"I am Klaus. And you, my dear, are as good as dead."
Elena's breath caught in her chest. She could have sworn that she was having a heart attack as the need to collapse rushed to the front of her mind. But before she could do anything of the sort, the original with the satiny voice spoke again.
"I seem to have left her speechless," Klaus chuckled as he reached to grasp the doppelganger's arm. As soon as his velvety skin touched hers, an electric current ran through her body, causing her to jerk away from the offending limb. The only person that caused a spark like that was Stefan, but their love made the electricity addicting and wondrous—Klaus's made her want to run away as fast as possible. As Elena's thoughts morphed towards Stefan, she felt tears rush towards her eyes as she realized everything she would lose.
Suddenly, she remembered that she was standing with three creatures that could kill her with the flick of a wrist and hoped Klaus hadn't noticed her repulsion.
He had.
His once cheery demeanor had changed into a cold mask of indifference—one that scared Elena even more than the happy-go-lucky attitude. This was the man—no, the demon—that was going to kill her, and she'd made him angry. "Well, apparently she isn't one for fun. And to think I had a whole night planned out for us to enjoy before the sacrifice. What a pity", Klaus murmured, "Anyways, Ms. Gilbert, won't you come inside?"
If it was even possible, Elena's eyes grew to monumental sizes as she was pulled inside by an invisible force. Maddox grabbed her by the wrist and pushed her onto the couch in front of the fire, then retreated to stand next to Klaus again. She opened her mouth to beg Peter to save her, but Klaus's focus had shifted from her to the original on the front porch.
Peter was practically shaking in his boots as he said, "I did exactly as you told me, Klaus. My job's done."
Klaus chuckled—which Elena had learned was not a good sign—and turned to look at his trusty warlock before returning his gaze to Peter. "Yes, of course."
"That means I may leave."
Another chuckle. "Not quite. You see, I hate having loose ends. And you, my friend, are a loose end. Maddox, you know what to do."
Peter growled before he spun on his heel and raced to the safety of the forest—but to no avail. As soon as Maddox looked at Peter, the elder vampire fell to the ground in a fit of agony. Klaus slowly sauntered out of the house towards his fallen comrade, and knelt to the ground in front of the dying vampire.
"Peter, Peter, Peter… You should have learned years ago that I never hold on to liabilities. It would have saved you a lot of trouble. So now, I say goodbye to you—as your authority, as your friend, and as your brother." The last he emphasized as he pulled his arm back and plunged it into Peter's chest. Elena gasped as she saw the life fade from Peter's body just as Klaus ripped his hand out, holding Peter's once beating heart in his hand.
Klaus dropped the bloody organ to the ground and stood up. Within milliseconds, he was back in the cabin watching Elena struggle to understand what had just occurred.
Why was she so upset over Peter's death? He had killed her friend, and almost killed her enough times to get her a free one way ticket to an asylum. Yet she couldn't help but feel that she had lost the one person that would be able to rescue her from this hell-hole.
As her breathing calmed and she found she was able to see through the tears she hadn't noticed she'd been crying, she glanced up and found Klaus's eyes a mere foot from hers. Yet again, she felt that uncomfortable electric spark and leapt nearly a foot in the air before burying herself in the couch cushions as far from the original as possible.
"Well, I can tell this isn't going to be entertaining", Klaus stated, already growing tired of her antics, "Maddox, why don't you show our guest to her living quarters."
By Maddox's sly grin, Elena could tell that where she would be staying was nowhere to write home about.
She was right.
As Maddox led her down a flight of stairs, the environment seemed to get darker and damper. 'A basement. Great. I'm going to die in a basement', Elena thought to herself as she attempted to keep her breathing calm.
But it wasn't a basement. It was a dungeon—well, sort of. The walls were solid stone that she guessed had been cut directly into the mountain side. The floor was a rock-hard cement that she couldn't be able to dig out of if she had a lifetime, let alone a few days. There were chains and a solid steel cell door—and it reminded her of the Salvatore basement.
Maddox tossed her into a corner and proceeded to lock her into the chains on the wall. Elena tried to see the good in him, tried to convince herself that he was compelled or blackmailed into helping Klaus, but could find none. His smirk as he walked out and slammed the cell door shut confirmed her suspicions. She tried to think of a Plan A, B, or C, but she realized three things:
1) Maddox would be no help,
2) Stefan and Damon didn't even know where she was, and Klaus probably had a spell to block her location from Bonnie, and
3) She had less than a day left until the bastard upstairs drained her dry.
Yep. She was as good as dead.
Wha...Woah! I don't understand what's going on right now. This...This THING has invaded my computer screen with a...what the heck is this thing?Is it an...what's the word again? Update? Yes! It is! I originally had planned for this to be a short chapter-mainly because I had absolutely NO idea what I was going to write-but then it kind of turned into a reasonably sized chapter :) Okay, moving on. So here's my crappy excuse for why I haven't update since July. First of all, I had writer's block again. I just hit a road block, and it literally took me staring at the screen for 5 months straight to even come up with SOME resemblance of a story line. Second of all, I literally have barely had a minute to write this since school started. I ended up having 3 AP classes at one time (not fun. I wouldn't recommend it.) and almost failing one of them, so study time took up a majority of my time this semester. In addition to that, being a section leader in the marching band literally took up over 76% of my time up until November, and then I had to get all of my grades up because I was failing approximately 3 classes. Not a proud moment... but still, I admit that it's a really shitty excuse for the lack of updates, and for that I apologize. If anyone's even reading this story anymore, you guys are the BEST supporters, and I let you down :( But Christmas break is literally next week, so I'm going to try to update a bunch to make up for my absolute horribleness. But anyways, I hope this chapter wasn't a disappointment! If you want to leave a review, that would be AMAZING, or if you want to leave hate mail for me being such a horrible person, that's cool too :} just try not to litter up the review pages with "I hate you for being such a bad person and making me wait FOREVER for an update" comments... I'm not even going to write my whole "feedback is love people, so read and review" because I don't deserve your amazing feedback. I'm horrible. I suck. I am an absolutely horrible person that doesn't even deserve to be literate, let alone have amazing people like YOU GUYS reading my stories.
-kiki :)
btw: I DO plan on continuing this story and my other story, "Revenge of the Kat", I just need to find the time to write it. So, just try to consider the last 5 months as the story's hellatus (kind of like the show is on right now), and maybe you won't hate me so much :} maybe...hopefully...Is anybody even reading this anymore?
ps: WHO THINKS THIS SEASON IS ABSOLUTELY AMAZING? Well, except I miss the real Stefan. But other than that, I think it's pretty damn good :) opinions? Okay, now I'm just reaching for comments. You know what, if you're actually reading this authors note, you're the best :) I'll try not to disappoint you again! Sheesh. I suck.
