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As I sat there in the deep cave starved of my food source, I spoke to Elena. I told her my story. Elena Gilbert was the reason I was still alive. She had been giving me blood to sustain me. This is my story I told her, which I am now telling you. Maybe someday you'll do well to remember it and pass my story down. I may be a vampiress, but after everything and everyone that has come after me, I may not live much longer. Right now, at this moment, I am running for my life, always being one step ahead of my enemy. His hybrids are after me. Now I must run. Keep running.
When I was nineteen, I bore a baby girl in our cabin home in my village. We had a maid that helped me. I had a mother, father, and uncle. We all lived in the same household. I begged the maid to let me see her, before she was taken away, but my father ordered her not to. Back then, everyone called me Katerina.
"Pa'pa, please!" I begged, as he walked away with her.
"No! You have disgraced this family!" he replied, as he left the room with her.
I remember the pain of losing her. I never knew where she had been taken to.
A year later, I was running from Niklaus. One of his brothers really liked me, so he helped me. We were in the woods when I was running for my life. He told me to go to a cottage and tell them who had sent me.
I soon found out that Rose was going to take me to Klaus so I cut myself so I would die. Rose gave me some of her blood, though. I pulled away and gagged. When Trevor and Rose were arguing, I hung myself by a length of rope. I didn’t die for long, though. When I woke up, I was in transition to become a vampire. Trevor asked me why I did it and said that he would’ve helped me escape. I told him that he would’ve helped me run and that would never be enough. Rose then tried to stake me, but I used the old woman that owned the cabin as a shield. Rose accidentally staked her and I fed from the old woman’s neck. I apologized before I through the old woman to Rose. Then I ran off, never to be seen by them again.
When I returned to my village on horseback, all the villagers had been slaughtered. I ran to my home and saw my uncle dead on the wall with a sword through him, my pa’ pa dead on the floor by the bed with his throat torn open, the maid on the floor with her throat torn open, and my ma ’ma on the bed with her throat torn open. I wept over my ma’ ma and then fled to America and changed my name to Katherine Pierce.
In 1864, I turned the two Salvatore brothers. They never knew about my past. My past was kept a secret. I never told them about Klaus or that I was always hiding from him, knowing I had turned, wanting to kill me. And they knew nothing about my child. That I had had a girl and my father had taken her away the moment she had been born.
My family is gone now. When I went back home after running from that cabin, they were all dead. That's when I knew Klaus had killed them, looking for me.
I run for my life now, once again. This time from his hybrids. So, that's my story. The life and existence of Katherine Pierce, formerly known as Katerina Petrova. The one who will always love Stefan and Damon, no matter what they do, to the end of my existence. The one who lost her family and was reunited with her daughter, Isobel, and united with her Petrova bloodline descendant, Elena Gilbert, the present doppelganger. The one who will save Klaus' hybrids if he gets close enough to grab her and use her blood to do that. Once again, that's my story from beginning to end, from human to vampiress, and from past to my present existence and life.