Emma's eyes shot open and she instantly regretted it. There was a blinding light that shone in her face, and she had to use her hands to cover her poor eyes. She blinked rapidly, giving herself a moment to adjust to the light. Once the black spots in her vision vanished, she looked around to see. . . nothing. She sat up from her spot on the ground, but she wasn't even sure if she was on the ground.

The young Gilbert found herself in a white space that extended, well, who knew? There was no definition of any walls or a door or anything. It was just blinding white everywhere. Emma got up to her feet quickly and turn around to find anything but failed.

"Where am I?" she asked herself, her voice echoing outward.

She looked down to see a large, dark red stain in the middle of her shirt, causing the previous events to fill her mind. The gym. Stefan killing the two teenagers. Herself shouting at Klaus. Rebekah. . . stabbing her with the crowbar.

"Oh, my god!" Emma shouted, grabbing the material of her shirt.

She died. Like, for real. She bled out! Breathed her last breath. So then, where was she? Heaven? If she was, why was it so empty?

"Emma."

She whirled around in the direction of where the voice came from. Her eyes widened at the person before her. "Jared?!"

The boy let out a chuckle, giving her a small wave. "Hey."

This was the most confused Emma had ever been in her entire life. "Why? H-how are you here?" she asked, an overwhelming feeling consuming her. "Wait. If you're here, then-Are you dead?!" she shouted. Jared opened his mouth to respond but Emma paid no attention. "How did you die? I'm so sorry I wasn't there-"

"Emm-"

"-to at least help you. If it was Klaus-"

"Let me ex-"

"-then he's so dead. Well, I can't really kill becau-"

"Emma!" Jared yelled, silencing the girl. "Can I please explain?" he asked, receiving a nod. "Okay, so this may be a shock, but as you know, you died."

Emma rolled her eyes. "Thanks, Captain Obvious." Jared sent her a look. "Sorry, go on."

Jared smiled. "Thank you. So, um, I'm here because, well, I'm your. . ." He trailed off at the end, making Emma cup her ear.

"You're my what?"

"I'm you're guardian angel." he finally said.

Emma stood there, staring at the boy. A guardian angel? "What?"

Jared nodded, rocking back and forth on his feet. "Yeah, I know it's hard to process. Let me further explain. I was sent down to Earth to protect you and help guide you with your gift as a seer, since as you know, a seer is a profit of sorts appointed by God."

"You certainly didn't do a good job." Emma pointed out, gesturing to where they were. Then something clicked in her head. "Hold on a second. If you are my guardian angel, then does that mean everything we've been through, the kiss and the date, was all a ruse? Were you just pretending?"

"At the beginning yes but when I k-."

Emma raised her finger, silencing him. "Wow. Is there a form I could fill out for a replacement angel?" Jared tried to speak again, but the glare she sent him stopped him. "So, if I'm dead, why am I here with you?"

"Well, because I'm your guardian-"

"Ex-guardian."

"Sure. Because I'm your guardian, I am here to inform you aren't actually dead."

"But you just said I was dead."

Jared let out a sigh. "I only said you died."

"So that means I'm dead. How can I not be-"

"Let me talk!" Jared shouted, his own anger boiling inside him. "I know you're angry with me but you're making my job a lot harder with your interruptions. Just please, let me finish." Emma reluctantly nodded. "You're not dead because you're going to come back to life as a vampire."

Emma sucked in a breath. A vampire? She was coming back as a vampire? But, how? She couldn't drink Stefan's blood. Klaus made sure of it by compelling her to reject it. She looked at Jared, her eyes urging him to tell her more. The angel snapped his fingers and a plain white door appeared to his left. He motioned for her to follow him as he began to walk toward the door. She slowly walked after him, watching him open the door that revealed an actual room on the other side. Once she stepped through it after Jared, she saw that she was back at the warehouse in Chicago. She was in an aisle of shelves.

"Hey, Jared." she called out, looking around, seeing the Mikaelson caskets placed on the shelves. "why are we-"

"He's not with us, Nik. I can sense it."

Emma's head snapped over at the end of the aisle, cautiously following the sound of the voice.

"She's wrong."

Was that Stefan? she thought, speeding her pace up. When she rounded the corner, she was taken back seeing Rebekah, Stefan, Klaus, and herself standing close to each other. Emma went up to her double, which she noticed no one even acknowledged her presence, and remembered exactly what was going on. This was the moment when Klaus realized Stefan and herself were lying to him about Elena.

"And if he's not in, she is too." Emma heard, turning to see Rebekah's glaring gaze directed at her, or at the other her.

"What is going on?" Emma questioned, backing up to look at everyone.

Jared appeared next to her, causing her to jump. "This is your forgotten memory." he said, watching as Klaus shot forward and snapped Stefan's neck.

Emma shook her head as she flinch when Stefan fell to the floor. "That's impossible. I remember this. Next, he's going to go to me and compel me to sleep."

The angel remained silent, making Emma furrow her eyebrows in confusion. She returned to watching the scene in front of her. Like she said, Klaus vamped over to the other her, only this time, he covered her mouth with his wrist, holding her head with his other hand as she struggled against him. Emma gasped, knowing that Klaus was doing.

"He fed me his blood?" she asked Jared, who only nodded.

Klaus removed his wrist, the other Emma coughing violently. The hybrid, then, grabbed her face, his pupils already dilating.

"In a few moments, you will forget everything I'm about to tell you. From this moment on, you will not drink vampire blood, from anyone, to heal any wound."

"Nik, why feed her your blood if you're just going to keep her alive?" Rebekah voiced, her arms crossed in annoyance.

Klaus glanced over to his sister. "If it turns out what I'm thinking is true, at least I can use this to our advantage." He turned back to the girl. "Now, sleep." And the other Emma was out.

The scene before the real Emma seemed to have paused, like someone pausing a movie for a quick break. Emma turned to Jared, her mind blown away. "So, he just made me forget what he did to me?"

"Yeah," Jared replied, shoving one of his hands in the pocket of his jeans. He snapped his fingers again with the other hand, the door popping out of nowhere behind them.

Emma shuffled her feet after him to return to the white space, her head pounding with how many thoughts she was thinking about. "So-so I'm going to be a vampire?"

The door slammed shut and disappeared as Jared scratched the back of his neck. "Um, actually no."

The Gilbert let out a frustrated groan. "Oh, my god! You are, like, the worst guardian angel in the world! Can't you tell me a straight forward answer?!" she yelled, waving her arms frantically.

"I'm sorry! I'm still new at this."

"Oh, great. So God decided to give me a beginner guardian?"

"Kind of." Emma reached out and started to slap Jared's arm rapidly. "Ow, stop." he cried out, backing away from the girl. "I'm trying my best. Anyways, you're not just going to be a vampire. You're still going to have your seer powers. Since you're God's profit, He thought that you should keep them."

"Then why can't I just stay human?"

"It goes against the balance of nature. You have to be a vampire." Jared explained, rubbing his arm.

Emma ran her hand through her hair. "When do I come back to life, then. Or go back to earth?"

Jared raised his wrist and checked his watch. "Uh, now."

Emma gasped, her eyes snapping wide open. She was glad she was no longer in that white area, the brightness was too much. She was staring straight up, seeing the wood panels of the ceiling above. Was this how the gym's ceiling always looked like?

"Emma?"

The girl flinched, burying herself further in the couch she was laying on from the voice next to her as if the volume was too loud. The gym had a couch, too?

"Emma, are you alright?" the voice asked.

She finally moved her head to the side and saw Elena, covered in a blanket, and Damon standing a few feet from her. It was then she noticed the bookshelves and the table with glasses full of bourbon. She was in the boarding house. Emma continued to look around and winced in pain as she stared into the fire in the fireplace, light being too much.

"No." Damon said, his face full of shock. With two quick steps, he was by the girl's side. He grabbed both sides of her face, looking into her eyes. "Say 'Damon is the greatest.'"

Emma looked at Damon as if he was crazy. "Why would I say that?"

"Damn it, Emma. Do as I say." Damon demanded, the girl seeing his eyes dilating.

She understood what he was trying to do and looked at him with sad eyes. "I can't do that, Damon. N-not anymore." she said, small tears starting to form in her eyes.

Damon let go of her face and turned to the fireplace, placing a hand on the mantel. Elena tightened the blanket around her, looking from Emma and Damon.

"What is going on?" she asked.

Emma removed the blanket covering herself and got up from the couch. "When I, uh, died, I had vampire blood in me." she said, watching as Elena lost her grip on the blanket around her, it landing on the ground. "K-Klaus had made me drink his before Stefan and I returned to Mystic Falls as a secret play or something. He made me forget but, uh, I remember it now."

Damon growled and left the two girls, stomping his feet as he left.

There was a moment of silence that fell over after he was gone. No one moved from their spots. Emma and Elena stayed staring at each other with tears in both their eyes. Suddenly, Elena shot forward and engulfed Emma in a tight hug. Emma had to go onto her tippy toes to make it easier for the older sister to hug her.

"I'm so sorry, Em. I should have never-"

"No, Elena. Don't blame yourself." Emma broke away from the hug for a moment. "This was not your fault." she said, hugging Elena again.

It was then when Emma registered a loud, pounding sound coming from Elena, a sound she never heard of before. Immediately, Emma could hear the blood flowing through Elena's veins. She felt the urge to take a sniff of the oldest's neck. Stop! she thought to herself, pushing Elena away from her and taking many steps back.

"Emma, what?" Elena asked, seeing the young girl's panicked face.

Emma help her hands up to stop Elena from coming to her. "Don't come closer. I-I might hurt you." she said. She could still hear Elena's pounding heart.

Both their attentions turned to Damon's return. He didn't look at any of them, just went straight to Emma and shoved a clear package against her chest. "Drink."

"W-"

The girl was going to question his actions when she looked at what he gave her. The red immediately catching her eye, the package squishing in her hand. Through the packaging, she could smell the substance. Her mouth began to water.

"Damon, we can't just make her drink it."

Damon glared at Elena. "If she doesn't, she'll die. For real this time. The only way is for her to drink the damn blood."

Emma could feel their stares on her as she contemplated her choices. If she didn't drink the blood, she'd wither away and die. If she did, she'd continue to live but as a . . . vampire. Forever. Everyone she knows who's human would die and she'd still be living. And she wished making the decision was easy, but all she could think about was the blood in her hands. Screw it.

In a flash, Emma ripped off the cap of the blood bag, drinking the blood fast and closing her eyes in delight. Before, when Stefan had fed her his blood to heal her broken arm during the festival not that long ago, the iron taste was awful and almost made her gag. Now. Man. Now, it tasted great. The sweetness and thickness reminded her of honey. It was like she was drinking honey. And it felt good. She squeezed the bag to get the last little bit to her lips and tossed the bag to the ground.

"I want more." she said, panting heavily.

Damon shook his head. "No. Too much, you won't be able to control yourself."

Emma glowered at the older vampire. She was going to have more blood and she was going to have it now. The newly made vampire moved to run past Damon but felt herself shoot forward. She grabbed onto the door frame of the library, catching herself from falling. Looking back over to the main area of the library, she saw Damon and Elena's surprised looks. This is more like it, Emma thought and used her fast speed to vamp to the basement where the cooler full of blood bags was. She grabbed the lid and ripped it off its hinges, the object clattering on the ground along with its screws. She reached out and tore open a bag, quickly bringing it to her mouth.

She never thought she was going to end up loving the taste of blood. God, she was missing out before. Now she understood why Stefan couldn't stop. The girl could feel some blood trickle down her chin, but that only made her mad because she was wasting some of it. She heard footsteps approaching to her left, followed by a gasp, though she ignored Damon and Elena. She moved onto her seventh bag.

"Emma! Stop!" Damon shouted, taking the bag out of her hands before she had a chance to open it. His shoes squished the empty bags laying her.

"Give it back!"

He threw the bag aside and blocked the cooler from Emma's way. "You need to stop. You're overwhelming yourself."

"I don't care!" Emma screamed, her fists tightening at her sides. "I. Want. More."

"Emma, please." Elena pleaded, but Emma wished she never said anything.

Emma started to hear the pounding of Elena's heart again, the sound cancelling out everything else. She glanced over at her sister, her focus on her neck.

"E-Emma?"

The young girl vamped forward and slammed Elena against the wall. Her teeth bored out but she stopped herself when she saw Elena's terrified face. She gasped and quickly backed away, covering her mouth.

"I'm sorry." she whispered. She looked over at Damon, who was slowly making his way over. "I-I need to get out of here."

Before either of the others could protest, she used her quickness to get out of the boarding house. Her destination was unknown. She just needed to get away from Elena. Her vision was no longer blurred from how fast she was going and saw that she ended up in an empty alley. The moon barely lit up the area, but the yellow light from the street lamps by the sidewalks showed her that she was in town.

She threw herself against a brick wall and slid down to the floor, her heightened vision clouded by her tears. Damon was right. She had too much and now she couldn't control herself. She almost hurt Elena. Her own sister. If she didn't stop, she would have bitten her. Why? Why did she drink the blood?

From the lit part of the alley, where the street lamps shone bright, the sound of laughter filled the silent air. Emma looked over and saw a couple leaning on each other, laughing like there was no tomorrow. They entered the alley a little bit, the guy pushing his girlfriend against the wall and kissing her. Emma grimaced, those two picked the wrong place to be doing that. The girl ran her hands through the guys hair and he grabbed them and pinned them above her head. The girl giggled, moving their entangled hands against the brick wall before letting out a hiss. In an instant, Emma could smell it.

"Ow, I scratched myself." the girl said, bringing her hand in front of her to show scratch marks on the side, the red shinning from the light.

Emma got up fast but not without knocking over a bottle next to her, gaining the couple's attention. She could see them looking at her strangely, but she turned around and started walking towards the other end of the alley.

"Was that girl watching us?"

She heard the guy scoff. "Probably. What a creeper."

His comment made her a bit annoyed but she pushed it down and kept walking.

"Hey, is your hand good? Want me to kiss it better?"

"Ha. And what? Do you want to suck on it like a vampire, too?"

Emma stopped, looking over her shoulder to see the guy smirk. "Only if you want me too."

The girl never had a chance to reply. The Gilbert had already thrown the boyfriend across the alley who let out a groan after he landed. The girl screamed seeing Emma's face covered in veins and her teeth sticking out.

"Don't make a noise." Emma said, never breaking eye contact with the girl. The girl stopped screaming. "Don't move." The girl stopped shaking. "And give me your hand." The girl held it out for her.

Emma took it and examined the wound, a small trace of blood trailing down towards the center of the palm. She bent her head down and licked it, letting out a satisfied sigh. This blood tasted better than the ones before. She bit down on the wound and started to drink the blood flowing out. It was so warm, like drinking hot chocolate on a snowy day. But she wanted more. Emma let the girl's arm fall limp to her side, and moved to bite her neck when she heard the boyfriend to her left.

"O-oh, my god." He had gotten up from the ground, his eyes wide with fright.

Emma smirked, now advancing toward him. "Yeah, He's kind of my friend."

"You're fucking craz-"

The vampire grabbed him by the neck and brought it down to her lips, biting down hard. The guy began to yell but she covered his mouth with her other hand. His blood tasted different, but a good different. If she was being honest, though, it was difficult to choose which one tasted better. When she was done, his body fell to the floor and her attention when back to the girlfriend, who was standing still against the wall. Emma walked back over and smiled at her.

"Sorry about that. Where was I?" she asked, then biting on the girl's neck.

After there was nothing left to drink, she licked her lips for more as the body fell. She started to laugh. What a rush that was. It was the best thing she ever experienced. Emma continued to laugh, staring at the girl's body, only, something inside her made her laughter falter. She saw the girl's lifeless eyes staring at nothing, her chest not moving, her body still. She stopped laughing and bent down, touching the unbitten side of the girl's neck to check her pulse. Nothing.

"Oh, no." she whispered, vamping quickly to the guy and checking his as well. Nothing. "Oh, my god!" she exclaimed, backing away and grabbing her head. "What did I do?!"

Emma fell to her knees, hyperventilating uncontrollably. She just killed two innocent people. Two. Sobbing, she started to rock herself back and forth, trying to forget what she had done. There was no way she could.

"Oh, sweetheart. You poor thing." a voice said behind her. She didn't move from her spot as she heard the owner's footsteps stop right next to her. "You seem to have made a mess."

"G-go away, Klaus." she choked out, cowering away when he placed a hand on her shoulder.

"Now, Emma. Don't turn away help." he said, a knowing smile on his stupid face. "Come on. Up you go." He grabbed her elbow and helped her up.

"S-s-stop." she said, struggling against him but even as a vampire, she was still weaker than him. "You d-did this to m-me-e."

Klaus chuckled, turning her so she was facing him. "I may have given you my blood, darling, but it was Rebekah that landed the final blow. If it wasn't for me, you'd be dead."

"Because of you, I-I killed those people."

She watched him shrug. "Something you won't need to worry about." Klaus glanced behind her and she heard a new set of footsteps. "Nice of you to join us, Stefan."

Stefan laughed, appearing in Emma's line of sight. "Well, I had to see it for myself. This was definitely a surprise."

Emma stared into his eyes, noticing something different. He was not the same Stefan he was back at the gym. Not the same one back in Chicago. This Stefan, he seemed confident, laid back, not a care in the world. What did she miss while she was out?

"Since you're here, could you take care of the mess? I'd like to have a chat with Ms. Gilbert." Klaus said, guiding Emma away as Stefan started to get to work.

"I don't want to talk to you anymore. I'm going home." Emma said, breaking away from Klaus and walking away from him.

"So you could just hurt Elena and your brother?" Klaus questioned, causing her to stop in her tracks. "That's what I thought. I could help you," he began, Emma turning around to see him leaning against a wall. "take away the guilt you're putting on yourself." he suggested.

Emma looked at him as if he was crazy, which he was. "You want me to turn off my humanity? To be like you?" She quickly glanced over at Stefan, connecting the dots. "And I'm assuming you did that to him, except you probably forced him against his will."

"Maybe. But it would make our plans easier if you cooperate." he said, before freezing.

The girl observed the hybrid, looking for any kind of movement, but he didn't move a muscle. She looked back at Stefan to see he was bending down, but also still. What was going on?

"So this is a problem."

She whirled around and saw Jared standing not far from her, hands on his hips.

"I thought I said I wanted a new guardian angel." she pointed out. "Because you suck. Really bad. You-you let me do that." She gestured to the couple behind her.

"Yeah, I know. I thought you were still at the boarding house, but when I peeked through the windows, I saw your sister and that one guys freaking out. I realize that I was too late to help." he said, hands behind his head. "But, I'm here now, considering you need to make a very tough choice right now."

Emma scoffed, anger boiling up within. "I don't have a choice! If I don't listen to Klaus, he'll kill everyone I know."

"That may be true, though, you do have the choice if you want to cooperate as yourself or a feelingless monster."

The young Gilbert stared at Stefan, knowing that if she turned it off, there would be no way back for her. She already messed up and she was in her right mind. Who knows the damage she could do if she lost herself.

She kicked a small rock away, arms crossed tightly. "You're right." She rolled her eyes when she saw Jared fist-pump. "And I can't get a replacement?"

He shook his head. "Sorry, you're stuck with me. Don't worry, I'll be around more."

Emma sighed. "You better." she muttered as Klaus raised an eyebrow in her direction.

"So, what will it be?"

"What's the plan?"

And that's the next chapter in Emma's crazy adventure! Please let me know what you thought, this was a fun chapter for me to write. Don't forget to favorite!

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