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Silas opened the door of what he had to guess what his doppelganger's room. It was neat and rather boring for his tastes, filled with dozens of journals that he knew for sure we filled with guilt and despair.

He searched around the room. Now where was his little cure?

Elizabeth was fast asleep wearing a pair of faded pajama pants and a t-shirt that she had stolen from Elena's closet. Her blond hair was no longer tangled and for the first time, in a long time she finally felt clean.

Silas paused for a bit. Even though he preferred brunettes, he had to admit that his doppelganger had good taste in girls. First the Amara look alike imposter and now the cute, little blond girl.

What was her name? Oh yeah. Elizabeth.

Well, it didn't matter how pretty Elizabeth was, he was still going to drink that cure from her neck even if he had to hold her down himself. He smirked, well there was no harm in having a little fun first. He had to admit it was fun playing with people's emotions.

He bend down and kissed her. Elizabeth slowly opened her brown eyes and they immediately widened in excitement. She wrapped her hands around his neck. "Stefan! I missed you! I have so much to tell you," she said in deep pauses. She frowned when Stefan didn't respond. "Stefan?"

The Elizabeth girl really was cute, oh well too bad she had to die.

He grasped her by the neck. "Change of plans, sweetheart we're taking a trip. And I think you should know, my names is Silas, not Stefan."

Elizabeth gave a choking sound. "You're supposed to be dead."

Silas smirked. "Funny, how things work."

Elizabeth jabbed her nails against Silas's cheek as hard as she could, which caused him to loosened his grip. Without bothering to put on shoes, she ran down the stairs and was about to open the door when Damon opened it.

"Damon, Silas-"

"I know." He grabbed her by the shoulders and threw her towards Jeremy. "Get her out of here, don't tell me where's you're going."


There was an awkward silence as Jeremy drove down the streets and Elizabeth sat in the passenger seat, trying to ignore the freezing cold. She sighed. "Where are we going?"

Jeremy didn't answer.

"Oh, come on the silent treatment?" she folded her arms across her chest. "What did I ever do to you?"

"You tried to kill my sister," he glared at her.

"Yes, her! Not you!"

"Well, we're family. Whatever happens to her affects me, so just shut up." His phone rang. "Hey."

Damon was at the other end. "How far did you go?"

"You told me not to tell you."

"You pick now to listen to me?"

"We just passed Old Millers road."

"Good, bring Elizabeth back."

"No!" Elizabeth practically yelled into his phone. "Damon, you promised you'd help me."

There was a pause on the other end. "Deals off. It's either you or Stefan."

Elizabeth frowned. "Wait Stefan? What happened to Stefan?" the line went dead and Jeremy began to turn the car around. No they couldn't go back, she had barely managed to get away. "Listen, Jeremy I know you're mad that I tried to kill your sister. If it's any consolation, I won't try to do it again. Jeremy, please I have no idea what Silas will do to me!"

Jeremy didn't answer.

"Jeremy!"

"Shut up, Elizabeth!"

Elizabeth let out a low growl, sounding like an angry cat. "I won't let you or Damon give me up to Silas!" using all her strength she pushed Jeremy's head against the window several time until he became unconscious.

With trembling hands she opened the door and started running in the opposite direction as fast as she could, otherwise it could be the death of her.


Silas stepped over the mayor's body, the mayor he had just killed. He stood on stage, overlooking the town square. "Over the summer I have consume an immeasurable amount of blood and I've felt myself getting stronger and stronger every day. And I ask myself how many people can I influence? One? Two? An entire town square? Stop talking."

Everyone stopped talking.
Silas smirked. "Good. Well, now that I have your attention, I need all of you to do me a favor. You all know my girlfriend, Elizabeth Mikaelson? Well, I'm looking for her, so that I can kill her and I need you to bring her to me."


"We could be in Portland right now, you know," Elizabeth gave Stefan tiny kisses down his neck. Stefan stretched in pleasure, he and Elizabeth were lying down together outside the quarry. "And instead you want to be here outside of this stupid quarry."

"Strangely I like it here," he said. "It's calm, it's quiet."

"So it's Portland," Elizabeth pouted. "We could live in a little cabin and hunt fishes."

Stefan laughed and ran a hand though her blond hair. "I think you mean go fishing and besides you hate fish."

She snuggled closer to him. "We don't have to eat them."

"And what do you want to do? Hang them on the wall? Maybe we can make a nice tapestry."

Elizabeth began to laugh before her features darkened, she clasped her throat.

Stefan looked startled. "Beth, what's wrong?"

"I can't breathe," Elizabeth said panicking. "I can't breathe."

Stefan's eyes widened as he felt himself drowning again. He started pounding on the safe, but soon he was surrounded by darkness.


Elizabeth let out a loud cough as she tried to ignore the fact that her head was pounding and that her clothes were all wet because she had been forced to sleep in the wet grass all night long in the woods, in order to avoid the fact that Damon was ready to trade her off after less than a day.

She wiped her nose. What the hell was wrong with her? And what had happened to Stefan? She was desperate to get answers, but considering the fact that the only person who had said answers wanted to trade her off like cattle, the situation was less than appealing.

Elizabeth stepped into the driveway, trying to figure out which way she had just come from.

A car stopped near her and a woman stepped outside the car, "You ok, Honey?"

Elizabeth let out a low cough. "Not really."

The woman smiled. "You're Elizabeth Mikaelson. Silas wants you." The woman pulled out her phone and started calling a number.

Elizabeth gritted her teeth as she grabbed the phone from the woman's hand and threw it towards the forest.

"Hey, wait up! Help, somebody I found Elizabeth Mikaelson."

"Damn it," she hissed as she started running as fast as she could towards the forest again. Much to her surprise, Matt stepped towards her, holding a gun. "Don't move, or I will shoot!"


"Please tell me you found her," Damon groaned from the other end.

"I didn't, but Matt did." Jeremy said as Elizabeth existed the small gasoline bathroom, glaring at Matt. They had brought her a pair of Elena's clothes since the pajamas were dirty.

Damon smirked. "Really? How surprisingly useful. Good, keep her as far away from Silas as possible."

"Really?" Elizabeth narrowed her eyes in Matt's direction. He was tying her hands up with ropes. "I thought we were friends and now you treat me like a common criminal."

"Key word, were." He said as he finished tying the ropes. "I'm going to grab the rest of the stuff."

"We're not taking any chances especially after you knocked me out last night." Jeremy said.

Elizabeth gave him a dirty look. "Oh, stop whining at least I didn't kill you. You were going to offer me up to Silas anyway, I had to get away."

"She looks terrible," Bonnie said appearing besides Jeremy.

Jeremy raised an eyebrow. "Oh, no don't you go feeling sorry for her."

"Well, I can't not feel sorry for her, she's a mess and now Silas has the whole town after her. Did you forget that she's human?"

Elizabeth looked at him strangely. "Who are you talking too?"

Jeremy hesitated. Bonnie nodded. "It's ok."

"Bonnie," he blurted out. "She died when she brought me back to life. She's a ghost, that's why I can talk to her."

She looked stunned for a second. "I'm sorry."

Jeremy cleared his throat. "We should get a move on."

Elizabeth hesitated. "I know, its bad timing, but since Bonnie is on the other side. I was wondering if I could ask her something."

Jeremy looked at Bonnie. Bonnie nodded.

He sighed. "Ask away."

"My mother was a witch," she said quickly. "There's a strong possibility that I carry her gene. Is it possible that now that I'm human that I could be a witch as well?"

"Esther has done so many bad things and dealt with black magic," Bonnie replied slowly. "The witches are angry with her, for everything she has created. Even though Elizabeth is a witch by birth they have suspended their family line of power and magic."

Jeremy repeated the message.

Elizabeth bit her lip. "But how's that fair? I didn't want to become a vampire, none of my siblings did! How is it my fault!?"

Jeremy shut the door of the truck. Elizabeth rested her pounding head against the glass. She wasn't a witch, she was human. And worse of all, she was the cure that Silas so desperately wanted.

-End of Chapter Two-

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