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Elena awoke in a big bed in an even bigger room.

She shot up, groaning as the movement cause her head to throb.

She looked down to see she was covered in red silk sheets and fluffy white pillows.

Definitely not my bedroom...

The room she was in had an almost regal air to it, with a thick red carpet and a large chandelier.

Opposite the bed was a vintage looking stool paired with a dressing table adorned with dozens of glass perfume bottles and various hair accessories and jewellery.

To the right of the room there was also a large closet covering most of the wall.

On the left there was a huge window with a ledge for you to sit on, and standing next to it was a tall bookcase full of dusty novels and poetry.

She raised her eyebrows at the expensive looking furniture and the old books, and could only come to one logical conclusion.

Klaus.

She sighed to herself.

Just when she had thought all the drama with the Original family was over and she had let her guard down, he had slipped right under her nose, yet again!

The events of the previous night came rushing into her mind, and she widened her eyes at the memory of how stupid she had been.

She had gotten drunk, broken a lamp and then been kidnapped by an evil hybrid.

How could I have been so stupid! She asked herself, inwardly smacking her palm into her face.

She pulled herself up, sitting on the edge of the bed.

Looking down she noticed that she was still wearing the outfit she had chosen the night before, and that her hair was still the dark purple colour she had dyed it.

I wonder what Klaus thought when he saw me! She giggled to herself, picturing his face in her mind.

She quickly sobered up, her thoughts racing trying to find an explanation as to why he had brought her here.

Probably to steal some more of my blood... She shook her head quickly, trying to clear the image of Klaus sticking a needle into her arm.

Ouch.

Her head really hurt. It throbbed every time she moved.

Yes kids, that brings us to the bad part of getting drunk: the inevitable hangover.

Elena slowly stood, wobbling on her feet a little, and made her way to the door. Opening it, she cautiously peeped her head out of the door. She was faced with a long corridor.

Walking out the door, she surveyed where she was. There were a few more doors and various paintings up on the walls lining the corridor.

As she made her way through the hall, she glanced up at the paintings. A few were detailed landscapes, some flowers, and a few animals.

But the one painting that stood out to her was the one on the end.

It looked like Katherine, but who knew how many more doppelgangers had come before her?

She knew the whole story about Klaus, Elijah and Tatia, but she suddenly realised that was the only other doppelganger she had ever been told about.

Elena made a quick mental note to ask Klaus about the others.

Continuing down the corridor, she finally reached a tall marble staircase.

She saw Klaus looking quite relaxed on a larger brown sofa, reading a book.

How dare he be so calm! He KIDNAPPED me, took me against my will, stowed me in his house, and didn't even tell anybody, not even me!

Furiously, she stormed down the stairs, ripping the book from his hands and throwing it into the corner of the room in anger.

"Who the hell do you think you are!" she yelled.

He raised his eyebrows and stood, going to retrieve his book.

"You and your creepy family freakin' kidnapped me!" she said, as he carefully put it back onto the tall shelf.

"Actually, sorry to burst your bubble love but I'm afraid I'm on my own this time. My family left shortly after the ritual," he murmured.

"You still had no right to take me here against my will! How dare you!" she shouted, shoving him with all her strength.

"Excuse me?" he said slowly, turning to grab her arms and shove her backwards, her head impacting with the wall making a loud thud, not helping her growing headache in any way.

She groaned, kicking him in his shin.

He didn't move, coolly returning her gaze.

"Why did you do it?" she asked simply.

"Well, shocking as this may sound, I thought having you here would be fun." He replied nonchalantly, still holding her in a vice-like grip. "Besides, I need you here safe. Not out with those Salvatore brothers, always getting into dangerous situations."

She scowled, "Those 'Salvatore brothers' are my friends, not that you would know anything about that, and your usually the cause of those 'dangerous situations'. Anyway, since when do you care whether I live or die?"

He opened his mouth as if to say something, then seemed to change his mind. "If you're dead, I am unable to create any more hybrids," he stated.

Klaus stepped away, letting go of her arms.

She rolled her eyes and shrugged. "Whatever. They'll come find me. They always do."

He raised his eyebrows.

"Are you assuring yourself of that fact or me?" he asked.

Shaking her head, she stormed off angrily, heading back up the stairs to the room she woke up in.

She could faintly hear his low laughter echoing around the house.

I hate that guy.

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