Chapter 1: "Day one and I'm already tired of this place."

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DUALITY: the quality or state of having two different or opposite parts or elements.

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Yvette and Amelie found themselves in the house of someone they did not know, attending the wake of someone they did not know.

Yvette was incredibly disgruntled to be attending a wake of a man she didn't know when she hadn't fully mourned her mother's death yet.

Amelie saw no wrong in attending the wake, but she hadn't been thinking of her mother. She was good with only thinking about what she wanted to.

The sisters were staying with the Salvatore's at the Salvatore Boarding House, and Amelie 'convinced' her sister to go to the wake with the rest of the town. It was obvious to Yvette that Amelie wanted to help the brothers with their problems. It was on brand for her.

Yvette, on the other hand, wanted to get as far away from Mystic Falls as she could. The only amusing thing that was here, she thought, was the fact that it was a new century, yet the brothers were still fighting over the same girl.

A boy with tanned skin and black hair welcomed them when they got to the house. "I haven't seen you around before," the boy told them.

"We're new," Yvette stated simply. "Was it someone close to you that died?"

Amelie audibly gasped at her sister's bluntness, looking wide-eyed at her.

"What?" Yvette asked.

"It was my dad that died," the boy said, "but let's not talk about sad things. My name's Tyler. Who are you?"

"I'm Amelie, but you can call me Amy or whatever nickname sounds good to you." She smiled at Tyler and he returned it.

"I'm Yvette and I hope you never have to call me," she spoke honestly. "I am sorry your father died, I wouldn't wish the death of a parent on anyone."

Tyler gave her a confused look, forming a line with his mouth as he thought of what to say. Yvette didn't let him finish that thought as she walked past him.

"Sorry about her, she's not usually like this." Amelie blatantly lied.

"Something tells me you're not telling the truth," Tyler told her with a chuckle.

Amelie chuckled, shaking her head. "I'm not."

She smiled at Tyler and went inside, attempting to find her sister. Instead, however, she ran into a doppelgänger.

"Eleanor?" She assumed.

The doppelgänger smirked before she spoke. "Try again."

"Elisa?" She asked, not remembering the new doppelganger's name. That smirk. "Katherine," Amelie said breathily. "How's life? You still running from—" She stopped after she saw Katherine's glare.

"That's no way to greet an old friend, Amelie," she interrupted, smirk intact. "What are you doing here?"

"My mum died, you?"

There was a mischievous glint in Katherine's eyes as she opened her mouth to speak. "You'll see."

Amelie rolled her eyes. "Goodbye Katherine."

Moments later, Yvette was walking in the Lockwood fields. She had left the house before her sister could find her. She noted that they had more land than she'd remembered. She was surrounded by healthy, thick green grass that seemed endless, and trees, rich with luscious fruits.

There were small remains of buildings however, charred. They were scattered in the most random places. Yvette realised then that all this land did not belong to the Lockwood but the vampires that were trapped in 1864. Their houses which they burnt.

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