Chapter 1- She is The Most Brutal

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Aleksian's POV~

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Aleksian's POV~

I was having a great deal of fun in my favorite city in the world, Seattle, when I got a call. Releasing the lovely little redhead I was feeding on, I answer the phone without checking the caller ID.

"Whoever is calling best have a good reason, you interrupted dinner." I say whilst taking out a handkerchief from the pocket of my jeans.

"Well, it's nice to see you haven't changed in what? 500 years, give or take?" the caller states making me smirk.

I break the redhead's neck and light her body on fire, walking away I respond, "Well, well, well, if it isn't Katerina Petrova. And here I thought you were afraid of me."

"You'd have to be an idiot to not be afraid of you Khione. I simply want my freedom from you and Klaus and I'm willing to give you what you want in return."

This piqued my interest. "Do continue Katerina should this be useful and I'll consider your offer. But do keep in mind that if this is a joke, I can and will track you down and tear your skin off, only watch it grow back, and then do it a thousand times more." at this, I can hear her breathe hitch at my threat, knowing that it was in fact, not and empty one.

"I'm in a little town you know all too well Khione, Mystic Falls. With the moonstone, a soon to be triggered werewolf, a vampire, and a human doppelganger. With a full moon coming tomorrow and then a month after that."

When I heard this I paused. "I shall be there the evening before the full moon. And Katerina, if you have anything up your sleeves, I suggest that you don't do it." With that, I hang up.

I go home, pack most of my things and go on my computer, to start looking at the mansions in Mystic Falls. Some of them are decent but they need to be renovated.

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I arrived in Mystic Falls the day of the full moon. I told Katerina, or as she calls herself now, Katherine, to meet me at the Grill at around this time, but it seems she has failed to show up. Her mistake.

Walking over to the bar, I take a seat next to a girl with dirty blonde hair. She's talking to a man with black hair and pale blue eyes.

When the bartender walks up I speak with my very noticeable English accent, "Scotch would you darling. Thank you." as I'm handed my drink the girl turns to me.

"Are you new to town too? Sorry, couldn't help but notice the British accent." I laugh and take a sip of my drink, "You could say that love. And who might you be?" I replied shaking her hand.

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