Some sexual content (not in explicit detail)

Human

I was pressed up against a wall while Tyler kissed me. He broke the kiss and took off his shirt as I took off mine. My heart beat quickened. I had heard stories from Caroline and Elena about their first times, how it was painful but enjoyable after a while. I was going to do this. I didn't love Tyler, I wasn't sure love was real, but there was something there.

He led me to the bed and took off my trousers and slipped off his. I groaned as he left a trail of kisses down my neck and my stomach.

The memory of my first time disorted into the memory of the night my parent's died.

"No, no, no!" I yelled to the cop in front of me, tears in my eyes "They can't be dead. You're lying!"

"I am sorry, Miss Gilbert," the cop said. "You're parents were good people."

I took note of his use of the word 'were' instead of 'are'. "You're lying! You have to be lying. Jeremy, this can't be true. Tell him it isn't true!"

I turned to Jeremy who was standing beside me, looking saddened and hurt. Then I realised my parents were really gone.

"They're dead. They're really dead."

The scene changed yet again to the Mikaelson ball. I was outside, admiring a horse when Klaus came out.

"You like horses?" he asked me.

"I thought you knew everything about me?" I countered. He smiled. I continued to admire the horse, my thoughts were racing. I got why Elena was invited, Esther needed her. But me? I was practically useless. And Klaus was the one who sent the letter. "Why did you invite me here?" I gave up trying to think of it by myself.

"I fancy you," I rolled my eyes. "Is that so hard to believe?"

"Actually, yes, it kinda is," I replied.

"Why? You're beautiful, you're powerful, kind. Loyal. I enjoy you."

I scoffed. "You've only talked to me once. When you terrorised my friends and turned Tyler into a slave-minion hybrid."

"And that exact conversation is what drew me to you," he said. "You were furious with me. Despite not being able to fight me and win, you still stood up for your friends and what you believed in. And I both respect and admire that." His gaze moved from me to the horse. "You know, horses are the opposite of people. They're loyal. My father hunted me for a thousand years and the closest he ever came was the day he killed my favorite horse. He severed its neck with a sword as a warning."

"He sounds like a lovely guy," I said sarcastically and he laughed. "Did you ever think of talking things out with your father?"

"Well, I'm afraid my relationship with my father was a little bit more complex than yours."

I smiled. "My relationship with my 'adoptive' father wasn't complex at all," I said thoughtfully. "I can't say the same with my biological father."

"Ah, John Gilbert," he said. "I've heard of him."

"You're the reason he's dead," I seethed. "You and your curse."

His expression darkened. "And I thought we were getting along," he said, looking disappointed.

I stared at him in disbelief. "You threatened to rip out my tongue and kill me," I reminded him, cocking up an eyebrow. "You killed Aunt Jenna and by extention, John, and you expect me to 'get along' with you?" I scoffed. "Oh please."

I walked away from him in a huff. He was playing me, he wanted something from me. I knew it.

Before I got too far, I whipped around. "And by the way, to answer your earlier question, yes, I do like horses."

I woke up with beads of sweat on my forehead. My dreams felt so real. Was I going crazy? It was all so vivid. I put it down to me being a witch, but I decided to ask Bonnie if she had the same dreams.

I was practicing magic more regularly now, so I could protect myself. Physically, I was stronger than most girls due to sports and Elena's and my training with Alaric. Ric was good man, he cared about us, but Esther turned him into a hunter-original vampire.

I was emotionally and physically drained. All that I wanted to do was crawl underneath my covers and die, but today was Carol Lockwood's memorial. She had drowned in the fountain in the Town's Square. It was painted as an accident, but it wasn't. It was murder and we knew the culprit.

I never liked being weak or defenseless, or not having the power to stop someone from doing something bad. That night, all of that happened.

After I got dressed, I rushed downstairs and saw Elena making coffee.

"Can I have some?" I asked.

"Sure," she smiled, but it soon faltered. "Hey, how are you? Caroline told me you were there-"

"When Klaus beheaded Kim?" I asked and she nodded. "Yeah, I was there." I looked down at the ground. "But I'm fine. I'm always fine," I said snappishly.

"But I thought you liked-"

I interrupted her for the second time. "No, I don't," she gave me a sceptical look. "He's a monster."

She raised an eyebrow, but nodded anyway. Elena poured out two coffees, one for herself and one for me.

She gave my the coffee and explained about Silas and the cure for immortality. This Professor Shane knew where it was, which meant that we didn't need the sword. I didn't tell her that Stefan knew about her and Damon.

"I can be cured of this," she said. "I won't be a vampire."

"That's good," I responded somewhat distracted. The bodies of the dead hybrids still plagued my mind. If I had gotten there sooner, then maybe all those hybrids wouldn't have died. Although, Klaus killed Kim despite my pleads... No, this wasn't my fault. But why did it feel like it was?

Elena looked worried. "Are you sure you're okay?"

I snapped out of my daze and smiled. "Yeah, I'm fine. Exceptional." I stood up. "Come on, we have a mandatory memorial to go to."

The sheriff stood at the podium. "Carol Lockwood always said that togetherness in times of tragedy leads to healing, that one community is stronger than a thousand of its members. But how does a community stay strong after losing its leader? And Carol was so much more than a leader; she was an open-minded friend and a concerned mother, taken from us too soon by a terrible accident."

I scoffed. Accident my ass. Klaus drowned her and killed her for being Tyler's mother. And Tyler did nothing but free the hybrids.

"Screw this," Tyler stood up.

"What? Tyler? Tyler?"

Tyler left the gym. Sheriff Forbes watched him as he left but continued with her speech.

"Please join me in observing a minute silence in her memory."

We put our head heads down in a moment of silence. Elena nudged me and tilted her head over to the other side of the room, gesturing me to look over there. I saw nothing but high schoolers.

"What?" I whispered.

"Rebekah," she mouthed.

My eyes widened. I was there when she was daggered! What if she blamed me?

"Are you two okay?" Bonnie asked us.

"Come on," Elena said to me, standing up. "Be right back."

Elena and I walked out of the gym and into the hall. "Rebekah's back," she said. "I saw her."

"She can't be," I said. "Who would have undaggered her?"

Elena shrugged but stopped suddenly. "Shh... someone's here."

I followed her as she turned around the corner. April Young was the girl she heard crying thanks to her superb vampire hearing.

"April, what's wrong?" Elena asked.

"Nothing. I'm fine."

"But you're crying?" she pressed. Well done Captain Obvious.

"It's just the whole mayor thing, you know. It's bringing stuff up about my dad." Elena nodded. I got a bad feeling in the pit of my stomach. "And I know you're a vampire."

My suspicions were proved.

Elena gaped. "Wait, what?"

Elena suddenly fell limply to the ground. I shrieked and turned to find an Original Vampire, one I would rather see daggered in a box; Rebekah, or as Damon called her, Barbie Klaus.

"Was that necessary?" April asked, flinching.

Rebekah smiled. "No, but it was fun."

I looked at her oddly. "Are you a psychopath or something?"

"Maybe," she shrugged. "Something like that." I glanced down at Elena. "She's not dead, I just snapped her neck. She'll be fine."

I rolled my eyes. "And what are going to do with me?"

"I've always kind of liked you," she said and I scoffed. "You'll go with April to the library and help her with your sister's body and I won't kill you. Try to leave, and I will."

"Gee, thanks."

I sat on the floor next to my unconscious sister. I didn't see the point in running, Rebekah would just find me anyway with her super-vampire abilities.

April Young was Rebekah's new bestie, apparently, but to me it seemed that our betrayal and all the lies we told her had made her bitter and angry towards us. I couldn't blame her. I was angry when Elena had lied to me.

I heard Elena stir beside me. She looked around her and finally at me. "What are we doing here?"

"Rebekah," I said.

She groaned and stood up. Just then, April walked in.

"The assembly is over," she said.

"Why does Rebekah want us?" I asked her.

She ignored me. "The school will be empty soon... How many times did you compel me? Don't... don't lie. Rebekah says you lie."

"Rebekah isn't who you think she is, April," Elena responded.

"What? She's not a thousand-year-old Original vampire?" April said. Clearly Rebekah had caught her up on her history.

"Did Rebekah tell you I'm a witch?" I said. She looked surprised. "No? We are going to leave and you are not going to stop us."

"Stop threatening her, it's April, remember?" Elena said. "We have to get out of here."

Elena pulled April along with us. I saw Rebekah standing by the door.

"Sorry, not allowed," she said. She approached Elena and could tell she was about to compel her. "Why don't you take a seat? The rest of the class will be here shortly."

Elena obeyed, not like she had a choice. Rebekah turned to me.

"You can't compel me," I said proudly, smirking. "I'm a witch, remember?"

"Ah, yes," Rebekah replied, nodding. "But I have other means of getting people to do what I want. Perhaps I should compel your dear sister to stab herself in the stomach repeatedly until you sit your arse down."

I glared at her. "Fine," I said begrudgingly.

About an hour later, Rebekah had 'kidnapped' Caroline and brought her into the library, compelling her to stay put. Just now, she sauntered into the room, pulling Stefan with her.

"Stefan..." Elena stood up.

"Did I say you could move?" And she sat back down.

"Class is in session," Rebekah said. "You've all been compelled; you know the rules. Except for you, witchie, but you'll obey or suffer the consequences. Answer my questions honestly, no disobedience, no one leaves. April, my sweet, take notes. This is how you get answers in this town. Let's start with a little quiz. In the year 1114, my brother learnt, thanks to yours truly, about a brotherhood of vampire hunters with tattoos that grew with each kill. These tattoos revealed what, Elena?"

"A map," she answered.

"Which led to... Caroline?" she asked.

"A cure for vampirism."

"Perfect, so we're all caught up. Stefan Salvatore and Lucinda Gilbert, the last time we saw each other, you two had a vampire hunter, but in order to decode the map, you needed the location of the hunter's sword, which Stefan got out of me using some very dirty tricks. Assuming you found the sword, you also found the cure, and yet, you're all still vampires, which means something went wrong."

Rebekah glanced over to April, who was scribbling down notes on a piece of paper. "What are you doing?"

"Oh, you asked me to take notes."

I coughed in an attempt to hide my laughter.

Rebekah shot me a glare. "I wasn't being literal, darling. But now that you mention it... a flow chart would be nice, which means index cards and push-pins. Go fetch."

April left.

"You're wasting your time. We don't know anything," Stefan said.

"So, you just gave up? I thought you would do anything to save Elena? Even if it meant taking the cure yourself, so you could grow old and die with her?"

Of course he would do that for Elena. Everyone would do anything for my perfect sister.

Elena was wide-eyed, probably due to the fact that they broke up. "Why do you look so surprised?" No one answered. "I'm missing something. What is it?"

"Why are you so nosy?" I asked. "Oh wait, I forgot, you don't have a life."

"What's gotten you in such a bad mood, witchie?" she said, amused. "Have you not been treated well in my absense?" I rolled my eyes. "Now, how about you update me on the latest gossip."

I sighed. "Stefan and Elena broke up."

Rebekah smiled. "Now let us go," Caroline tried.

The Original vampire continued to push us to our breaking point. She looked delighted at the news. "Broke up? Wait, I'm confused. I thought Elena was your epic love, Stefan?" Rebekah sat down in April's chair and, for some reason, Elena scoffed. "I asked you what happened. You have to tell me."

"She slept with Damon," Stefan answered.

Elena's gaze shot up to meet Stefan's, surprised that she knew. She then shot me a betrayed look.

I held my hands up in defense. "I didn't tell him," I said. "Blondie over here can't keep a secret."

Caroline scoffed. "What's wrong with you today?"

I shrugged. "I feel fine."

"You're acting like a b-"

"Yes, yes, poor Lucinda here is on her monthly, get over it," Rebekah said. "Anyway, let's move on to the other Gilbert girl." Elena glared at her. "So, vampire Elena is a trollop who likes bad boys, which explains why Stefan reeks of alcohol. But what it doesn't explain is why sweet, loving, innocent Elena could be so heartless towards Stefan."

I almost sighed in relief once the attention was taken off me.

"How could she hurt you like that? Answer, please," Rebekah demanded.

"She didn't know it at the time, but she was sired to Damon," Stefan answered.

"A sire bond. That's fascinating. And what do you think about that, Elena?"

"I think you're sad and bored and in desperate need of a hobby," Elena snapped back.

"Amen to that," I added.

"You're hiding something. Fess up," Rebekah said, compelling Elena yet again.

"I didn't sleep with Damon because of the sire bond," Elena said. "I slept with Damon because I'm in love with him." Stefan was visibly hurt by this revelation. Even Elena looked shocked at what she said.

Rebekah was enjoying this a bit too much.

"This should be a soap opera," I said, breaking the silence. "'Elena Gilbert and the war for her golden vagina.'"

Rebekah laughed.

"Lucy!" Caroline scolded.

Elena looked just as hurt as Stefan now. I felt guilty and ashamed of what I said, but I was sick of this love triangle crap. She was ruining a perfectly fine relationship between two brothers because of her inability to stay single.

"Oh you are hilarious, Lucy," Rebekah said, wiping tears from her eyes.

"What does all this have to do with the stupid cure?" Caroline asked, changing the subject.

"You're right. We got off the point. Stefan, how do I find the cure? Unless, you'd rather talk about Lucy's sudden bitchiness or Damon and Elena all day."

"There's a professor," Stefan answered. "He knows where the cure is."

"Thank you. And, uh, where do I find this professor?"

A couple of glares from Caroline, Elena and even Stefan later, Rebekah was calling Tyler to lure him into the trap.

"I heard, and you're keeping all that rage bottled up inside. Caroline's worried sick about you... Hello, Tyler. I heard my brother made a real mess of your life. Believe me, I can relate. You have my condolences. In fact, why don't you come down to the high school so you can accept them in person? ... Because I have your girlfriend. Maybe you have a better shot saving her than you did your mother. Bye now."

Just as she hung up, the youngest male Original, Kol, peeped his head through the door, smirking. He looked like a younger Elijah, but acted more like Klaus or Rebekah.

"Sister... Look at this. You're even worse than Klaus," he said.

"Kol, finally. Did you bring what I asked for?" Rebekah demanded.

Kol shoved Shane into the library. "You must be Shane," she smiled.

Rebekah and Kol went with the creepy, all-knowing Professor somewhere to interogate him.

"Elena, I didn't mean-"

"No," Elena said, her eyes filled with tears. "I know what you meant."

"I shouldn't have said it like that, Elena, I'm sorry."

She glared at me. "Why is it that we all have to suffer when you're upset or angry? It's always like this. After Mom and Dad died, after Jenna died. You become so snappy and irritating instead of actually dealing with your feelings."

"At least I didn't mope around for months," I snapped. "Jeremy needed me, Jenna needed me. I may have been a bitch, but at least I got things done."

Elena scoffed. "Stop it you two!" Caroline exclaimed. "So what? You both have different coping mechanisms. And Lucy, what you said was just, plain cruel, but this whole thing with Elena and the Salvatore's has just gotten stupid."

"Is that what you think?" Elena asked. "What really is stupid is that Lucy was so affected by Klaus killing the hybrids that she had to go into complete bitch-mode."

She was calling me weak, basically. Anyone else would have been able to deal with it, but not me, because I'm so fragile.

"I get it," she said. "You got there too late, so you feel as if its your fault." I sat up in my seat and clenched my fist.

"Is that how you feel, Lucy?" Caroline asked. I didn't answer. "It wasn't your fault. It was all Klaus'."

I never thought that Rebekah Mikaelson would be my saviour, but when she walked into the library before Caroline could continue the interogation, I could have almost hugged her. Almost.

Caroline rested her head in her arms.

"Still glued to your seats?" Rebekah asked. "Ahh, it's thick with tension in here. Let's spice things up a bit. Elena, truth or dare?"

"We're done playing your stupid games, Rebekah," Stefan said.

"Truth or dare, Elena. You're compelled to answer," Rebekah reminded her.

"Dare," Elena spat.

"I dare you to tell Stefan the truth about Damon."

I was beginning to doubt that she had a life - at all - over the past thousand years.

Caroline shot up. "Seriously?"

"Being with Damon makes me happy," Elena answered.

"Makes you happy? Clowns make you happy, Elena. Dig a little deeper," Rebekah urged.

"When I'm with him... it feels unpredictable, like... like I'm free," she said.

"And how do you feel when you're with Stefan?" she asked.

"Seriously Rebekah, you're going to far," I said.

"Too bad, she's compelled," Rebekah said.

"Lately, I feel like I'm a project, like I'm a problem that needs to be fixed. I think I make him sad, and I can't be with someone like that, because when he looks at me, all he sees is a broken toy."

Rebekah looked so pleased with herself while Stefan looked absolutely crestfallen.

"Do you still love Stefan?"

"Yes."

"Are you still in love with Stefan?"

Elena looked like she was about to cry. "No."

It seemed like the Original Sister was about to jump up and down in joy. I wanted to slap her so bad.

She turned to Stefan. "Did that hurt? Having someone you love drive a dagger through your heart?"

"Go to hell," Stefan spat.

"Did. That. Hurt."

"Yes," Stefan finally answered.

"Welcome to the last nine-hundred years of my life."

Stefan looked at Rebekah, almost with pity.

Tyler Lockwood burst into the room, reading to play superman and save his girl from an Original he had no chance in defeating.

"Ah, good, you're here. It was just getting depressing."

"God forbid you weren't amused," I spat.

"What the hell is going on?" Tyler pressed.

Rebekah turned back to us. "Listen to the rules carefully. Stay in the building, no vamp-running in the hallways."

"Vamp-running from what?" Caroline asked.

"I'm not a vampire, remember?" I said.

"No," she responded, smiling. "But I'll let you stay just so they have a small sense of hope before this hybrid rips it from them along with their limbs." Rebekah compelled Tyler. "Turn."

"What?" Elena exclaimed.

"He can't, he'll lose control!" Caroline exclaimed.

"That's the whole point," Rebekah said. "I've exhausted all your knowledge. Now I have the professor to help me find the cure, you're just competition. Whoever finds it first, gets to decide what to do with it. Use it, share it, destroy it, save it. I want that to be me."

"But if I turn, I'll kill them," Tyler said.

Like she said, that's the point. Was I the only intelligent one there?

"Yes, you will. Turn."

Tyler slammed into a bookshelf, causing some books to fall.

"Agh! I can fight this!" Tyler declared.

He breathed heavily and fell to the floor.

"Greta Martin did a spell that slowed down Jules' transformation," Elena said, panting fearfully. "Maybe you can do the same."

Tyler crawled over to a table and pulled himself up. I heard his bones crack as they began to break.

I shook my head. "I don't know the spell," I said, observing him. "Even if I did, I'm not powerful enough to counter Rebekah's compulsion."

Tyler slammed his arms on the table, breaking the table in two pieces.

"GET OUT OF HERE!" Tyler yelled.

"Go," Stefan said, pushing us to leave. "Go!"

We ran into the hallway. I followed Caroline as she ran through the halls. We stopped at the front door.

"I can't get out," Caroline said. "But you can."

"Caroline, I'm not going to leave you."

She smiled. "Go to the lake house and help Jeremy with his hunter duties. Get away from this for a while."

I nodded. "I'm sorry I was such a douche today," I said. "It's just been difficult."

"I know, but take a beat and go to the lake house and only come back when you're fully yourself again," she said.

I hugged her and ran out of the school. I looked behind me, only to see she had already gone.

It had been quite a while since I was back at the lake house. We spent our summers here as children, before our parents died.

The house hadn't changed a bit, but we had. Our parents were dead, Elena was a vampire, I was a witch and Jeremy was a hunter.

I sighed and got out of the car. I always loved it here. Dad taught me how to fish at the docks, not that I fished anymore. I never had enough patience.

"Lovely lake house you're family has," said a voice I so did not want to hear.

I whipped around to see Klaus. Last time I saw him, there was blood all over his face.

"I don't have time for this," I went to open the door, but Klaus' hand planted on my shoulder prevented me from doing so. "Get off me," I spat.

"Why so hostile, love?" he asked.

"You know the answer," I snarled. "Just leave me alone." His smirk fell but his hand didn't. "Please."

He let go of my shoulder and I exhaled in relief. "I never meant to hurt you," he said. "My hybrids-"

"-Were innocent people, but yet you slaughtered them. The only wrong they did was freeing themselves from you," I said. "And then you killed Carol Lockwood, who I've known my entire life, as if killing twelve hybrids wasn't enough. Nothing you say can make you seem any better, Klaus."

He mouth tightened and he stepped back. "Alright then, love!" he exclaimed angrily. "I get it, I'm an evil bastard! Guess that excuses my next wrong-doing."

As if on cue, I heard a scream from upstairs. "What did you do?"

"Nothing an evil bastard like me wouldn't," he said, holding his arms out non-chalantly and smirking.

I ran upstairs to the attic. A girl had a stake through her heart. Jeremy was observing the invisible mark as it grew on his arm. It wasn't to difficult to fathom what had happened. Klaus had turned the girl so Jeremy would kill her.

"How far is it?" I asked, breaking the silence.

Matt and Jeremy shot up, surprised that I was there. "Lucy," Matt started, "when did you get here?"

"A few minutes ago," I answered.

"Great, another Gilbert to deal with," I turned around to see Damon. "I'll get rid of the body. Then we'll go get something to eat."

He picked up the girl's limp body bridal style and carried her downstairs.

I got a text from Caroline. Don't worry. We're all safe.

"Why's Damon acting so nice all of a sudden?" Matt asked. "He's been a dick all day and now he wants to play nice. Somethings up."

I put my phone away. "Or maybe he wants to impress Elena," I suggested, smiling, but not believing my own words. There was something going on. "What better way than to smoothe over her baby brother."

Jeremy gave me a ghost of a smile. He was still recovering from having to kill the girl. I felt my blood boil with rage towards Klaus.

I never trusted Damon, so there was no way I was about to let him take my baby brother and my human best friend to a bar without my supervision.

We walked into a bar. There was music playing and I got an eerie feeling about the place. I was right because as we entered I saw dead bodies scattered all around the bar. Klaus sat at the bar, pouring himself a drink. Of course this was his doing.

"I was beginning to worry you boys wouldn't find the place," he said, not even looking at us. "And Lucy, what a pleasant surprise."

"What the hell...?" Jeremy exclaimed.

"Did you kill all these people?" Matt asked Klaus.

"Not exactly. They're in transition." He looked to Jeremy. "Killing them is your job."

"No," I said, shaking my head. "No. Jeremy's not going to kill all these people. They haven't done anything wrong."

Klaus diverted his gaze from me to Damon. "And why didn't you leave the over-bearing elder sister at home?" Klaus asked him.

"Believe me, I tried," he scoffed.

"You said you were going to convince Klaus to do this another way!" Jeremy said.

"Well, I thought about it, and then I realized his idea was better."

Klaus smiled. I stood in front of Jeremy protectively. The transitioning vampires began to stir.

Like pigs to the slaughter.

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