My biological name is Evelina Mariana Perez, however I go by Elena Perez, but for the first eight years of my life, I believed my name was Elena Miranda Gilbert and that I was the older Sister of Katie Jenna and Jeremy Grayson Gilbert and that my parents were Grayson and Miranda Gilbert nee Sommers, until fateful night where I killed a man in self defense and awakened my Werewolf Curse.

How I found out that I was a Werewolf was because I overheard them arguing about me and something about using me for a sacrifice instead of Katie. Confused and scared, I ran away from home that night and ended up running into my only friend; Ten year old Brian William Forbes.

After explaining why I was out so late at night to him and after he explained that he had gotten into another fight with his Father; Bill Williams, before he ran away from home and was going to run away from Mystic Falls.

So I asked if I could go with him and he easily agreed, stating that he wasn't going to leave without me. So, after he hot-wired his Father's 1973 Skyline GT-R, we left Mystic Falls without a backward glance.

We, somehow, ended up in Barstow, California, and we met a boy named Roman Cade 'Rome' Pearce and his Family unofficially adopted us after finding out that I was a Werewolf and Brian was a Warlock since the Pearce Family was a Family of Witches.

One morning, Rome's Grandmother, Nala Pearce, had noticed my birthmark on the inside of my wrist, a crescent moon and star, and told me that I was from a Werewolf Pack that had converged with a Witch Coven under a Blood Moon and that the following Generations born from that bloodline would be born as Werewitch Hybrids and their powers would only awaken when they awaken their Werewolf Curse, and after my first Transformation, I wouldn't have to become a Werewolf unless I wanted too.

Nala told me that I was the last, surviving, member of that Pack, since apparently the entire Pack was killed around about a year after I was born. Nala did a Spell that would help me figure out who my real parents were.

My Mother was the Female Alpha Wolf of the pack. Mariana Serafina Perez.

My Father was, shockingly, a Vampire named Elijah Mikaelson.

Nala explained to me that Mariana was no ordinary Werewitch Hybrid. Her Father, my Grandfather had been from a Witch Bloodline, called the Petrova Bloodline. That Bloodline had very special Magical Blood Properties which created Doppelgangers, which was what I was born as, and it was one of the reasons behind why I was able to be conceived by a Vampire Father.

That was how I learned that my name wasn't Elena Miranda Gilbert but was Evelina Mariana Perez.


Three years had passed since the Pearce Family had taken us in and we were happy, but there was trouble. Rome and Brian kept getting into trouble with the police, by stealing cars and were going on joy rides around a couple of blocks.

Sometimes, I would join them and we'd have fun, until the Police ruined it, by telling Maya, Rome's Mother, that if we were caught stealing cars again, we'd be sent to juvie. Obviously, while I listened to the warning and took it seriously, Brian and Rome didn't.

That's when the tension became high within the Pearce Household. Rome's Father, Robert, was openly blaming Brian, believing that he was the reason why his Son was acting out, and while Maya didn't act like it, I knew she agreed with her Husband.

Unable to take the tension in the household, I decided to leave Barstow and three letters, on for the Pearce Family, one for Rome, and one for Brian, and I somehow found myself attending School in LA, where I met a girl named Amelia Rosa 'Mia' Toretto and we became fast friends.

It was through her that I met her older Brother; Jakob and her Grandmother; Rita Toretto, who told Elena to call her; Abuelita, and I found myself staying in the Toretto Household, I learned of how Rita came to take care of her Grandchildren and now me.

Maria, Jakob's and Mia's Mother had died of Cancer, their Father, Jack, died in a car race last year, and a month later in the same year, their Older Brother; Dom, was sent to Prison for assaulting the man who was part of the reason why Jack's car had exploded, and was due to be released sometime in the next year.

I also met Dom's friends through Jakob and Mia. Vince was wary of me, but he grew to like me because of my friendship with Mia, while Leon, Jesse, and Letty took a fast liking to me. Especially Letty since that meant that there was another girl in the group.


The night I met Dom was the night Jakob never came home. He had challenged Jakob to a race, but the race wasn't for slips or money. The stakes was; Winner comes home, loser continues driving and doesn't come back.

Dom also told Jakob something that was meant for Jakob's ears alone, but since I was a Werewolf, I heard him as clearly as day, and that was the reason why he made that bet.

Jakob killed their Father.

I didn't dare tell Mia, knowing that she was upset and mad at Dom for making Jakob leave, and that she would be devastated to learn the truth about how their Father really died, so I kept my mouth shut.

But the truth came out anyway when Rita demanded to know why Jakob hadn't come home in the following days. Mia cried for a week, not leaving her room at all, and Rita, who was silent for that whole week, would leave Mia's food outside her door.

As for me? I kept out of sight and stayed silent unless Rita would talk with me, which was only to ask if I could help her with the chores around the house. As for Dom, he was trying to settle back into a normal life, being outside a cage.

He didn't even notice that I was in, or around the house either since he had his food delivered to his room like Mia while Rita and I sat at the table, eating.

Then one day, while I was hanging out the laundry, Dom appeared.

"Where'd you come from?"His voice, which came from behind me, was low and soft, as if he was trying not to startle me, but obviously failed since I let out a startled scream and whirled around, throwing a peg at his head and watched in horror as it harmlessly bounced off his head."Sorry."Dom said sincerely, looking unaffected by the fact that I had just thrown a peg at him."Didn't mean to startle you."

"It's fine... I'm easily startled."I mumbled, embarrassed."Uh, sorry, what did you say before?"

"Where'd you come from?"He echoed his question easily and I blinked owlishly at the question.

"Uh... Barstow, California."I answered weakly and he raised an eyebrow me.

"You don't have a Southern Californian Accent."He stated and I rolled my eyes."Although there is a Southern Accent, just not Californian."He pointed out and I huffed.

"I was born in Danville, Virginia, but I moved to Barstow when I was eight, and two years later, I came here. Then I was forced by Mia and Abuelita to move in with them when they found out I was living alone."I said, purposely leaving out Jakob's name."Been here ever since..."I trailed off as I looked at Dom.

"Are you a runaway?"Dom asked sharply.

"Technically, no."Dom stared at me in disbelief."My old friend's Mom is a Cop."Dom's eyes narrowed at the mention of Brian's Mother being a Cop."She made sure no one back home would put up missing posters of me... Although, it's not like they care about me."The disbelief appeared again."My Parents aren't even legally my Parents since they never actually adopted me, so technically, I don't exist under the name Elena Gilbert. But I do exist under the name Elena Perez since that's my birth name and your Abuelita got permission from Nala, a kind elderly woman back in Barstow, who was taking care of me, to take me in."I quickly explain before blushing."And I'm babbling."I turned back to hanging up the laundry.

"I'm Dominic Toretto."Dom said and unexpectedly, he started helping me."Call me Dom."He added when I glanced at him.

"I know... My full name is Evelina Perez. I prefer to be called Elena though... It's nice to officially meet you, Dom."I said, smiling weakly.

"Nice to meet you too, Elena."Dom returned my smile with a smirk version of his own.

And just like the rest of Dom's friends being drawn towards him like gravity, I was drawn in fast and hard.


Eight years had passed since Dom had gotten out of Prison, and had gotten his life back on track about a year after prison, and then two years later, he gained custody of not only Mia and Elena from their Abuelita, who returned to Mexico, but also Jesse, who was being abused by his Father.

When Elena became legal, she was no longer under Dom's care. but she stuck around because she and Dom got together in a romantic relationship, after Mia pretty much told them that if they didn't get together soon, she'd lose her mind.