Part 2- The road to destruction
Stefan had no idea where he was. He had been travelling aimlessly through the night taking little notice of where he was headed. His heart was broken and he just knew that he needed to get as far as possible away from Mystic Falls. She was dead. Elena was dead, and it was all his fault. If he had just helped her first instead of Matt then she would still be alive. She was dead and it was all his fault.
Throughout the night he had wondered what he would do when the sun came up. Should he take off his ring and give himself over to the light? If he did would he be with her or would he be alone in purgatory as the vampires of the tomb had been after death? He could contemplate neither living without her nor dying without her but he had no other choice. His only choice was to turn off his humanity and leave the pain behind. However, he knew that as soon as he did this there was no going back. With the sun starting to rise in the distance he had to make his choice. She was dead and it was all his fault.
Taking his ring off and placing it in his pocket he held his arms out to the side and gave himself over to the light. Almost immediately his skin began to burn and his body began to smoke. It was an exquisite pain caught between searing agony and the peace of impending death. Just as he was about to burst into flames and no longer having the control to go back a dark figure swooped down on him covering him in a coat and sweeping him off the road. Stefan's last thoughts before the blackness settled in were of Elena.