The Traitor
Elena went downstairs as she heard the loud knocking on her house's door. She didn't exactly know who it was, because if it was anyone of her friends, they'll just come in. They didn't exactly need to knock. Once she got down to the last step, walked a few more steps towards the door, opened it, and saw someone who she didn't exactly expect to be knocking on her door this time in the morning.
"Klaus," She gasped. She stood there for a few seconds, frozen. Until he suddenly grabbed her and she quickly started to protest, but he covered her mouth and hushed her. She then started losing consciousness, everything was blurry, and then it was all black.
When she finally woke up, and tried to move, she found out that she was tied on a chair. "What the…" She mumbled.
"Hello darling," Klaus said, and she saw that he was sitting a few feet away, facing her. He was smiling, and she looked around. She finally realized that she was at his home. So, she started moving more, and tried to escape, but the ropes were too tight. "Easy love," He said. "Don't try to escape because you can't." He added with an amused smile. She glared at him as she thought that she had to get Stefan. She had to let him know she was here, and that she needs to be saved.
"Let me go," She firmly said. But as she did, a woman came holding an empty blood bag. The woman went towards her, had a piece of wet cotton, and cleaned an area on her elbow. She then tried to escape again. "What is this?" She demanded, and suddenly felt terrified.
"You know what I need, Elena" Klaus said, in a serious tone. "It's time to finally get back in the course." Elena continued to try and move, but the woman, who she realized was a nurse, was already trying to put the needle through her vein.
"It'll be painful if you try to move," The nurse said. She gritted her teeth as she continued to glare at Klaus.
"Why are you doing this now?" She asked, breathlessly. "Does Elizabeth even know you're doing this?"
"Why did you even bring her up?" He asked, looking at his nails casually. "But if you must insist, Elizabeth knows everything, and she doesn't really care about what I do." Klaus then looked at her with a smile. Then he stood up. "I need to build the army now. It has been long overdue. But don't worry, I'll take enough and make sure you're still happy and well with Stefan. You know, the more the blood, the better." He then gave her a great smile and a last look before he started leaving. Soon as he was gone, she tried moving again, but it was just no use.
She was stuck.
Elizabeth opened the door and walked in. She heard Tom talking rapidly in French, probably on his phone, and she closed the door behind her. There, she saw him in his new apartment, talking on the phone. When he saw her, he had said a few words and hung up. Elizabeth noticed that he was wearing a suit, and so she guessed that he was probably going somewhere.
"I hope you didn't mind me suddenly interrupting." She said with a smile. Tom smiled back as he put his phone back in his pocket, and looked up at her again. His suitcase was ready on the coffee table.
"No, of course not," He shook his head. "But you are terrible with timing. I was just about to leave. I have to meet up with this businessman in Chicago. I'll be back tonight." Elizabeth arched her eyebrows as she waved her arm towards the door.
"Then I wouldn't want to get in your way," She said. "Go ahead, before you get late." Tom smiled as he picked up his suitcase and walked towards her. He stopped in front of her as he gave her a warm smile.
"Just call me when you need me, cherie." He said, and Elizabeth nodded.
"Yes, I will…" She said with a laugh. "Now give me a kiss, and go." Tom then kissed her on the lips, a quick peck, and left. It was quite normal for them to do so. Back in the old days, kissing wasn't all that a big deal, unless it was out in public. But as close friends, and as former lovers, it wasn't all that a big deal, she guessed. Yet, there was something in that kiss where she sensed… deceit. She narrowed her eyes as she looked around Tom's apartment, as if he was actually there. Could Tom be lying to her? But what would he lie about? Surely there was nothing that he hid from her, as so she has nothing to hide from him. But why did she suddenly sense that? With just a kiss, she can sense someone's mind; she can touch it, as if it was within her reach. And Tom, a master of telepathy, should know that – if he was indeed hiding something from her.
So, she started walking around the room, frowning, even though it was a beautiful apartment. She was by the shelves now, and she touched each spine within her fingertips, letting them slide from one book to another. Until she felt an electric shock, like a big pang right through her senses – she sensed him. And then there was a vision. It was Tom, holding that book and putting it back on that shelf one night. She then looked at the spine, and saw that it was a black leather notebook. So she quickly slid it out, and opened it. There she saw his writing, with the other clean pages that was left to be written on.
She realized it was his diary.
But why did he keep it here? And why did he hide it on such an obvious place like this shelf? Then again, if she still kept a journal, she would've taken it everywhere she went. So she shrugged, sat down on the couch, and opened where the mark was. There she saw his entry back from the horse-racing event a few weeks ago. She also noticed that everything was in French. Fortunately, she was fluent in that language. And certainly, that that entry didn't interest her, so she flipped back, and skimmed on some paragraphs, until something caught her eye.
"There, I told Katherine not to tell a single soul about our little secret, otherwise, I'd kill her."
Elizabeth's eyes narrowed, and she was definitely surprised. What was this secret? And when did he and Katherine meet? She looked away as anger boiled up inside her. Continue reading, the back of her mind said, and so she gladly obliged. She wanted to know more and she skimmed on the paragraphs again.
"Katherine was a fool, trying to lie to me on why she was really there in the event. Her head was telling the truth, that she was compelled by Klaus to keep Damon away from Elizabeth. If she didn't do so, she'd end up dead as well. I pity her at some point, because she's treated as if she was a toy. In her case, she really is."
So, Klaus compelled Katherine. Elizabeth pursed her lips together, as she glared away again. That lying bastard, she thought bitterly. But her curiosity urged her to read more. And she did. She tried to look for that so-called secret Tom and Katherine shared together. She flipped, skimmed, and flipped, and skimmed all over again. Until she reached the month of June, back when he was still in New York.
"I knew this would happen. Elizabeth, no matter how hard she tries to suppress her real emotions for Klaus, they still show. She loves him, and she cannot deny that even to herself."
"But who I really pity is Damon Salvatore. Elizabeth clearly went out of her way just to keep him close to her. And I knew exactly what her plan was after she left for Paris. She was going to let Damon follow her by making me send this note to him. Of course, I wouldn't send it myself, but I shall send it in style of the hotel service."
"Dear diary, I just sent the note. I am certain that Damon will follow her. There is a certain charm that Elizabeth holds and keeps men mesmerized. But I'm not going to let that happen. I'm not going to let their so-called friendship become deeper in meaning."
"Tonight diary, I had cornered Katherine by the dark alleys of Manhattan and told her to stop Damon from following Elizabeth. But of course, for her to follow what I had said, I had to do what I have never done in the longest time. I had to hypnotized her, to do so, and to keep her mouth shut."
Elizabeth quickly shut the notebook, and threw it right across the room. She was furious – with everything and everyone. Truly, these vampires all have the same intentions – they all want to bring the most ugly and terrifying side of her. Well, if that is what they want, then that is what they're going to get. She'll make sure that everyone will be experiencing hell.
She sat up straight, swallowed her anger, smiled as she glared away. With her vampire speed, she picked up the notebook; put the mark back in place just so it'll look untouched as she erased the traces of her (she can do that since she's old enough to do so. Tom won't even realized she touched it and read it), and left the room.
Why you ask? Because she came up with a brilliant idea.
"What do you mean Elena's not answering her phone?" Damon asked. He was so annoyed, because he was enjoying reading a good book, and then Stefan suddenly interrupted him, saying that Elena hasn't been picking up. He sat up, and looked at Stefan, who got the car keys, and was heading out the door. With vampire speed, Damon immediately sprang up and followed Stefan to the car.
"Thought you weren't coming," Stefan said as Damon closed the door of the car. Damon cocked an eyebrow at him.
"'Course I am," He shrugged. "I'm gonna make sure that you're okay, like a good big brother that I am. You never know when you're gonna get vampire heart attack." He added and gave him a teasing smirk. Stefan rolled his eyes as he revved the engine and immediately drove.
"She hasn't picked up since this morning," He said as he stared straight ahead. Damon stared as well as he kept silent. He knew exactly how Stefan felt, especially about Elena because once upon a time, he loved her. But that's changed. Everything has, and the only thing that reminds Damon of that is his memories. Though, he still does care for Elena – even though he'll never say that out loud, and will never admit that to her and to Stefan, not in a million years. They drove away, until they finally got to Elena's house.
The house looked the same. But then, both of them got out and he followed behind Stefan to the porch. Stefan started knocking on the door and Jeremy was the one who answered. "Where's Elena?" Stefan asked.
"I thought she was with you," He said as he frowned. Damon looked away as Stefan shook his head.
"No," Stefan replied. "She hasn't picked up her phone since this morning."
"Well, she answered the door this morning, I thought it was you." Jeremy said, still frowning. "Is everything okay?" Damon gave Jeremy a sharp look.
"No, Jeremy," Damon said, pissed. "It's not okay. In case you hadn't noticed, your sister, Elena, is missing." Damon then looked down at his boots. There he noticed on the ground, was dirt – of course there was – but this kind of dirt marked someone's shoeprint.
"It's okay Jeremy," Stefan said, calmly. "We'll take care of it. Just be careful." Damon crouched down and inspected the dirt. Stefan was about to step on it, and so, he immediately held Stefan's foot. "What the…"
"Don't step on it!" Damon said and let go of Stefan's foot. "There's a shoeprint on this dirt." He added, and so, he touched the dirt, and tried to see if he can use telepathy to know who the guy was, that was by the door when Elena answered it.
"Damon, what are you doing?" Stefan asked, and Damon immediately hushed him. He continued touching the dirt, looking at it, trying to see if he can get anything. And then, just like a flash, he saw it. He saw the shoes that stepped on this porch, knocked on the door and Elena was the one who answered it. She gasped a name – he didn't exactly hear it, but he can read it through her lips.
Klaus.
Elizabeth walked into the living room only to find Elena, strapped to a chair, with an IV, putting her blood into the bag. She arched her eyebrows as Elena's hopeful eyes dart through hers. "Elizabeth," Elena breathed. "Please… please help me." Elizabeth only blinked. Elena was begging for her help? How interesting. When it came to a person's life, they try to beg to save themselves, don't they? Elizabeth would do the same thing, yes, but like Elena, Elizabeth doesn't exactly like her either.
So why would she help Elena?
"Darling, you're home early," Klaus suddenly came in with a tumbler of bourbon. He smiled and so did she as she removed her eyes at Elena and looked at him.
"I just came by to change," She replied, and gave him a look before she turned back to Elena whose eyes were full of fear. "So what is this, exactly?"
"Oh, I'm taking some blood, and then make the army, like we always planned." Klaus replied with a confident smile as he went towards her. Elizabeth could hear Elena's fearful thoughts. She was begging Elizabeth to save her – even though she doesn't exactly know that Elizabeth can read minds – at the same time, she wished Stefan would come and be her knight in shining armor. Elizabeth let out a chuckle.
"Like we always planned?" Elizabeth asked and arched her eyebrows. She was furious with Klaus, because of the fact that he compelled Katherine to keep Damon away from her. But, she was clever enough not to show her anger because as far as Klaus was concerned, she doesn't know. Klaus then shrugged and gave her a sly smile.
"Alright," He calmly said with his chin up. "Like I always planned." Elizabeth then smiled. "Now, I wouldn't want to keep you here since you have other places to go, I assume?"
"Yes, and I'll see you tonight." She gave him a smile and went towards him. She then was about to give him a kiss on the cheek before someone suddenly opened the door and interrupted them.
"ELENA!" They heard someone call. Klaus turned to Elizabeth with an irritated look, and so Elizabeth had only arched her eyebrows and kept quiet. Footsteps got louder, and the people that came in were finally visible since they showed up in the living room. "ELENA!" Someone called again. And they discovered that it was Stefan with Damon.
Of course, Elizabeth already knew that.
"Ah," Klaus said. "How wonderful to see you both in my home," He added. Stefan glared at him and so did Damon. But then Damon looked at Elizabeth.
"What is this?" Stefan demanded.
"This is really none of my business," Elizabeth suddenly interrupted before Klaus can even reply. They all looked at her as if in disbelief. "So if you'll excuse me…" She said with a smile, and gave Klaus a look. Obviously, Klaus couldn't protest, because he knew he cannot stop Elizabeth. So, he only gave a nod, and Elizabeth went past them.
And when she did, she went past Damon who gave her a glare. She managed to give him a faint smile even though she knew everyone else felt the tension between them. Then, she went upstairs, into her room to get her gloves, and changed her clothes.
Damon stood there, and felt Stefan's anger seeping through. But maybe if he moved fast, then that blood bag won't be full. Then again, Damon knew that he and Stefan arrived too late. Klaus drank all of the whiskey on the tumbler and put it down on the table beside him. He gave them a smile and he waved his hand.
"Don't worry, mate," Klaus said to Stefan. "I just took enough to raise an army. You can now and take her and leave." Damon raised his eyebrows. That was easy – too easy for Klaus to suddenly give Elena up. There was something wrong here, and Damon eyed the room suspiciously. Stefan gave Klaus a suspicious look and slowly took a step forward. Klaus however, maintained that smile and nodded. "Go ahead, Stefan. I won't bite." He said with a wink.
And with one last look, Stefan using his vampire speed, immediately went to Elena, and took off the ropes that strapped her to the chair and the IV as well. Stefan then carried Elena, as he turned and glared at Klaus. He then turned away as he walked towards Damon and went past him. Damon gave Klaus a look, and followed Stefan behind.
"Are you okay?" Stefan asked. "You lost a lot of blood." Elena, who was getting pale, swallowed and nodded.
"Yeah," she mumbled. Damon closed the door behind him with a loud bang and looked at the house. There was something weird going on with Klaus and with Elizabeth – he's sure of that – but he can't seem to place his finger on it. "I'm fine," Elena added.
"I'll get you in the car." Stefan said and Damon only followed them behind.
Once everything was set, Stefan started driving.
Katherine sprang away from the tree, and ran away. Not that she was running away from something, but there was something about running in the night through the woods made her feel… alive. So she continued to run, and yes, maybe she scared a few animals while she was at it, but she was sort of having fun.
The colossal trees created big shadows as the moon glazed on their leaves and casted glints on the ground. They danced as the breeze blew, and Katherine can hear the leaves' crisp sound. She inhaled deeply as she stopped and stared up the dark sky. As much as she was damned of being a vampire for an eternity, there was also something about being alive that made her rejoice.
But then suddenly, she was knocked over. She immediately got back up and looked around only to see that there was no one there. She frowned, because she swore that somebody hit her. And with that thought, she felt a sharp blow on her groin, she crouched as she felt the pain, but then another one came, down at the middle of her back. Now she was on her knee. She glanced around, rather breathless. So, she started to stand up again and run. She did, but only for a few steps because she had to stop with the sight of that face.
"Elizabeth," She breathed with her eyes wide in shock. With a lingering gaze at her, she immediately turned and started to run again, but she felt Elizabeth stop her by grabbing her hair and pulling her towards her. "Ah!" She shouted in pain.
"You're not going anywhere." Elizabeth firmly said as she continued to grasp on Katherine's hair, and held her down. She then lifted her leg up, and immediately hit Katherine on her stomach, which made her drop on the ground with her back as Elizabeth let go. Katherine grunted in pain. But before she can try to run away again, Elizabeth already sat on top of her, held her by the neck, and started strangling her.
"Let… me… go…" Katherine tried to utter, but it was getting difficult for her to breathe. She looked directly at Elizabeth's eyes, and then all of a sudden, Elizabeth flashed a smile as she suddenly let her go.
"Alright," Elizabeth raised her hand up in defeat. "But do not think that I know nothing of your silly games, Katherine." She said her name in a nasty tone with that silky accent of hers, Katherine was sure she won't forget it. Elizabeth then arched her eyebrows and smiled. "And that is why…" She then looked deeply into Katherine's eyes, and started compelling her. "If Nik and Tom ask you questions if you did this or that, you shall say yes. You will admit that you were the one who did it, it was all you…" Elizabeth then looked away and then gave her a soft smile. "You got that, darling?"
Katherine quickly nodded in response, and looked away, because of what she might see next. Soon, Elizabeth dug her fangs on Katherine's next, popping out her artery vein and drank.
And Katherine screamed.
She pulled her leather gloves on, and opened the door with a quick twist that pulled the lock too. It wasn't too late, because she knew Tom wasn't there yet, and she knew that he was still far in to the city. So she went in, closed the door behind her, and got into the kitchen. She got by the stove, popped out the gas tube, and then proceeded by starting to erase any trace of her. Instead, she tried putting in traces of someone else. And she took Tom's journal, and put it on her coat's breast pocket.
Once she was done, she went out, and stood by the door. She pulled out her silver lighter, clicked it open, quickly threw it in and closed the door behind her as she immediately ducked and covered – all using her vampire speed.
There was a loud booming noise, and everything was set into flames. She then stood up and left with an evil smirk on her face.
