A New Beggining

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Mystic Falls

Those words hold so much pain and misery for some. So many people have died; turned or have just became plain evil. It is a supernatural time-bomb just waiting to explode.

I however see those betraying letters as hope; hope that I'll finally meet my big sister; that I'll find someone to care for and be willing to die for.

Ever since Katherine told me about my sister I was shocked to say the least. I mean there I was doing some of her dirty work when she just came out with it.

The happiness that coursed through me when I found out that I had family besides my loving mother Isobel (note the sarcasm) was so immense that with a bombshell like that it would almost be impossible for the inevitable questions not to start piling into my head, questions like: Who is she? Do you know where she is? Can I see her? How did you find out? Is she a good person?Does she know I exist? And if she does why hasn't she come for me?

Later I found out she was Katherine's doppelgänger and her name was Elena Gilbert. She lived in Mystic Falls and had no idea I existed; the question on wether she was a good person or not - Katherine told me it depended on who I was asking.

The doppelbitch herself however has been missing for over a year now and by my calculations that means she's either on the run once more or someone finally got the honours of killing the special snowflake.

I finally after years of practically being her slave, I finally had my freedom so I dove in head first and grabbed it by the handle bars and sped away. That's exactly what I did. That's exactly why I was after all those years, headed to mystic falls. The one place she threatened to end my life if I went. My sister was finally within my reach. I was going to have a family.

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I smiled excitedly to myself as the 'Welcome to Mystic Falls' sign flew past my window. My foot edging further onto the gas pedal as I sang along loudly to 'Livin' on a Prayer' by Bon Jovi. This was it. Today was the day my sister and I would finally meet. Seventeen years I had waited for this very moment and here it was finally happening. Nothing and I mean absolutely nothing could have ruined this day.

I slowed down as I reached the town and noticed a few buildings that Katherine told me about once. The Mystic Grill or as she said 'The Grill' is where everyone hangs out but mostly it's where small supernatural meetings are held and sorrows are drunk away.
Then of course was Mystic High were it seemed nobody actually cared to attend anymore and would just show up for school dances which were bound to end in disaster; I also heard that it was a popular place for hostages to be held. That really begs the question: how no one ever actually notices that the school has been trashed...or they do and just Stand there shaking their heads muttering "kids these days"

A few more buildings past like the clock tower and sheriffs office before I reached my destination. The Salvatore Boarding House. I slowly drove along the driveway until I was just outside the massive building. With shaking hands I turned of the ignition and fumbled with the door handle until it opened. Walking to their front door seemed like a thousand years but in reality it was only a few seconds. I looked at the massive door as if it were some sort of dangerous animal about to snap. Sighing heavily I lifted my fist in mid air. Keep it together, you can do this, be strong, just be strong I kept chanting to myself as I knocked on the door. A wave of panic washed over me: what if she doesn't like me? What if her friends don't approve? What if I'm disowned after they find out the truth about me? My wave paranoia was broken by the sound of the Boarding House door opening.
At the entrance stood and average height man with Raven-black hair and piercing iceberg-blue eyes. He was standing beside the door with his hands on his hips and a scowl plastered across his face. He was very handsome. I presume this was Damon Salvatore, the eldest brother and I knew instantly he was my sisters man and was off limits. Damn.

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