Damon Salvatore walked along the cobblestone streets of Prague, his favorite place in Europe. He had been traveling for several months since the tragedy in Mystic Falls had left him with a void in his heart. Although he enjoyed solitude, he also felt a bit lost.
As he walked, Damon noticed a tall, slender figure in the distance. The figure moved gracefully and seemed to be watching him. Damon frowned, annoyed by the interruption. However, when the figure approached, Damon was speechless.
It was a beautiful woman with blonde hair and amber eyes. She wore a leather jacket and tight pants, and moved with a confidence that left Damon intrigued.
"Can I help you with something?" Damon asked with a smile.
"I'm looking for someone," the woman said in a cold tone.
"Who are you looking for?"
"My sister. The last time I saw her was in Vienna a few weeks ago. I've been following her trail, and it seems she was here in Prague too."
Damon realized that the woman was a vampire, like him. There weren't many vampires in Europe, let alone ones who looked like runway models. Damon wondered if she was part of a clan.
"Are you part of a clan?" Damon asked.
"Yes, I belong to the Denali clan. Why do you ask?"
"I was trying to figure out why you're so beautiful," Damon replied with a smile.
The woman looked at him with disdain, but Damon noticed a glint of amusement in her eyes.
"And you? Are you part of a clan?" the woman asked.
"No, I'm a loner. Damon Salvatore, at your service," Damon said, offering his hand.
The woman looked at him for a moment before shaking his hand.
"Kate Denali. Nice to meet you, Damon."
Damon didn't know why, but he felt that his life was about to change with this chance encounter.