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3rd Person POV
In the middle of nowhere, a car sat on the side of the road. To any spectator, it would appear the man in the car was waiting for someone, or something. But, there weren't any spectators around to spectate. Soon, the rumbling engine of a car sounded, and the man in the car smirked visibly. The SUV the rumble belonged to pulled up next to the car, and another man stepped out.
"Where are they?" The man questioned, resting his arm on the truck's open window.
"In the trunk," the new man replied. "I did exactly as you said,"
"Good. Put them in the back," The man obliged, placing the two unconscious girls in the other man's trunk. The stationary man looked in the mirror, and smiled at the sight. "Thank you for your help," The man said in his British accent.
"Is there anything else?" the man's voice asked, hinting that he actually didn't want to ask that question.
"One more thing. Come closer, please," He responded, beckoning to his current puppet. The puppet came forward, and waited. "Closer..." he coaxed.
The man obeyed, and in a flash, the man in the car, grabbed him, bit into his neck, and drained him of all his blood. He dropped him on the ground, and drove away.
Janelle's POV
When I opened my eyes, I immediately looked around the entire room to find that it was like some sort of parlor room like at the mansion. Except this one had chipped pain and damaged floorboards like no one had lived here for a while. Squinting I glanced around confused before it clicked, I had been kidnapped. The last thing I remembered was leaving from the masquerade party before a hand clamped over my mouth with a soaked cloth which made me drowsy. Then every thing went black.
I was brought back to the reality when I heard voices speaking around me.
"Please, I'm hurt," Elena said clearly frightened.
"I know. Just a taste," an British male voice said softly.
I turned my head in the direction of Elena's voice and the unfamiliar British voice, and I felt my body freeze when I saw the man's canine teeth elongate, and dark veins appear underneath his eyes in which the whites have turned dark red. His face looked like a demon.
This thing was trying to eat my friend!
"Trevor!" a British female voice barked, and the man stopped, his face going back to normal. The woman had to be no older that twenty-five. She had short brown hair with spiked ends. She was pretty and as far as I could tell she was in charge. "Control yourself," she ordered.
"Buzz kill," Trevor grumbled, walking past the short haired woman.
I sat up slowly and looked at Elena and I noticed the blood on her clothes, and my face turned grim. "What happened, Elena?" I whispered, slightly alarmed.
She shook her head in reply, which made me frown as I thought about last night. Elena was wearing a dress last night so how did she change when were both knocked out. "Elena...What's going on?" I asked again, looking between Elena and the nameless woman.
The woman continued to look at Elena and I with surprise written all over her face.
"What do you want with me and my friend?" Elena asked the woman.
"My God. You both look just like them," the woman breathed, shaking her head in disbelief.
"But we're not. Please, whatever you-," Elena started.
"Be quiet!" the woman demanded, cutting Elena off mid sentence.
Elena stood up, "But I'm not Katherine. My name is Elena Gilbert; you don't have to do this. And she's-," Elena started, trying to reason with the woman.
"I know who you are, I said be quiet," the woman demanded again, and I grabbed Elena's arm.
"Elena, please," I whispered pleadingly.
"What do you want?" Elena asked, a little stronger.
I let out a sharp gasp when the woman backhanded Elena across the face, making her collapse unconscious onto the couch next to me.
"I want you to be quiet," the woman said, and I grabbed Elena, holding her to me protectively.
"Your friend...What's wrong with his face he...he tried to bite Elena," I said, after working up the courage to speak to the woman.
"You don't know do you?" the woman asked looking at me.
"Know what? What are you?" I asked again, but the woman sighed.
"I can't believe that they never told you,"
"Who never told me what?" I asked, not really wanting an answer.
"You really don't know, do you? Your friends or family didn't tell you?" the woman asked again still shocked. "Your mother of all people..."
"Tell me what?" I asked confused.
"Then you don't know your story or your family history," the woman muttered.
"My story? What are you-" I started.
"I can't tell you about your story or your history because I don't know all of it and that's something you need to learn yourself," the woman stated, shaking her head. "But perhaps you should ask your friend there about what she and your other friends are keeping from you when she wakes up," the woman suggested, and left the room.
I sat on the couch not daring to move, afraid that one of my two captors returned to the room. It was cold, and my dress didn't cover much, so I began to shiver, goosebumps raised along my flesh. I curled up in a ball for warmth. The guy I'd seen walking away earlier was back, watching both of us so intently I assumed he wanted to eat us again.
God, I hoped Elena would wake up soon.
The woman called out to him from another room. "How's the brunette one?"
"Passed out," Trevor replied, walking out to her.
"You didn't touch her, did you?"
"Give me some credit. Plus, the other girl would've screamed," He scoffed. "So, you called him?"
"No, I called one of his contacts. You know how this works,"
"Did you or did you not get the message to Elijah?" Trevor asked.
"They say he got it," She replied.
"Wonderful," Trevor said dryly. "And what?"
I noticed Elena starting to wake up, so I rubbed her arm soothingly. She slowly got herself up, and listened in on our captors' conversation with me.
"Are you okay?" I asked, helping Elena sit up.
Elena looked around and pressed her finger against her lips, signaling for me to stay quiet, and I nodded.
Elena pointed to my shoes, "Take them off," Elena mouthed to me, and I slid off my shoes, and Elena grabbed my hand that wasn't holding my shoes.
She pulled me onto my feet, and led me up some stairs.
"So that's it Trevor. He either got it or he didn't. We just have to wait," the woman said to Trevor.
"Look, it's not too late. We can leave it here. We don't have to go through with this," Trevor said, fear lacing his words.
"I'm sick of running!" the woman barked.
"Yeah? Well, running keeps us from dying!" Trevor countered.
"Elijah's old school. If he accepts our deal, we're free," the woman said, sure of her words. I winced when one of the floorboards creaked under our footsteps, alerting our captors to our presence. "You two. There's nothing around here for miles. If you think you're getting out of this house, you're both tragically wrong. Understand?"
"Who's Elijah?" Elena asked, bravely.
The woman just smirked at her, "He's your worst nightmare,"
Elena and I immediately became frightened, as we dreaded meeting this Elijah. I used the wall to keep my balance as I put my shoes back on, and Elena turned around and walked back down the stairs and I followed her.
"You've kept things from me," I stated, when Elena and I reached the bottom of the stairs.
Elena looked up at me, a bit shocked, "I saw his face," I explained, referring to Trevor. "When he tried to bite you...you know," I said, making a vague hand motion. "What the hell is going on here, Elena?"
Elena sighed, and ran a hand through her hair, "I never wanted you caught up in this Janelle. You're supposed to be the one out of us to have a normal life. You, Aubree, and Matt,"
"I don't understand," I said, and Elena grabbed my hand and pulled me to the couch, and we sat down.
"The people who kidnapped us...they're...vampires," Elena said gently.
"Really Elena? Vampires?" I asked smiling sarcastically at Elena, but Elena's face remained completely serious, and the smile dropped from my face. "Elena...you do know vampires aren't real, right?"
"Yes, they are Janelle," Elena said.
"What...how..." I stuttered, shaking my head, having no choice but to believe Elena, seeing the honesty in her eyes.
"Not all vampires are dangerous though, Janelle," Elena explained, taking both of my hands in hers. "Like Stefan, and his brother-" Elena began.
"Stefan and Damon are vampires?" I asked shocked.
"Yes, Janelle, they are. But they're good. They would never hurt you," Elena assured me, and I nodded my head, still trying to process all this new information in my mind.
"Who else? Is there anyone else?" I questioned.
"Yeah...Caroline," Elena said softly.
"Caroline?" I asked shocked, and Elena nodded. "What? But how?" I questioned, my eyes wide as saucers. Elena delicately explained the process in which someone becomes a vampire, and then told me, Caroline's story. "Oh my God," I said, standing, bringing a hand to up to my mouth, and turned away from Elena while I paced the room.
"I know that this is a lot to take in, Janelle...Believe me, I know how shocking this all is, but you get used to it after a while. Caroline's still Caroline, you know?" Elena said.
"What about Bonnie?" I asked, looking at Elena.
"Bonnie's...a witch," Elena answered hesitantly.
"What else is there, Elena?" I asked fustratedly, crossing my arms.
"There's vampires, witches, werewolves," Elena listed, and I shook my head.
"Werewolves?" I repeated. "How many of those do I know?"
"Well...Mason Lockwood was one," Elena replied. "And Tyler has the gene for it, but as far as we know, he hasn't triggered the curse. So he's still as human as he can be,"
"Mason?" I asked, frowning. "What do you mean was?"
"He...He died, Janelle," Elena answered.
"Is that all? What about you? Is there anything...Supernatural about you?" I asked, looking Elena over, trying to find anything.
"There's a vampire out there...her name is Katherine, and I look exactly like her," Elena explained.
"Like a doppelganger?" I questioned, and Elena nodded.
"Yes! That's exactly what I am," Elena replied.
"Then what about me? Why am I here? There's nothing supernatural about me," I said, looking around my body to find something strange about myself.
"I truly don't know Janelle. Look, I know that you probably have many questions right now, and I promise you that I'll answer all of them, but right now we really need to either find out what they want with us," Elena said, gesturing out of the room.
"Yeah, you're right," I said agreeing.
Elena grabbed my hand and led me out of the room that we were in, and we found the unnamed woman in a room alone.
"Why are we here?" Elena asked, stepping into the room which had a lot of books in it. Some on tables, others on the floor.
"You keep asking me these questions like I'm gonna answer them," the woman said,
"Well answer our questions and we'll stop asking them," I told her.
She sighed, "Fine. What do you want to know?"
"What do you want with us?" Elena asked.
"I personally want nothing. I'm just a delivery service,"
"Delivery to who? Elijah?"
The woman chuckled while moving books, "Two points for the eavesdropper,"
"Who is this Elijah guy? Is he a vampire?" Elena asked.
"He's one of the vampires. The Originals,"
"Who's the Originals?" Elena questioned.
"Goodness, haven't the Salvatores been teaching you vampire history?"
"So you know Stefan and Damon?" Elena asked.
"I know of them," she replied. "A hundred years ago, a friend of mine tried to set me up with Stefan." she said, flipping through a random book. "She said he was one of the good ones. More of a sucker for the bad boys though, but I digress,"
I stepped forward, "You still haven't explained who the Originals are,"
She closed the book and turned round to face us, "Trevor and I have been running for 500 years. We're tired. We want it over. We're using the two of you to negotiate ourselves out of an old mess,"
"But why us?" Elena asks, after a long round of questions, and the vampire finally sighs and turns around.
"Because you're a Petrova doppelganger and you're a Rousseau witch doppelganger," she said. "Both of you are the keys to breaking the curse,"
"The curse? The sun and the moon curse?" Elena asked, frowning.
"Oh, you do know your history," the vampire acknowledged.
"What do you mean we're the keys? The moonstone is what breaks the curse," Elena said.
"No, the moonstone is what binds the curse. The sacrifice is what breaks it," the vampire explained.
"The sacrifice?" Elena asked.
"The blood of the doppelganger. You're the doppelganger. Which means, in order to break the curse you're the one who has to die," the vampire explained, purposely not explaining my part. My heart clenching at the thought of my best friend dying.
"But what about Janelle?" Elena asked, gesturing to me.
"I can't say. All I know is that a friend of mine found a painting of her and Elijah together, and when she was alive she was one of the most powerful witches alive at the time, so she was there for a reason," the vampire answered simply, her tone implying that we would not be getting anymore answers about me from her.
"Tell me more," Elena said as Trevor entered the room.
"Captivity has made her pushy, eh?" He said playfully, hands on his hips. "What do you want to know doppelicious?"
"Who were you running from?" Elena asked.
"The Originals," Trevor replied simply.
"Yeah. She said that. What does that mean?" Elena asked
"The first family. The old world," He told us. "Rose and I pissed the off," Rose cleared her throat. "Correction. I pissed them off. Rose had my back and for over half a millennium, they've wanted us dead." He finished tossing a book at Elena's feet.
"What did you do?" I asked.
"He made the same mistake countless others did. He trusted Katerina Petrova," Rose answered.
"I helped her escape her fate and we've been marked for death ever since," Trevor stated.
"Which is why we're not going to make the same mistake again," Rose said from the doorway before leaving the room.
Trevor left leaving the two of us standing there, and we sat down on the couch in the room. I heard a crunch and looked down in confusion as Elena picked a piece of paper up and unfolded it. Elena put a finger to her lips after reading the note, and showed the note to me.
Stefan and Damon are coming for you. – B
"Bonnie?" I mouthed, and Elena nodded with a smile.
"And how exactly are they planning to get us out of here?" I asked, doubt lacing in my voice.
"They just will, Nellie. Don't worry,"
Suddenly, Trevor and Rose walk back into the room, and Rose came in and started to clean the place up a bit, while Elena hid the note in her hand.
"He's here! This was a mistake," Trevor said, clearly terrified.
"No, I told you I would get us out of this. You have to trust me," Rose said calmly.
"No! He wants me dead, Rose!" Trevor exclaimed pacing.
"He wants them more," Rose explained.
"I can't do this. You give them to him, he'll have mercy on you but I need to get out of here," Trevor said, still pacing the room.
"Hey! What are we?" Rose asked, taking Trevor's face in her hands, and Trevor sighed.
Trevor took a few deep breaths to calm down, "We're family, forever,"
Elena and I both jumped when someone knocked loudly on the door that could be heard throughout the house. My hands began to shake, and Elena placed a comforting hand on my back.
"You're scared," Elena said stating the obvious.
"Stay here with them and don't make a sound," Rose commanded, looking at Trevor, and she exited the room.
I felt my heart beat more rapidly in my chest, I was becoming increasingly afraid and all of sudden the glass on the side table shattered. Elena jumped again, which caused her hand to drop off my back.
"Did I do that?" I thought.
I looked at Elena, "We're going to die, aren't we?" I asked, but it was more of a statement.
She shook her head fiercely, "No! We're going to be fine Janelle. I won't let him hurt us!"
"I really chose a bad time to come back home," I stated, trying to lighten the atmosphere, but failed miserably.
"I'm sorry, Nellie. I didn't want this for you. I never should have called you to come back," Elena apologized.
"What? No Elena, I wanted to come back! I missed you everybody here," I explained.
I stood up with Elena. This was it. We were going to meet Elijah. I hoped to God that the Salvatore brothers would be coming soon. I watched as Elena started pacing. When we heard footsteps on it's way to the room that we were standing in the two looked at each other. Then turned to look toward the entry way.
Suddenly, the most handsome man I had ever seen before in my life appeared with Rose. My breath hitched as I looked at him. He had short brown hair, it was an old fashioned hair style, but he still looked gorgeous. His face was heaven, He had dark brown eyes that looked into my soul. Even just at sight, I felt a drawn to him. I knew this was Elijah, the man that wanted to take Elena and I. But I felt a pull towards him and the thought of him coming to any harm caused my chest to ache.
His eyes were on Elena, who looked extremely scared, before he vanished and appeared right in front of her in less than a second. Elena looked terrified, but I stayed exactly where I was, examining him; a defined jaw, a dimple in his chin. He leaned down like he was about to kiss Elena, but at the last minute, he moved down so his nose was at her neck and he smelled her neck.
"Human," he muttered softly. "It's impossible. Hello there,"
Oh God, his voice was it was deep, rich, and beautiful.
He then turned to me, finally noticing I was there, and a look of awe appeared on his face. I instantly looked down refusing to meet his gaze. He placed his hand on my chin and lifted it up so we were both staring into each others eyes. His brown eyes looking deeply into my own brown eyes.
"You've finally come back," Elijah muttered. "What is your name this time?" Elijah asked gently.
"J-Janelle," I stuttered.
"A beautiful name, as always," Elijah smiled.
Elijah lifted my hand enough that he could lower his head and kiss it. He maintained mesmerizing eye contact the entire time. I felt my stomach flutter and heat started to creep up the back of my neck as he released my hand. I couldn't help but give him a kind smile, which I couldn't understand what was happening to me. All my walls were breaking down, a minute ago I was afraid of coming face to face with Elijah and now that he was standing before me, I was almost like putty. It left me confused.
"Well we have a long journey head of us. We should be going," Elijah said, not removing his eyes from me once.
"Please, don't let him take us," Elena begged, looking at Rose.
"One last piece of business and we're done," Elijah said, finally breaking eye contact with me, and turning to face Rose and Trevor.
"I've waited so long for this day, Elijah. I'm truly, very sorry," Trevor said, a look of sincere and fear written on his face, as Elijah approached him.
"Oh no, your apologies not necessary," Elijah said in a false pleasant tone.
"Yes, yes it is. You trusted me with Katerina and I failed you," Trevor said, his eyes turned to the floor.
"Oh yes, you are the guilty one and Rose aided you because she was loyal to you and that now I honor. Where was your loyalty?" Elijah asked, tilting his head slightly.
I could not have been imagining the lethal undertone.
"I beg your forgiveness," Trevor pleaded softly, he doesn't even try to answer the question.
"So granted," Elijah said simply.
Trevor smiled, relieved, before Elijah smacked his head clean off. I screamed, stumbling back, the body fall to the ground, and Trevor's head a foot away from his body, blood flowed from both the head and body staining the wooden floor. Elena pulled me to her, wrapping her arms around me.
Rose let out a heartbroken cry, "You-" she yelled angrily.
"Don't, Rose, now that you are free," It stopped her from running at him, but she clutched her heart, as if had been ripped out.
He glanced over at Elena and I, "Come,"
"No. What about the moonstone?" Elena stalled.
"What do you know about the moonstone?" Elijah asked interested.
"I know that you need it and I know where it is," Elena replied.
"Yes?" Elijah asked.
"I can help you get it," Elena offered.
"Tell me where it is," Elijah demanded.
"It doesn't work that way," Elena said confidently.
"Are you negotiating with me?" Elijah asked, an amused look crossed his face, and he looked back at Rose.
"It's the first I've heard of it," Rose said tears still leaking down her face.
Elijah looked back at Elena for a few moments and frowned, "What is this vervain doing around your neck?" he asked, snatching Elena's necklace, and tossing it aside, before grabbing her.
"Tell me where the moonstone is," He demanded in a hypnotizing tone.
I pleaded for her not to reply, whatever this moonstone was, it was leverage.
"In the tomb, underneath the church ruins," Elena answered in a robotic voice.
"What are you doing to her?" I asked bravely.
"What is it doing there?" Elijah asked, ignoring me.
"It's with Katherine," Elena answered in the same voice.
"Interesting," Elijah said, and we looked up when we heard glass breaking upstairs. "What is that?" Elijah demanded, his voice now rigid and alert as he looked at Rose.
"I don't know," she answered stonily.
"Who else is in this house?" Elijah demanded again.
"I don't know," Rose insisted.
Elijah grabbed me by the waist and grabbed Elena's arm, before leading us out of the room. Once we were out of the room, Elijah pushed Elena and I into Rose's arms. Rose grabbed onto our arms tightly.
"Rose," Elijah called, in a warning tone.
"I don't know who it is," Rose answered honestly.
Then the person passed right before my eyes.
"Up here," a male voice said and Elijah disappeared leaving us behind.
Elijah sped up the stairs, but couldn't see anything.
"Down here," another voice called out.
Elijah turned round and out of nowhere, a wooden stake shoots through his hand
Then in a matter of seconds I was taken from where I was and carried away to another part of the house at an inhuman speed. When I stopped moving I found myself looking into the crystal blue eyes of a man who was looking down at me with a confused expression, as he raised a finger to his lips, signaling for me to be quiet, and I nodded quickly. I looked over and saw Rose standing beside me, looking at him
"Excuse me. To whom it may concern, you're making a great mistake if you think that you can beat me. You can't. Do you hear that?" Elijah called. "I repeat, you cannot beat me. So I want the girls, on the count of three, or heads will roll. Do we understand each other?"
"I'll come with you, just please don't hurt my friends, they just wanted to help me out," Elena pleaded, and my eyes widen.
"Where is Janelle?" Elijah demanded angrily.
"No, please don't take Janelle. Please...Just let her go," Elena pleaded.
"What game are you playing with me?" Elijah asked angrily.
He began to back away, gesturing for me to stay put, before taking off and I immediately followed him. As I followed my rescuer's path I heard Elijah scream out in agony and series of crashes. As I rounded the corner I saw Elijah and another man tumble down the stairs. I watched as Elijah quickly got up, and the other man stayed on the floor.
Elijah walked towards him, but the man who saved me, rushed forward and plunged a coat rack into Elijah's chest pinning him against the door. I watched as Elijah's face turned a shade of ashy gray, and the veins in his face appeared prominently. I was startled when Elijah's dark brown eyes met my own before his head hung limply. I felt a gust of wind next to me, and I looked to find Rose gone.
"Just let her go," Elena said, when the man with dark hair turned to go after her.
"Hey come here. Are you hurt? Are you okay?" the man light brown hair and bright green eyes, asked concerned, as he wrapped Elena in his arms. I saw Elena mouth the words 'thank you' to the man and after a few moments he turned to look at me.
"Can someone please tell me what's going?" I asked.
Elena broke out of their embrace and the man looked at me strangely, "Clarisse?"
"Um no...Stefan, Damon this is Janelle Claremont," Elena said, introducing us to each other.
"Hello Janelle," Stefan greeted, as if my name was foreign.
"Are you alright Janelle?" Damon asked, moving closer to me.
"No, not really. I would really like to go home now," I answered honestly.
"That sounds like a wonderful idea Janelle," Elena agreed, wrapping her arm around my shoulder.
"Let's get you two home," Damon said.
Elena led me out of the house, neither of us daring to look at Elijah's gray, desiccated body that is staked to the opposite door.
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