Summary: Klaus has killed Elena and now Damon, Bonnie and Stefan want revenge! They look for Klaus for 100 years and finally kill him! 100 years later, surprise, SURPISE! Elena is a vampire.
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Grief Stricken
Elena's P.O.V
I could feel myself teetering on the brink of death. Klaus was draining me; I was becoming paler and paler as the seconds ticked by and I could feel the beat of my heart slow to a sluggish rhythm. He was stealing my blood, but not only that, he was stealing my life.
"I'm sorry, lovely, but it's the only way. Not that I care whether you live or die," his voice purred into my ear as he tilted my head towards him.
Klaus dropped his hold on my neck and I slumped forward in the chair as he stalked around for about five minutes, preparing to leave. He eventually walked over to me and tapped his fingers against my cheeks for a response and to check if I was dead. I wasn't, not yet. I could feel myself falling into the darkness, my consciousness hanging on by a thread. Half of me wanted to give in and surrender to the encompassing abyss but the other half wanted to keep fighting. So, that's what I did.
I fought with all that I could but I could tell that this was it, this was my end. It was dark, everywhere around me was dark and lonely.
Damon's P.O.V
I couldn't believe it. Alaric's life was tied to Elena's. What the hell was I supposed to do? If I killed Alaric then that meant that Elena had to die, too. No, there had to be another way! Then, I thought about the exact words I had said to Elena at a time that seemed so long ago.
'I will always choose you.'
I had to think of a way to save Elena but kill Alaric. I would obviously miss my best drinking buddy; he had been my first real friend, the first person to accept me for who I was. I had two choices. I could either kill Alaric and, in turn, kill my one true love or I could keep her alive and die in the process. But, if I died then I couldn't protect her for the rest of her life, however long that may be.
I felt as my fist retreated and then struck through the air with force as I threw a punch at Alaric and he fell down against the lockers. The other vampire attempted to pick himself back up but, after a few tries, found that he couldn't. He looked like he didn't have the strength to, which was strange; he was a vampire now and should have been able to take a lot more than one punch. I watched as he became paler and, at that moment, I knew that he was dying. That meant... Elena.
Stefan was shocked but hadn't figured out what was happening yet.
"Damon, Stefan, you have to save Elena. She's dying, I can feel it. Go save her!" Alaric growled. I was the first to perk up and I used my vampire speed to get to Klaus' mansion quickly. He was the only person I could think of that would want to hurt her. I ran into the house, listening for any sounds that would suggest she was here but all was silent. I stalked slowly towards the room Rebekah had held me captive in but, as I reached the open doorway, I froze.
The room barely registered in my brain, all I could see was Elena's lifeless body. My feet moved subconsciously as I staggered towards her and fell to my knees in front of her. My fingers fumbled along her throat as I checked for her pulse. It was too late, she was dead. My love. I untied her restraints quickly and pulled her down from the chair until she was seated in my lap and I held her in my arms. It was at that second that Stefan flew into the room. His green eyes sparkled with emotion as he saw me clutching her body against my chest. He knew as soon as he had stepped into the room; she was dead. But I still couldn't believe it. I was still waiting for the moment her eyelids would flicker and she would reveal those gorgeous doe eyes of hers that I loved so much.
I looked down at Elena's unmoving form, silently begging her to wake up. When she didn't, I could feel the anger course through me. I slowly lowered her onto the floor, being careful not to knock her head against the hard ground as I got up. I don't remember making the conscious decision to do it, but the next thing I knew, my fist had punched through the plaster of the wall.
I destroyed the whole mansion; anything that could break, did. Stefan watched me sympathetically as he followed behind my trail of destruction silently.
The tears continued to run down my face but I did nothing to stop them. When my anger stilled, I sped back to her, pulling her into my warm embrace. My fingers threaded through her chocolate brown tresses as I slowly rocked us both back and forth. I could hear Stefan's voice in the background as he spoke into the phone but the words didn't register. He was speaking to Jeremy, I predicted. As soon as Stefan hung up, he made his way warily towards me.
"Damon we need to go. I phoned Jeremy and the hospital, they are going to pick up the body. We need to leave. Jeremy will come over and be with the body." I lost it as soon as Stefan said the one word I hated.Body.
"She's not just a body, Stefan! She'sElena!" I didn't see it coming but, before I could stop it, his hands clutched my neck and I felt myself fade into darkness.
Jeremy's P.O.V
My sister was gone. She was gone forever. Which meant that Alaric was gone, too. It was official, I concluded, I had no one; no one to look after me. I drove to Klaus' mansion and saw Elena's body lying there, motionless. I could feel the tears streaming down my cheeks, leaving wet, continuous trails down my face as my throat tightened. Every member of my family I loved was dead. I was alone, forever.
"Hello, is anybody here?" the morticians called out warily as they entered the large doors of the mansion.
"Yeah," I cleared my throat when I realised my voice was only a mere whisper. "She's in here," I shouted.
"Could you tell me what happened?" a man asked, clapping his hand onto my shoulder. I turned at his voice, freezing in place at the sight of his uniform. The police were here now. Great, just great!
"Um, I don't know what happened. I just came here to find my sister and I found her like this," I shuddered. The policeman nodded, patting my shoulder as he gave me a sympathetic look.
"I'm sorry for your loss, sir," he murmured softly.
I watched them take my sister away in the ambulance as I pulled out my phone and called Caroline first. Luckily, she was with Bonnie so I didn't have to explain everything twice. I told her all that had happened and after she said that she was sorry I had lost my last family member, I muttered my condolences. I hung up quickly as I felt the tears return. I drove back to the house, my hands trembling against the wheel. I entered the my family home slowly but I had never felt the house that empty before. I trudged up the stairs and directed myself into Elena's bedroom. I smiled softly at the sight of all her things before I lay on her bed and cried myself to sleep.
Caroline's P.O.V
"Jeremy, calm down. Now, say it more slowly. Stop blubbering, I can't hear you and I'm a vampire!" Bonnie gave me a questioning glance but I shrugged her off with a wave of my hand. "Elena's what? Oh my God! Jeremy are you okay? I can't believe this! No, don't phone her, she's here with me. I'll tell her and everyone else for you. We're here for you, Jeremy, all of us. I'm sorry for your loss, Jeremy. Thank you." I hung up and burst into tears.
"Caroline, what's wrong? What happened?" Bonnie hugged me tightly as my body shook in her arms.
"She's dead! Elena's dead!" I sobbed into Bonnie's shoulder. I heard her swift intake of breath before her soft cries joined mine. She clutched me tightly as we mourned the loss of our best friend since childhood. We sat like that for a long time until a thought popped up in my head.
"Oh my God!" I sniffled as I pulled away from her.
"What?" Bonnie asked, a small frown forming on her forehead.
"Damon! Oh God!" Bonnie looked at me confusedly. "What are we going to do about Damon? He loved her more than Stefan ever did so, don't even defend Stefan! We both know that it's true." My head fell into my hands as I reclined against the headboard.
"I wasn't going to defend Stefan. I know that Damon loves Elena more than anyone ever could. I realised that a long time ago. No one else knows what I'm about to tell you." I nodded, gently encouraging her to continue. "I have been trying out some spells to steer Elena to Damon. It didn't work though. She was too strong. She kept on fighting. Like, always fighting at the worst times and that is how we will always remember her. Fighting for her life and fighting for her love. Always fighting." We chuckled together tearfully.
"She was one tough bitch! She even slapped the big, bad Damon Salvatore." I smiled sadly at Bonnie; Elena was always going to be in our memory. Especially mine. I was going to remember her for eternity.
Bonnie's P.O.V
I got out of the car and opened the door to my house. My dad was away for the weekend and, for that, I was thankful. I locked the door behind me and sank to the floor in tears. I was pretty sure everyone in town would be crying after hearing about Elena's tragic death. I still couldn't believe it. Elena was dead. My best friend since nursery was dead. Once I had calmed down, I pulled out my phone and called Damon. He would be worse than anyone else right now, she concluded. No one knew what had transpired between Damon and I five months ago; we had let bygones be bygones and reached an understanding. We had had to hide our new-found alliance though; we could not risk anyone finding out our hidden agendas! Especially Elena, at the time, because she would surely know that something was going on.
"Hello," he answered groggily.
"Hey, Damon, how are you doing? You know, with Elena..."
"So, so. I miss her," Damon murmured. "How are you doing with all of this?" Damon had been crying, she surmised, you didn't have to be able to hear or see him to know that he had.
"I'm doing all right. It's hard at times but I'm going to ignore the pain for now. I have to be there for Jeremy. Damon, I have something to tell you." I bit my lip, feeling nervous.
"What?" he questioned warily.
"I think I've found a way to kill Klaus."
...
"That might just work. Great idea, Bonnie," Damon praised.
I smiled and hung up. I typed in Jeremy's number and hit the call button, listening to the dull ring of the dial tone. I proceeded to call him five times but he wasn't answering. I quickly grabbed my keys and drove to the Gilbert house to make sure that Jeremy was all right.
I turned the doorknob of the Gilbert residence, relieved to find that it wasn't locked and walked into the house. I found myself entering his room and I froze. He wasn't there. I walked back out, noticing that Elena's door was open slightly. I pushed the door open slowly and saw Jeremy sleeping on Elena's bed. He looked exhausted. It broke my heart seeing him like that. I walked over to him and stroked his cheek lightly, trying not to wake him up.
"We will get our revenge, Jeremy, don't worry," I whispered, kissing his cheek softly. I straightened up and walked out of the house. As I stepped into my car, I knew exactly where I was heading next; the boarding house.
Damon's P.O.V
"Stefan!" I shouted from the parlour. I heard Stefan start at my shout and soon, he left the sanctuary of his bedroom and joined me in the parlour.
"What's up?" he asked, crossing his arms across his chest. He had his brooding forehead on today, like every other day, but today, it seemed even more furrowed.
"Bitchy witch is coming over. She might have found a way to kill Klaus. We can get our revenge!" Stefan's green eyes lit up at the mention of revenge but I didn't think it was because of the revenge for killing Elena.
"Revenge is sweet," Bonnie muttered as she walked in smiling, though her eyes still held her sadness. "So, how have you both been?"
Stefan shrugged whilst a tear fell out of my eye. I swiped it away quickly. I allowed myself just one, there would be plenty more later on.
"So, explain. How we are going to do this?" Stefan asked earnestly.
"First, we need to find Klaus, of course. That is going to take a long while since we have no leads. I will need to slow down my ageing and once we find him, we make him weak. He will not be able to do anything. He won't move. Won't speak, won't even twitch an eyelid. Then, I will need the blood of Elena's soulmate." Stefan moved forwards whilst I looked down at my feet. "Damon."
I looked up at Bonnie in shock and confusion. "You're kidding me right?" Bonnie shook her head. I'm her soulmate, she's my soulmate, I thought. My dead soulmate. "So, what are we doing with my blood?"
"I will make Klaus feel the pain that Elena felt when she was dying and he will feel the grief that you felt when she was dying and when she died. I can make it start and stop like the flick of a switch. It will drive him crazy to the point were he admits that he wants to die and then, we kill him." I smirked at the idea of Klaus in pain. I had to hand it to her, Bonnie had come up with a great plan.
"Good idea, judgey. For once, we're on the same page." I smiled sadly at her. I missed Elena. I missed her and everything about her. My throat closed over just thinking about her and soon, I had to shake her from my thoughts so that I could breathe easily.
"I think we should plan her funeral. I don't think Damon or Jeremy can handle it," Bonnie whispered to Stefan. They both nodded to each other, thinking that I hadn't heard their plans.
"Do you want to plan it all out tonight?" Stefan questioned. "It will be easy to get everything together, you know, because Damon and I have unlimited funds. We'll pay for everything."
Bonnie nodded sadly. They went off upstairs to Stefan's room to talk about Elena's funeral. I couldn't wait until Klaus died but, if he did in fact die then I would have no other reason to stay alive.
I sped out of the boarding house, hoping to find a snack and a distraction from my morbid thoughts.
2 Days Later.
Today was the day of her funeral. It had been going smoothly until Bonnie had suddenly started screaming. Stefan had moved quickly and gotten her away and soon after her outburst, everyone looked back to Elena's grave. There were a lot of people who had turned up at the funeral. Everyone had loved Elena, it was impossible not to. I could feel the tears burning my cerulean eyes so, I looked down to try and hide my face from the other townspeople. I didn't want anyone to see me like this.
The funeral passed by slowly. Everyone was leaving now. I was staying behind, though, to spend some alone time with her. I sat by her grave for hours until I finally decided to go home and drink until I couldn't any more.
Elena's P.O.V
Meanwhile...
When Damon had run out of the graveyard, the inside of Elena's grave was stirring.
Elena's body was still lifeless but after a minute there was a gasping sound and that was when Elena's eyes opened wide trying to think what had happened and where she was. She didn't know she was in her grave..