Chapter 14

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However, I do own Catherine Matthews/ my very own Katherine Peirce, her backstory, the storyline, and any additional characters that do not belong to The Vampire Diaries or The Originals. Characters in this story may not have the same opinion as you. These characters are all fictional.

"Tell me, you have some good news," I said as soon I answered the call.

It's been a week now, and I'm staying at home mostly because I don't have many material things to do. Just mental pressure. No biggie.

"Good news is a subjective concept," Stefan answered immediately.

"Then tell me something I would like to hear and makes my day pleasant," I said "Like rainbows and unicorns, pleasant," I added as an afterthought.

"It may not reach your range, but Bonnie found the spell of that life force transfer, you talked about." He said, and I sighed, shaking my head. "So much for expecting," I thought.

"You suck, Stefan," I said, cutting the call, not wanting to listen anymore. I got up and went to the living room to see Isobel already there watching TV with her human pet, James beside her.

"At least you are having a good time," I grumbled, plopping beside her.

"What got you in the mood?" She said, looking at me.

"I just realized we are all going to die as soon as Klaus makes an entrance," I said. Both the Vampire and human turned to look at me with a raised eyebrow.

"Really? What's stopping him from ripping our hearts out?" I said out aloud.

Yeah. Really? Even though I am plotting a lot, what if he comes and stakes me without asking any questions and without hearing me out.

"You have the moonstone," Isobel said, "Isn't that your plan. Giving it in exchange for your freedom?"

"Well, the thing is no one knows I have the moonstone. And let's just say Klaus gets to know about it and takes it from me, then what? Do you really think that psycho will not kill me afterward? He spent 500 years obsessing over me. I don't think he will just leave me alone," I said, "The only thing that will keep me alive is if I put an end to him"

And both of them looked like I was crazy. I mean, I was self-pitying a minute go, and next minute I was talking about killing an immortal hybrid.

"Urgh! Nevermind. I need some blood," I said, going into the kitchen.

"You can drink from him," Isobel said, pointing at the human.

"Keep your pet to yourself," I said, taking two blood bags from the fridge.

I heard the doorbell and went to look at who it was and saw Caroline on the other side.

"Don't you have school?" I asked, opening the door with a sigh.

"It's Sunday," she said, stepping in like she owned the damn place.

"Blondie, don't you have a place of your own," Isobel asked as soon as she saw her.

"I could ask you the same thing, Elena's mom," she said.

"Katherine and I are friends," said Isobel.

"Wow! I was going to say exactly the same thing," Caroline said with a sarcastic smile sitting on the couch.

"Will you guys stop it. Your constant bickering is getting on my nerves," I said. Caroline started coming to my house, updating me on the 'spy kids' program, I sent her to, and that is when Isobel and Caroline began to their thing. I can't even name their relationship. It's a strange one. Odder than me being stuck in this goddamn place. They don't like each other for some unknown reason, god knows what! Or maybe they love each other so much that they cover it with hostility.

"So, what did you get?" I asked, getting straight to the point leaning on the wall.

"I have a strange philosophy that Tyler may have triggered his curse," Caroline said.

"And why did you get that idea?" I said, leaning over a bit expectantly.

"I am not saying it's true. Tyler and Mason are looking tense and angst. Mason is explaining to him all the effects of being a werewolf, and he is telling him about all the emotions one can feel. And yesterday Mason fessed up about all the Vampires and about the curse. He also suggested moving out of the town for a few days," said Caroline, and I started pacing around.

Should I just kill the both of them now, so Klaus won't have a werewolf? But then again, what if he brings one of his own? Finding a werewolf won't be a problem for a psychotic wannabe hybrid, after all. There are plenty in the sea. Or in this case, plenty of wolves around the world.

"Why are you so worried about the Klaus breaking the curse? Are you worried he will use you like a Vampire in sacrifice?" Caroline asked.

"I am not worried about that. I just don't want him to break the curse out of vengeance. Also, knowing Niklaus, he will want to torture me at least half of the time he spent in searching me," I said.

If everything goes as it did in the original storyline, I am safe.

Hopefully, it doesn't come to that.

"Then why are you not running away. I am sure it's not just because of Damon and Stefan. Or because you want some sort of vengeance for what he did to you in the past. I am completely sure that you won't keep your head on the line for the sake of your ego," she said, "Seriously, what are you hiding?" Caroline asked shaking her head

"I don't think that was the curse is all about," I said, and everyone looked for an explanation, "Look, I admit, I stalked Klaus, like a lot."

"You stalked your immortal enemy?" Caroline said, tilting her head. Probably questioning my sanity. Well, canon Katherine admitted that she did.

"How do you think I survived him all this time? I followed him instead of him following me," I said, "Now, to answer your question, Klaus is an evil bastard, and he kinda invented the word Selfish and Paranoia. Why do you think he wants to break a curse that allows vampires to go in the sun when he has no problem because of his daylight ring and all? Also, I am pretty sure there are a lot of Nightwalkers who wants to kill him, and him breaking the curse just brings him more enemies. And I doubt an original even dies because roaming in the sun. So, I am guessing it's much more than everyone is thinking about."

"Wow! I never thought about that. So are you telling it's a fake curse or something?" she asked.

"There is a curse, otherwise why would he want to sacrifice a doppelganger, and is patiently waiting for it. Definitely not for fun, as he is hell-bent on finding me for ruining his 'plans' even after all these years," I said air quoting 'plans.'

"Why didn't you ever say this to me?" Isobel asked.

"Because I don't know it for sure. Or maybe, it is what the people say it is, and Klaus really wants to be a superman by saving his vampire-kind, and I am just being way over my head thinking some stupid logic," I said.

"But your explanation is sure logical. From what I heard from you and Rose, he is definitely not some superhero material," said Caroline thinking out loud.

"It doesn't matter. Because at the end of the day, I don't want his psychotic and obsessive ass scouring the earth for me," I said, sitting on the couch in front of the human.

"You," I said, looking at him "what do you think about the recent development?"

"You sound like Sherlock Holmes after one too many blood bags," he said with a straight face.

"You bet your sweet ass I do," I said triumphantly "And what's with your straight face? Did you compel him to stop feeling or something?" I asked Isobel.

"No. James is just like that," Isobel explained.

"So? This Klaus guy. How does he look like?" asked Caroline.

"Sexy," I said, and she gave me a look.

"What? Just because he is vindictive and a narcissist, doesn't make him ugly. And with that dimples and blue eyes, he can easily talk his way through the hell, if it's a lady Lucifer ruling it" I said

"I guess it's a family trait, then," muttered Caroline.

"Just like in mine," I said, and she rolled her eyes. Jealous blonde!

"How is it going with the Martin witches?" Caroline asked

"Just like always," I said. The warlocks are still looking through the elixir and trying to discover it's magical properties or whatever the shit it has.

Just then, Caroline's phone rang. She released a sigh chucking the phone back in without answering.

"It's Matt," she said when she saw my questioning look.

"And?" I asked her to continue.

"He knows something's wrong with me. He is feeling like he is out of the loop," Caroline said.

"That's because he is," I said like a matter of fact.

"And I don't want it to be like that. I don't want to keep secrets from Matt," the blonde Vampire said.

"Then don't," I said.

"But I am scared. I am scared that Matt is going to run for hills once he finds out about me... about us," she continued, "And so the best thing I can do now is not talking to him."

"That's the dumbest thing I have heard. But you know what, do as you feel like," I said. "However, you should know that the secrets don't stay buried long, not with Klaus on the move," and she sat there in deep thought.

"Okay, enough of the pep talk. I have somewhere to go, unlike you people who sulk all day sitting around doing nothing," I said, getting up.

"Where are you going?" Isobel asked

"I am going to meet someone who is going to give me information on something," I said vaguely.

"And you are not planning to tell us any more details, are you?" She said, knowing of my answer.

"Yup," I said, going to my bedroom for a shower. The thing is I am meeting someone who may know about travelers.

Mostly because, even if I become a human under any worse circumstances, I would be able to defend myself with Traveler spells instead of becoming Silas's blood bag. Also, if I won't become human, the travelers will still try to kill me for there stupid ritual. I highly doubt I will be the last living doppelganger considering Elena is the protagonist. So, I am always going to be 2 steps ahead of everyone. Or 2 steps paranoid about everything.

"I don't know when I will be back. But keep me posted," I said, coming into the living room after getting ready and heading towards the door with my handbag. I stopped and turned back, facing the Vampires and said, "Behave. Don't get into any trouble," and they gave me a nod.

Here I come... Greece.

The place where all the shit started.