Disclaimer: I do not own anything related to The Vampire Diaries, TV show or books. However I decided to have a little play around with the characters (I would definitely like to play with Damon).
Elena, Caroline and Bonnie slowly walked down the dimly lit corridor of the entrance to The Underground. Music could be heard in the background, but nothing too loud. However as they were likely to be the first there, that wasn't much of a surprise. They took in the black velvet walls which surrounded them, with the occasional silken red rose intertwined into the material.
Eventually they made their way inside the club, which was smaller than they had expected. There was a raised area which looked to be where the private seating was allocated. There was a balcony which overlooked the dance-floor, probably for the VIP's. Near the seating area was the bar. At the opposite side of the room was a small stage where they could see a well equipped DJ setup. The stage was only just large enough for a band. In the middle was the dance-floor.
Elena looked up and saw the ceiling was mirrored. The black velvet theme with the red rose intertwined extended throughout the walls, occasionally interspersed with either a mirror or a black and white print of old movie stars. Music was playing quietly in the background when she heard more voices behind them. When she turned around she saw Josh welcoming two others whom she presumed were the invites to the the club Josh mentioned earlier. As Elena turned to face her friends once more, she was met with the face of a young man in a cap.
"Hi I'm Thierry." he introduced himself. "I take it you are Nandi's invites?" he asked.
Elena, Bonnie and Caroline simply nodded in response to his question.
"Great." Thierry smiled. "Follow me." he offered as he walked up three stairs to a horseshoe shaped cubicle, which faced the dance-floor. In the center was a table with a red button in the middle.
"What's this?" Bonnie asked pointing to the button as she started to cough once more.
"I'm your personal server and protection, along with Josh." Thierry explained. "Press the red button if you want anything and I will get it for you, at no cost." he added as he looked at the still coughing Bonnie with concern. "Would you like a glass of water?" he asked as Bonnie nodded profusely.
"Can we have the cocktail list?" Caroline asked as Thierry handed over three booklets, while they sat down.
"You don't need to worry about your belongings should you wish to dance." Thierry smiled. "They're under my protection. Nobody will touch them." he said.
"That's good to know." Caroline smiled as she looked at the cocktail list. "I'll have a mojito." she told him as he scribbled down her order in a small notebook.
Elena browsed the menu. "I'll have a margarita." she smiled as Thierry wrote her order in his little book and turned to Bonnie, who was still coughing, however she pointed to Elena to confirm she wanted the same.
"So that's two Margarita's and a Mojito." Thierry clarified as the girls nodded. "I'll get you a glass of water first." he smiled at Bonnie and walked off to the bar while the girls got themselves comfortable and Bonnie finally stopped coughing.
"Are you okay?" Elena asked Bonnie who was breathing heavily after her bout of coughing.
"Yeah." Bonnie frowned. "Something was tickling my throat."
"I'm sure the Margarita will cure that for you." Caroline winked as Thierry brought over a glass of water and quickly made off back to the bar.
Bonnie took as sip and coughed once more. "That's better." she sighed. "I'll be fine in a minute." she nodded.
"Well, I could get used to this." Caroline grinned as she ran her hands along the crushed black velvet of their seat. "This is the life I want to lead after college. Someone to be at my beck and call at all times." she smiled.
"I don't think Tyler quite fits the Bill." Elena laughed. "I just can't imagine him being so under the thumb." she said as they all laughed with her at the image of Tyler doing everything Caroline wanted.
"I guess." Caroline sighed dramatically. "We can't all have pussy whipped boyfriends like Stefan." she stared at Elena.
"He's not pussy whipped." Elena replied defensively.
"Seriously?" Caroline raised an eyebrow. "If you asked him to massage your feet straight after a five mile run before you took a shower, would he do it?" she asked.
"Oh come on." Elena looked at Caroline pointedly.
"Elena, just admit it, Stefan does everything you ask and agrees with everything you say." Bonnie shook her head. "Doesn't it get a little boring?"
"And Jeremy doesn't?" Elena asked Bonnie.
"No!" Bonnie shook her head. "I wish. Have you ever asked him to do the dishes?" she asked.
"He wouldn't know where the dishwasher was." Elena replied.
"Exactly!" Bonnie folded her arms looking satisfied with Elena's response, before starting to cough once again.
"Are you getting sick?" Elena asked.
"Drinks!" Thierry called out as all three girls nearly jumped out of their skin while he placed their drinks in front of them. "Just press the red button and I'll come right away and take your next order." he smiled before disappearing towards the bar.
"Well that wasn't creepy at all." Caroline stated as all three girls suddenly burst into laughter. "But seriously Bonnie, I think you might need to get that checked out when we go back home." she added.
Bonnie nodded. "If it hasn't gone by then I'll talk to the doctor." she promised.
Caroline raised her glass. "Here's to having a wonderful evening, Elena's belated twenty first birthday, and having the opportunity to ogle hot guys without our boyfriends breathing down our necks."
"Care!" Elena laughed. "Why would be ogling hot guys? Aren't our own boyfriends hot enough?" she asked.
"Well you can speak for yourself." Caroline replied. "Admittedly, Stefan is probably the hottest guy to have ever stepped foot inside Mystic Falls, like ever. But we don't all have the luxury of such hotness as you do. And who knows, you might see someone here who's even hotter." she smirked.
"And what do you plan on doing if we do find these men of mass hotness?" Bonnie asked.
"We ogle and if we get lucky, we dance with them." Caroline replied. "We don't have to take things any further than that, if we don't want to. Dancing is not cheating!" she declared.
"True." Bonnie nodded.
"What happens in The Underground, stays in The Underground." Caroline declared.
"Fine!" Elena sighed, knowing full well she wouldn't be dancing with anyone else other than Bonnie and Caroline. Although dancing with another guy wasn't technically cheating on Stefan, her possible wishful intentions were mentally cheating and she wasn't sure she wanted to go down that route.
As the girls continued to chatter, they noticed the club slowly filling up with what they could only assume to be locals who were around their age group. The music had gotten louder, the strobe lighting was all around and the dance-floor was quickly beginning to fill up. They agreed that Nandi was right after all. This club was definitely their scene.
True to his word, Thierry kept their drinks coming with amazing efficiency. Therefore two hours and three more cocktails later, Caroline started to try and persuade them to dance.
"Seriously. This is a club not the Mystic Grill." she shouted over the music. "It's too loud to talk and we're too far from the dance-floor to check out the male real estate of New Orleans."
Elena and Bonnie looked at each other before Elena replied. "We'll dance, but I have no intention of dancing with a hot guy." she shouted. "You can if you want Care, but I'm not."
"Me neither." Bonnie agreed with Elena. "Elena and I will dance together while you flirt with the hot guys." she laughed.
"I guess we better let Thierry know." Caroline grinned as she pressed the red button on the table. Within seconds, Thierry appeared out of nowhere. "We're going to dance." Caroline told him.
"I'll keep your things safe." Thierry smiled as the girls got up and headed towards the dance-floor.
The dance-floor was packed as they got there and started to dance to the music. At first they stayed together, but it wasn't long before Caroline wandered off to dance with a well dressed blonde haired guy. Elena and Bonnie looked at each other and laughed. They knew Caroline would never actually cheat on Tyler, and their drinks were being protected by Thierry, therefore there was no risk of them being roofied. Anything they did was entirely by choice, meaning as much as the guy might want more, he'd have to settle for just a dance with her.
Suddenly Bonnie's jaw dropped in shock, just as she started to cough once more. The next thing Elena knew was she felt a tapping on her shoulder and warm breath in her ear.
"Katherine?" a man's voice came from behind her. Elena almost froze as that was the first thing Stefan had said to her when he met her. The man's voice was certainly not Stefan's, but Elena did wonder if he was talking about the same woman as Stefan had, who it turned out was an old friend from years back and from a distance Elena resembled her, but up close looked nothing like her.
Elena turned around to face the man behind her. It took all her might to keep herself in check as he was by far the most attractive man she'd ever seen. He had raven black hair and icy blue eyes that you could get lost in, fanned by dark lashes, making him look like he was wearing eye liner and mascara. He had razor shark cheekbones which most women would die for. He wasn't just handsome, he was beautiful, if it was possible to describe a man as beautiful.
"No...um...I" Elena looked around her to make sure he's wasn't talking to someone else. "I'm Elena." she replied.
The man frowned with confusion. "Oh, you...you just look...I'm sorry, you just really remind me of someone." he narrowed his eyes for a moment before holding his hand out for Elena to shake it. "I'm Damon." he introduced himself.
"Nice to meet you Damon." Elena smiled nervously as she took his hand.
"Would you like to dance?" Damon smiled seductively as she heard Bonnie cough behind her.
Elena turned around to check on her friend who was chatting to a dark haired guy before turning back to Damon. "Not to be rude or anything, but I have a boyfriend." she admitted.
"I'm not proposing marriage." Damon joked. "It's just a dance."
"Well I'm with my friend." Elena said as she turned back to Bonnie.
"Oh I think Enzo will take good care of her." he smiled.
Realizing she had been backed into a corner, Elena sighed. "Fine! As long as Enzo doesn't try any funny business with my friend, she's dating my brother." she agreed as she held out her hand to dance with Damon.
Damon twirled Elena around and placed her arms around his neck as they began to move their bodies together to the music. Damon frowned for a moment as they danced before he spoke into Elena's ear.
"I don't think you have a very clever boyfriend." he told her.
"What makes you think that?" Elena scoffed.
"Because if he were, he wouldn't have let you come here without him. I know I wouldn't let you out of my sight if I were in his position." he told her, his face deadly serious. "Why are you here?" he asked. "I take it your an invite."
"We have business in New Orleans." Elena replied, not wanting to reveal the true reason they were there.
"Nandi?" Damon asked. Elena nodded, wondering if he already would have an idea what it was about if Nandi had sent them.
Damon didn't say another word about the matter. He just pulled Elena in tighter to his body as Calvin Harris's Feel So Close came on. They were practically intertwined, and Elena could feel the hard contours of his body which were hidden under his designer black shirt and jeans. Elena drank in his scent, which seemed to do things to her she'd never really experienced before. It was more intoxicating than alcohol. Her core ached with desire for him, as she uncharacteristically wanted to rip his clothes off right there and then. Elena hadn't even felt that way about Stefan. There was something dangerous about Damon as opposed to Stefan who was kind and safe. Damon stared at her in the eyes, making her heart beat rapidly, almost out of her chest.
Just as Elena was feeling completely overwhelmed, Damon's attention seemed to drift elsewhere. Elena hoped it wasn't another woman as she'd decided she wanted Damon all to herself for the rest of the night, regardless of her relationship status. Damon suddenly stopped dancing, his face grave and full of worry. Elena turned around to see what he was looking at. She was shocked to find Bonnie passed out in Enzo's arms.
"Quickly...get her into my office before she takes half of the club down!" Damon exclaimed as Enzo picked Bonnie up bridal style and Damon pulled Elena along with him.
"What's going on?" Elena asked, her voice full of panic.
"Her magic has been triggered." Damon told her as they reached a door which Damon opened and ushered them all inside.
"How?" Elena cried as Damon looked towards the dance-floor.
"Klaus, bring the girl to my office." Damon said into seemingly nowhere before closing the door behind them.
The room was very large, and very different to the rest of the club. The walls had dark wood paneling and a wooden floor to match. There was a large fireplace and an expensive looking Persian rug on the floor. There was a red couch and two matching chairs near the fireplace. At the other end of the room was a large bookcase and a cabinet. In front of the bookcase there was a large wooden desk, housing a computer monitor, keyboard and mouse. Near the couch was a wet bar, at which Damon was pouring himself a drink while Enzo gently placed Bonnie down on the couch.
"Want one Enzo?" Damon asked, as Enzo nodded in reply. Damon poured out another glass of amber fluid. "Elena?" he asked. "Do you want a drink?"
"What is it?" Elena frowned.
"Bourbon." Damon told her.
Although Elena hated bourbon, she nodded gratefully and took the glass from Damon before sitting down on one of the chairs opposite Bonnie to wait for Caroline to arrive with Klaus. Suddenly realization hit her as she remembered Nandi mentioning someone called Klaus who was supposed to be the vampire who ran New Orleans. If what Nandi said was true and he really was a vampire, she was about to share a room with someone who was supposed to be a real life vampire. And if Bonnie's magic had really been triggered, there had to be a vampire somewhere in the vicinity. That thought alone caused Elena to begin to shake.
"Is that the Klaus?" Elena asked nervously.
Damon nodded.
"But isn't he..." Elena looked around furtively. "A vampire?" she whispered, hoping she didn't sound like an idiot.
"Technically he's a hybrid." Damon told her. "A vampire crossed with a werewolf."
Elena began to shake. "Will he kill us?" she asked.
"Why would he do that?" Damon frowned.
"He's...a vampire. They kill people." Elena said, panic rising in her voice. "Aren't you scared?"
"I'm more scared of your friend right now." Damon told her. "In a few minutes, her magic will be unleashed, and any supernatural creature who would be deemed a threat will be temporarily taken down with an extreme headache." he said.
"So Klaus won't be able to hurt us?" Elena asked. "Bonnie will protect us?"
"Bonnie will protect you." Damon nodded, causing Elena to breathe a sigh of relief.
"Klaus must have been what triggered it." Elena shook her head.
"Oh I doubt that." Enzo spoke for the first time, his accent clearly identifying him as British. "I think I might have been the one to have the honors." he grinned turning to Damon. "If I was interested in writing stupid diaries like your idiot of a brother, then I might have recorded that I was the one to trigger the magic of a Bennett witch." he said proudly.
Elena's face fell. "Wait...you're a vampire?" she asked, suddenly terrified.
"Of course love." Enzo nodded. "Do you really think I have this effect on every woman?" he asked before turning to Damon. "Don't answer that!"
Damon held his hands up. "Not for me to say." he laughed.
Elena looked at Enzo in horror, before turning to Damon. "He's a vampire!" she stated.
"We all are." Damon smiled. "Don't worry, we won't bite. Not even if you wanted me to, I couldn't." he told her seductively.
Elena gulped. "Why not?" she asked, the words barely a whisper.
"Because Nandi fed all three of you vervain before you got here." Damon laughed. "Vervain is poisonous to vampires." he assured her, before sitting on the chair opposite her and putting his hand gently on her knee. "Besides, I could never hurt you." he said, his face momentarily confused by his confession.
The moment was short lived as the door swung open and Caroline entered the room with the blonde haired man she'd been dancing with.
"Oh my god... Bonnie." Caroline cried, rushing over to her friend.
"Lock the door." Damon told Klaus.
"Is it lead lined?" Klaus asked as Damon nodded.
Suddenly Bonnie cried out. Her back arched and her eyes flew open, however they were white. Her arms were stretched out wide as she screamed.
"Is she in pain?" Elena asked, turning to Damon, however he had fallen off his chair and was clutching his head in pain.
Elena looked to Enzo and Klaus, who were also on the floor clutching their heads and crying out. When Elena looked back at Damon, she noticed something which took her by surprise. He was wearing a ring, almost identical to the one her boyfriend Stefan wore, which he'd told Elena was a Salvatore family heirloom. Elena began to shake. Both Stefan and Damon had initially thought she was someone called Katherine, and now it appeared they were wearing almost identical rings. Something was not adding up.
As quickly as it had started, Bonnie's screaming stopped. Her body relaxed and her eyes closed once more. Meanwhile, the three vampires in the room had stopped clutching their heads in pain and were back to their normal selves once more.
"Finally another Bennett witch who hasn't fallen under the clutches of Katerina." Klaus smirked, Elena noticing he also sported a British accent. "Although it does appear Bennett witches have a penchant of being attracted to a Petrova doppelganger." he said looking at Elena knowingly.
"What's a Petrova doppelganger?" Elena asked nervously.
"I called you Katherine when we met, remember?" Damon asked as Elena nodded. "Well the Petrova doppelganger's are all almost identical." he explained.
"Wait." Elena frowned. "Are you saying there is another woman, walking the earth somewhere, who looks exactly like me?" she asked.
"She's not exactly a woman." Klaus snickered. "She's a five hundred year old vampire."
Elena clamped her hand over her mouth. Stefan calling her Katherine was no coincidence, he must have met this vampire himself. She was just grateful he was alive.
"Are you okay?" Damon asked Elena.
"When my boyfriend first met me, he also thought I was called Katherine." Elena admitted. "Luckily she didn't kill him."
"If she didn't kill him she must have slept with him or turned him." Damon shrugged.
"Stefan isn't a vampire. I'd know." Elena told him confidently. Damon, Klaus and Enzo suddenly looked at each other.
"His name is Stefan?" Damon asked.
"Yes." Elena nodded.
"Does he have a ring like mine?" Damon asked.
"You know him?" Elena asked, sounding slightly surprised.
"I should hope so. He's my brother." Damon smiled.
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