The Vampire Diaries Preferences And Imagines

66 • Stefan, Damon & Klaus

For hailleymoreno , hope it's okay :D

Imagine hearing that Klaus killed your sister and going back to get revenge, but reuniting with some old friends on the way.

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You'd received the news yesterday. Your sister, the only living relation you had. Gone.

It was a shock at first; the thought of never seeing her again, never saying goodbye, having to walk around whilst she was lifeless.

The anger coursed through your veins long before the sadness could wash through. Although it made you want to tear apart every beating heart that was in front of you, you restrained yourself.

The two of you were turned in 1890, the vampire who turned you was long gone when the two of you woke up. Together you'd been there for each other through thick and thin, helping one another through the dark days and laughing together in the best moments.

You felt as if she had just been plucked from your life, erased as if she was never important. Never even there.

And it was all because of one man.

Your blood boiled at the thought of his face, the devilish smirk that cut deep into his features and fuelled your anger to last a lifetime. One movement. That's all it took to kill her.

She didn't deserve it. She was too pure. You were the one that was always suspect to mischief. Whatever happened you knew it wouldn't be her fault.

Mystic Falls.

Hearsay had led you there, claiming the hybrid was residing there. Where he'd killed your sister. Where he was going to pay.

Your car pulled up at the kerb, rubbing your tired sleep deprived eyes. Looking around at the quiet town, not many people were about despite it being a weekend afternoon. You found it amazing how such a sleepy town could shelter such violent and destructive supernatural creatures.

You knew a friend here who told you on the phone that she'd burnt your sisters body, ready for you to scatter the ashes. However you didn't know if you were ready.

Your grumbling stomach and parched throat answered for you as your gaze shifted to the large restaurant that stood tall in the square. Without hesitating, you got out of the car and headed towards the building. Maybe a drink would make you feel better before going to see your sister, you thought.

The atmosphere was lively in the dark part of the bar as you walked in, only a few couples were sat at tables and people who looked like the regulars sat slumped over their drinks at the bar. You sighed before taking a seat and ordering a drink, sitting patiently and looking around. It wasn't until your eyes landed on the figure next to you did they widen.

"Damon?" You questioned as he looked up, seeming slightly annoyed that someone had disturbed him. However his features softened into a look of shock when he laid eyes on you. You'd first met Damon years ago in a similar environment, a bar in New York with your sister.

"Y/N?" His jaw dropped as you nodded and smiled. "W-What are you doing back in town?" He questioned and moved towards you, coming closer.

"Well er did you hear about Kate?" You asked as he shook his head, you bit the inside of your cheek and wondered how to phrase it.

"Well Klaus he...um...you know." No matter how hard you tried, the words wouldn't come out. However Damon's eyes darkened and you knew that he understood.

"I'm going to kill him." He growled as you shook your head.

"No you can't, if he dies then so does his blood line. You've never dealt with him before have you?" You questioned as he sighed.