Elena Gilbert walked into the Mystic Grill, only to find it swarmed with people. Shit, she thought. Now it's going to be harder to find her victim. She did herself up for the occasion. She was wearing a black shirt which showed off her cleavage with a black jacket to cover up. She was also wearing black skin tight jeans with black heels. All dressed in black. Well, that is the suited wear for the perfect murder, isn't it? She giggled to herself at that thought.
A male worker walked up to her and offered her a seat. She quickly nodded and followed him to a booth. This way she can look out for whoever it is that she's meant to kill. Once sat down, the man had asked if she wanted anything.
"A glass of scotch would do the trick, thank you." She said in her most polite tone. The man obliged and walked away. Elena took out her phone and went into her pictures to find the person who she was looking for. A man with blond hair and green eyes appeared. He was absolutely gorgeous. She hated when her boss gave her the good looking people to kill. But, he said that because she was so beautiful that it'd be easy. Seduce and kill. It was her game, really. She had gotten so used to it that it became a regular event. She'd do it just for the fun of it sometimes. Yes, go on about how much of a bad person I am, she thought.
She looked at the name that was written on the photo. Stefan Salvatore. The last name seemed so familiar. She thought about it for a while.
Salvatore. Salvatore. Salvatore.
That name rings a bell.
Damon Salvatore.
They couldn't be related, could they? No. I can't do this. I'll get caught.
Elena clicked her boss's number and it began to ring. "Is the mission over already? Is he dead?" He greeted.
"Are you fucking insane, Niklaus?" She yelled. She looked around after she noticed that she was too loud and saw a few eyes on her.
"What's the matter?" He asked.
"Stefan Salvatore." She whispered. "Why didn't you tell me that he was related to Damon Salvatore?" Elena asked.
"Well, because I knew that you'd back down. But I know you're already there, and if you fail this mission, Elena. I promise you that you won't see tomorrow." He threatened.
Elena just hung up. Damon Salvatore was the head officer in this town. Damon has been after them for years, and if Elena killed Stefan, Damon would hunt Elena down and kill her. But if she didn't kill Stefan, then Niklaus would kill her regardless. So either way, Elena was in for a hell of a ride.
Elena raised her glass to her mouth and sculled her drink. She needed it.
After she had finished, she stood up and looked for her victim.
There he was, playing pool with his friends. Elena decided to walk up to them. All eyes were on her as she strutted towards them. Once at the pool table, she stood next to Stefan, stealing his beer and sipped it.
"Do I know you?" Stefan asked.
"Do you want to?" Elena seductively asked back in a whisper, but it was loud enough that his friends could hear. They were all whispering to each other.
Stefan laughed awkwardly. "If I knew that such a fine looking girl was going to introduce herself to me tonight, I would have dressed up."
Elena smirked again. "Well, I have some clothes back at mine. If you want to… dress up, you can."
"Let's go." He said.
Elena lead the way, the smirk never leaving her face. She swayed her hips as she walked, all the way to her car.
Once back at her place, she led him into her room and began unbuttoning his shirt. He started to kiss her. God he was hot, she thought. Pity he has to die.
Elena took her jacket off and pushed him on the bed. Stefan had lifted her shirt off and threw it on the ground, leaving Elena in her bra and jeans. They began kissing again, and Elena started grinding on him. She crept her hand to her back pocket, which held a little gun. She wasn't even sure what kind of gun it was. She didn't care about it; if it was small enough to fit in her pocket, then it was good enough.
She held it to his head.
"What the hell?" Stefan asked.
"Stefan Salvatore, nice to meet you. I'm Elena Gilbert." She smiled.
He was trying to push her off, but she only pushed the gun further into his head. "What do you want from me?" He asked.
"To kill you." She said simply, and with that, she pulled the trigger. Blood splattered everywhere, but she wasn't fazed. She's used to it. She got off the bed and picked her shirt up, putting it on. After that, she had pulled her phone out of her other pocket and dialled Klaus's number.
"All done, Klaus. Stefan Salvatore is dead." Was all she said before putting her phone back into her pocket.
"ELENA GILBERT, WE ARE HERE TO PUT YOU UNDER ARREST." Fuck, she thought. They had found her. But how?
She looked at the dead body of Stefan and reached into his pockets to find a phone. She unlocked it, easy enough the passcode was 0000. Idiot. She read through his messages and looked under the name of 'Damon Salvatore.' He had given Damon her address. So he knew who she was. Guess he wasn't an idiot after all.
"OPEN THE DOOR!" Shit, she needed to get out of here. She walked downstairs and went to the back door. No one was there, good. She opened it slowly so they wouldn't hear it, and she ran for it. She climbed the fence and sprinted for her life. She grabbed her phone out of her pocket and called Klaus once again.
"What now, Elena?" He asked in an angry tone.
"They found us, Klaus. Stefan knew who I was and told Damon. They're after us. What are we supposed to do?" She asked, her voice shaky because she was running.
"Meet me at the airport, we're leaving." He said. Elena hung up and kept running.
Elena P.O.V
I'm Elena Gilbert; I'm 23 years old and have been running from Damon Salvatore for two years and counting. This is my story.
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