Wednesday February 22nd 2012 | Pfister Hotel Milwaukee ,Wi
"This hotel is AMAZING!" Elena and Bonnie shout in unison as they literally shove me and Stefan out of the way and rush into the room.
"Don't forget we have business to tend to." Stefan says walking in after a shrug.
"Speaking of business…" I mutter, taking out my phone.
"We're at Pfister Hotel. I actually hope we haven't beaten you here." I send the text to Krystal. After a while of going through the small bar and finding a small bottle of bourbon, my phone buzzes.
"You've beaten us by a few miles. We'll go to that hotel being I'm sure it's the best in the city. Kit'll wanna hit a club or bar after she figures out her next move. I got your back. Don't worry."
"She's seriously helping us, isn't she? Krystal, I mean." Bonnie observes over my shoulder.
"Looks like it."
"You gonna ask who her next victim is?" she presses.
"I was about to do that now, before I felt judgy eyes on my back." I say annoyed.
"Do you know who her next victim is? When she'll attack? And are you deleting these as they come to you?" I text her back.
Before I can think of my next physical move, she texts back.
"We're following her next victim now. You might know very well who that is if you think hard enough. She plans out her attack in a months time. It's her way of letting them live out the last days of their lives before she ends it. And yes my phone has no memory of our conversations. Don't worry about that."
"Who could her next victim be….?" I think out loud.
"Trying to figure that one out is like trying to figure out how to get her back. Which, by the way, none of us know how, yet." Elena says after the scenery freak-out subsides.
"Apparently, it's someone I know. But who?" and like a ton of bricks, it hits me. "I know exactly who it is." I say wanting to stake myself for giving everything away before I've even confirmed it.
"Who is it? What can we do? How do we stop her?" Elena rushes out as Stefan shushes her.
Taking out my phone I dial a number. It's answered on the first ring.
"Before you even say anything, where are you?….You're being trailed that's why…..It would seem that you're the next hit on my wife's list…..Yea, you obviously made yourself known."
"Who is he talking to?" I hear Bonnie in the distance.
"We need to meet. All of us…I have an idea on how to lure my wife…..Well, you've already been spotted so she's gonna kill you one way or the other…It would be nice if you just played along for one damn second…..Meet with us here before you do anything." I hung up.
"Who was that, Damon?" Stefan steps towards me and I take a defensive step back.
"We are gonna form a plan to lure my wife right into our hands. I know who she's after so all we need is to keep close and we'll have her." I walk over to the bar, more proud of myself. In no time, I'll have her back. Screw her having no humanity. I'll deal with that when I can actually touch her.
"Who was that, Damon?" I hear from Stefan again.
"I'm taking over from here on out, brother. I didn't have anything to go on before and now I do." I say pouring a glass of bourbon. "Congratulations to all of you on finally seeing me at my worst. Though, it lasted for quite some time, I know where to go and who she's after. I have more information than I had a week ago. This is MY mission, and plan on screwing it up." I smirk, finding my confidence before inhaling the drink in my hand.
Later that day | Pfister Hotel Milwaukee
"I know exactly who she's after. We're forming a plan to either take her, or hopefully stop her. We're leaving for the Pillar N Post club now. I hear it has a massive stage, so she'll love that one. Don't text back, just get her there."
Krystal reads then erases the text from Damon. Thinking hard on how she'll pull off getting Kit to the club without having opinions or thoughts, she goes for the latter. Just then, Kit walks out of the bathroom after refreshing from being on the road that past few days.
"Are you thinking about a club or anything tonight, Kit?" Krystal attempts to sound as if she's making conversation, being Elijah is off on his own secret meeting, which she's sure she knows what it is.
"Where's Elijah?" she asks flat, looking at her newly acquired shoe collection, picking out tonight's shoe.
"He went off on his own, for some reason. I think he went for a walk. It might be something about hotel rooms maybe." she smirks at her.
"Is that a jab at me?" she glares in her direction.
"No. It was simply an observation." she waves dismissively. "So, about the original topic. Club or bar?" she asks with a false gleam in her eyes.
"Either I'm losing my touch or I'm starting to like you, Krissy." she side-eyes her.
"Well, being you feel that way. How about we go to Pillar N Post? It's a club and I hear it has a massive stage." Krystal smirks at her, unlike herself.
In an instant, Kit vamp speeds across the room, pinning her to the well, decorated wall. "What game are you playing?" she growls in her face.
"No games, I swear. We always go to bars or clubs. So, I figured." she grits out.
"Are you messing with me in any way?" she growls again.
"No!" she shouts and Kit releases her. "God, what's with the sudden paranoia? You don't get paranoid." Krystal says holding her throat.
"Don't question me." she glares at her.
As Krystal heads to the bathroom, Kit decides on a studded pair of heels, shrugs on a black blazer and saunters towards the door. Swinging it open with purpose, she collides with Elijah, and loses her footing. Almost taking him to the ground with her, he catches his footing at the last second so that he's looking directly into her eyes. After what feels like an eternity of trying to find her soul through her eyes, he caresses her face, before she swats his hand.
"Are you alright?" he asked forgetting for a split-second that she has no emotions before allowing her to stand.
"Elijah, you can put the puppy eyes away. We've been blocked on two occasions now and frankly, I'm bored with it." She smirks, stalking off, before he grabs her forearm.
"What was this? All the flirting, the temptation. Was it all a game to you?" he asks trying to think there's any humanity left in her.
"Please don't tell me you've gone soft, Elijah?" she leers at him.
"Answer the question, Kitana." he growls at he.
"What do you want me to say to you? All this time has made me realize how I feel about you? You're the only man for me, take me now? Please, Elijah. What the hell do you think this is?" she scoffs and shoots slits into him as if he should know better.
Realizing she hasn't pulled away from him, he takes the opportunity to shove her against the wall and kiss her as if his life depended on it. As he holds her by her biceps, she returns his kiss as her hands find his elbows. They loosen up as couples pass them. Some admiring the two, while others scoff in disgust. They inch towards the room and before they even touch the door, Kit digs her heels and they break the kiss.
"You don't listen very well, do you? Krystal's still in there, you know." she taunts.
"Then, we can leave her behind. You walked out here with a purpose, didn't you?" he breathes. Before she can answer, he kisses her then pulls her down the hall by her hand. When no one's in sight, he vamp speeds away with her until they hit the lobby. They stop and he pulls her into and embrace as he laughs unlike his usual self.
"Ooh, I didn't know you knew how to use your vamp speed. I'm impressed." she smirks.
"Give me time and I'll show you so much more than you bargained for." he laughs.
"You talk too much." she says kissing him. As the kiss begins to heat up as if it hadn't been broken moments earlier, Kit silently confirms the presence she'd sensed and a sudden shutter of a camera. Breaking the kiss and away from Elijah, with all intentions of snapping the neck of her voyeur, she stops in her tracks.
"Well, isn't this a pleasant surprise?" he says. "Though, I had not thought I'd find you with your tongue down my brother's throat."
"Niklaus." Elijah says flat folding his arms, apart from his normal stature.
"To what do I owe the pleasure, Klaus?" Kit says as sweet as she can manage.
"No pleasure there, sweetheart. You tried to rip my heart from my chest, I intend to get payback." he sneers, waving the camera.
"And that? What do you intend on doing with that?" she tilts her head.
"Oh, I intend on using this to ruin you."
"What does a picture matter to me? I don't care about that." she glares.
"You don't care now, which makes this form of revenge all that much sweeter. One day, you'll go back to human emotions and this will haunt you to your end." he smirks at her.
"I'm not going back to human emotions. This is a bit more fun right now." she shrugs.
"Let's see how you feel about that in, say, a few months time. Who will bend to your whims? Who will even bother to put up with you?" he continues his smirk and she lunges for him. Elijah, being keen on her temper, catches her by the waist before she can do something he'd regret.
"Let! Me! Go!" she shouts while thrashing in his arms as he tries to contain her.
Klaus laughs in her face. "Look at that? I thought you were a tough little hybrid. What happened to all the bulk?" he asks stalking towards her.
She places her hands on Elijah's, careful of her own clothing, she ignites them strategically without setting them on fire. Elijah shouts as he releases her to tend to his hands. She stands ready to take anyone out that comes near her. Her hands a blaze like torches as she stalks toward Klaus.
"I did tell you that if I saw you again, I'd kill you. Did I not?" she asks as her demonic side comes into full view. Elijah looks around noticing that time seems to have stopped completely.
"Kitana…?" Elijah tries to get her attention. In that moment, Klaus vamp speeds away. The flames around her hands vanish as she vamp speeds after him. Looking around once more, Elijah notices time is back to it's normality.
He vamp speeds into the street, not caring if anyone saw him. Looking all around, he toys the charred ends of his grey leather jacket sleeves.
"Kitana!" he calls out in frustration, mostly at himself for losing her. "Klaus!" he calls for his brother.
"Elijah!" he hears from the doors. Krystal comes running toward him. "What's going on? Where's Kit?" she asks.
"She's after my brother." he says looking in all directions except hers when his phone starts ringing.
"Brother, I'm leading her to a club. Ask your pet where it is. I'll see you soon, Elijah." Klaus, says hurriedly into the phone before Elijah can get one word out. Hanging up the phone, he glares at Krystal.
"What is he talking about? Why is my brother leading Kitana anywhere?" he sneers at her.
"What are you talking about? Where are they?" she asks feigning innocence.
He grabs her by the shoulders and cuts slits into her. "Where is Klaus leading Kitana and why!?" he growls in her face.
"They're going to Pillar N Post. It's a nightclub. Kit and I were going there earlier." she rushes out against herself.
"Why?" he presses but she doesn't answer. "Why, Krystal!?"
"It's part of the plan. You want her the way she was, don't you? You wanna know if she shares your feelings, don't you, Elijah? That she hasn't just been pawing at you for the sake of boredom?" she asks genuinely.
"What plan?" he asks as if that's all he caught of her confession. "They're going to take her, aren't they?" he asks mostly to himself, but the look on her face tells him everything. "Dammit!" he shouts, releasing her.
"You have to let them save her. It's the only way, Elijah. Don't you see that?" she asks tears touching her eyes, which she doesn't understand why.
"Do you honestly think they have any idea how to help her?" he glares back at her.
"Oh, and you know how to help her? You're terrified to tell her the truth because you're scared she'll run from you." she says stating her case.
"I can keep her calm, don't you understand that? No matter what happens, I can keep her at bay." he says showing a hint of delusion.
"You're in love with her." she whispers.
"Don't say things you don't understand." he turns to face her.
"I understand perfectly, Elijah. Look at you. You've changed everything about yourself, for her. She turned, you cut your hair. She started dressing differently, you ditched your suits. She allowed you to show her a little more attention than she should, and you turn into her little bitch."
"Shut. Up."
"Why? Too true for words? Come on, Elijah. Think. You do everything she says."
"So do you."
"No. I do them so she doesn't kill me. You do them because you're so far up her ass that I highly doubt you can think straight."
"Careful, Krystal."
"Look at you, right now. You're frantic because her friends are here to take her back to Mystic Falls and you can't stand to lose her. I had so much respect for you before all this, but now you're just pathetic." she says and as soon as the words tumble out of her mouth, Elijah lunges for her.
"Let me go!" she screams as he feeds hungrily on her.
"Nope! Not today. Not on my watch." a voice says, as a shower of liquid washes over them and Elijah jumps back indicating vervain. "Get out of here, Elijah and think about what you've done." the voice says sardonically, and he vamp speeds away. "Elijah feeds? Who would've thought." the voice continues and before Krystal can turn around, she felt something wet being pushed against her mouth. "The point is to drink so you heal." the voice says annoyed and Krystal does as she's told. After she's healed, the wrist it taken away and Krystal turns to face her savior.
"Thank you. He...tried to kill me!" she says.
"I saw the whole thing. Word of advice, never taunt an Original or Kit for that matter. Gotta run. Take care, Krissy." before Krystal can say anything, she's standing alone with no sight of her savior.