I looked up at him.

He came closer to me and started wiping the blood off of my face with a wet napkin. "Your mother's gone, and my family is fleeing town, so what are you going to do? Are you going to go back to where you grew up or stay here?"

I frowned as I thought about it. "... I don't know, I guess. I could stay here to finish school. I could go back, but it wouldn't feel right. I could also go and check out New Orleans since I apparently have a family there."

"You'll love New Orleans, darling." He was grinning now.

I watched as he threw away the blood filled napkin. "You've been there, I'm assuming?"

He walked back over to me. "It's where I was daggered last. The witches of the French Quarter were quite fond of me in those times."

"Why were you daggered? If you don't mind me asking." I bit my lip.

"Rebekah couldn't keep help but tell Nik that I was plotting behind his back."My eyes widened in shock. "I was planning to create a dagger that would work on him. It was supposed to be a weapon to protect myself from becoming daggered again. Unfortunately, I was never able to finish since not only was I daggered, but the witches that were working with me were locked inside of a house with no ways of escaping."

Before I could respond to him, Rebekah came barging into the hospital room, crying."He's gone. Nik is dead."

Kol's eyes widened. "You're lying."

"I saw it myself, Kol! I was getting his body from Damon when the history teacher came from nowhere and daggered him. His body burst into flames." She flung herself into my arms as Kol left angrily.

As Rebekah held onto me, I couldn't process the fact that Klaus was dead. It seemed to be almost impossible. I was completely shocked at the turn of events.I was pulled from these thoughts when Rebekah pulled away from me and sped away.

Not long after, Dr. Fell finally came back to do a few extra tests, but I don't really pay her any mind as exhaustion hit me. When she finally left, I laid back, then everything went black.

My eyes open, and I hear people walking around and making soft noises. I blinked in confusion as I sat up and saw that the noises were coming from some nurses gathering a few things. I looked around and saw Dr. Fell writing some things down.

When she looked up, she spoke. "Oh, good, you're awake."

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to fall asleep." I rubbed my eyes.

She stood up. "It's alright. Though, Sheriff Forbes is here for you. She's came about ten minutes ago. I'll let her in now. You're free to go whenever you have everything together."

"Thanks." After I said this, she left, and Sheriff Forbes came in immediately after.

"Hello, again." She smiled at me. "So, the first thing we found was that your mother had no will written. Because of this, and the fact that you are the only living family member she seemed to have, adopted or not, all accounts and assets now belong to you. However, since you are not eighteen yet, you can choose to either be legally emancipated, or you could be put under someone's temporary care. Normally, you would be given free reigns to choose, however, given your unique circumstance, I believe emancipation wouldn't be allowed by the court."

I frowned. "What would you recommend I do, then?"

"Well, seeing due to your circumstance, I suggest you choose to be placed in someone's care who knows about the supernatural. You shouldn't be alone considering how much you know and what you're able to do, also what you just went through is quite a traumatic event. The only issue is who will do this. Normally, it would be a family member, but seeing as none of your adopted family members are still living, that is an issue." She smiled sadly at me.

"And that's where I come in." I jumped slightly in surprise as Damon came into the room.

Sheriff Forbes was surprised as well. "Damon?"

"Oh, did I forget to mention that I have a long lost and very distant niece?" He fakes a thoughtful look.

"Wait, what?" She looked back and forth between the both of us with her eyebrows raised.

I decided to explain it to her. "When I went looking for my biological parents, I found out my father was Ethan Salvatore."

"You mean Zach's brother had a kid?" She seemed to be in disbelief.

He shrugged. "Apparently. Stefan even kept tabs on her and everything."

"Anyway, I'll just go get the paperwork for you both to sign then."She left.

When she left, I looked at Damon in my own confusion. "Why are you doing this?"

He rolled his eyes at me. "Don't go looking deep into this. I'm only doing this so Stefan doesn't nag me if he found out I just left you."

Sheriff Forbes chose then to come back in and hand us both some forms. "Here you go. Just fill these out and everything should be in order."

I looked at it and saw that it was almost like a contract. It was a form of consent to say that I was okay with being under someone else's care until I'm seen as an adult. I quickly signed it and handed it back to the Sheriff. When Damon handed her his a few minutes after, she smiled at us and left.

"Come on, then. Let's go and get your stuff first. Then, off to the boarding house." I stood up and followed Damon out.

As I entered my new room in the Salvatore Boarding house, I thought about everything that happened. So deep into my thoughts, I didn't even notice Damon placing the rest of my things, that we had gotten from my old room after leaving the hospital, on the floor and leave. What broke me out of my thoughts was my phone going off with a small and short tune. Checking it, I saw that it was a text from Matt saying that he heard about what happened and was wondering if I was okay. Not in the mood to talk to anyone, I put down my phone and started to unpack my things.

When I had about a third of everything unpacked and put away, I stopped and sat on my bed to take a few breaths. Everything seemed to become too much at that moment. Slowly, tears began to fall down my face. Soon enough, I began to silently sob, so I layed down. After what seemed like hours, I fell asleep crying.