A/N: Alright, I have decided to go through all my stories and edit them so they'll be better.

Things you should know:

Elena forced the cure down Katherine's throat as 'payback' rather than self defence

Davina is on Klaus' side instead of Marcel's

Bonnie's dead and on the Other Side

That's pretty much it. Oh and, I don't own the Vampire Diaries.

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Prologue

"Katherine, I know you have nowhere else to go," Elena started. She looked at her standing doppelganger from her own position sitting on the couch. Katherine put a hand on her hip, cocking it to the left and raised an eyebrow, as if to say 'go on'. Her impatience was radiating throughout the room.

"And, well, there are plenty of extra rooms here. So if you need a place to stay. You'll be welcome here for a while." Elena stared at Katherine waiting for an answer. She fiddled with her straight brown hair. She needed Katherine's answer to be yes. Her entire plan depended on it.

Her plan, a matter of brilliance and deviance, was devised by herself and Damon. Stefan had no clue what they were planning and neither did Jeremy. It was all on her to enact the plot to rid themselves of the nuisance that was Katherine Pierce. By the next morning, all would be fine for the perfect little Elena Gilbert and her friends.

The curly haired doppelganger paused for a moment to think. It was no secret at all, she despised everyone in the household. Especially her goody two shoes, super annoying, absolutely irritating doppelganger. In fact, she had actually tried to kill everyone that lived in the Salvatore Boarding house. But she had no place else to stay. Emotionless Elena made sure of that when Elijah dumped her sorry ass.

"Fine." Was the grumbled response from her lips. Katherine regretted the answer as soon as she said it, but she was desperate. She did have absolutely no other options. Once, she had stationed herself at Matt's house. Nowadays the Salvatores made it hard for the curly haired Bulgarian to stay anywhere. Elena looked momentarily shocked. She actually said yes? Without a bitter comment, a glare, anything at all. She had just agreed. Wow, she must be as desperate as assumed.

"Alright, Stefan will show you a room. I'll get you something of mine to wear." A look of disgust passed over Katherine's face. Of course she'd have to borrow something from her terribly dressed doppelganger. "Perfect" She muttered as she followed Stefan upstairs to a guest room.

Her room was the one farthest from everyone else. Towards the back, it didn't disturb any of the other houseguests and they couldn't disturb her. Katherine was internally grateful it was nowhere near everyone else. It was bad enough she had to live there, she didn't need to see them every waking moment. She walked in the room and took in the surroundings. It was bare, with a queen-sized bed. There was a whole bunch of white. It was to open and airy. The sun could heat up the entire bedroom because there weren't any curtains. It was a total bore of a room. So plain, so drab. Nothing much to look at.

"Well, I guess this is good for a temporary stay. If it becomes more long term, I'll need to redecorate." She said to herself spinning around the room. Stefan had just shown her to the room and left. He mumbled something about having business to take care of. She wasn't actually paying attention to him and just gave a small grunt to him.

The day passed by pretty quickly for the troublemaker that was known as Katherine Pierce. It was pretty much everyone just giving their opinions on her living there. For obvious reasons, Jeremy resented the thought of her living there. She did have a hand in killing him after all. Damon was seething, and honestly she enjoyed watching Elena whip him back into place. It was the best part of the day. Stefan didn't mind as much as she thought. But, everyone had something to say about it. Everyone except the Bennett Witch, making Katherine wonder about her whereabouts. Obviously, she didn't wonder enough to care or ask about Bonnie.

Soon it was nighttime, and everyone was asleep. The house was as silent as a mouse. Katherine crawled into the bed and curled up, trying to get some sleep. She tossed and turned and tried to clear her mind, but all she saw was the face of everyone she's killed or had killed by someone else. The guilt. The pain. It was horrifying. Every look on their faces. Every scream came back to haunt her. It made the vampire want to scream, but the painful silence wouldn't allow her to. This was the horrible nightmare she dealt with most nights. Nearly every night.

Katherine could play off being a cold hearted bitch. She could pretend to not care or have feelings about anything. She could even hide every time she was in pain, whether emotional or physical. But cover up was all she did. Like using a bandaid as a replacement for stitches, she actually felt more pain then possibly anyone else. She hides it. She isn't weak, people could never see her as weak. At night, however, all her manipulations and lock-downs open up and come out. When it is time for her eyes to close, her demons awaken.

Katherine jerked up on her bed. The back of her neck was sticky, making the lower layers of her hair damp. She was sweating. Her heart was beating fast for a vampire. She tried laying back down and closing her eyes. Katherine thought about things that made her happy. But every time there was something happy in her life, it was soon replaced with something horrible. Not long after the happiest memory of her human life, her mind was quickly flooded with the remembrance of her family's death.

She soon gave up on trying to sleep, slung her legs over the side of the bed, and slid off. The scratchy material of the shirt Elena borrowed her irritated Katherine's delicate skin. The room was bright with the light of the waxing moon, a sight which the girl was grateful for. The dark brought unwanted guests to either herself or her mind. Walking downstairs, the clothes scratched her skin even more. She groaned in exhaustion and hunger. How is it, that after 500 years I am reduced to sleeping at other people's houses because I have nowhere else to go? The thought plagued her mind as she roamed the house.

The brunette made her way into the kitchen. A dinner plate and glass of what looked like fruit punch sat on the counter. Katherine hadn't eaten dinner, but Elena must have saved her some. The curly haired girl was very suspicious of Elena's friendly behavior. The girl had tried to kill her not long ago. Cautiously, she walked over to the dish. There was a sticky note on it and it read:

Katherine

You said you weren't hungry, but I thought maybe later you would be.

-Elena

Katherine rolled her eyes and picked up the plate. It didn't look to bad. For a second she wondered who cooked it, but hunger got the best of her. She quickly ran over and put the dish in the microwave to heat it up. Truth be told, she was starving when dinner was served, but she refused to admit it. It was bad enough she was staying in the house and borrowing Elena's clothes. She didn't want to have them cook for her, too. But, since there was no one around, she didn't mind giving in to the hunger.

The first bite of food was delicious, but there was a bite to it. In fact, it was extremely spicy. What was in it? She asked herself Hot sauce? Chili peppers? Fire? Poison? Whatever it was it burned!

"There's lava in my throat!" She whisper yelled. Katherine grabbed the fruit punch glass and drank it all in one gulp. It tasted grossly off. Like there was something besides the punch in it. A couple seconds passed before she collapsed and fell to the floor.

She woke up the next morning on the cold kitchen tiles with a pounding in her head. Her body was aching and she was covered in sweat. The brunette sat up, curls falling in her face, only to find herself face to face with her less attractive doppelganger. She slightly jumped back by the closeness of them. She used one hand to prop herself up and the other to push her hair out of her face.

"Elena, what happened?" Katherine asked as she struggled to get up. Elena grinned slightly and held something in front of her face. She took a look at it, but it was blurry. But something about the object unsettled Katherine deeply.

"Just a little bit of revenge." Elena said with a dark look. "This is for everything you've put me, my friends, and my family through."

Katherine gasped in horror as the realization kicked in. That was the little wax bottle the cure used to be in. Her heart started racing and she could feel her own blood pumping.

"No. No!" She screamed. This cannot be happening. Elena just smiled at the panicking girl.

"Have a nice human life, Katherine." With that, the now only vampire doppleganger left the room, leaving Katherine shocked. She was human now and there was nothing she could do about it.

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A/N: Hope you liked. The first chapter will take place months later.