Just on the outskirts of Mystic falls, was a rundown squalor house; inside it was a large room with a couch that rested in the middle. The house looked as if it was going to fall apart any given moment, which it probably was. Mold and grime covered the wall and floor, leaving the building to look more like a rundown shack then an actual home; that once had life in it.

A rugged man carried two girls, one with tan skin and deep chocolate brown hair; she had a pale pink sweater on with a blood stain covering her left arm, along with dirty jeans covering her legs. The other was a girl with milky white skin and beautiful copper brown hair, she wore a vintage spaghetti strap velvet dress. Her once perfect outfit was now wrinkled, and her hair was sticking out in every direction. Both girls were tied up around their wrists and ankles, except the girl with copper brown hair; she had been tied up with vervain ropes.

They were both under heavy sedation, yet the girl with deep chocolate brown hair eyes fluttered opened. Elena Gilbert's doe brown eyes were quickly revealed as they adjusted to the light.

"Please," begged the girl.

The ragged man ignored her pleas and sat them both on the couch, however he dropped the girl in the velvet dress a bit more roughly, causing her to groan in protest.... and finally opening her eyes revealing chocolate brown orbs.

"What the hell happened?" Her voice mumbled. The copper brown girl rubbed her eyes as she looked around at her surroundings, and scrunched her nose up in disgust.

"Are you Agneta Mackenzie?" Elena asked, looking at the girl beside her with confusion; remembering a picture her ex boyfriend had.

"Uh-Yeah, who the hell are you?" Agneta questioned.

"I'm Elena Gilbert, Stefan's ex girlfriend," Elena mumbled.

The ragged man who'd dropped them on the couch, taking off his hat, jacket and his glasses; revealing a face Agneta knew all too well.

"Trevor?" Agneta inquired, even more surprised. "What the fuck are you doing here? I thought you were on the run?"

"Agneta Mackenzie Mikaelson." He nodded towards her, ignoring her questions.

Agneta frowned, noticing this. He was purposely avoiding her question for some unknown reason... a reason she needed to find out.

Elena looked at her with confusion in her eyes, but Agneta didn't spare her a glance; seeing as she was too wrapped up in trying to find out why this ragged, rogue vampire brought her to this disgusting house; with this pathetic human girl next to her, that she disliked deeply.

Trevor began to untie Elena's ropes as Agneta ripped through hers.

"Vervain? Really?" Agneta asked, thrusting her hands at Trevor so he would cut the ropes.

Once she was free, she tried standing up but fell over due to her weak knees.

"What do you want?" Elena asked, fear filled her voice.

Trevor harshly hushed her.

"Please, I'm hurt," Elena pleaded, Agneta held back a laugh at her vulnerable state and numerous pleas.

"I know," Trevor responded, his face started to change, clearly smelling the blood. "Just a taste," Trevor leaned forward, ready to lunge and have a taste of the famous Elena Gilbert.

Elena looked over at Agneta for help, but she couldn't blame Trevor; Elena's blood was like a drug.... it smelled delicious, and it took every restraint for her not to feed on this human; and restraint was something Trevor never mastered. Elena cried out, pushing Trevor away, as he climbed on top of her.

"Trevor!" A woman's voice snapped, causing Trevor to move away from Elena.

Agneta shifted her eyes to the door and saw a familiar woman, a woman she hadn't seen in years.... a woman she absolutely hated.

"Rose?" Agneta asked.

"Agneta, good to see you; wish it was on better terms," Rose sighed.

"You better tell me why I'm here, or I swear to the man up stairs; I will fucking kill you," Agneta frowned.

"I'm sorry, I can't do that; or he'll kill us and quite frankly I like living," Rose said.

"W-What do you mean he'll kill you? Who?" Agneta asked, before darkness over took her.

Rose had snapped her neck.

Agneta soon awoke with a sore neck, a growing rage started to build up in the pit of her stomach, she looked around the room and noticed Trevor and Rose were no where in sight..... she crawled off the couch and made her way towards the only entrance.

"How are the girls?" Rose asked.

"Still passed out, but Elijah better show up before Neta kills you," Trevor laughed.

"Elijah won't let that happen, he keeps his word," Rose said.

Instant fear filled Agneta, she knew if Elijah showed up; her brother Klaus wouldn't be to far behind..... and she needed to find a way out, fast. Agneta tiptoed to the front door, placing her hand on the handle quietly; turning the knob.... as she opened the door a familiar man stood on the other side.

"Agneta," He breathed in shock, seeing her for the first time in centuries.

"E-Elijah," She whispered, backing away from him.

Elijah vamp-sped over to her. They were about a foot from having their chests touching, and Agneta immediately became uncomfortable.

"Good to see you, Neta," He mumbled before walking around her.