DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN THE VAMPIRE DIARIES OR ANY OF ITS CHARACTERS.
So this is just a continuation of chapter one and I'm definitely taking LysCat's suggestion under consideration here, thanks for your thoughts (hopefully I didn't just spoil that lol), but it will be in Elijah's point of view for the majority of it. Hopefully I'm on the right track. Just shoot me a message if you have any thoughts on this, or if anything really sticks out as needing to be changed. As I said before, I'm still new to this and am trying to test the waters a bit. Hope you enjoy.
Oh also for the sake of my story in episode 3x15 Rebekah actually did rough Elena up a bit and Elijah saw the video of it on her phone. And Elena was compelled not to tell Elijah about the blood in the wine by Finn in 3x14 (really hated when she lied to him ugh) and Elijah was unaware of the compulsion until after the tunnel scene. So those are the changes in the storyline.
Elijah's POV:
I could hear a commotion coming from inside the manor as I pulled into the driveway. Inwardly sighing for Nicklaus' ageless recklessness I began the journey to the front door. I should not have ventured back to Mystic Falls, it was unwise but I had to see her again. A simple letter did not suffice for the atrocities Elena has endured at the hands of my family… and me. Would she ever forgive me? Surely she must have known I would never do such a thing knowingly. It was never my intent for Rebekah to actually harm her; she was merely a figurehead to ensure the Salvatore's swift cooperation. Few acts have I had reason to feel true guilt over in all my years, and yet everything revolving around the lovely Miss. Gilbert, particularly that night, I full heartedly regret. Mother was right, when it suits my needs I mane and torture innocents.
Although, Elena was not the only reason I found myself on Nicklaus' doorstep; after receiving a rather disturbing phone call from Rebekah a few hours ago I had no other choice but to return and protect the remainder of my family. It made sense that Mother would have a backup plan, after all she had the luxury of over a thousand years of planning, but I would have thought she'd of learned her lesson by now about creating vampires—going against the balance of nature. It was illogical, but then she was desperate. And when an opportunity presents itself…
No sooner was the thought formed than it was interrupted as I was pelted with shards of glass, small projectiles launched from the window that young hybrid (Tyler was it?) was thrown through. Belatedly brushing the bits of glass from my suit, my noise is assaulted with the strong scent of copper. The smell was to die for, instantly creating a feeling of euphoria and longing. Mouthwatering, I am appalled to recall whose particular scent the blood belongs to. Elena. She is here.
That's all the information I need before barreling through the broken window, doorway be damned. All prior thoughts of composure and aloofness are gone at the scent of her distress.
Nicklaus is growling in the middle of the room, clearly still wrapped up in the latest tussle with his hybrid. Eyes sweeping the room I come upon Elena's crumpled form. It appears she's hit her head rather hard on the side table, most likely a result from coming between two angry hybrids. But her heartbeat is far too slow, nearly non-existent, for it to be the result of a mere bump on the head. Taking a tentative step forward, as reason and composure were slowly returning, something squishes beneath my feet. And I am suddenly aware of where the strong scent of blood came from, for the cut on her forehead was far too small a gash to produce such a scent. Looking at Nicklaus accusingly, it takes all of my will power to repress the primal growl dying to escape the boundaries of my lips.
"What is the meaning of this, Nicklaus?" I ask barely containing the anger in my voice. It doesn't make sense, he needs her alive to make his abominable hybrids. He nearly staked Rebekah for denting her car upon awakening. None of this added up.
"It is necessary brother", odd that he now chooses call upon their family relation after all these years it must truly be unpleasant news, "Elena must die. It is the only way to ensure our family's safety."
What madness is he off about now? Elena is hardly a formidable adversary physically, and she has not made any effort to destroy his family willingly thus far, though she certainly had every incentive to do so by now. "Explain." I all but barked, edging my way closer to Elena.
"Esther, she…the witch needed a failsafe to ensure the history teacher would die after he had completed his 'task'", he spat that last part, "Elena's the doppelgänger, since her ancestor was used to make us, Esther used her to make Alaric Saltzman into an original vampire hunter."
"I do not require a recap of the past Nicklaus." this was becoming tiresome. How hard is it for a member of this family to get to the truth, minus the lollygagging? "Why do you say Elena must die?"
The next words made my heart sink for the first time in over a millennium.
"Elena is the failsafe. Her life is tied to here Mr. Saltzman. So if she dies…" He needn't finish. It was rather brilliant on Esther's part, this way Alaric would have only Elena's lifespan to complete the task and then his own demise would be guaranteed.
"He has an indestructible white oak stake Elijah, this is the only way." The conversation was put on hold for a moment by a groan coming from the crumpled form on the ground. She was starting to stir, to regain what little bit of consciousness she could. Whatever my choice was I needed to make it fast.
Elena POV:
There was a voice in the distance, along with two figures near me. Strange then that his voice should seem so far away, but then my entire body felt detached from me. Except my head, yes my head though hazy was definitely throbbing. Groaning, I try to move to prop myself up to better see who the familiar voice belonged to that spoke to Klaus. All that was accomplished was a small grunt, though. The form that had stopped speaking had come closer to me, close enough to put two and two together and deduce who he was. Elijah. Relief washed over me which was promptly accompanied by darkness.
Elijah's POV:
As her heat slowed my decision was made. I could not let her die. Selfishly, I secretly thought I could not bear it. Elena Gilbert may be many things, but to me she represented hope. To let her die, to let her die would extinguish any hope that I had left for humanity. As melodramatic as I knew my realization was, I knew it also held true. Elena was a creature who, time and time again, is faced with insurmountable odds and overcomes them. Admittedly, she has her friends and family to aid her but it is the fact that they would be so loyal to her, that she inspires such loyalty in others and reciprocates it that I marvel at. It is one of the traits I admire most about her, and miss from my life long ago.
"You will not harm her Nicklaus." It was a statement. Not a question. And I did not give him time to react before scooping Elena into my embrace and racing out the door with vampire attributed speed.
End of Chapter:
I want to apologize for making these chapters so short, for this reason I will try to update them quickly. It just felt like the right place to end a chapter. As always feedback is appreciated. And the next chapter will be mainly Elijah/Elena interactions.