Hey everyone! I was actually dreading to have to write this chapter because it`s a club scene, and I really don`t like those. But this turned out semi-decent enough to get the main point across. So, I`m happy with it. I hope you all like it though! Thank you to everyone for the amazing comments, reviews, and support. Those are really pushing me to continue to write this story. And thanks to everyone who is following this story because it`s over 100 now. YAH! Triple Digits! :)

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DISCLAIMER: I do not own Twilight or Vampire Diaries. If I did Jasper would be my sexy slave and Damon would never wear a shirt (or clothes for that matter xD) Characters belong to L.J. Smith and Stephenie Meyer, but the plot is mine to play with.

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Caroline spent the next forty-five minutes getting Aria ready, even though she knew she was perfectly able to do it herself. She started on hair first. Something simple. Elegant, yet sexy. Caroline quickly curled Aria's hair and pinned it to her left side using silver, diamond encrusted pins. Her bangs were curled off to the left side of her face, out of the way. Next was her make up. A black smoky eye with silver highlights, silver mascara, and silver eyeliner. And finally, the clothes. Aria had the perfect dress too. A gorgeous, black piece that barely covered her ass. It only had a right sleeve that was all see through lace. The front was slashed open. The back was completely see through and all over the dress were cut outs with see through lace detail. This dress left absolutely nothing to the imagination. Only a few elements left now. Silver nail polish, diamond oval earrings, and Christian Louboutin stilettos with the signature red soles. A master piece finished in Caroline's eyes.

"Oh my … Aria, you look amazing! I am so excited for tonight now. Every man is going to be falling at your feet!" Caroline squeaked, almost ready to start jumping up and down and clap with excitement.

"Yeah, so this might be a good idea after all," Aria said, examining herself in the floor length mirror. "I do look hot don't it?"

"Of course! Well come on, let's go!"

"Wait! What about Xavier?"

"Don`t worry girl. I got a babysitter to watch the little monster."

"Psh, thanks for calling my son a monster. Bitch."

"Whatever. Get your crap, let's go." Caroline walked out, leaving Aria to trail after her.

Aria quickly grabbed her silver clutch before walking down the stairs behind Caroline. But what greeted her at in the Den was surprising. Everyone was there, minus the Cullens of course, dressed in their clubbing clothes. They all looked over to her when they heard her enter the room and instantly went quiet.

Tyler was the first to break the silence with a very classy, "Damn, Aria. You are looking fine." This earned him a slap the back of the head from Caroline. "Ouch! What? It's true!" Caroline only rolled his eyes.

Damon walked over to Aria, his eyes roaming her body. He placed his hands on her hips pulling her closer before placing his lips aggressively against hers.

"Damon! Stop! Her make up!" And Caroline ruins the moment again.

Aria looked at everyone before saying, "Alright, let's go." She grabbed Damon's hand, leading him out of the house only to stop, mouth open like a fish. "What the hell is that?!"

"That my beautiful wife, is a stretch hummer limo waiting to take us to the club in Arlington."

They all quickly piled into the limo and made the one hour drive to Arlington. It was a fun ride with champagne and loud music. The girls would take turns dancing out of the sun-roof. They had not had this much fun in a while, and they have not even arrived at the club yet. When they finally arrived they pulled right up the door. Damon was the first out and turned around, reaching his hand to Aria to help her out of the limo. She glanced around and noticed the long line waiting outside the front door.

"We are never going to get in," Bonnie sighed from beside her.

Aria looked at her dumbfounded, pointed to herself and said, "Original Hybrid."

"Oh, right."

Aria walked up to the two bouncers, one on either side of the door, guarding it. "Gentlemen, may I and my friends get in?"

"Name?" one of them asked.

"Mikaelson."

He glanced down at a clip board in his hand. "You're not on the list."

"Look again," she said, her eyes dilating, "the name is there."

He looked back down again. "Here it is. Please, feel free to go in."

"Well thank you," she said. They all filed in, taking in the dark club. The music base pounded the room, you could feel it radiating from the floor into your body. Lights of all colors swiveled the room. Waitress and servers roamed the room with trays filled with drinks. They found, well Damon compelled, a group of VIPs to give up their perfectly set up table to them. It was in the back corner, over looking the entire club. A black, transparent curtain was the only thing that separated them from every other club patron. Everyone quickly dispersed, some getting drinks, others to the dance floor. Aria followed Damon and Stefan to the bar to get a drink.

"What can I get you, beautiful," the bartender asked her, his eyes anywhere but hers. "Something dainty and girly I suppose, huh?"

"Coke and rum, with very little coke," she said, "and it's on the house."

"Coke and rum, on the house," he mumbled back. She smiled as he made her drink and handed it to her. "Thank you, handsome. Keep them coming all night long."

She turned back around and glanced out on to the dance floor. Caroline and Elena were obviously having to much fun, much to the enjoyment of Tyler and Stefan. Ugh, men.

"Come on, let's dance," Damon whispered in her ear before walking out to the dance floor. Aria quickly drained her glass, not even flinching from the strong rum taste. She slowly walked out toward Damon, her eyes half open as she stared him down, and her tongue flashed out to lick her blood red painted lips. She ran her hands down his chest to loop her fingers under his belt and pulled him closer, then wrapped her arms around his neck, her fingers laced in his hair. His arms encircled her body, his lips finding her neck to place opened mouth kisses up to her cheek and back down again. They danced together in a sensual rhythm, never losing contact with each other's bodies. Their hearts were beating hard in their chest, sticky sweat dripped down their skin. Their eyes never left each other, like no once else was there. They were in their own world, just them and this moment, now forever engraved into their memories. The song changed and so did their dancing position. Aria turned around, gluing her back to his front. His hands held gently to her hips, her hands reaching up above her head to encircle his neck. Their cheeks touched as they danced, their eyes closed, trying to enjoy this moment.

When Aria opened her eyes she was not prepared for what was across the club, staring intently at her. Four pairs of golden eyes drank her in. She knew what they were seeing. Her and Damon in an intimate dancing position, their bodies glistening in the lights from the sweat, her dancing in heels without being clumsy, and her dress hiked up almost showing the world everything she had. She met their stunned eyes one at a time. Emmett. Alice. Rosalie. But when she looked into Jasper's, something happened inside her she was not expecting.

It was gone. All gone. All the emotion. All the humanity. Everything in her life that held her together. Everything that had defined her. Everything that kept her in check. All the memories meant nothing. All these little moments. All the touches and secret glances. Everything that was happening now and what had happened then, held no importance to her. Aria, the mother, the wife, the sister, the friend, the lover, was gone. In her place stood Aria, the original, the hybrid, the killer, the plotter, the predator, the Aria that had been gone for so long that she did not know what to do. So she stopped. She stopped the façade, again. Her eyes had hardened, her facial features became darker.

Aria moved away from Damon, surprising him with her sudden movement, and started walking toward them. The grace showed in her walk, a smirk firmly on her face.

"Aria, where are you going?" Damon demanded, grabbing her arm.

She halted her movements, and turned back to glared at him. "None of your concern. Release me." Her voice held authority and a deadly hiss.

"What's going on?" he said, staring into her eyes trying to search into her eyes, frantic to find an answer. "Oh, babe. What did you do?" A frown gracing his face.

"I do not have to answer to you. Now let me go." He listened and released her arm, before turning around and walking back to their table. He couldn't handle this right now, especially after just getting her back.

She continued her advance towards the Cullens. She stopped in front of Jasper. Confidence radiated from her, and he could feel it, but that was it. Nothing else. No emotion what so ever. And what he did feel was very faint, almost not even there.

"You have been avoiding me," she accused him, and they both knew she was right. "It`s very rude."

"I have nothing to say to you," he replied angrily.

"Ouch. I suppose that should wound me, but it doesn`t. I don`t feel anything anymore."

"I see that."

She stepped closer, pressing her body flush with his, her hands flat on his chest. "You can feel it, but I can show you so much better. Just like old times." She tilted her head to the side, staring up at him. "What do you say Jazz?"

"No," his answer simple, more like a warning.

"I`m not going to apologize if that is what you are waiting for. I`m not sorry. I don't feel guilty. And I don`t regret it. None of it because I`m selfish and when I want something, I get it. No matter who gets in my way. No matter who I have to hurt to each my goal."

"Woah woah, wait!" Emmett said. "What is going on? What did we miss?"

Aria looked at Emmett, not moving from Jasper, his body was tense from her touch but she ignored it. "Oh, Jasper didn`t tell you? Well, it all started a really long time ago when…"

"Enough Aria!" Jasper said, pushing her away from him. "What the hell is wrong with you?"

"Don`t you see it Jazz? It`s all off."

"What`s off?" Rosalie asked.

Aria did not even look at her, her eyes staying on Jasper. "My emotions. I can turn them off when I want too. It really is convenient. Except this time, it just happened."

"That`s so cool," Emmett smiled.

"It depends on who you are to me whether it`s cool or not. I`m a real bitch and I`m the most honest person you will ever meet."

"Honest my ass," Rosalie mumbled.

Aria moved in front of her, glaring. Rosalie was really getting on her nerves from the moment they first 'met.' "How's Royce, Rose? How was the rush of adrenaline when you killed him? Did it feel exciting?" Rosalie's face went blank as Aria continued. "Did you know that he was compelled to do that? To take that precious possession from you. To beat you? To rape you? To cause you pain? Did you know that it was me that compelled him to do it? Did you know that I watched you for weeks? I had to make sure that you were the right one for me? The right prey for me?" Aria whispered the next question into her ear. "Did you know that I watched the whole thing and enjoyed every, single moment?"

"And what about you Emmett?" Aria turned to stalk up to the large male. "Do you even remember the few nights before that bear attacked you?"

"How did you know that?" Emmett asked her. He had never told anyone besides the family. No one knew him well enough outside the family to know that.

"Because I did it. Remember the pub? I do. It was a nasty little place. You were with your older brother, having a few drinks. Met a beautiful woman, had some fun. Yeah, not really. I compelled you to forget. But now," she grabbed his chin forcing him to look at her. "I want you to remember meeting me, the conversation we had, the walk in the rain we took. Remember it all."

She let him go and backed up, knowing he might get a little angry at her. She was right when he started to advance on her, but stopped when Rosalie grabbed his arm to hold him back. His breathing had picked up, his chest heaved in anger.

"You bitch!" he screamed.

"I've been called worse," her voice completely calm, smirk on her lips.

"So it wasn`t just me?" Jasper asked.

"Oh no. The world doesn`t revolve around you. I had a plan."

"Plan?"

Aria didn`t get to answer before Niklaus covered her mouth with his hand. She tried to escape his grasp, but was unsuccessful. Niklaus quickly snapped her neck, preventing her from saying anymore. She feel limp against him. He held her up, trying not to attract any attention from the humans that packed the club.

"Well, children," he started. "It seems as thought the night has been cut short for her. Please enjoy the rest of your night. I think my sister needs a little rest, wouldn`t you agree?" He gathered her in his arms before walking out of the club, Damon following quickly after them, rolling his eyes as he went. He thought Niklaus went a little to far.

"What the hell just happen?" Alice screamed. Confusion plastered on her face.

But the Cullens night was not enjoyable anymore. Emotions were running high. They left the club, all partying vibes draining from their bodies as they went home. Tonight did not go as any of them had hoped.

Everything was out in the open now. What had yet to be determined was whether it was good or bad, and how it affected everyone from here on out.

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P.S. This has been the longest chapter as to date. So proud! :) Any suggestions, comments, or reviews are welcome! Thanks!