Oh, the humanity!
The Prologue-
Night drops onto Mystic Falls slowly, gracefully – it creeps its way around from the shadows. I see her, she struts down the hallway of the high school as if she's perfect. The lone person here, or so she thinks. I was Katherine Pierce - a woman to be feared; one of the strongest vampires around besides the originals. I even had the two dashing Salvatore brothers on each arm, like dogs. And to think, this pathetic thing, this human has become one of my biggest problems to date.
Elena Gilbert is my doppelganger – the weaker, stupid equivalent of myself. We look identical but that's where the similarities end. Everyone is always, "Poor, Elena," and it's ridiculously annoying. She always needs saving, whether as a human or a vampire.
This long-haired, proud, horrible excuse for a vampire took both Damon and Stephan from me, ruined my relationship with my boyfriend Elijah, and just simply pisses me off! And for a while with her humanity "turned off," she thought she was going to kill me for revenge. Although, frankly, I should be killing her. And that's what I plan on doing.
I jump out of my hiding place and strike at her throat. Immediately we topple onto the floor and I restrain her limb movement. I can feel Elena let loose a strangled scream from her clenched throat, and it makes me grin. I get up and dust off my jeans – I'm going to have fun with this.
Elena rubs her healing bruise of a head, whines with frustration, "What are you doing?" I would smirk, but I'm too angry. So I say, "Believe it or not, I had a bad day." Before Elena can even scramble onto her feet, I grab her by the head and toss her at the metal lockers with all my force. The thud is music to my ears.
I describe to her my day, "It all started with Bonnie – who denied me the Silas-like immortality!" And pin her to the lockers by her throat. She says some snarky comment, each word forced out through breaths, "Of course. The great Katherine Pierce can't be satisfied with just vampire immortality." That incorrect bitch. I throw her against the other side of the hall and she lands on her feet. I watch as Elena rips a locker door off its hinges, and my eyes widen as she turns to thrust it into my stomach. The air is knocked out of me instantly, and for a few seconds I am vulnerable. But as she tries to retract for a second hit, I step forward and grab the slab of metal with both arms, "I deserve it. I never had a graduation, or a prom, or a life – that's all for you!" And I draw her close, as we both tug on the metal before I smack her in the head with my own, causing her to stagger backwards.
Elena looks shocked, her hands hover around her split lip. I saunter closer, slowly, "You get it all. And no, it's not because you deserve it, it's because you stole it from ME!" We spin with elbows interlocked before she tosses me aside. Again, our eyes are met and our rapid breathing is even. Elena screeches, with tears welling in her eyes, "You killed my brother!" I shrug, smiling, "Yeah, that was a little nasty."
She charges, screaming in fury, and I manage to take advantage of this and direct her headfirst into glass. I feel overcome with power as she slumps to the ground, battered, bruising, and bleeding. A broom catches my eye, so I break it against the bucket to get a nice splinter and I grin, thinking, The murder weapon.
The victim is crawling away uselessly, so I follow, "I have nothing." A burst of anger causes me to thrust the hilt into her neck. "And I'm about to change that." One wide kick turns her over onto her back, writhing in the dirt of the floor makes me laugh. I admit, now I'm having more fun. I've tuned out a bit of her words, "-classy to the end, Katherine."
Those words ring in my brain, they sound lovely. It makes me smirk, exposing teeth, "Your end." And the makeshift spear, a dagger, cuts through her throat. Elena is whimpering – I've won, soon I will feel the success of killing the stupid Elena Gilbert. Blood gurgles in her throat, making me sneer. I get down on my knees, ready to do the dirty work and her glazed-over eyes seem to clarify. My hand is now inside her ribcage, I can feel her heart pulsating in my fist. "Bye, bye."
Before I know what's happening, Elena rustles around in her pocket and shoves a glass vial in my mouth. I splutter, and spit but she slams my jaws close. The pain isn't what gets me – a strange liquid flows down my throat and I start to shake. Elena throws me over onto my back. The colours of the world are fading, lines blurring, defeat fills my every bone as the last words I hear are Elena laughing in triumph, "Have a nice human life, Katherine."
-Haha, I hope you enjoyed! This will set the scene, and after that episode - this just made me write a story ASAP. I based this on the fight scene, but I swear the rest of the story will be 100% unique. :)