AN: Thank you all so much for the reviews! My heart swelled with each one I read. Ok, I would like to answer a few reviews in this note.
siberia21; I know what you mean! That happens to me a lot. Yes, I will try my best to make the chapters longer, this is just my first fanfic.
lotus-bugxm9; Thank you very much, I'm glad that I have such gracious reviewers. I agree with you, maybe she will go after Stefan, then realize what Klaus did and try to save him….hmm….
the dark euphie; Don't worry, I'll find a way around that even if it kills me..lol. I'm with you on that one, Klaus will pay.
And to the rest of the reviews I have received in the span of five minutes, thank you all!
Anyways, on with the story!
Chapter 2
Elijah POV
I eyed my brother warily as he opened the door, motioning for me to follow him inside. I still didn't fully trust him… and who could blame me?
I took in my surroundings cautiously, noticing small details that indicated my brother's residence; an empty blood bag here, a dirty shirt there. Really, you'd think he would've learned a few things from all those etiquette courses our mother made us take.
Stay focused! Right, my family.
I followed Ni-Klaus into what seemed to be the cellar of the house. My eyes quickly adjusted to the dimly lit interior, even more so thanks to my vampirism. I didn't sense any other being in the room, which was odd… "Ni-Klaus, you said you would take us to our family." I had stopped walking by now, waiting for him to answer me. He turned around, his face emotionless as he looked into my eyes. "I have, brother." The word held a hint of bitterness in it, I could practically see the poison dripping from his fangs. Snake…wasn't that one of our childhood nicknames for him? He sure as Hell was clever as one…I watched as his gaze flickered to something behind me. Before I could turn around, I felt my strength leaving me gradually. I stand corrected…is clever as one…
I looked up at him, putting as much malice as I could into one word. "..Bastard…"
He smirked, finding yet another way to irritate me. "Please… call me Klaus."
I fell to the ground, the sight of my brother smirking down at me replaying in my head as I passed out.
AN; I feel like doing first person omni, if that is the correct term. Please, inform me if it is not.
Elena POV
Elena was pacing, finding she could not sit still with the information she had been given. Surely he had a good reason…I mean, he couldn't have been planning to betray us the entire time, right? Elena recalled what he had said a few days ago. Was it really only days?
"I am a man of my word, Elena." She had believed him. She had believed everything he said. It just didn't make sense to her that he would just… she couldn't even bring herself to think of it again. So instead, she thought of the times they had together that were almost good.
When he informed her of his past, of his family, she could see that he hadn't thought about it in quite a while. She understood what it was like to bring up things that you wished you could lock away forever. Unfortunately, life didn't work like that. She knew that from experience.
She recalled how she felt slightly irritated when Stefan had called her, frequently. She must admit, going with Elijah had given her a break from the Salvatore brothers. She said so herself. It's her life, she should be able to make her own decisions. Elena felt like she had that taken away from her, by Stefan because he wouldn't let her do things she would normally do. He acted like she was a porcelain doll, fragile and helpless. Damon, she felt, understood perfectly. Unfortunately, that was not the case. He took with out permission, trying his hardest to keep her from harm. (even if that meant trapping her in her own house so that she couldn't give herself over to Klaus.)
Elena took in a big breath, pushing those thoughts from her mind. She couldn't stand not knowing if Elijah was safe or not. Every minute that ticked by was like torture, her heart was screaming at her to try to do something. Her head was telling her that nothing could be done, he was already gone. Once again, she was torn between to options; stay here and do nothing but worry, therefore bringing her death closer. Or, go find Bonnie and try to do a locator spell, even if it would mean dealing with her vampire boyfriend and his brother. She bit her lip, finding one flaw with her plan. Locator spells need a possession of the missing person. Elena started pacing again, racking her brain for an answer. Suddenly, she almost flew to her closet, digging out a Wal-mart bag with some charred cloths in it. Now, to go find Bonnie…
AN; Ok, so there's chapter two! Please hit that little button down below. If so, I will ask Elijah to give you a hug. Elijah; *stares at me menacingly* a what? Me; *blinks* please review!
