The Hunter (Vampire Diaries Fan Fiction)

Bestfriends together again!

"Miss me over the decades?" She asked smugly.

"Not at all." I said rudely.

"Well I've missed you!" She said mockingly. "Alot"

"Cut the crap!" I snapped.

"Hostile! Doesn't look good on you!" She said.

"What are you doing here?" I asked, getting annoyed.

"Trust me. I didn't even know you were here. I actually came to see some old flames." She said, looking at me interestedly.

I looked at her with wide eyes, because I knew who she was talking about.

"So they are still here." She smirked

"Leave them alone, we both have hurt them enough don't you think!" I said.

"Nope" she replied.

Katherine is a vampire from the early 1400's. We met during the American revolution. She is strong, witty, and selfish. But then again, so was I, at one time. We were friends, until she betrayed me...

She is a exact clone of Elena. I always knew she had a doppelgänger (an exact copy of a individual in appearance. Appearance only! Trust me if we had two Katherine's running around, life would suck.) that's why I wasn't surprised when I saw Elena. I was bound to run into her someday

"I'm guessing you haven't told them." She said staring at me.

"What do you think." I snapped

"Bad Sam." She scolded. "Since when do you lie."

"They will know when I'm ready." I said. I turned from her and looked at a rack of shirts. I picked a red plaid one out. I was only trying to change the subject, but if I was really shopping It would be really cute.

"Bad choice!" She said.

"Did I ask for your opinion?"

"You should have" Katherine giggled as if she was supreme fashion lord. "What are friends for?"

"We are NOT friends" I spat.

Katherine clicked her tongue and glared at me.

"Oh really! If I were you I would be a little nicer to me." She said

"And why is that?" I asked putting the shirt back on the rack.

"Because I have a task for you" she said threatening.

"What makes you think I would do stuff for a bitch like you" I said smiling at her face when I called her a bitch. You could call Katherine anything. But if you called her a bitch she lost it.

There is a lot of history with that word.

She got really close to me, we were face to face. I could feel her rage radiating off of her. I knew exacting what she wanted to do, rip out my heart. Just like what she does with every person who calls her a bitch.

"I dare you" I taunted.

We glared at each other for a few moments and then she backed off. She knew what I could do and I knew what she could do.

Our battles are bloody.

"Don't test me!" She whisper violently. "Anyways back to the task." She said more upbeat.

"I'm not doing anything for you." I kind of yelled.

"Oh yes you will! Or else I will tell Damon AND Stefan of your past!"

"You wouldn't"

"Try me!"

I couldn't let Katherine tell the guys what happened or else they would hate me. I had to tell them myself. Somehow.....

"What do you want me to do?" I choked. I hate when she had control of me!

"That's a good girl!" She smirked