In which, Elena Gilbert has an identical twin sister, Keira, that she had no idea existed. Keira didn't have an easy life, she was damaged beyond repair. That was until she died. And in death, she thrived.
the vampire diaries // the originals.
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My mind was buzzing with questions, I had heard of the originals before, and by heard of I was eavesdropping on marcel and his men talking about them before. I walk towards the mirror in the Salvatore guest bedroom, my hair, my eyes, my jawline, everything about me, I'm just like her. From the way I walk, talk, dress, and smirk. If I didn't know any better I'd say she was my twin sister and not some ancestor from hundreds of years ago.
I know how to get answers, so why can't I pick up the phone and call him? I stare down at my phone and scroll through my contacts but when I come to his name I stop myself as though I'm standing on the edge of a cliff and I need to jump but I can't bring myself to do it. Why am I scared? Is knowing the truth that terrifying? It can't be, right?
I sigh and shake my head before clicking his name. It rings 5 times and just as I am about to give up, "Keira?"
"Marcel," I say.
"I have been trying to call you for hours why did you not pick up?" He asks concerned.
"I've been a bit preoccupied with finding out I have a twin sister, and a doppelganger, y'know? Ordinary day to day things." I roll my eyes.
"About that..." He starts before I interrupt quickly, "Did you know?" I spit.
"Know what?"
"You know what." I start walking mindlessly around the room, "That day on the roof, did you know who I was? Or did you think I was Katherine?"
He lets out a deep sigh, "I knew about the sun and the moon curse, and I know the ingredients to break that curse, but I promise you, Keira, I did not know you were the doppelganger. I know about Katerina Petrova, but I had never laid eyes on her before. I promise."
I am silent for a moment trying to figure out if he is lying to me or not. Eventually, I let out a sigh, "I believe you. Everything here is so effed up."
"You should come home."
"That's it, I don't know where home is. You are my family, but she is blood." I flop down onto the guest bed, "I need to stay here a while longer."
"Do you ever plan on coming back?" He asks me with a lump in his throat.
"I don't know."
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The next morning, Damon, the more attractive psychotic brother of the two appears in my doorway, "Devil's spawn." He greets me.
I strut towards him, "Technically, wouldn't that also make precious Elena the devil's spawn?" I smirk.
He rolls his eyes at me, "Do you always have a comeback for everything?"
