Imagine you and Nadia are twins, the daughters of Katerina Petrova
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At a young age, you and your sister were separated from your mother, Katerina Petrova. Nadia was deeply effected by not having a motherly figure her whole life but you, not so much. You had abandoned Nadia to go your own way, not caring if your birth mother was alive or not. You were going to find a place for yourself and the first place you found happened to be a town named Mystic Falls.
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Walking in the streets of Mystic Falls felt right, you felt almost as though you belonged here. You were never one to drink but you couldn't pass down a celebratory drink from one kind stranger at the bar in the Mystic Grill. Although, before you drank, you smelt vervain which caused you to revolt immediately. The man frowned and injected you with a needle filled with vervain before you even had the chance to react. He was fast, almost too fast.
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When you awoke, your surroundings were completely different. You were once in a bar but now you're on the cold, hard cement floor of some type of cellar. The same man came to the door and smirked as he watched you weak on the ground, struggling to support your own weight.
"You find my struggles amusing?" You choked out. Your throat was dry and was rubbing together like sandpaper. You hadn't had a drop of blood since you're little visit to this town.
"Oh no, not at all." The mans voice was laced with sarcasm, a trait that you also had.
"Why am I here? What did I do?" He tapped his chin lightly with his index finger, pouting his lips slightly and furrowing his eyebrows in thought.
"Well, you see, it's not exactly what you did but what your mother did." At that moment, the realization struck you that he was referring to Katerina.
"If you're looking for her then you're out of luck cause I have no idea where Katerina is nor do I have the intentions of finding her." The man scowled at you and opened the cellar door to enter. He sat beside you and grabbed your face harshly, knowing that you were too weak to fight back.
"Tell me where Katherine is, or precious baby girl is dead." His words meant nothing to you.
"I mean there's two of us so I'm sure she'd be fine without one." You smirked causing the man to groan in frustration. He got up and left, not forgetting to lock the cellar door behind him. A few minutes, another man came to the cellar door but his features were much softer, more friendly.
"I'm sorry about my brother." The nice man helped you stand even though you were still weak.
"It's no problem, I get kidnaped and held for ransom all the time." You smiled at the man causing him to chuckle softly and shake his head. He guided you to another part of the basement and pulled out a blood bag which you immediately snatched out of his hand and devoured.
"I'm Stefan." You wiped your lips clear of any traces of blood.
"I'm y/n." He smiled and nodded and the two of you went upstairs. You wondered if Katerina, or as they called her, Katherine, still looked like the picture you had found of her. When you took in your surroundings, you found a very familiar face. Your heart almost stopped and you froze in place looking at her.
"That's- that's her." Stefan followed your gaze and you all froze.
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