Klaus turned me at the age of 16 in 1492 after I came home to a massacred family. He helped me live with life, I was happy with him and his family.
Hundreds of years later Katherine finally got in contact with me in the year 1864 with a few girls. She said it was time for some sister bonding with a few boys she found in a small town called Mystic Falls. Klaus, Elijah and Rebekah had taken me there through a few of their travels but I never got to explore the curious town so I accepted.
She introduced me to this family called the Salvatores. I loved the Salvatore brothers just as she did, we had a lot of feud with them because I wanted Damon, but he wanted Katherine. Stefan wanted me but she want him.
It was all very confusing and upsetting. After she supposedly was trapped in a tomb after turning Damon and Stefan, I fled- at least I tried too. Damon found me before I could escape after he made his transition and I've been with him ever since. Leaving the Mikaelsons in the dust, I didn't put effort into seeing them nor did I want to. I loved all of them but it wasnt enough for me to go back to their hell. I taught Damon all the fun things in life as a vampire because Stefan pressured him into the transition. I taught him how to be bad, how to live with excitement and most importantly how to have fun being satins spawn.
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Sociopath
Non-FictionI don't change for anyone. I cant change for anyone. I refuse to change for him. Klaus taught me that. He taught me to stay in check, like Elijah did for him. He taught me the hunt, the feed, and the kill, while my sister ran from him. Katherine Pie...
