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Prolog

Shreveport
Elena POV

   I had driven through the night to get to Shreveport Louisiana. Everything I had read in the Petrova historic books had pointed to Tatia Petrova's Husband still being alive.

   Well undead he was a vampire, but a vampire from an entire different species of Vampires and from what I've learned these vampires where known by the human population. Tatia's husband was Eric Northman and with help from the internet I had found him. Apparently he owned a bar in Shreveport and was known among the vampires and humans.

   I didn't know what I was walking into I had his wife's face, would he believe I was Tatia or know right away I was a descendant of hers and his. Did he even know about the Petrova Doppelgangers I wondered to myself as I pulled up to the bar with bright red lights flashing Fangtasia.

   As I shut off the engine to my dad's black classic 1965 GTO I looked at my reflection in the rearview mirror. I had been living out of the car since leaving Mystic Falls months ago to save on money. I had sold the lake house and collected the money from my dad's Dr. office after it had burned to the ground before leaving the town. The only thing that was left of the Gilbert family was my childhood home which had been closed and packed up before I left.

   After applying some gloss to my lips I slid out of the classic car and locked it up. I wore a pair of tight leggings that were see through on the calf's, a purple top and a pair of black stiletto heels and pared the outfit with a black leather jacket. I walked towards the entrance to see a beautiful blond women standing at the door checking IDs. It was a good thing my 18th birthday was a few weeks ago I thought to myself as the blond women looked me over with a smirk.

   "ID!" she simply says and I pass her my ID and she smirks at me as she hands it back. "Are you sure you want to go in they'll eat you alive in there." She simply states and I looked her dead in the eyes she had beautiful blue eyes.

   "I have no choice I'm looking for someone." I tell her honestly and she becomes intrigued.

   "And who might that be I know everyone that comes in and out of this place." She says with a smile and I new for some reason if anyone could help me it was her.

   I let out a sigh and look deep into the blonds eyes hoping she would be helpful. "I'm looking for Eric Northman." I say softly and I see her face become serious as I say his name. "Look if you know where he is he'd want to meet me." I say before she could turn me away.

   She seems to thank this over in her own mind before looking back at me. "Elena Gilbert what do you want with my Maker?" she questions me after a few moments go by.

   I let out a sigh. "Let's just say I'm family." I simply say and she looks me dead in the eyes like she was looking for something and then I feel her pull me into the club leading me into a back office.

   As she pulls me into the office I see a huge buff muscular blond man with blue eyes look up at us and as soon as his eyes meet mine his expression turns from giddy to confusion.

   "Tatia!" He questions as he stands from his seat and flashes before me.

   I feel his fingertips graze my cheek softly and as he inhales my sent he takes a step back. "No I'm Elena, Elena Gilbert one of Tatia Petrova's Doppelgangers." I say softly and he's just watching me closely. "Your Eric, Eric Northman Tatia's husband that died in battle." I say softly and he's still looking at me in wonder. "And with the way your looking at me I'm guessing you had no ideal of the Petrova Doppelgangers." I state and he finally turns looking to the blond women standing next to me.

   "Leave us Pam." He says simply and I see Pam look between us a look of wonder and disobedience crosses her face but she leaves instead of fighting with her maker on this subject looking at me once more before leaving me and her maker alone.

   "Look I know you probably want nothing to do with me since I'm apart of your past apart of your human life, but your all I have and I need you Mr. Northman." I tell him fear flashes in my eyes and I know he sees it and he takes a step towards me.

   "Elena you have nothing to fear from me I would never harm you." He whispers softly as he stands right infront of me. "In all honesty you're the only human I could never hurt because you look like her." He says as his fingertip run across my cheek and as my eyes close I hear him inhale sharply and my eyes snap open to see him pull away quickly before his eyes land on the scar on the right side of my neck.

   "It's not you I fear Eric." I whispered brokenly and he pulls me into his cool embrace.

   "Then who has created all this fear I sense within you?" He questions me softly and it was odd how safe I felt in this moment.

    I look up meeting his blue eyes. "Klaus Mikaelson the Original Hybrid." As the name leaves my lips a look of anger, rage and fear passes through Eric's blue eyes and the next thing I know Eric is Compelling me to sleep and I black out seeing nothing but darkness falling into his strong embrace.