Sorry for the delay, guys! My grandfather was admitted to the ICU last night for heart problems :(
I've spent the entire day at the hospital today and I channeled my anxiety through writing!
Siberia21: Kol will be coming up soon, I promise! I've got some pretty big plans for him. Elijah isn't swooping off with Elena anytime soon, I feel like a lot of fanfics make them get together too soon. I like building the tension! ;)
JMHUW: I hope this answers some of your questions!
Bulldozed88: Her "strength" will definitely be addressed soon(?). It depends on where chapter 5 leads me!
Chapter 4
After Elijah rushed into the mansion, bodies littered in his path. Broken necks, blood spattered everywhere, and even a couple heads lolled about. Elijah tried to calm the crowd, but it was no use. After noticing that Elena was nowhere to be seen, Kol, Elijah, and Finn had started compelling people to leave and not remember what they saw.
When the main floor was cleared of everyone, except the bodies, Elijah listened closely for Elena.
"Please don't do this! I've known you since you were a child, Elena! Why are you doing this?" An unrecognized voice pleaded from upstairs.
"I'm doing it because I'm thirsty, Mayor Lockwood. You wouldn't understand. All your family has to offer are dogs," Elena spat, "You're the enemy. You're a threat."
Elijah followed her voice only to walk in on Elena's teeth buried in Mayor Lockwood's neck. He grabbed Elena by her upper arms, gently restraining her and turned her so she faced him, "You will forget your bloodlust. You will control it." Elijah compelled her.
Elena blinked, looking at Mayor Lockwood's body at her feet. "Eh, she's still breathing. She'll be fine," Elena shrugged, biting her wrist and forcing it into the passed out woman's mouth, "Should we just leave her here or should I call Tyler and his were-skank?" she asked Elijah.
"Elena Marie, what have you done?" Caroline scolded, walking upstairs, giving Elena the death stare.
"Oh, calm yourself vampire barbie. I just had a little fun thanks to Klaus compelling me. It's just a few measly humans after all."
Caroline looked at Elijah incredulously, "Is her humanity already off? She hasn't even been a vampire for like two seconds!"
"You have Niklaus to thank for that. He was angry that Elena seems to be unreasonably stronger than him, even for a baby vampire," Elijah said, "I'll have to monitor it, but I believe it shall pass in time."
"You can stop talking about me like I'm not here," Elena said flippantly while looking over her nails, "It's just so nice not to feel anything right now. I mean, poor Matt, but I don't feel a thing. In fact, I'm hungry again. Is there anyone left downstairs, Elijah?"
"Elena, you need to learn to control yourself. The human population is not food at your disposal. You must learn to drink from blood bags or, at the very least, feed without killing."
"Yeah, yeah, show me the food," snapped Elena.
Elijah led Caroline and Elena downstairs to their kitchen. "Blood bags are in the fridge, you can warm it up in a cup if you'd like," Elijah motioned to the cupboards above the sink.
"Elena, did you see what you did to their main floor? That's going to cost a fortune to repair! Do you take payments?" Caroline looked at Elijah hopefully.
"It's on me, actually. It was bloody brilliant watching Nik get the snot beat out of him. I'll pay for the repairs both inside and out as long as Elena comes around more often." Rebekah said as she walked into the kitchen and grabbed a blood bag.
Caroline's eyes widened as she looked at Elena, "You did what?"
"Oh, I forgot, snapped your neck didn't she?" Rebekah looked at Caroline, "She threw Nik at least a hundred feet or so and totally destroyed our vintage gazebo," She tsk'd Elena with mock anger, "That was made in the late 1800's you know. However, I have to admit I felt a certain type of satisfaction as I watched him sail through the air and break a couple bones. It was well deserved after this many years. None of us dare to stand up to him except Elijah because we'd more than likely end up with daggers in our back and that went out of fashion years ago."
Elena and Caroline had settled in at the Mikaelsons' kitchen table, Caroline with a cup of blood and Elena just sucking on a blood bag.
"That insufferable little doppelganger better be gone, Elijah, or I swear I'll set mother loose on the earth," Klaus' voice rang through the mansion, announcing himself before he actually entered the kitchen.
"Regretfully, Niklaus, you seemed to have made Rebekah snap the neck of the person that was so willing to take her home. We'll just have to wait until Damon returns to the land of the undead before she leaves." Elijah quipped.
"It won't be long," Caroline muttered as her vampire hearing picked up Damon's cursing from outside.
Elena finished her blood bag and got up to leave the kitchen, "Klaus if you ever want a rematch, you know where to find me," Klaus glowered at her and for once she wasn't the least bit afraid, "Elijah, Rebekah, thank you for your hospitality. I'll make sure to try to stay out of your way. Maybe," she winked at Elijah before swaying her hips and leaving to go find Damon.
It felt wrong getting into Damon's car. It didn't seem to bother Elena as much as it would've usually, though.
Humanity thing? Hmm. Elena thought.
"I really am sorry about everything," Damon apologized as they drove away from the Mikaelsons' mansion.
"Are you seriously trying to apologize for killing me?" Elena gaped at him, "That's like if you ran over my dog and told me I could still keep it!"
"It was an accident, Elena. It's not like I did it on purpose," Damon snapped.
"Whatever. Just take me back to the boarding house, I'm hungry again."
Damon's grip tightened on the steering wheel, but he didn't respond.
Elena whooshed into the house and down to the basement where a seemingly endless supply of blood bags awaited her as soon as the car stopped.
Damon took his time following her inside, throwing his keys onto the table in the foyer. His vampire hearing picked up Elena gulping down blood bags, but he also heard another sound from upstairs. He slowly climbed the stairs when a door opened and Stefan walked out, practically running into Damon.
"Hello, brother. Get tired of running away?" Damon drawled, "Or did you miss the sweet Elena?"
"Shut up, Damon," Stefan sighed, "I'm only passing through. I'll be gone in a few days," turning and continuing down hall, he heard a noise coming from the basement, "Running with our kind now? Be sure to keep the vampire whore to yourself. And replace the blood bags after she leaves," Stefan said over his shoulder.
"Ouch," Elena said, blood bags in hand as she came up the stairs, "That's a little harsh considering I've only slept with you and, might I add, what a let down that was."
Stefan stiffed as soon as he heard Elena's voice "You miss a lot when you run away from your problems, brother," Damon said softly.
Stefan whirled around to face Elena, "When did this happen?" He demanded.
"Damon didn't tell you? Well, we went to the evil family's ball, crazy witch took my blood, tried to kill her kids, didn't work because I warned them. Blah blah blah. Damon got angry and killed me. Ta-da. Now I'm a bloodsucker without humanity and I'm still hungry," Elena explained, tearing into another blood bag.
"You killed her because you were angry? I knew you were selfish, Damon, but this is a new low, even for you!" Stefan glared at his brother, "What happened to her humanity?"
"Evil hybrid compelled me," Elena mused, "It's better this way. I don't have to think about Matt or any of the people I killed tonight. I'm just going to focus on blood. And maybe sex. I mean, I'm never this horny," she looked at Damon, "Want to help me with that?"
"I would love-" Damon started but was cut off by Stefan, "No no no! You are not having sex and blood gorging. Get in the basement and stay there!" Stefan yelled.
"You're just angry she didn't ask you," Damon said pointedly.
"I'm angry because everything she does without humanity, she'll regret when she flips the switch back. I'm trying to help her, Damon! She just killed her best friend. The last thing she needs is to become reckless." Stefan fumed.
"Do you really want to help me, Stefan?" Elena asked rhetorically, "Then leave! It's the only thing you're good at anyway. I don't need you hanging around and trying to make me feel bad about things that I have no control over. Get over yourself. We're done. And I'm done with you."
Stefan huffed and walked down the stairs and out of the boarding house.
Elena looked at Damon deviously, "So about that sex?"
Damon's lips were on Elena's in an undead heartbeat, his hands on her waist pulling her closer than she ever thought possible. They moved at vampire speed to the bedroom and before Elena knew it, she was thrown on the bed with Damon on top of her. Her shirt was missing already, much to her surprise. His fingers flowed down her stomach, leaving a trail of fire behind them. Elena's body reacted in a way she never thought was possible. She arched into every touch he offered. He nipped at her hipbones, hearing her moan as his extended canines graced her sensitive skin.
"Damon," Elena moaned, grabbing him and pulling his mouth to hers, he eagerly returned the kiss, wanting nothing more than her touch.
She flipped them in a millisecond; she was on top and in control. She ripped his shirt to shreds; running her nails down his chest and drawing blood.
Damon made a pain filled sound, "Gentle, Elena. You're a lot stronger than me right now," he said as he reached his hand up and stroked the side of her face, "But you are so beautiful."
Elena blushed, burying her face in the crook of his neck, "I'm stronger than you?" She smiled devilishly, the wheels turning in her head.
"Just for a little while, baby," he murmured against the top of her head, pressing her hips into his groin.
Elena whimpered slightly, grinding her hips as she felt his arousal grow against her. She lifted her hips just enough to get his pants and boxers off in a flash before she resumed her efforts of exciting him.
"It's not fair that I'm naked and you aren't," his voice sounded like a caress, soft and sweet and it made Elena snap.
"Oh, it's not fair?" She said gently, "Why ever would I have to be fair?" She shoved her hand into Damon's chest, wrapping her fingers around his undead heart and squeezing slightly, "You only killed me."
Damon froze, realizing what a dangerous game they were playing.
"Did you really think I'd let you live?" She laughed, "I'm going to rip your heart out and enjoy every second of it." Elena pulled slightly.
"Elena," Damon rasped out, "I'm so sorry, Elena. Please don't do this. I'll do anything. I'll leave you alone forever. Please, Elena!"
"You sure do beg pretty, Damon," She pulled her hand out of his chest and flipped herself so she was behind him, her hands on his neck, "You see, you're nothing to me anymore. You have been weighed, you have been measured, and you have been found wanting," she whispered into his ear, letting her teeth graze his earlobe making him shiver, "You'll always want me, Damon. You'll want me for as long as your pretty little heart stays in your chest," she yanked his head to the side, effectively breaking his neck in one swift movement.
She got up from the bed and went to his closet, pulling on one of his black shirts before heading out of his bedroom. She stopped when she saw his wallet on the floor. Elena picked it up and pulled out all the cash he had and a couple credit cards, too, "I'm taking these, by the way. You won't miss them," she said to his lifeless form.
When she got downstairs, she stocked up on blood bags and alcohol before taking Damon's keys from the foyer table.
Elena pulled away from the boarding house in Damon's Camaro, leaving Mystic Falls behind for a new adventure without either Salvatore.