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I wiped my mouth as the dead body dropped to the floor. It really was too bad that he had to die. He had spunk and I had liked that about him. It was always more interesting when they tried to fight back instead of just sitting there and screaming. That's why I usually preferred the boys. They are so much more entertaining than the girls. Most of the girls just scream and run away, even though they never get far before I catch up to them, while the boys actually try to fight back. But one thing that I didn't like about this one was the fact that he had no idea how to keep his hands to himself. Oh well. It was over now and there was no going back.

I was used to the feeling of guilt that would well up inside me after every time that I killed someone, and this time was no different, but I just shoved it to the back of my mind, choosing not to acknowledge it. I had been doing this for one hundred and forty seven years, and by now, it was like second nature to me.

"You just couldn't help yourself, could you Izzy?" A very familiar voice asked from behind me.

I turned around and smiled. "In my defense he was asking for it. I was just defending myself from the vile human who wouldn't have hesitated in doing very bad things to me."

My companion sighed and shook his head at me, used to my backwards way of logic. Daniel and I had been friends for years. Ever since I had been turned into a vampire and forced to leave my home. Daniel had found me and taken me under his wing, guiding me through the vampire lifestyle.

I was turned into a vampire in 1864, which made me about one hundred and sixty three years old, even though I looked like a regular sixteen year old girl. I was about 5' 4 and had long dark brown hair that practically looked black and that came down to my waist. I also had bright green eyes that ran in my family. Daniel had found me in the forest shortly after my change and we instantly became the best of friends. I don't know what I would do without him.

We had parted about ten years ago and I hadn't seen him in person since then. I really had missed him. I grinned at him and ran into his awaiting arms. Burying my face into his chest, I smiled and reveled in the feeling of being back with my best friend. I had missed him terribly and it felt incredible to be back with him.

"I've missed you Izzy," Daniel said, ruffling my hair and using the name that only he was allowed to call me. My full name was Isabelle Salvatore, but most people called me Belle, a nickname given to me by my older brother when we were children.

Shaking my head to clear it, I quickly cast that thought away. I wanted to enjoy my time with Daniel, and thinking about my deceased brothers would only make me depressed. It had been one hundred and forty seven years since they had died, but not a day went by that I did not miss them terribly and wish that they were here with me. I would give anything to have them back with me.

"I missed you too Dan," I said, grinning up at him. He looked the same as always except he had decided to do something different with his hair. Instead of wearing it flat like he usually did, his dark brown hair was spiked up, and I had to admit that that look suited him perfectly.

Daniel Anderson was 6'3 with large muscles that made him look intimidating, but I knew that he was actually a big softy that wouldn't hurt anyone unless they hurt him or someone that he loved, like me. Once a vampire had tried to kill me and Daniel had completely lost it. I never admitted it to him, but he had actually scared me a little bit. I had never seen him like that before and I hoped that I would never have to see him like that again. He was usually such a calm, peaceful kind of person, and seeing him ready to kill someone was a bit nerve-wracking.

"What have you been up to?" I asked, honestly curious as to what he had been doing for the past ten years.

"I'll tell you, but not here. Let's get out of here first," he said, glancing around at the dark, dirty alley, his gaze stopping on the dead body lying on the floor.

"Oh, don't start," I said, picking up the body and dragging it behind some trash cans, where I would come back for it later to dispose of it properly.

Daniel didn't approve of my killing tendencies and I knew that a lecture would be coming soon. I had heard it so many times though, that I probably had it memorized. Daniel drank human blood too, but he refused to kill them. He simply erased their memory once he was done or would just drink blood from a blood bank. I mostly did this too, but sometimes I would just kill them instead. Honestly, it was a lot easier and so much more enjoyable.

"I wasn't going to say anything," he said, holding his hands up in surrender.

I rolled my eyes at him, not believing him at all. "Sure you weren't."

I grabbed his hand and we started running toward my house. It was a medium sized apartment that suited me perfectly. Most vampires preferred to live in enormous mansions, but that never held any appeal for me. I was content with my apartment. Why live in a gigantic house anyway if you were all alone? That was just . . . depressing.

Once we reached my apartment, I grabbed a blood bag for Daniel and sat down next to him on the couch. He put his arm around my shoulders and I leaned my head against his chest.

"I really have missed you Dan," I said, snuggling into his chest and enjoying being back with my best friend.

"I missed you too Izzy. So much," he whispered into my hair.

For a long time, we just sat there, without saying anything. We had been friends for so long that we didn't need words to know what the other was thinking or feeling.

Finally, Dan pulled away and looked at me with an expression that told me that he had news that he was dying to tell me.

"Okay. What is it?" I asked, knowing that he wouldn't be able to keep it in much longer.

Daniel grinned at me and said, "I found the most amazing and shocking news."

I raised my eyebrows at him, silently telling him to go on.

"Do you remember that curse that I researched years ago? The Sun and the Moon Curse?" Daniel asked, growing more excited by the second.

I nodded my head slowly, not seeing the importance in this. "I remember," I said, recalling the time when Daniel had gone crazy about a stupid curse that didn't even really apply to us. He had stayed up day and night for weeks, finding out anything he could about this curse. He was lucky that he was a vampire or else he never would have been able to stay up that long without passing out from exhaustion and possibly landing himself in the hospital. "It's the one that revolves around the Petrova doppelganger, right?"

Daniel nodded excitedly. "Yes, well I was researching the Petrova line and I came across something interesting." He took a deep breath before continuing. "I know that everybody thought that the line ended with Katerina, but I have heard rumors about another. The doppelganger is alive. I don't know how, but she is."

I sighed. "Why are you telling me this Dan? You know I don't like hearing about Katherine. She ruined my life. And honestly, I could care less about the curse."

Dan nodded. "Yes, but there is more. Something that will be of interest to you, I can guarantee you that," he said and I silently raised my eyebrows, wondering what it could possibly be. "The doppelganger is being protected by two young vampires who you know. Two people that you believed to be dead."

My gaze snapped up to meet Dan's, complete shock covering my face. It couldn't be. It just couldn't. I searched Dan's face and saw nothing but sincerity. "Who?" I asked, hoping desperately that he would say the names that I was longing to hear.

His face softened. "Damon and Stefan Salvatore. Your brothers, Izzy. They are alive."

A sob wracked through my body as I processed everything that he had told me. "How?" I asked. "How is it possible that they are alive?"

Daniel put his arm around me again, squeezing me comfortingly. "Katerina turned them around the same time that she turned you. She told Emily to lie to you and tell you that your brothers were dead, and she also had Emily tell them that you were dead."

Anger swelled inside of me as I thought of Katherine. How could she? I wanted nothing more than to hunt her down and slowly rip her apart. I couldn't believe that they were actually alive. Damon, my oldest brother, who put up a shield around himself, disguising his true self behind sarcastic remarks, except when around me. Damon was always himself around me and I think that I was the only person in the world who truly understood him. Nobody could make me laugh like he could. We spent a lot of time getting into trouble and messing with our other brother. We were partners in crime. Stefan on the other hand was quiet and sensitive. I could go to him about anything, and he would always help me with my problems. They were the best brothers a person could ask for, and I had been devastated when Emily told me that they had died.

"How did you find this out?" I asked.

"I was researching the Petrova line and I found evidence about a new doppelganger that lives in Mystic Falls, Virginia," Dan said and I sucked in a breath at hearing the name of my old home. "So I went there and I did find her, but as I was there I saw Damon and Stefan there with her, I recognized them from the picture you had showed me."

Tears gathered in my eyes when I realized that my brothers were actually alive. "I want to see them," I said, excited at the idea of seeing my brothers after one hundred and forty seven years.

Dan smiled. "I thought that you might. That's why I already bought you a plane ticket. You leave bright and early tomorrow morning."

I tackled him to the ground, hugging him. '"Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you!" I yelled.

He laughed. "You're welcome. Now start packing. You don't want to miss your flight."

"Aren't you coming with me?" I asked.

Dan smiled down at me. "No. I still have more research to do. I just wanted to come and tell you what I had found. I have been extremely busy and need to get back to work," he said and I rolled my eyes at him. That boy worked way too hard. Seriously, he had eternity to get his work done, yet he chose not to acknowledge that fact. "And I figured that you would want to be alone with your brothers after all this time," he continued. "But I will drive you to the airport tomorrow and see you off."

I hugged him one last time before running off to my room to pack everything that I would need, barely able to contain my excitement. After all of these years, I was finally going to get to see my brothers. I wondered what they would say to me once they saw me. According to Dan, they thought that I had died.

Once I finished packing all of my clothes, I reached into a box that I kept safely hidden under my bed and pulled out an old picture. It was a picture of Damon, Stefan, and me. It was taken a few weeks before I had been turned into a vampire. It was the only picture that I had of them and I often took it out and stared at it for hours, wondering how things could have been different. I lay down on my bed and drifted off to sleep, clutching my picture to my chest and dreaming about my reunion with my brothers.

Author's Note:

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