Hello, guys! So this is my first story written, ever. I've deleted it and posted it, around 5 times now, I am just nervous xD I am usually not that much into writing but I decided to give this one a shot, because I've had the idea since like.. forever. This is post 3x22 days after it, to be exact. It's a DE centered story, but it involves other characters as well, I've had this plot idea, and I want to show it as well. I don't know where I will go with this one or, even if it will go somewhere. Rated M for safety. :)
Prologue
Her long, light-purple dress was too heavy for her to carry. Her vision was blurred, she didn't know where she was. Her eyes were partly open, and she came to the realization that two men were holding her, so that she wouldn't fall down. Her brain slowly started to estimate the situation, but she felt like her mind was blank, her head was pounding. She looked around to see where she was. The place was dark, like it was under the ground, the walls were crude, and it smelled like dust. She was definitely under the ground, her brain was slowly, and painfully, starting to work properly again. Her arms and legs felt incredibly numb. And then she felt the burning fire in her throat, the thirst that she felt was eating her from the inside, wherever she was, whatever had happened to her she had been here for awhile, and had probably been injected with vervain. Just when she felt like this was all over.
„Oh, you're finally concious, lovely.", a man's voice was coming from behind her. She could recognize this voice everywhere, she was still hearing it in her dreams, in her nightmares.
„Klaus...", she heard her weak voice. „What are you..?", she had difficulties forming words.
„Shhh, darling, everything will be okay, I promise you.", his soothing voice was whispering in her ear. „Let her go!"
She felt the arms that had been holding her, gradually loosen their grip, until they let her go completely. Her body was so weak, she couldn't even stand on her feet. She never thought she could feel so weak again. After she turned, she thought her days as the damsel in distress were over.
Just before she would fall on the ground, two strong hands caught her.
"Oh don't you look just beautiful? I thought we should make this a little more special." She heard Klaus's voice clearer now. She was also starting to see through the blur. Klaus put her on a beautiful, a little vintage chair, and turned to face her. "Yes, they've done a great job." He said, with an evil smirk.
This was true. The light-purple dress was strapless, covering her curves perfectly, and outlining her small body. It was so long, it was falling on the ground. Her long, chocolate hair was falling heavily in big, loose curls. She even wore a little make up, that was the top of her whole outfit. What kind of a freak show was that?"
"How are you feeling? I am trying out this new 'recipe', so to call it, a mix of vervain, and some witch mojo?", he said, smiling. „Do you like it?", he snickered, barely able to contain his laughter.
"What is going on here?", Elena said, now a little more confident. She wasn't exactly in the mood for playing games now. "What do you want from me?"
Klaus's smile got even bigger as he said:
"I just want my doppelganger back."
Elena rose her brow. "What do you mean you want your doppelganger back? I am right here. And I am sure I am pretty useless now.", she smiled a little wickedly, now it was her turn to gloat.
Klaus's eyes locked on hers. He wasn't mad, he was actually amused by something.
"Okay, let me rephrase this.", his evil smirk was back. "I want my human doppelganger back."
He watched as her expression instantly changed. Fear was settling in her big, doe eyes. She wanted to become human again, more than anything in the world, but not like that. She refused to be someone else's puppet for the rest of her life. Not again. She made an attempt to run, knowing it wouldn't do anything; Klaus just laughed and pushed her back on the chair.
"How?", her voice was husky now.
"Oh you know, I've made a friend or two recently, and they gladly agreed to help. See, I need my army back, and I need to be bigger than ever, and this couldn't happen without your help, sweetie. And it's not like you had much to do. Same old story, switching the Salvatores. ", he grinned. "So I need the warm, human blood to be running in your veins again."
"How?", she repeated, in the same husky voice.
"With magic, of course.", He was whispering now, there was fire in his eyes, and Elena knew this fire well enough, it didn't mean anything good. "You would absolutely love this one, my love"
Elena's slowly improved hearing, picked up heels moving in the hallway, towards them. A female figure appeared in the 'room'. She recognized her. Or rather, she recognizes her appearance. The woman that was now standing before her, had nothing to do with how she remembered her. Her dark hair was straight, her clothes were entirely black. She wore big heels, tight leather pants, and a matching leather top. Her make-up was heavy as well. But the most shocking thing was her expression. It was cold, colder than she had even seen it. Her eyes were focused on her, but the love that was usually in them, was replaced by darkness.
"Bonnie…", she whispered in disbelief.
2 months earlier
Elena stretched her hand slightly out of the curtain. The sun hurt her hand instantly, and she quickly pull it back. Her gums were aching, and her throat, oh god, her throat felt like it was going to explode. She didn't know how to endure this anymore. But she had made her choice. This needed to happen a long time ago. She was meant to die in that car, a year ago, with her parents, everything would have been so much easier.
"Lost in your suicidal thoughts again?", she recognized the mocking voice instantly. She would recognize it everywhere. It was the voice that was sending chills through her body every time she heard it. She turned and smiled at him.
"Damon, I thought we talked about this. I have already made up my mind, and nothing will change that. Not even you.", a weak smile crept on her face, as she saw how good he looked in his white t-shirt, that was perfectly outlining his abs, black jeans and boots. She shook her head, she wasn't supposed to think about him like that. She had already made her choice. It wasn't fair to him, or to his brother.
"I am not going to try and talk you out of it, again, I know how it feels to have your choice ripped away from you.", pain settled in his bright ocean-blue eyes. She knew how much it cost him to say this to her, and she appreciated it. "But I hope you know, there are people who need you here. Stefan, Jeremy, Caroline, Bonnie.." He stopped for a moment, he was considering saying something. "Me.", he finally said in a low voice.
Tears appeared in Elena's eyes. She knew how much she was hurting him. She knew how much she was hurting everybody. But this was the right thing to do. For once in her life, she knew that. But the pain that he was trying so hard to hide was unbearable, and she had to do something. She moved slowly and hugged him tight. He deserved this, at least this, right? Damon had sacrificed his life so many times for her, he had been there for her in the darkest moments of her life, he stayed even though this only brought him more pain. He definitely deserved was really stiff at first, she could say he was really surprised by her gesture. But then he relaxed and took her in his arms. He held her so tight, like she was the most precious thing on this world. His scent was intoxicating to her. She couldn't let him go, she knew the appropriate time for hugging someone had long passed, but she didn't care, she just couldn't let him go.
"Khum." Someone was standing at the door frame, watching them.
"Stefan!", Elena reluctantly let go of Damon, whipped the tears of her eyes, and looked at the green-eyed man before her.
"How are you feeling?", his voice was mild, but she could hear the guilt, he was trying to hide behind it.
"Fine, I am… fine.", she said with a slight smile.
"Okay.. okay." He didn't know what else he could say. She could see the guilt eating into him. " I am actually here for Damon. There has been an emergency, something about Klaus and Tyler. I didn't get what Caroline was saying through her sobs."
„Caroline was crying? What is happening, is she okay?", Elena's voice was full of worry. What was happening to her friend? Klaus? Wasn't he dead? Her head hurt from the effort to put everything before the accident back in place. She was getting weaker.
"Klaus? I thought the bastard died. Well, damn it, we couldn't have two minutes without a disaster, can we? What a fabulous life." Damon was back to his usual, sarcastic self, in less than a minute. And he was pissed. "Come on, let's go see what vampire Barbie has for us this time."
"Be safe.", Elena said, looking from one brother to the other.
"Death would be way too merciful for us.", Damon smiled cockily, but she knew that there was so much truth in his words.
The brothers left the boarding house and Elena was alone. It was physically hurting her that she wasn't there for her friend. The sun wouldn't burn her and turn her into ashes, since she wasn't technically a vampire, but she felt really awful walking in the broad sunlight. She swore she would visit Caroline tonight. She didn't know how much time she had, and she wanted to spent most of it with the ones she loved. She sighed and went downstairs. She could take a nap or write in her diary. Somehow writing in her diary didn't seem appealing to her now. She didn't know what she would write, which was weird considering her life was complicated enough to write a novel. Recently, every time she had tried to write something, words just wouldn't come out.
She heard a strange noise coming from the hallway. She turned quickly around, and she was face to face with the last person she felt like seeing right now. Her blond hair was falling to her shoulders. Her mouth was stretched in an evil grin.
"Rebekah, what are you doing here?", Elena said, feeling tired now.
"I have a treat for you.", she cocked her face to the side, the evil grin still on her face.
"I am not in the mood for playing games right now, please, I am tired plea-", Elena tried, but before she could finish her sentence Rebekah disappeared.
Elena's expression instantly froze as Rebekah appeared again in a matter of seconds. She was bringing someone with her. A girl, in her early teens. She had a dirty-blonde hair, and she was wearing jeans and a tank top. Her eyes were somehow blank, indicating she was probably compelled. There were two small holes on her neck, and blood was rushing out of them. She smelled it, it was the most delicious thing she had ever smelled. She could only imagine how much better it would taste. Her gums started to hurt, as she felt her fangs appearing. She could feel the veins on her face showing, she shouldn't be doing this. This was wrong, this wasn't what she wanted. No, no, no. Elena tried to back away, but Rebekah just laughed and brought the girl even closer to her. This was too overwhelming for Elena, she couldn't take it anymore. She slowly approached her victim, breathing the intoxicating scent of the blood. Just a little taste, she wouldn't kill her, she couldn't kill anybody. Her brain simply shut down, she stopped thinking and before she even realized what was happening, her teeth were deep into the girl's neck.
So, that's it for now. Next chapter is longer, considerably longer. So, please I would really love to hear some opinions, feedback will be loved, thank you :)
