Rebekah's Humanity

It's been teetering

She's been fighting it

Now she's giving in

She's flipping the switch

Broken, Shattered to pieces

Lied to and heartbroken.

The Queen of Queens

Is darker than ever

She was waiting for him, waiting and watching. He was with his sister. Disgusting. Allana would not have Klaus, her love sleeping with his own sister! Not while she was alive, Klaus deserved better than his lovesick, reckless baby sister and she was would give it him. But while Allana watched Klaus, someone stronger was watching her. Someone that would make his move one her biggest mistake.

Rebekah and Klaus had just finished moving into their condo, granted it wasn't what they were used to but it would suffice until they found better accommodations. Rebekah walked out of building and walked down the street, her hands were tucked inside her pockets. Her skin tight skinny-legged jeans calling attention to her backside as she walked pass a group of college boys. She went to register for her classes at Dartmouth. It was cloud, grey morning, the weather man said it was supposed to rain but at the moment, it was cloudy and grey. The perfect kind of the day to hold back everything; Sykes the vampire hunter was watching Rebekah, hoping to see Damon so he could the vampire.

His lucky day, Damon pulled up to the Dartmouth registration office and walked inside. He quickly called Klaus who was busy himself, getting things in order in their condo. When there was a knock on the door and his iPhone began to go insane. He answered both in complete shock.

"Hello Klaus, did you miss me?" Allana asked with a smirk on her lips. Klaus was speechless; a female who's been obsessed with him for nearly two-hundred years was standing on the other side of his door. Had she been watching him? Did she know about Rebekah and was she stupid enough to make a move on him on while Rebekah was out.

"What is it Sykes?" Klaus questioned, staring daggers at Allana. The blonde female tried to make her way inside of the spacious apartment and Klaus stopped her and pushed her back to the threshold.

"Damon Salvatore, he's here in New Hampshire," Sykes told the hybrid. The anger built up inside of Klaus.

"You kill him. Do you hear me?! Kill Damon Salvatore!" Klaus snapped and threw his phone. If Damon was anywhere Rebekah, he would throw an even worse fit that he was. Allana smirked to herself; her plan was seemingly coming together without flaw. Though she wasn't expecting Klaus's hand to grip her small neck the he was. Allana gasped for air as she looked upon her obsession.

"What do you want Allana?" Klaus growled. The hazel-eyed female squirmed in his strong grip.

"You Klausy, I came to see you!" She managed. Klaus tightened his gripped and growled. He was fully prepared to take his anger out his stalker's pretty little face but decided to release her from his grip.

"I told you never to call me that. AGAIN." Klaus growled. His skin was boiling hot and seeing Allana only made him angrier. The female looked up at Klaus with fear in her eyes and began to cry.

"I use to make you so happy Klaus. What happen?" She cried. Klaus just rolled his eyes and looked down at the female.

"You began to make others happy, Allana. My brother Kol, you're lucky I don't tell his girlfriend about you. I'm fairly certain you went to see him before coming to see me. I'm not a fool." Klaus walked away from the female. Allana stood and followed him into the kitchen.

"But I loved only you Niklaus. Only you hold the key to my heart and I know you love me too. No matter how much you try to deny it. You love me." Allana acknowledged, she pulled him back toward her and kissed him softly. He pulled away from her, and pushed her away.

"No, Allana," Klaus declared.

"Yes." Allana whispered, forcing him to kiss her. Klaus finally gave in and kissed her back.

Meanwhile, Rebekah and Damon walked out of the registration building together laughing, like old friends.

"You want to talk about something else but you're afraid, I've dated you long enough to know." Rebekah said, looking into Damon's eyes.

"I miss you, Rebekah. I love you, from the moment I laid my eyes on you, I loved you. It's you who's on my mind and I know I wasn't the best boyfriend, choosing Elena; thank God she's dead, over you." Damon stated. Rebekah nodded her head with a smile on her face.

"I still love you, Damon and I always will. But I love Nik a little bit more. You chose that doppelganger whore over me twice and you still have feelings for her. I can see it in your eyes." Rebekah argued. Damon walked closer to her and grabbed her waist to pull her closer to him.

"But, I love you a little more than I will ever love her. No doppelganger could ever compare to you." Damon told her and kissed her cheek softly. Rebekah pushed Damon out of the way when she saw a sharp stake flying toward him. She stopped the stake and threw it back at in the direction it came. Hitting her target without a miss.

"Rebekah, you–" She stopped him.

"Don't stay anything. Nik is trying to kill you." Rebekah noticed and helped him. She walked around the corner to see Sykes the vampire hunter on the ground. It seemed like he was slowly dying. The stake was lodged into his chest.

"I'll help you clean this up." Damon picked up and put him in the back seat on the car.

"It's a shame, I liked this car." Rebekah observed, she looked the streets of New Hampshire, there weren't many people on sight, must have been some sort of event.

After dumping the car and body at an abandoned building, Damon told her would set it to fire later to night. Rebekah nodded her head and headed home.

Mon Amour (Shakira) – Over the next few weeks, Klaus had been acting strange. Neglecting Rebekah and her needs and wants. He would dodge her by saying, "I'm tired." Or "I'm not in the mood, Rebekah. Maybe later." While he was out running some errands, Rebekah was cleaning up. When she found an earring that didn't belong to her. It was the cheapest piece of Jewelry she ever seen. Cheaper than Bonnie's rhinestone in her Halloween costume. She recognized the scent on them. Allana Radcliffe, the jealous, obsessive slut was back at least not for long. The door opened, Rebekah's face changed. She could smell Allana from the bedroom.

"Nicky. Where are you baby?" Allana called, Rebekah stood in front of her and tossed her earring at her feet.

"Nicky, isn't here." Rebekah said calmly watching the fear collect in the female's face. She tried to make it to the door but Rebekah was faster and beat her to the door.

"Rebekah, I-I–" Allana started, Rebekah slapped her across the room. She ghosted to the female, her hand driven into her ribcage; the blonde original viciously ripped the woman's heart out without remorse.

Rebekah dragged Allana's body to the middle of the living room; she sat and waited for Klaus to return home.

The door opened, the boots on Klaus's feet stopped in mid stride as he looked at the body in the middle of his living room then at his very calm sibling. Rebekah was sitting down with her legs crossed; a glass of wine at her lips.

"Rebekah, what's happened? Who is this?" Klaus asked, pretending he didn't know what was coming. Rebekah just laughed humorlessly and set her glass down on the table next to her.

"Let's not play the bullshit idiot games Nik," Rebekah said calmly. "I love too recklessly, too easily and that is my fucking problem but at least I can be honest with myself and the man I loved. I can look him the eyes and tell him that he meant more to me than anyone else this world. But the man I loved couldn't give that me. Because he doesn't love me! He'd rather screw up a few times this two bit nothing skank whore and not tell me!" Rebekah kicked Allana's motionless body to Klaus's feet. "Keep it all a secret from Rebekah right? The girl who loved too easily, too blindly! Well you're wrong about me, Nik! I don't love. Not anymore. Not you, not Damon. I love no one but myself. You mean nothing to me and I hope you and this slut burn in hell together."

Rebekah's Humanity– The next morning, Rebekah woke up naked in a hotel room. Smudges of blood all over her body, more around her mouth, the blonde stood to her feet and looked around; bodies of men and women were all around her, lifeless naked bodies. She was satisfied, sexually and thirst-wise. There was blonde in her hair when she looked into the mirror. She walked into the bathroom and turned on the shower water, there was another body in the corner of the shower, she just ignored it. Once her perfect body was cleaned of all blood, she clothed herself in the clothes she wore the previous day and some accessories of the females she killed. She walked out of the hotel building after compelling the clerk to delete her information and call the cops. When the law enforcement arrived on the scene, the only thing left was a piece of paper, written on it was: I'm Still Hungry