Hey Guys! So I decided to give fan fiction another shot and write a season 4 TVD story. I hope you guys like it, please let me know if you'd like me to continue. Constructive criticism is always needed. This ones short but I promise I'll make the next ones longer and hopefully update quickly. Thanks!
Disclaimer: I do not own The Vampire Diaries, sadly, but if I did...
She stared down the blood bag that was placed in the table in front of her. All around her, her loved ones, the vampires, were prepared to pounce as if she were to be attacked or lose control any moment. Truthfully, Elena wished she could be left alone but she knew that was unlikely to happen. She drew in a deep breath and grabbed the bag of red liquid soon to become her source of survival. Her hands shook as she ripped open the bag.
Elena never wanted this, she never wanted to become a vampire, but deep down she always knew this would eventually happen to her. She had chosen to complete the transition for Jeremy. He needed her, she was the only family he had left and she wasn't just going to leave him.
From the corner of her eye she saw Stefan step back and try to calm himself down. Had he not gained control yet? She looked over at the side of the room and saw Damon; he was staring at her with so many emotions in his eyes that it was difficult even for her to pinpoint one of them. They stared into each other's eyes both understanding to change that was about to happen. They may have been staring for quite some time because Caroline had let out a warning cough, signaling Elena to complete her transition. With one last look at everyone, she brought the bag to her lips and drank the blood. Suddenly it had become the most wonderful thing she had tasted. She felt strong, invincible and powerful. Then pain over took her. Her gums ached as she writhed in pain. Both Salvatore brothers rushed to her side but Elena turned to Damon by habit. He always took her pain away.
Understanding he was not wanted, Stefan got up and walked out of the room.
"It hurts Damon. Make it stop!" She complained as she buried her face into his chest. A confused look appeared onto Damon's face but disappeared quickly knowing he needed to comfort her.
"It's okay Elena, it's just your fangs, shh it's going to be okay" He said rubbing her back, trying to soothe her. Eventually she stopped and looked up at him, veins visible under her eyes and her fangs ready to bite. Damon swore he had never seen her more beautiful.
"I'm thirsty Damon", She said.
Damon looked at her running his hands along the veins. "Barbie go fetch another blood bag", he demanded not removing his eyes from Elena. He knew he shouldn't be doing this, she had made her choice and it wasn't him though the way she was looking back at him made him think otherwise. You're losing it Salvatore, he thought.