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Chapter 1

Chapter One - Home

Beth Pov

Oh god..Why did I decide to leave New Orleans and come back here out of all places. I hate it here to much drama and not enough fun! The only brightside is that I will get to see my dad and uncle, they better appreciate me coming down here all the way for this little war they have going on with the originals..Bloody idiots.

Why on earth would they sacrifice everything for some stupid doppleganger who is just gonna split them apart further! We all know about the petrova curse it doesn't take a genuis to figure it out plus I done alot of research on every single vampire/werewolf/witch and hybrid there is out there. If I want information or to track someone I can find them within 10 minutes, I'm known as the best tracker in the world and I can hide my trails so noone can find me but noone knows my real name just my fake name 'Eli Vatore' or my nickname 'Shadow' only one person knew what I look like and well I killed her so yeah..but the real reason I'm coming to Mystic Falls is because a witch who works for me heard from the otherside that Esther The Original Witch has come back to life and is planning on killing all her oh so wonderful children. *note the sarcasm*

Well I'm here now so there is no backing out of the plan, plus I could do with The Originals oweing me a favour for this vital information. All I need to do now is find them but first I think that I deserve a drink after all the driving I've been doing.

I walked into The Grill and up to the bar and don't think I didn't notice everyone watching me because I did, I just don't really care to be honest I'm used to all the stares it happens everywhere I go mainly because people recognise me because I look like my father or because I am known The Wedding Ripper. Thats a very long story for another time it would take forever to tell you all the details and I can't be arsed and I'm extremely thirsty for blood and alcohol.

"What is a pretty girl like yourself doing all alone?" A familiar voice spoke.

I turned around to see Alaric Saltzman sitting their with his jaw dropped and mouth agape.

"Well Ricky..I heard all about the lovely drama going down here in little ole Mystic Falls" I grinned at him.

Let me explain me and Alaric used to be bestfriends during college I'm actually the one who set him up with Isobel..my bad I didn't realize she was a creepy supernatural wannabe but hey whatever floats her boat..or well floated. But anyways we were always together stuck to the hip and we even had a little fling once but that was in the past but I gotta admit he looks better with age.

"Please tell me I'm dreaming and my ex-girlfriend/bestfriend isn't a vampire" He said looking over at me with his sad eyes.

"Oh come on Ricky you know me! I would never lie to ya" I smirked.

He kept muttering something under his breath I couldn't understand it at first but then I heard him say 'She is just like Damon' and groaned.

"Ah you have met my dear daddy have you?" I asked feeling quite suprised, I wouldn't imagine my dad left him alive for nothing..so looks like I'm gonna do some digging.

"Wa-wait what?" He stuttered with wide eyes.

I groaned rolling my eyes, I thought he would remember I hate repeating myself to people!

"I'll say it slowly for you buddy..Damon Salvatore is my biological father" I smirked at his reaction he didn't have a clue on what to say which made it all that more funny.

"That ca-an't be true" He stamered in shock.

I ordered myself a bourbon and watch alaric as he ranted on about all the things I kept from him and what Dad kept from him and he even brought up Uncle Stefan keeping things from him its weird.

"Well as lovely as this is I got to go see a friend about some important business, was nice seeing you Ricky" I said smiling cheekily giving him one last wink before flashing out of The Grill and towards The Mikaelson Home to get down to work.

I walked up the steps to the door of the mansion and quietly knocked on it knowing if any vampires are inside they will hear it, not even a few seconds the door is opened by none other than Elijah Mikaelson.

"Hello Mr. Mikaelson its an honour to meet you" I smiled knowingly.

He raised an eyebrow holding a hand out to me which I happily shook.

"Hello..and what is your name?" He asked curiously.

"Elizabeth Isabella Salvatore" I replied kindly.

He looked at me in suprise and invited me inside where he led me to his sitting room.

"How may I be of service to you Miss. Salvatore" He asked eyeing me like a hawk.

I smiled sweetly trying to hide the smug smile that I desperately wanted to let out.

"I was sent by Eli Vatore with information on your mother and your brother Finn" I answered.

His eyes almost popped out their sockets when I mentioned my fake name and he quickly led me into a library and used sage to stop people listening in.

"What is it?" He asked eagerly.

I nearly laughed at his eagerness but I knew that I have to be professional right now or he would probably kill me for laughing at him.

"All he said was not to trust her apprently mama original has other plans than reunite" I answered.

He frowned at the information but nodded his heae and walked me to the front door.

"Thank you for the information Miss. Salvatore it is greatly appreciated, may I ask a question?" He said.

I nodded my head probably knowing what he is gonna ask 'are you related to Damon and Stefan Salvatore' Its all anyone asks me these days.

"Are you related to the salvatore brothers?" He asked curiously.

Told ya.

"Yes Damon Salvatore is my father and Stefan Salvatore is my uncle now if you will excuse me I have a bourbon waiting for me" I saluted mockingly before running vampire speed to the grill to get drunk off my arse.