Chapter IV

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Katherine was still pinned to the wall by Diana.

Katherine gritted her teeth, "How do you know about me? And how are you a vampire? "

Diana pretended to think for a second before replying, "No idea"

Katherine threatened her, "Well you will when I kill that sweet brother of yours"

Diana's eyes turned cold, "Katerina Petrova I will never ever left you go near my brother cause I know of a certain big bad hybrid is looking for you and I won't hesitate to give you to him"

Katherine's eyes start to water fear took her and she started crying.

Diana, "Yeah feel that. That pain. The same pain you tried to make my brother go through. Oh no no no. Ever not on my watch. Cause.....

Just that moment Diana touched Kathrine's head chanting in Latin desiccating her immediately.

Katherine fell on the floor.

Just then Diana heard a voice.

Stefan, "Diana what are you doing?"

Diana's blood ran cold she turned around to see her brother looking at her with shock and terror in his eyes.

Diana, "Well I guess I have to explain everything to you. Pls trust me and close the door behind you"

Stefan nodded before closing the door.

Diana, "Vampires are real Stefan"

Stefan, "What"

Diana, "Katherine is a 500 year old vampire. She is evil and she tried to hurt you multiple times. She couldn't because I was there and......  I am a vampire as well"

Stefan, "You can't be"

Diana, "I am. And in order to protect you I had to turn cause I love you little brother and I will do anything for you"

Stefan was crying by now.

Stefan, "Does Father know? "
Diana, "Me being vampire no. But he knows vampire exist. Katherine being a one he doesn't know. And Emily is a powerful witch"

Stefan digested the information I gave him.

Stefan, "So what do we do with Katherine"

Diana, "Look her in a coffin until he arrives"

Stefan, "Who is he? "

Diana, "Klaus Mikealson. The one who will kill this bitch"

Stefan, "Who is that? "

Diana, "An original. I will tell you later now help me keep putting her coffin"



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