"He wanted me for a sacrifice," Katherine said, her voice smooth and dangerous as she toyed with the moonstone in her palm. She recounted her escape to England, the betrayal of the vampire Rose, and the moment she realized she would rather die on her own terms than be slaughtered like cattle. By her own hand, she had turned into the very monster Klaus couldn't use, condemning herself to a life of eternal flight.
Across from her stood Elena Gilbert, the girl who wore her face but possessed none of her ruthlessness. Elena had come for the truth about Klaus, the Original vampire who had hunted Katherine across the globe since 1492. [S2E9] Katerina
But the shadow of her father loomed over them. He didn’t see a grandchild; he saw a mark of shame that had disgraced their family name. Ignoring his daughter’s desperate pleas, he took the child and walked out of the room, leaving Katerina to scream in a hollow agony that would echo through the next five centuries. "He wanted me for a sacrifice," Katherine said,
"He wanted me for a sacrifice," Katherine said, her voice smooth and dangerous as she toyed with the moonstone in her palm. She recounted her escape to England, the betrayal of the vampire Rose, and the moment she realized she would rather die on her own terms than be slaughtered like cattle. By her own hand, she had turned into the very monster Klaus couldn't use, condemning herself to a life of eternal flight.
Across from her stood Elena Gilbert, the girl who wore her face but possessed none of her ruthlessness. Elena had come for the truth about Klaus, the Original vampire who had hunted Katherine across the globe since 1492.
But the shadow of her father loomed over them. He didn’t see a grandchild; he saw a mark of shame that had disgraced their family name. Ignoring his daughter’s desperate pleas, he took the child and walked out of the room, leaving Katerina to scream in a hollow agony that would echo through the next five centuries.