As I stood leaning against the brick cemented wall of the cellar, waiting with Elena for Elijah to awake. I caught myself randomly day dreaming about the daggered original. Shaking the absurd fantasy I had about me and Elijah being together out of my head, I quickly regained my cool laid back composure. before then casually glancing over at Elena.
Just then, me and Elena were completely taken by surprise, as Elijah's body suddenly and violently jerked itself on it's side. Which was instantaneously accompanied by his eyes shooting open and a loud breath clenching gasp.
Rushing over to his side, Elijah glances at me, before then setting his sights on Elena.
Elena ten looks over at me, with a riddled look on her face, almost as though she was expecting me to tell her what to do.
With me shrugging my shoulders, and having the exact same look on my face that she did, prompted the doppelgänger to take action.
"Elijah." said Elena, as she tried catching his attention.
"Katherina!" responded Elijah out of sheer astonishment.
The look on Elijah's face was one of disbelief and confusion. Oddly enough to me, it seemed as though the handsome, well suited original wasn't all there.
"Elijah! It's me, it's Elena." replied Elena, as she attempted to get through to the highly disoriented vampire.
"Oh, my God." gasped Elijah.
Following those last words, Elijah abruptly passes out.
With an exchange of looks, both Elena and I slowly proceed to draw nearer to the seemingly unconscious original, with the intent of checking to see if he was ok. When out of no where, Elijah's body suddenly spasms out on us again. Scared shitless, me and Elena immediately throw ourselves backwards, as we attempted to distant ourselves from Elijah.
After his last spasm attack, Elijah begins to get to his feet. "I can't… I can't breathe! What's happening to me?" asked Elijah
But before either of us could answer, Elijah tries to super speed away, but ends up slamming straight into the door, causing him to stammer backwards.
And that's then, Elena rushed up from behind and caught him. Making sure, to hold him up right.
"I can't... I can't be in this house." stuttered Elijah
Then just like that, almost as though a light had just turned on in my brain, I was suddenly able to put everything together. "He's not invited in." I said, as I peered from Elijah to Elena.
"Then get me out of here." urged Elijah, just prior to attempting to once again super speed away. Only this time he got through the door, but wound up slamming into the wall just outside it, before then vampire speeding up stairs and out of the basement.
Me and Elena quickly glanced at each other, before then hastily rushing out of the basement, as we followed after Elijah. Only to then end up in the foyer, with Elijah standing right outside front the door, attempting to collect himself.
As Elena and I slowly began creeping up to the door, Elijah attempted to super speed back into the house, but was stopped my seemed to be an invisible barrier, that seemed to be keeping him out.
"So that's how the whole vampire invitation thing works." I said in awe
"What happened?" asked Elijah before then immediately being cut off by Elena
"Shh!" said Elena, just seconds before then gesturing to Elijah that Damon and Stefan could and would hear him.
"You two need to talk." I whispered to Elijah
"About what!?" whispered back Elijah in a not to happy or trusting tone
"I'll tell you, but not here. Can I trust you?" asked Elena, in a whisper
Glancing between me and Elena, Elijah then finally ends his gaze on Elena, before then asking in a whisper, "Can I trust you?"
Elena looked completely stumped by Elijah's question, as I watched her tuck the loose strands of hair behind ear. It was clear Elena was thinking of a way to try an prove to Elijah that she could be trusted, but was coming up wit nothing.
Ignoring the little voice in my head that screamed don't trust Elijah, I nudged Elena. Then, after gaining her undivided attention, I dug into my pocket, pulled out the mystical ash dagger and handed it to her, before then motioning for her to give it to Elijah.
With a look of shock, Elena glances down at the dagger that now rested in her hand. Before then giving me a thankful smile, and mouthing the words, "Thank You." Following that, Elena then turned back to face Elijah and presented him with the white ash dagger, as a symbol of peace.
A surprised look popped up on Elijah's face for just a split second, before then quickly vanishing, as the well mannered Original generously accepted the dagger. With the dagger now in his grasp, Elijah gestures for Elena to come outside and lead the way.
Elena then takes a deep breathe, glances at me once more, and then walks out the front door, as she heads off to her jeep.
Just as Elijah was about to follow here, I quickly stretched over the threshold, grabbing a hold of the suited Original's arm, causing him to immediately stop mid stride, before then turning his head to face me.
"I am trusting you with her, don't let me down. Or you'll answer to me." I whispered to Elijah
Peering down at my right hand, which firmly and ever so tightly gripped his right arm, the all powerful vampire just smirks, before then taking a minute or two, to look me in the eyes. Leaning forward, he then whispers to me, "You have my word." which was ten followed by his ever so charming signature smile.
With those magical words now spoken, I immediately loosened my grip on Elijah's arm, allowing him to leave with the Salvatore's precious Elena.
Crossing back over the threshold, I quickly closed the door behind me. As I then stood with my back pressed up against it, thinking about how my hairs were standing on end, when Elijah leaned in close to me and whispered those four little words, "You have my word." Which was strange, cause it wasn't like Elijah was trying to be sexy when he said it, he was just trying to make sure that neither Stefan nor Damon picked up on his voice with their super vampire hearing, and yet, it was still one of the most sexually charged moments of my life. The way he leaned in, and just the way he said it gave me chills, and it was then that I realized, just how much I was actually attracted to the well mannered, and well suited original.
"Oh, boy." was all I could muster to say, after coming to this highly inappropriate revelation.
Following a sigh, I pulled out my phone and checked for the time. Shortly after seeing the time, I knew it wasn't going to be long now, before Stefan and Damon finally got up. And seeing as I played a part in undaggering Elijah and sending him on his way with Elena. I knew that the last place I'd want to be when the Salvatore brothers found out, was here in this house. So with much haste, I grabbed my jacket from off of the coat rack, and was out the door and on my motorcycle faster than you could say cheese.
After about, oh I don't know, thirty minutes or so of just aimlessly driving around town, I some how wound up at the Salvatore family crypt. As I looked around at all the Salvatore names that were hung and displayed all around, I couldn't help but wonder what they thought of the Salvatore name now. I mean right now I only know of three people that bare the Salvatore name, and all three of them now reside in Mystic Falls. And worst, two out of the three are vampires, and ironically enough as Salvatore's we're taught to hate vampires, and to kill them on sight. Yet it's Damon, and Stefan who will ultimately keep the name alive, as there some what immortal, and men. Were as, if I grow up and get married, the name Salvatore will be lopped off and replaced by the name of my significant other. Though, if my significant other's last name was Lockwood, I wouldn't mind as much. But at last, someone else has won his heart, and as much as I day dream about Elijah, I know for certain that nothing can or will ever come about between the two of us. Man, leave it to me to fall for two guys I'll never have.
As I continued dwelling on my non existence love life, and the fact that I was still a virgin, my phone would suddenly begin to ring. Thanking my lucky stars for the much needed distraction from the pity party I seemed to be throwing myself. I wasted no time answering my phone, not even stopping for a split to check the caller ID.
"Hello." I pretty much sang into the phone
"Well you seem happy today, could this sudden spark of happiness have anything to do with a particular Original, that's no longer daggered and rotten away in our basement cellar?" asked Stefan
"Look I'm not in the mood. So if you're calling me, to bitch about me undaggering Elijah I just have two words for you, Bite me." I quickly replied
"So it was you who undaggered Elijah."
"I'm hanging up." I spat out
"Wait! I need you're help, Jenna's back in town and the Klaus possessed Alaric tried meeting up with her."
"What!?" I spat out in terror
"Yea so look, I'm already on route to the house, but do think by any chance you could meet me there?" asked Stefan
"I'm there." I stated with a new found sense determination. Immediately following my reply, I hung up from Stefan, threw my phone in my back pants pocket, exited the crypt, and hopped on my bike. Before then hauling all ass over to the Gilbert the house.
As I pulled to the Gilbert house, I immediately spotted Stefan's red 1963 Porsche 356B Karmann Coupe parked on the side of the street. Shortly after turning off my bike, I pulled out the key, and ran up to the front door. Turning the door handle, I was anything but shock to find that the door was unlock. So with a quickened pace I entered into the Gilbert house hold, frantically calling out for Stefan and Jenna as I went from room to room. Before then finally finding both of them just standing in the kitchen.
"Hey, you guys what's going on?" I asked upon entering into the kitchen.
"Why Samantha, I'm so glad you could join us. I was just telling Jenna and Stefan how calming I find chopping to be." I heard a familiar voice say from my blindside.
With a sharp turn to my right, there, standing behind the kitchen island with a huge chopping knife in hand, was non other than the Klaus possessed Alaric.
"You have got to be kidding me." I said in disbelief, as I peered into the eyes that once reflected the sweet, strong and kind nature that was Alaric before the scoundrel known as Klaus wormed his way into my teachers body.
"Oh come now Samantha, join us. The more the merrier." said Alaric
As I walked a bit further into the kitchen, I subtly glanced over at Stefan. "Stefan, I thought the whole point of coming here, was to keep Jenna away from Alaric?"
"He was already in the house by the time I got here." answered Stefan
"Well don't mind me everyone, I'm just still waiting for someone to tell me what the hell's going on." stated Jenna with frustration and annoyance clearly audible in her tone.
"Stefan, Samantha, would you guys like to tell her, or should I?" asked Alaric in the most condescending of tones.
"Tell me what?" asked Jenna
"Do you believe in vampires, Jenna? No?" asked Alaric, before then breaking out laughter. Continuing on, Alaric then goes on my saying, "Well, who does, right? But believe it or not, they do have a place in our history. And as a history teacher, I find them fascinating."
"Why are we talking about this?" asked a now clearly confused Jenna
As me and Stefan exchanged worried looks between one another, Alaric then decides to continue on his rant.
"Well, you've been angry with me for keeping secrets, and this is one of my secrets. I'm obsessed with vampires. There. I said it." finished Alaric, before then letting out a light chuckle
"Are you joking?" asked Jenna
"Not at all." said seemingly insulted Alaric. "But, how about you, Stefan? Are you a fan of vampires?" asked Alaric with smirk.
With a slight hesitation, Stefan then decides to humor the sick sadistic bastard taking root in our favorite history teacher/vampire hunter. " In literature. Bram Stoker. It's dense, but I appreciate it."
Following a faint smirk, Alaric then adds, "Hmm. Did you know that vampires are the oldest creatures of the night? Except for werewolves, of course."
"Werewolves. Werewolves. Now I know you're joking." replied Jenna, in complete and utter irritation.
"You know, I've read that there's an Aztec curse on both species that keeps werewolves slaves to the Moon and vampires bound by the Sun. Isn't that right, Stefan, Samantha? You know, they say these creatures would do anything to have this curse broken and that they wouldn't care who they had to kill to do it." taunted Alaric
Now completely fed up with how Klaus was getting his kicks from ruining Alaric's relationship with Jenna, as well as his clear and obvious threats and taunts. Me, being the brass, impulsive, no nonsense taking kind of girl, decided that it was about time Klaus got a taste of his medicine. "You know what Alaric, I heard that's not true." I said with a devious smirk
"Really?" asked Alaric, as I now had his undivided attention.
Seconds before continuing, I glanced over at Stefan, to see that he had a puzzled and some what worried look on face. Though Stefan had no idea what was going to come out of my mouth, I know, he knew that I was going to go poke the big bad vampire bear.
"Yea, you see my sources tell me that the Aztec curse is fake, made up. Can you believe that?" I asked with a devilish smile, "And worse it was made up by a vampire. You see supposedly there IS a curse, but it's not on the species. It's a curse specifically placed on one individual, and this cruel and evil person decided to play on the hatred the two specifies had for one another for his own selfish and egotistical gain. It's pretty pathetic if you ask me. I taunted
I tell you, if looks could kill, the Klaus possessed Alaric would have killed me a million times over. The light hearted, overly confident smirk that stained his face through out his entire rant early, was no gone, and replaced with a look of rage and hatred. As he now figured it, that I knew the truth about him and the curse he was so desperate to break.
"Pathetic, I don't think wanting to correct a wrong that was done to one centuries ago is pathetic." spat out Alaric with much venom
Deciding to take my taunt one step forward, I continued on. "Yea well, I know the whole the story, and let's just say I don't think the witch that placed the curse on the one individual did anything wrong. Hell she should have been praised for putting on end to such, a vile, repulsive, and unwanted creature." I finished with a teasing chuckle.
As I continued on chuckling at Alaric, I could see just how much the last part of my little speech hurt him, but still, not even I could have guessed what was about to come next.
With my sights set on Alaric, I watched as the clearly pissed off Klaus possessed Alaric firmly gasped the handle of his huge chopping knife, before then suddenly hurdling it at me.
Just as a gasp had passed through my lips, I was abruptly shoved to floor by Stefan. Who, in a heroic gesture, vamp speed over to me, taking my spot in the knife's trajectory. Immediately after hitting the floor, I toss my hair out of my eyes and peer up at Stefan, who now thanks to me had a big ass knife embedded in his chest.
Upon scurrying to my feet, Jenna quickly makes her way over to Stefan.
"Oh my god Stefan are you alright? We have to call the hospital." freaked out Jenna
Still as calm as a cucumber, Stefan easily pulls the knife out of his chest, before then snatching Jenna's cell phone out of her hand. When Stefan, saw that I was on my feet, he lightly shoved Jenna towards. "Get her out of here." he ordered
Grabbing the nearest arm to me, I began trying to pull Jenna out of the kitchen, and towards the front door. Fighting me the entire way through, a frantic Jenna continues to try an grasp how it was Stefan was ok and already completely healed after taking a knife to the chest.
Seeing the Alaric-Klaus start to make his way over to us, with yet another huge kitchen knife, Stefan firmly grabs Jenna by the shoulders, "I said go!" he yells at her, with his face now revealing what he truly was.
Almost tripping over herself to get away from Stefan, Jenna books out the kitchen and then straight out the front door, with me on her tail.
"Jenna, Jenna!" I called out, hoping desperately that Jenna would stop running
Finally deciding to stop running, Jenna then swings around to face. Before then rambling on. "Sammy, what the hell was that? What was with Stefan's face. "What's wrong with Alaric."
Grabbing her shoulders just like Stefan did, I began trying to calm the now overwrought Jenna Sommers. "Jenna, listen to me, I know you're a little socked, and confused right now. But, I need you to get in Stefan's and let him drive you back to his place, where Elena will explain everything to you. Ok?"
It took a few minutes of convincing, but I was finally able to get Jenna in the passenger seat of Stefan's car. Instantly following that, Stefan shoots out of the house, and orders me to follow him back to boarding house, before ten hopping into the driver's seat of his little car and taking off.
Hopping on my bike, I glanced back at the Gilbert house just in time to see a somewhat battered Alaric exit through the front door. With a look of contempt in his eyes, the now beaten Alaric-Klaus just glares as me. So with a wave, and condescending smile, I said my good byes to the possessed Alaric, before then starting my bike and shooting up the street, as I made my way back to the boarding house.
Back at the boarding house, Elena swiftly came on through, and with her petrova doppelgänger charm, was able to put the lovely Jenna Sommers at ease. Following that, was a few exchange of words and threats between the two Salvatore brothers as Damon didn't want Elena to go back to Elijah, and Stefan, being the perfect boyfriend defended Elena's right to choose.
A few hours after all that had gone down, I retired to my room, and began going the Martin grimoire I had stole from out of many that were just lunging around there apartment. Then, much to my dismay, I heard a loud crashing noise come from down stairs, which surprisingly enough was followed by the house shaking.
Immediately following that, I threw the grimoire on my night stand and hastily shot out of my room, on route to living room. But before I ever made it down the stairs, I saw Elena run across on route to the living room as well. Continuing my hastily decent down the stairs, I suddenly found myself bumping into Elijah.
"Elijah." I said in shock, but before the handsome Original had time to respond, we both heard Elena yell out "Stop!" from the library
Wasting no time, both me and Elijah rushed into the studies, just in time to see, Damon and Stefan break apart from one another.
"Well, I think we all know what….or who they were fighting about." I said jokingly, before then hopping up and grabbing a seat on the banister right beside Elena and Elijah.
"Now you've invited him in?!" asked a not so happy Damon
"Elijah and I have renewed the terms of our deal." boasted Elena, proudly.
"Really?" asked Damon a highly suspicious Damon
Taking a few steps forward, Elijah then addresses the Salvatore Brothers, "
The two of you will come to no harm at my hands. I only ask for one thing in return."
"What!" spat out in Damon, in disdain
"An apology." answered Elijah
Upon hearing Elijah's request, I uncontrollably let out an obnoxious snicker, "Good luck with that."
"A what?" asked Damon, in disbelief.
After exchanging glances with Damon, Stefan then proceeded to draw nearer to the well suited Original. "I'm sorry for the part that I played in your death. I was protecting Elena. I will always protect Elena."
"I understand." said Elijah
"Well that's one." I said, just before me, and everyone else looked over to Damon, signaling to him that it was his turn to apologize.
After a about a minute of Damon, not saying anything, Elena begins to explain her plan. "The sacrifice is going to happen, Damon. Bonnie will be able to kill Klaus without hurting herself and Elijah knows how to save my life. I told you I'd find another way. And I did."
Turning is gaze from Elena to Elijah, Damon asks, "Is that true?"
"It is." replied Elijah
Glaring back at Elena, he continues, "And you're trusting him?"
"I am." answered Elena confidentially
"You all can go to hell." stated Damon, before leaving the library.
"He's angry with me right now. But he'll come around." said Stefan
"Perhaps." said Elijah, before then turning to face to me. "Samantha, may I speak with you in private." asked Elijah
"Yea. Sure." I answered. Hopping off the banister, I then began to lead Elijah out of the library, and towards the front door, as I figured we'd have a better chance of privacy outside the house rather than in it.