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Now that Katherine had proven that she could roam the French Quarters without going on a feeding frenzy Elijah had loosened his protective grasp on her allowing her to go out on her own. Not that he really had a choice it wasn't as though he could keep her locked away in his room forever especially with the others already questioning her presences and his secrecy surrounding it. Katherine was sure it was only a matter of time before they came sniffing around too close. She was going to have to figure things out and as always she was going to have to do it on her own. <p>
So she had slipped out of the compound that morning jumping the balcony rather then risk a run in down stairs. It wasn't that she was worried that someone would know who she was it was just that she didn't want to be wrapped up in all the going on. She loved Elijah but she'd had enough of the Mikealson's for the next several centuries. With Esther and her two son's gone there was no one to make the connection as to who she truly was; this was her first real chance at a new life. No Mikealson's (with the exception of Elijah of course), no doppelganger, just a fresh start. <p>
While she didn't exactly have a plan set in motion yet she figured she could start this new life by getting to know the body she was now inhabiting and that meant going to the girls apartment and picking through some things. So after a quick stop to grab a coffee Katherine walked the fifteen minutes to the apartment in which the body inhabited and took the stairs blurring up to the correct floor she came out in to the hall and headed down towards the room when she paused catching a familiar face unlocking the door across from her destination. What the hell is he doing here? she wondered as she walked towards him pausing at the door across from his. "Your new here aren't you?" she said in a friendly tone looking over her shoulder at him she flashed a smile.

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Katherine Pierce was a survivor; it was something she had been doing for over five hundred years each trail stripping away a bit more of who she was. Each time though she had gotten through it harden but not broken at least until now. It was different this time though she had died, dragged away by a darkness to what she had thought was hell. Living out each day trying to be the predator rather then the prey in this place and in the end no matter what the outcome she would rise again to do the same thing over and over loosing all sense of time and what humanity was as there was no place for it in this realm. <p>
When she had first seen Esther there she had thought she had finally lost her mind unable to hold herself together as the ancient witch tried to explain that this place they were in was actually a witch's prison world and that she could take her out of it. Not believing her Katherine had attacked the witch only to be pulled back by Finn and Kol Mikealson. Esther had explained to Katherine that she had been on the hunt for her children's father but given that she could not find him that perhaps there would be use for her as she planned on returning to the land of the living to fix her family. <p>
Katherine knew well enough to be wary of the witch but given her choices what option had she had but to agree to what the woman was offering. She would have made a deal with the devil himself if he had promised to take her from this place as she still clung to what small sliver of sanity she had left. <p>
True to her word Esther had taken her out of that hell or rather prison world but when they'd returned to the land of the living she had found herself to not be herself and in a panic she had attempted to flee from the Mikaelson's. Kol tracking her down had used magic to put her out and when she'd awoken again she found herself strapped to a bed in some kind of witches nut house where she remained for what felt like weeks until Esther had finally come to collect her. Finally telling her what her purpose was now to be; to convince Elijah to not fight against his mother but join her and let her put him in the body of a witch as she had for her other two children and Katherine.<p>
Again at first chance of freedom she had fled finding herself among a group of compelled people who had followed some vampire to another vampire Marcel Gerard. He was looking for recruits compelling those who had come to only return in they wanted it. It had come to Katherine's attention that he had not been able to use his compulsion on her which lead her to believe that Esther had also put her in the body of a witch. <p>
It didn't matter though she would simply follow his instructions and return with the others using Marcel to flip the script on Esther and escape the witch not wanting to be used to manipulate Elijah to her side. <p>
As it turned out it didn't matter how far she ran because Finn had bond himself to her knowing her history well enough to know she would run and she returned to the French Quarter after a rather painful demonstration of his powers and their reach. It was during a confrontation that she first found out she wasn't a normal vampire that the extra hunger she had been feeling was not just in her head but because she was something Esther called a heritic. Finn had brought her down when she attacked them and the magic had manifested in her desperate state. <p>
Now viewed as too much of a loose cannon they had sealed her away in the back of the crypt and when the two had fallen Katherine had been left there to desiccate. At least until Vincent had found her and released her in to Elijah's care. <p>
It had been a little over a week now and Katherine or rather Kat as she was going by now was still adjusting. Elijah had his sister the older one Katherine had never met before seal Katherine in his room while he tried to help her pull her from this state she found herself. Unable to trust that all of this was really real; there had been so many times she had dreamed of Elijah coming and saving her. Every time though she had woke to find she was back int that place. Because of this she hadn't slept for the first few days and then when exhaustion finally took her the nightmares set in causing her to thrash a bout and often times Elijah would have to take hold of her to insure she didn't hurt herself or him for that matter. <p>
Things had changed recently between them though she could feel it, it was like he was there but he wasn't and she started putting the connections together as she over heard conversations in the compound as hid sealed away from the outside world. It seemed as though that wolf she had sent here to find her family was still around and moving into the compound as her husband had recently died. Katherine got the impression that there was something there between the wolf and Elijah even if they weren't acknowledging it themselves at the moment. She could tell by the way he got when she asked about her. <p>
Katherine had just gotten out of the shower pausing in the room she listened for the sound of other's moving about the house but it seemed as though the place were empty at the moment from all except Elijah who she could hear down the hall in the study. Turning her attention to the closet she went and picked through the drawers of clothes Elijah had bought to tide her over until she could rejoin civilization. Pulling on a pair of black yoga shorts and a red thin strapped top she emerged from the closet looking over as she heard the door open. <p>
Watching as Elijah's Italian leather shoe stepped on the white line that kept her sealed in the room she rose a brow as he swept through it breaking the seal. "Does this mean what I think it does?" she asked hopefully as she'd been asking for days now to be allowed out at least around the compound as it was a bit maddening to keep herself in the same surroundings so long. Though she knew his intentions were good it was simply starting to feel like another prison.

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<div id="deets">WORDS: - Happened</div>
<div id="deets">Outfit:Here </div>
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Everything went in to darkness and Katherine found herself searching "Damon" she called out as she frantically turned about. She held up her hands but couldn't see them through the darkness it was as in there was simply nothing...the thought caused a chill to run down her spin and Katherine found herself running. At least she thought she was running though for sometime nothing changed she could see nothing her voice feeling strained as she continued to call out for Damon, where had he gone? Where the hell was she?<p>
Katherine felt as though she'd been carrying on for some time before she noticed something, a small shift in the scene as the pitch black suddenly seemed more shaded. She picked up her pace the scene become more clear as she carried on and now as she ran she could feel the ground benieth her feet as the leaves crushed under the pressure of her shoes. Quiet suddenly she stopped as the scene around her seemed to form now in to a clear picture and she found herself standing in familiar woods. She looked down at her hands but they looked different...reaching up she felt her hair and her eyes widen. <p>
No she couldn't be...she thought pulling a strand of brunette hair in front of her eyes before she felt her face. Katherine panicked she couldn't comprehend what was happening; she'd been with Damon...he had been angry...she had insisted that she was who she'd claimed to be. Katherine turned on her heel looking about at what seemed to be a vast forest and in the distance Katherine could hear the stirring of creatures. This can't be real she thought to herself as she started walking again her eyes moving about constantly on alert as she moved. Or was this real and Damon...Esther's rescue...all of it just in her head. <p>
Katherine screamed out for Damon again stopping she turned about again slipping her hands up over her face and burring her fingers in her hair. She jerked her head looking out to the distance as she'd thought she'd heard something move through the thick of the trees taking a few steps back her eyes darted around rapidly until she merely paused shaking her head "This can't be real" she whispered as the tears started to spill down her cheeks. She tilted her head back looking at the blank sky; there was no sun and no clouds it was just black "Am I going crazy...." she asked in a hush tone. <p>

Katherine jerked awake her face dragging against the hard dirt floor as she lifted her head; reaching her arms out in front of her she pushed herself up in to a sitting position in a blurred motion she'd moved so that she was crouched with her back against the dirt wall looking about her surroundings as she reached up to feel her hair. An odd feeling of relief washed over her as she realized she wasn't in that hell stil but rather in the Salvatore Cellar, this followed with a feeling of annoyance and anger as everything started falling in to place. Damon <p>
Katherine looked about the place and it looked as though he had tied her to a chair; one that was now broken in to pieces. Night terrors she let out a sigh she was getting rather tired of this bit; Katherine just hoped that she hadn't been screaming not that Damon would have cared since he evidently hadn't come to check out the ruckus she'd most likely made while thrashing about the chair when unconscious. Probably thought you were being dramatic a voice in her head said and she simply raised her brows whilst looking around the place she needed to get the hell out of here. Damon had seen some things he shouldn't have but she still needed Bon Bon's help so she had to keep to the Margo bit; besides everyone knew how Damon could get when Elena dumped him so she figured the odds would be in her favor. <p>
In a blurred motion she crossed the room and started banging on it with her vampire strength knowing that it wouldn't break the damn thing down but it was sure to make some noise. "Alo....Alo" she yelled in a thick New Orleans accent "DAMON.....this isn't funny let me out..." she said bringing a bit of panic to her tone an added touch "Can anyone hear me!?! HELLO......LET ME OUT OF HERE!!!" Katherine yelled as she continuously slammed on the wooden door.


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Katherine mindlessly flipped through the channels on the ancient monstrosity of a television that sat a top the dresser in the motel room she was currently living out of; the place being a serious down grade from the one in New Orleans but it wasn't like there was an abundance of options in Mystic Falls. Letting out an aggravated sigh her finger pressed down hard on the power button before tossing the remote itself across the room with such a force that it was now sticking out of the wall. <p>
She was wasting time or rather Bonnie was and Katherine was growing impatient; she'd been here nearly a week and the witch had yet to wheeled results. Didn't she know she was on a time limit? she thought she'd made that rather clear when explaining the situation between her and Finn; honestly Elijah could only keep him distracted for so long before he noticed Katherine had gone missing yet again. But it felt as though the witch was taking her sweet time and Katherine was going to have to figure out how to move things along. She'd already dug through Mystic Falls library which of course had a real lacking when it came to witches spells and though she attempted to look things up online it was honestly rather confusing trying to pick through the bullshit; often times finding herself on self proclaimed witches blog that consisted of nothing more then the ramblings of a lonely miss understood teen. The whole process was honestly just a headache. <p>
Which is why it would be great if BonBon would actually pick up her phone so the two could establish some form of action to speed up this whole uncharming. But of course she wasn't answering and after two failed attempts Katherine had given up not wanting to come off as pushy as the witch was already awful skittish afraid that if she lost her cool that Bonnie would refuse to help her and she was desperate. Despite what she'd gone through back in that hell what Finn had done to her was worse; she couldn't brace herself or defend herself he could get her from anywhere. The pain started where the tattoos laid and it spread all over it was if you where on fire while something shredded you from the inside out; it was a pain unlike anything Katherine had ever endured. <p>
She found herself moving about the room pacing back and forth as she went over her options when she remembered the Salvatore library. They'd been collecting books for years and Katherine knew some of them pertained to magic; real magic. It was a risky idea her showing up without Bonnie and she internally debated about it as she got ready to at the very least get out of this hotel room. Bonnie was the only connection she had here as Margo and though she could honestly say Bonnie had mentioned them in passing that didn't exactly justify her in just showing up which meant they could turn her away. Though neither of them could resist a damsels in distress and Katherine at the moment was very distressed so finally she said screw it and headed out to the parking lot getting in to the car she'd rented.<p>
It didn't take her long to pull up to that all too familiar house; luckily the place was a bit of a staple here in town and it wouldn't be to hard to pass it off as though she'd simply had one of the lovely town folk point her in the right direction. Putting the car in park she hesitated for a moment for the first time in a long time she was struggling with her own confidence; the series of events that had recently unfolded shaking her in a way. Pulling down the visor she looked herself over in the mirror composing herself before she slipped out of the car and crossed the law; flash backs of the first time she'd done this danced across her mind as she reached the door. <p>
Taking in a deep breath she told herself this would be fun; it would be like a game where she knew a secret no one else knew and with that thought she reached out and racked her knuckles against the door before stepping back and pulling off her sunglasses.


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<div id="deets">WORDS: - Happened</div>
<div id="deets">Outfit:Here </div>
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Since Katherine had returned the vampire struggled to keep herself composed; she'd spent over a year in what she had truely believed to be hell. Only it wasn't all fire and brimstone as the bible would have you believe but rather more like a seemingly endless forest filled with all sorts of nasty beast; except the nasty beast is you and others like you. Every day the same routine kill or be killed; being out there it broke you down until you were wanting it; wanting that escape death could provide. But when you finally gave up you were greeted with the ugly realization that it was a cycle one you could never get out of and it showed you what kind of monster you truly were. Even now Katherine still suffered from night terrors; while certain things that used to not bother her now triggered something inside her like flipping a switch and her mind set shifted in to that survival mode she'd held while trapped in the prison world. <p>
When Katherine ran to Bulgaria she knew it wouldn't last; she'd lived long enough to know what life entailed when one got tangled up in the Mikealson Family affairs. With Esther being the one to bring her back she was doomed from the beginning and having gone through it before she knew that once you ran you would always be running. Though she had expected to at least have a chance with Niklaus it had taken him some time to get a hold of her again but Finn had stayed one step ahead branding her in a sense. This enchantment made it possible to force her to bend to his will without having to be near her and it had forced her to return to New Orleans once again. <p>
To be honest though Katherine was sick of running and though she wasn't exactly sure what her next move was she knew that if she wanted any chance at enjoy life this time around she was going to have to stop trying to tuck her problems and take them head on even if they weren't by her own doing. So after returning to New Orleans she started doing some research first on the life she'd taken over and then she started doing what digging she could on what Finn had done to her. <p>
A sigh escaped Katherine's lips she'd been at this for hours already; staring at this screen wondering what the hell she was really going to be able to do with any of the information she had gathered. Leaning forward she shut the laptop and got off the hotel bed; grabbing a jacket she headed for the door. She needed to get out; the room was starting to feel small and she was growing a bit stir crazy from having to stay in the confines of it. <p>
As she stepped out onto the sidewalk of the city she could see the sun was setting as rain had began to fall lightly; at first she wasn't sure where she was going but before too long it became very clear what direction she was headed. She'd found out Elijah's whereabouts since her return; he'd apparently been staying in an apartment separate from the residence Niklaus was at. Though Katherine was still hurt that he hadn't shown up to say goodbye it was becoming quiet clear to her that she needed someone; she was at a disadvantage in this town. She needed to make some moves and she needed help doing so; Elijah was the only one she could really turn to. The only one she could tell the truth too. <p>
Making her way to his apartment she found herself waiting outside it for some time debating her decision; she worried he'd recognize her from that day when Marcel had compelled that group of vampires. That perhaps she was considered missing or a threat in that group somehow now. But wen it came down to it; it didn't matter this was bigger then all that she just needed a chance to explain it. <p>
Letting out a breath she took a step forward reached out and knocked on the door.

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