Chapter One: Summer Time Blues

"Bye, bye little girl!" Katherine Pierce smirked as she dug the wooden stick in precious Elena Gilbert's chest cavity, a few inches more and she would stab her heart and she would finally be dead. A world without Elena Gilbert, she could already imagine the possibilities. She would be the only doppelganger left. No one else would bow to darling Elena's alter, Elijah, Damon, Stefan would regret the day that they choose her over Katherine. Elena was the carbon copy, Katherine was the real deal and the thought of everyone believing and choosing precious Elena made her want to vomit.

Elena struggled to breathe. This was not happening, she was not going to lose to Katherine of all people. She would rather die than let her win. Her eyes widened as she removed the stick from her chest cavity. She dug into her jacket pocket, she remembered that Stefan had given her the cure. She grabbed it and before Katherine could blink she jabbed it inside Katherine's mouth and forced her jaw to close. The cure dissolved in Katherine's mouth.

Katherine felt her strength leaving her as a horrible taste entered her mouth, everything around her was becoming dark. No, she would not let Elena win, she would finish what she started.

Using whatever energy she had left, she grasped the stick that she had been holding and stabbed it as hard as she could over Elena's heart.

Elena gave a small whimper of pain and her skin started turning gray. Smirking slightly, Katherine let darkness overcome her.

When Katherine's eyes opened again she felt everything around her spinning and her head pounding. She sat up quickly, and she immediately regretted it, her body started screaming in pain. How much time had passed?

She looked next to her and smiled as she saw Elena's desiccated body next to her. She was dead, the bitch was dead. Time to start the celebration.

Then she froze and she remembered past events, Elena shoving something in her mouth, something tasting awful, losing consciousness. A scary thought entered her mind, it couldn't possibly have been, and she wouldn't have dared-

Panic quickly entered her body, she pulled out the stake from Elena's heart and ran it through her palm, blood instantly oozed out. Her eyes widened when she didn't heal, however.

Katherine let out a chocked sob. She was human. Weak. Fragile. Mortal. "No, no," she shook her head. "This isn't supposed to happen, no!"

But reality began to settle. She was human. Easily killable. A mere fly on the wall.

"You did this!" she hollered at Elena's dead body. Then another horrible thought entered her mind. Damon. Stefan. The rest of the Mystic Falls gang and the Elena worshippers would have head. Along with about three hundred others.

She looked up. Only fifteen minutes had passed. Katherine forced herself to stand up. She needed to get away. Fast.

"I'm back," Stefan Salvatore said as he pushed the door open of the Salvatore boarding house.

"Good," Damon Salvatore said as he walked down the stairs. "So I'm guessing this means that Silas is sleeping with the fishes? Why are you extra broody? We won."

Stefan didn't smile. He was still feeling a little overwhelmed from his conversation with Lexi. "Where's Elena?"

Damon served himself a drink. "She said that she was going to say goodbye to Jeremy before he went to the Other Side, speaking of which hey witchy," Bonnie appeared at the door with tears in her eyes. "I assume that either a) you just watched The Notebook or b) the veil is back up a little Gilbert is drinking shots with Ric on the Other Side."

"The veil is back up and yes, Jeremy is gone." Bonnie clarified, annoyed that Damon could make everything in a joking matter. "Where is Elena?"

Damon paused. "She said that she was meeting you two up at the school."

Bonnie frowned. "She never showed up, I wonder where she could be."

After a while, Damon sighed. "I'll got get her, knowing her she's probably sobbing over Jeremy's failed math test from last year."

"Nice," Bonnie said disgusted. "Very sensitive. Elena is a lucky girl."

Damon smirked. "I try and yes, she is."

"Elena? Elena yoo hoo!" Damon whistled as he walked through the empty hallways of Mystic Falls high school. He frowned when she didn't answer. Was she at home already? He had called her several times, but to no avail.

And then he saw her.

She was on the ground as if she were sleeping, but her entire body was gray. She was dead.

"No," Damon cradled her in his arms. "No," he pushed back a pierce of hair from her face. "No, Elena please don't be dead! Please!"

Elena's dead eyes stared back at him.

-End of Chapter One-