Hello. Just a quick introduction before I begin because my life is just a smidge complicated.

My name is Isabella Maria Swan but my friends call me Bella, or at least Rebekah did. Dear, sweet, easily angered Bekah. I've been keeping an eye on her for over a thousand years ever since we were children, and she thinks I'm dead. Her stupid mothers fault. I've watched her cry, seen her be daggered, often undaggering her myself but never letting her see me in case I hurt her more. Nothing creates more heartache than the return of a dead/undead best friend.

I was born two days before Rebekah and my mother died, fever took her not long after I was six months, leaving me orphaned, my father had been killed by the wolves the night I was born, it was a full moon and he was hurrying home a little too late. Esther let Rebekah play with me unwillingly and tolerated our tight friendship until she discovered my magical potential. That's what she called it. All I knew aged four was that I could levitate a boulder or a tree and start fires. I became her and Ayanna's student quickly surpassing them in strength and Power, and a part of the family but I kept my mother's name. I was the only one other than his father who could keep Niklaus in line and I taught Elijah the best way to remain strong. I'm happy to see he still has the morals I taught him.

Everything changed when Henrik was killed and Mikael, always the arsehole, forced his wife to create the vampire spell. She needed someone to test it on and who did she chose? That's right. Me. That bitch. The spell didn't work right; my Power was too strong to be replaced by vampirism like it was supposed to so the two halves mutated. I got the best of both species, speed, strength, healing, immortality and magic without bloodlust. Even so, Esther said I was a failed attempt and cast me out, saying I had died of a wolf attack to stop her children going after me, which she knew full well Bekah would.

It's 2013 now and I've been watching Niklaus screw his life up in Mystic Falls and New Orleans and practically every town in America. He even came to Forks where I was staying with my great great great great great great great grandnephew twice removed Charlie. My father had a sister. Don't ask. I only just managed to avoid him and his stupid fights with the local 'coven' of 'vampires'. The Cullens. They're not really vampires just a mutated spell that got passed on like vampirism. For god's sake they SPARKLE! Has anyone ever heard of a vampire sparkling? It's ridiculous. I just stayed out of their way, and they think I'm human even if stupid Edward stupid Cullen did try to kiss me and then told some woman named Stephanie our 'story'. Four books and five movies over a sloppy almost kiss behind the cinema?

Anyway Niklaus is the most hated vampire in history just like I told him he would be if he didn't sort out his issues It's quite entertaining actually, I honestly didn't think he'd be able to screw up this badly. It's hilarious.
But now things are getting serious. Marcel runs New Orleans violently but he has a young witch working for him, her name is Davina and is a distant relative on my mother's side. The thing is Niklaus wants New Orleans back and Marcel isn't happy about that and Rebekah, Elijah and Davina are in the middle. Three people I care about so it's time for me to step in and put these squabbling babies back in their places. And yes I can do that.

Oh and Niklaus has a hybrid baby on the way with a werewolf named Haley. Just thought I'd mention that. I like Haley. She's aggressive and protective like me.

I can help Davina find her path, stop the war in New Orleans, get Niklaus the hell back in line and I will. So just watch me and bring it on.