Caroline Forbes

I lay on the cold stone floor in the old church. Katherine lay with the bahagian, atas of her head opposite the bahagian, atas of mine, so I couldn’t see her. I could see that Bonnie was trying to stay strong but I could see it in her eyes that she was just as scared as I was.
“Are you…comfortable?” she asked awkwardly. I nodded weakly and she rifled in her pocket. She pulled out the piece of paper that contained the spell and placed it down beside me. She hovered her hands over my hati, tengah-tengah and began to chant. I couldn’t understand her words. Soon, I began to feel strange. My head began to ache lebih and more...

Name: Katherine von Swartzchild

Nickname: Kat

Birthday: Some time during the 15th century

Eyes: Blue

Hair: Blonde

Gender: Female

Species: Vampire

Astrological Sign: Unknown

Relationships: Stefan Salvatore, Damon Salvatore

Children: None

Parents: Baron Von Swartzchild, mother unknown

Siblings: None

Powers: Owl form, tiger form, kitten form, weather manipulation, mind manipulation, she can appear in people’s dreams

Random Facts:

As the unmarried daughter of a baron, Katherine's full tajuk would have been The Honourable Katerina von Swartzschild

Katherine’s appearance:

Katherine looks almost exactly like...

The seterusnya morning I had to rub the sleep that had formed from the tears last night. I glanced at the clock and saw that it was only seven. Everyone else would be asleep. My phone buzzed on the cracked side meja, jadual beside my katil and I reached over and checked the text. It was from an unknown number.

I have the witch at the old church outside the tomb. We’re doing this now.

I knew who it was from. She had Bonnie. I gulped and hurriedly pulled on my clothes. After twenty minit I was ready. I crept out into the hallway and was about to go down the stairs when I stopped. I may never see Aunt Jenna...

We drove swiftly and smoothly back to Mystic Falls. I kept looking across at Damon and his face was still pained. I knew he was angry and upset with himself. We didn’t talk for most of the journey. It wasn’t until we were nearly back that he sighed.
“Elena, I’m so sorry. I shouldn’t have taken anda out today.” He stared at the road.
“Damon, don’t say that. I loved it…until the near-attack that is. But it didn’t happen. Which just goes to tunjuk that anda are able to resist the blood if anda try.” He smiled weakly and looked at me.
“Why were anda so angry with Stefan about killing...