A/N: Desislava's face claim is Gal Gadot

Third Person POV:

"I apologize for my involvement," Lucy said solemnly before strutting back out the door.

They finally had her. Katherine Pierce was currently incapacitated on the carpeted floor, just as the new Bennett witch in town had intended. All it took was a small hex to take down the bitch that had manipulated the Salvatore brothers' lives for over a hundred years. A passing breath of relief escaped the forever brooding Stefan's mouth, the weight of Elena's possible death at the hands of her evil doppelgänger had been intense to say the least. Hopefully, this would be the end to their trouble. Little did they know that a pair of large dark eyes were witnessing the entire masquerade encounter, smirking as red lips took a dainty sip of her bourbon. She followed the brothers as they dropped Katherine's body into the catacombs that her darling little Katherine had escaped from many years ago.

Oh Katerina, your godmother is going to have to save you once again.

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The large boulder was a tad bit heavier than she had anticipated, but it wasn't too overwhelming for her thank heavens. If she had the constant strength of a vampire this wouldn't be near as intense but oh well, she'd have to remember to grab something to eat in town. Light poured into the inky blackness of the cavern, and at first she couldn't see much, until she heard the smallest sound from deep within the cave. Katerina's small, lithe frame appeared from around a bend of murky rock. Katerina gasped as she took in the woman's face from the opening of the cave, it was a fair reaction considering the circumstances.

"Mama Desi..?" the vampire doppelgänger whispered, clearly knowing who she was seeing but not believing it quite yet. A soft smile broke out on the woman's lips as she finally got to see her goddaughter in person and be recognized in return, unfortunately under less than happy circumstances. Desi's eyes watered for the first time in a very long time as she saw Katerina's disbelieving brown eyes soften just a little at the one woman who loved her no matter what she did. "Zdravei, my precious girl," Desi whispered brokenly as tears rolled down her tanned cheeks, "I'm so sorry that I didn't get here sooner, I swear to you that I would have come much sooner had I been able to find you. You always were so very talented at hide and seek."

Katerina's eyes glistened as she heard Desi's voice for the first time in five hundred years. In any other state she would have questioned the angle, or if she was hallucinating, but at this moment of weakness she didn't care, she just wanted her mother. She stumbled as quickly as her semi-desiccated form would allow to her favorite person from childhood. Unfortunately, this state of health didn't allow for much grace as she tripped over a rock, only to be held up by strong, soft arms wrapping around her just as they used to. Katerina felt her godmother's warm tears on her shoulder as Desi held her close and suddenly realized something.

"Why don't you have a heartbeat?"

Even vampires had heartbeats, albeit incredibly slow ones, but there was nothing there that made Katerina want to drink from her godmother. Mama Desi clearly wasn't a vampire or human, but it'd been over five hundred years and she hadn't aged a day, she even had a healthy flush to her as Katerina held her away at arms length. Katerina gazed up into her godmother's warm brown eyes as Desi brushed her tangled locks away from her face before placing a kiss on her forehead. "I will explain all, dearest," Desi said in a soothing voice, "but first, you look absolutely starved and I refuse to let my goddaughter remain in such a state."

Desislava quickly grabbed her satchel that she had dropped by the cave entrance and revealed three blood bags. "I would've brought a human, but it's a bit of a hike to this little cave and I didn't feel like carrying the extra baggage," she said handing one bag to her goddaughter who was eyeing her with fervent curiosity. Katerina tore into the first bag in a vicious manner, moaning as the sweet O negative blood soothed her burning insides, she quickly drained and tossed it reaching for the next bag just as her mother pulled it out of her reach. "Katerina, you know I'm not one to deny you of anything, but I want you to keep these two blood bags as a reserve. Those insipid, albeit adorable, Salvatore brothers will be back to check on you and I don't want you to starve if I can't come back on a regular basis because of your boy toys."

As much as Katherine wanted to drink those bags dry, she knew her Desi had a point, and that she'd have to act like she was near death to throw off the Salvatores from figuring out she had a supplier on the outside. The doppelgänger took an exhausted seat on the ground, gesturing for Desi to do the same. Desi quickly situated herself on the ground next to her, and this is one of the reasons that Katerina loved her godmother so. She was never afraid to get her hands dirty when she wanted to, and Katherine acknowledged that she probably got that facet of her personality from her. Mama Desi had never cared about the opinions of others, always being aware that no one else mattered in the grand scheme of things, and it was up to her to find her own individual happiness.

Katerina took in her godmother's full modern appearance. Desislava always had a timeless air of elegance, a certain grace that typically came from those of high standing, and she certainly maintained that quality in spades now. Her long dark lashes framing very intelligent, nearly hypnotic eyes, her high cheek bones and pouty red lips almost forever in a teasing smile had stunned many in Katerina's village and she had been well renowned as a beauty of goddess proportions. Desi's thick dark hair framed her tanned face and olive toned shoulders, and although she was just wearing a lacy tank top and black skinny jeans tucked into leather booties, she still kept that regal form from her childhood.

Desi spoke, shaking Katherine out of her analysis. "Go ahead, Katerina, I know you have many questions inside that bright mind of yours."

"Mama, forgive me for being blunt, but I know for a fact I saw your corpse littered among the rest of us remaining Petrova five hundred years ago. How the hell are you alive?"

Desislava let out a chuckle at her daughter's brashness and just how grown up she was, her loss of innocence blazingly apparent. "Well, I'd say something cliché like 'that's a long story', however we both know I don't have the patience to be coy. Long story short, I made a deal with a witch."

"What was the deal?"

Desi's dark eyes swirled with apprehension before finally sighing, "Do you remember when you were sixteen and wandered too far from the village?" Katerina shook her head, memories of her childhood blurred to near obscurity aside from the few years before her meeting the Originals and turning. "Well," Desi said with a slight upturn of her lip, "I guess 500 years would take a toll on your earliest memories. Long story short, you ate something in the woods that nearly killed you. Your poor little body was so overcome with fever that you could barely breathe, so I went to seek help and I definitely found something like that.

There were rumors in the village of a demon that would make you a deal in dire times, in return for your soul. The rumors were wrong on one front, there was no demon, just a powerful witch named Isadora, however her deals were very much pricey. Our deal was that you would heal, and when I died, I would be employed under her services as what humans call a succubus until she died. A 'vampire', so to speak, that feeds on sexual desire. So, when Niklaus and his lovely band of murderers came for us, I was indebted to the witch until about six months ago when the old hag finally died. Now, I'm just your average succubus wandering and feeding on the lust of men and women."

Katerina just blinked at her for a few moments, digesting her godmother's sacrifice. Her sharp brown eyes constantly flickered over Desi's face for any sign of a lie, but found none. "Do all of the regular vamp rules apply to you, then?" Desi shook her head, closing her eyes and leaning back against the stone wall. "Nope, for example I can definitely walk out of this witchy trap unlike any of your kind. Or are you asking if there's a way for me to die?" She asked teasingly, already knowing that as long as she wasn't a threat to Katerina, her daughter would never betray her willingly. Katherine chuckled softly at that before leaning her head against Desi's shoulder, "You're all I've got left, Mama Desi. It's me and you from here on out."

Desi smiled, grabbing the cheap bottle of whiskey she brought out of her bag before downing a deep gulp of it and passing it to Katerina who promptly took a swig as well.

"Just me and you, precious. I'd say that I'd get you out of here as soon as possible, but we both know this might be the safest place for you when they come to town."

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Desislava was just a bit excited to flex her acting abilities. Her presence on the high school campus was definitely noticed by the student body, all seemingly fixated on the leggy brunette, but that's how it always was. There's no way to stay inconspicuous when every fiber of your being is meant to entrance your meals to come to you. Her hair was slightly curled and tossed over her shoulder as she strutted up to the main entrance in her black stilettos. Desi was and always would be sex on legs no matter what she wore, and in the case of her red button up shirt and slacks it was no different. As she entered into the main hallway towards the office, her dark eyes caught sight of a lovely bubbly blonde next to a tanned, broad shouldered boy with very attractive features.

That must be Caroline Forbes and Tyler Lockwood.

They were delicious looking, but entirely too young for her tastes. They'd be too sweet. Nearly gave her a toothache thinking about it. Sexual energy was like chocolate, everyone liked different percentages of different ingredients. Desi personally loved snacking on bitter souls, and those only came after either hardship or age. She felt Tyler and Caroline's gaze follow her on the way into the main office, riding a bit of a high feeling from the werewolf's lusting gaze. Supernatural entities always had slightly more potent emotions, and one of Desi's many attributes as a succubus was knowing when someone wanted her.

The small black woman behind the secretarial desk peaked up at her before outright staring and blinked owlishly. "Hello," Desislava said soothingly, allowing a bit of her ability to compel with her voice to slide through, "My name is Eve McCall, I'm supposed to be a substitute for your resident art teacher, I believe his name was Mr. Allen?" The secretary was clearly enchanted by Desi's presence and smiled warmly at her, "Oh yes, shame that he took ill but it'll be just fine with you here. Just sign in real quick and I'll have one of our students guide you to the art room before class begins. Please, take a seat! Would you like some tea while you wait?"

Desi, or Eve, smiled graciously while nodding. She learned long ago to accept anything someone gives you out of kindness, it makes you seem more endearing when you accept gifts. After receiving the styrofoam cup of tea, Desi watched as the secretary leaned outside the office before flagging down one of the students. In walked the beautiful Caroline who happened to also be Vice President of the student council, kindly shaking the succubus' hand in introduction, and Desi would be the first to say that she was quite kind and perky. I can tell that I'm going to love having her as a student.

Caroline led Ms. McCall down the hallway feeling entirely giddy about the new teacher. She felt almost oddly fond of her immediately and knew that she would very much like to be her friend if that was alright with her new teacher.

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The shifting of stone rang throughout the cave yet again and Katherine slowly walked towards the entrance, crossing her fingers that it's the one person she actually wanted to see. The Salvatores were brilliant eye candy but rather dull company after a few minutes of barely veiled threats presented as deals, and she thought that she might stake herself if she had to talk to her naive doppelgänger again this soon. Her brown eyes were gratefully treated to her godmother in professional attire. "How have you been, precious? I'm sorry it took so long but your gorgeous little soldier boys can't seem to stay away from here for too long."

"The usual, being bored stiff. I very nearly prefer running for my life compared to this. However, I do have some information that you might like to be wary of, specifically that the Salvatores are trying to break the curse of the moonstone."

"They're handing over the doppelgänger?" Desi asked incredulously.

"Of course not, they're not that smart. They're just trying to get rid of the binding agent on the spell so Klaus won't sacrifice her."

"And they think that Klaus won't reap his vengeance for ruining the sacrifice?"

Katherine shrugged at her question, "Like I said, they aren't that smart."

"Obviously, I mean they are adorable, precious, but you do maintain a habit of picking the not-so intellectually inclined. It seems to me that I might have to get more directly involved then."

Katerina's head snapped up at her words, "Are you sure, Mama Desi? No offense, but I don't think you'd be the most welcome addition to the Loser's Club."

Desi chuckled, her pink lips curling into a lovely grin, "IT references? You continue to amuse me! Besides that point though, dearest, they can't kill me. Not only do I have more valuable information than their newest little house guest, but if you don't know how to kill me I highly doubt those children do."

Katherine looked up at her godmother with scrutiny at her statement. "What information do you have on the Originals, exactly?"

"You're not the only one who has played with the Original family before," Desislava said with a wry smile, "Personally, I've flirted with them all as is my nature, however I've only ever really been with Rebekah and Kol. It was before I knew they were related of course, heaven knows the two don't look anything alike."

Katherine's eyes widened as she smiled in disbelief and good humor, "I always knew my passionate lifestyle was never given to me by my parents."

The older woman's dark eyes sparkled as she tossed Katerina a new blood bag. "I'll be on my way now, dearest, I'll come and visit again soon to give you an update on the whole 'hybrid' situation." And with that Desislava strutted out of the room, a certain determination set in her posture as she made her way to the Salvatore Boarding House. Katerina smiled wryly to herself, "Well, at least things are going to get more interesting."

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Desislava had arrived at the infamous Salvatore Boarding House, and it was just a niche as Katerina had described it. She was sure that to some people this would be a very fine home but to her, it looked like something a podunk lumberjack would enjoy, and she was far from that. She gracefully ascended the stairs leading to the front door and could hear the brothers discussing the risk of Niklaus with Rose. Desi proceeded to knock on the door, not particularly caring that she was interrupting, and was met by gorgeous piercing blue eyes that widened when they took in her appearance.

Damon Salvatore has been around for a long time, done the song and dance, slept in many a woman's bed. He's seen them all: blondes, brunettes, redheads, tall, short, long hair, short hair, and every color of eyes under the rainbow. But when he opened the front door, he knew he had never felt this intense magnetism to anyone, and he had never seen such alluring eyes. Long chocolate waves framed her face, which held a straight nose, expressive dark eyes swirling with a bit of mischief, and the most kissable pink lips he had ever seen. The enticing stranger was dressed in business attire, a white button up blouse tucked into a black pencil skirt, leading down to long shapely legs coated in black pantyhose and finished with black stilettos. She was absolutely stunning, everything that was attractive wrapped up in a flawless package, and Damon wasn't quite sure of what to make of her. He vaguely heard steps behind him and felt the presence of his brother, who also seemed stunned by the woman at the door. Stefan's reaction was quite similar, and the younger brother felt a pang of guilt when he noticed just how enraptured he was by her presence.

The complete knockout of a woman offered her hand out to shake Damon's while giving both Salvatores a devastating smile. Had they paid closer attention they would see that there was something familiar about her, but they hadn't just yet. "Hello," she greeted confidently in a slight accent, her damned voice was even enthralling, what painting did she walk out from? But she continued as if she didn't notice the vampire's ogling stares, "My name is Desislava, but you can both call me Desi. I'm here because I hear that you're interested in learning about the Sun and Moon curse..?"

And just like that, both of the brothers' eyes hardened in suspicion.

"And what would you know about it, gorgeous?" Damon asked, flirting as per the usual, but anyone who knew him well knew that there was a dangerous undercurrent to it. The brunette gave out a laugh that reminded Stefan of wind chimes before shaking her head, "Calm down, I don't work for Klaus-y. However, I would like to discuss this inside if that's alright?" Damon chuckled darkly, trying to ignore the intense attraction he felt towards this woman and he suddenly felt Rose's presence in the hallway.

The green eyed vampiress looked at Desi in shock, "Desi..?"

The Salvatores quickly snapped their eyes to the woman who had previously kidnapped Elena, before quickly moving back to Desi to gauge her reaction. "Oh, hello Rosie, it's lovely to see you once again," Desi said in a slightly lower seductive timber, very much remembering her wonderful interaction with Rose just a decade ago. The vampiress immediately sped over to her glancing up at the slightly taller woman with blown green eyes. Oh yes, her lust rolled off her in droves to Desi and the succubus realized that little Rosie must remember their encounter very well.

Stefan suddenly pulled Rose away from he gravitational pull that was Desi, turning her to face him. "You know this woman?" As Rose was fervently assuring the younger brother that she knew her and that she was good for the info, Damon had his blue eyes glued to Desislava's figure trying to figure out her angle, why she was here and how she knew about everything, as if just scanning her would give him the answers he wanted. That's what he told himself he was doing anyway.

Desi's thick brow arched in slight amusement, before gently pushing Damon to the side to get through the door. Damon couldn't physically push against her, or deny her request to let herself in, and it deeply confused him until he started focusing. His blue eyes widened and he vamp sped over to Desi, pinning her by her shoulders against the wall. Damon ignored the strange shivers of pleasure that coursed down his spine as he touched her. He didn't know why he was so physically against wrapping his hand around her slender throat but he didn't care as long as the black haired vampire got answers and quick. Stefan and Rose both looked on stunned at Damon's aggressiveness.

"What the hell are you?" He growled out, and Desi only gave him a sweet smirk back, her eyes swirling with overwhelming playfulness.

"I don't get at a drink first before you play rough with me? I thought you'd have better etiquette than that considering your age."

Her tone was completely teasing, showing no fear, and that's when the other two vampires realized that the lovely brunette didn't have a sound coming from her chest.