~Chapter 29

Klaus had left, again. I was quite surprised by the fact that he did not drag me with him out of the Salvatore house. Especially after he realized that I would turn both brothers.

I did not want to leave Klaus, but I did not want to leave the Salvatores immediately either. I vowed to never leave my husband again and I was determined to keep my promise.

I had only asked him for some more time and he left, but not before he threw a tantrum, of course.

What I could not understand was why he let me fool around with the brothers? Maybe he was finally allowing me my freedom and the chance to make some mistakes. Maybe he was finally letting me go.

But who knows what constantly goes on through my husband's peculiar and twisted mind? I thought to myself.

I was sure he had something else up his sleeve, waiting for the opportune moment to spring it on to me. I suppose, I just had to wait and see.


Later that night…

After I was sure that everyone at the estate had retired to their beds, I moved towards my bedroom window, wearing a deep blue gown and a black cloak.

After giving one last glance towards my door, I placed the cloak's hood over my head, leapt out the window and found myself crouched on the cold, hard dirt.

I was in the Salvatore's back yard which lead to the woods. I made sure that no one was on sight, before I sped with my vampire speed to the place we promised we would meet.

I heard his heartbeat from miles away and I knew I was getting near. As he was in my sight I could see Damon flashing me a knowing smile.

After I stopped running, I carefully arranged a piece of my hair which had been misplaced due to the wind and motioned him to follow me.

"Come on it's time for your lesson," I whispered to him in the night, as I started walking in front of him. He mocked me with a little bow and I slapped him on the chest, playfully.

"Ah!" I heard him groan, and he bent a little forward.

"That's for mocking a vampire," I shot back with a little smile of my own while I continued to walk slowly. I heard him laugh from behind me.

I tucked a piece of hair behind my ear and I could hear a carriage drawing near. I licked my lips hungrily as soon as I heard two sets of heartbeats.

"Watch, learn and do as I say," I told Damon, my eyes solely focused on the carriage which was almost in sight. I instructed him to lie down in the part of the woods where I knew the coach would have to pass through. I could see he was hesitating at first, but then he gave me a slow nod and obeyed.

I kneeled down on the ground near Damon's body as if he had been attacked and I was coming to his aid. Then I pursed my lips, waiting eagerly for my source of food.

I heard the carriage arrive. It's time to play my part, I thought as I rose from the ground, a wicked smile forming on my lips. I grabbed the ends of my dress and hurried towards the coach.

"Please help! My husband! He has been hurt! Help us please!" I cried to the man leading the carriage. Confusion swept across his face as he jumped off the coach in a hurry and ran towards Damon's body. Another man emerged from inside the coach.

"What are you doing out in the woods? It's dangerous out here!" the old man lectured as he walked towards me.

"You're right sir, it is dangerous," I told him firmly, before I pounced on his neck, draining every drop of blood the man had in his system, before pushing his body off of me and to the ground.

I dashed away and hid behind a tree as I saw the coachman, looking back to his friend. He could not see him. He was getting anxious; I could tell from his heartbeat.

"What's going on?" the coachman called out, walking back to his coach.

Then he twirled around and encountered me. I grabbed his neck and sank my fangs into the delicate skin.

Even though I had not turned it off, I enjoyed a good kill every now and then. I was a vampire after all and vampires fed from human blood and killed. Even though I had been reluctant to feed or hurt innocents when Klaus had turned me, I had come to terms with what I was.

After I had drunk every ounce of his blood, I pushed the coachman's lifeless body to the ground.

"And that's how it's done Damon…" I told him, turning around to face him, while running my tongue all over my teeth savouring every single drop of blood. He gave me an intense look and I could tell that he was nervous and uneasy. I could not blame him; I knew my mouth was soaked in blood and it was the first time he had seen me give into my true nature.

While he rose from the ground taking in the surroundings and the aftermath of the attack, I gracefully arranged my dress, brushed off some grass which had attached itself to my clothing, and sucked on my forefinger which held some blood.

He looked at the ground, biting his lip before looking up to me. His face was paler than ever and he looked anxious. I tilted my head to the side, examining him.

"Are you sure you're ready for this?" I asked him softly as I walked closer to him. He hesitated to reply at first. I saw his eyes blinking a couple of times.

Then he removed his hands from his pockets, gave me a quick nod and a terse smile.

"I'm ready. I want you to turn me…" he responded back in a quiet, yet determined voice.

"You need to get a taste first… Kiss me Damon," I whispered to him, moving closer to him. He looked somewhat anxious and he kept looking at my mouth. Then he suddenly handed me a white handkerchief. I pushed it away.

"You won't be needing it," I added as I grabbed a fistful of his hair, resting my forehead on his while waiting for him to close the gap between us and give in. He examined my mouth one more time, before he leaned in and kissed me.

His hand was resting on the small of my back and he used it to pull me into him, while his other hand stroked my face. He did not hold back, but kissed me on the parts of my face which were bloodied, both his hands cupping my face.

After our lips parted, the blood that once was on my mouth had been smeared onto his. From that moment, I knew he Damon Salvatore would make one hell of a vampire.

"Leave me to clean this up," I whispered breathlessly. He gave me a curt nod, a small smile and disappeared into the woods.

I turned around to face the bodies and with a small pout I scanned the mess I had made. Then I heard a slow clap from behind me. Someone was clapping, in a rather unhurried and deliberate manner.

I spun around hurriedly, coming face to face with the clapping stranger, as he put a hand on my mouth. My eyes widened in both horror and surprise as I saw brown eyes looking intently at me.

It was Kol. He flashed me a small grin, before removing his palm from my mouth.

"What are you doing here?" I gasped to him. He lifted me up and pulled me into him, hugging me. He twirled me around for some time as I buried my face in his neck, taking in his unique scent. The scent I had sadly forgotten.

After a long moment of savouring each other, he put me down, a pained look on his face.

"He'll kill you if he knew you were here…" I whispered as I caressed his face with my forefinger.

"I don't care," he whispered back, looking down while he placed one of my wavy curls back in its place.

"I have missed you so much," I told him quietly, a tear escaping the corner of my eyes. He gave me a sad smile, wiping away my tear, but he did not say anything.

"Did you miss me Kol?" I asked him softly, seeing as he did not respond.

"Oh my sweet Elena," he replied back with a modest smile, as he moved to my forehead, pressing his lips against my skin.

"You have no idea," he added as he gave me one last look before whooshing away as if he had never been there to begin with.


A few days later…

"What are you doing? Stop it!" I giggled in bed as we both emerged from under the sheets. Stefan was tickling me and I could not control my laughter.

He had his hand around my waist, pulling me into him from the behind.

"Why don't you make me?" he whispered in my ear. He had grown confident because of the large amount of time we were spending together and a confident Stefan was extremely sexy.

I bit my lip, before rushing to straddle him with my vampire speed and growled in his face, exposing my vamped out face. He was taken aback and I saw him flinch.

When I had previously vamped-out with Damon, he had caressed my face. However, Stefan remained beneath me, staring nervously at me. He did not truly trust me and I knew he did not accept what I was, unlike his brother.

"Oh come on, I am not going to hurt you," I whispered as I leaned in for a kiss. He hesitated at first, but eventually kissed me back. His hands were on the back of my neck and he was pressing me into him. His tongue was making its way down my neck and I arched my neck, closing my eyes.

I was trying to control myself, knowing that I was about to bite into his pretty, white neck. I licked my lips at the thought, but decided to ignore my animal instincts for once.

I heard a knock on the door and I turned away from Stefan and looked at the door.

"Yes?" I whispered breathlessly, waiting for the intruder to respond. It was Emily. She was looking curiously at me and Stefan. One hand was resting on her hips and the other holding the door open.

Stefan had covered himself with one of the sheets before Emily came in, but I did not bother. She had seen me naked countless times while helping me bathe and dress.

"Miss Elena, Damon Salvatore is requesting you downstairs," she spoke to me while giving me knowing grin. She was absolutely fascinated with the way I had managed to keep both brothers entertained and enraptured with me.

"Please ask him to wait Emily," I replied with a smile of my own as I turned away from her.

"We'll pick up where we left off next time…" I whispered as I leaned in for another kiss. He pulled away instantly and gave me a tense look. I flashed him a little pout and stood up from bed, walking away. I glanced at the naked Stefan Salvatore, looking at me from bed, with a concerned look on his face.

"What does Damon want with you now?" Stefan asked as he furrowed his brows, one of his signature looks. I pulled my laced cobalt blue and golden robe from the floor and put it over my naked body.

"When will you stop worrying about Damon?" I told the youngest Salvatore with a seductive smirk as I waltzed back near the bed.

"When you finally make your choice…" he simply told me. I was taken aback by his demand. I thought he was playing with me when he had asked me the previous question, but he was dead serious.

That statement never really entered my mind. I did not think I would ever have to choose, particularly because I knew Klaus would find me before I had the chance, but now it seemed like I had to.

How could I ever choose between both brothers? It was selfish of me to think like that, but it was the truth. I glanced nervously at Stefan and I could tell from his face that he was worried that I would not choose him.

I continued to walk towards his bed and I sat beside him. I bit my lip, not sure what to say. I could not lie to him, but I had no choice. I cared about him too much to break his heart, even Damon.

It had been egoistic of me to come into their lives and put them under my spell, knowing that I would never really pick any of them. I did not know what to say to Stefan. All I knew was that I chose Klaus. I would always choose him.

"I choose you Stefan," I replied to him. His face lit up immediately and he beamed at me, before leaning in for a long slow kiss, cupping my face with both his hands. As he started to kiss me I found myself saddened by my decision.

How was I going to let Damon go? But I knew I could not lose Stefan either. Ugh, decisions, decisions, I thought.

Stefan's hands made their way up my robe and he slipped one of the sleeves off my shoulder. Suddenly he had me pinned down beneath him in bed. He was quite fast for a human, I thought with a little smirk. He moved in slowly for a kiss, both my hands at my sides, held down by his.

I licked my lips hungrily before he closed the gap between us and I switched our positions with my super speed. He was at my mercy, beneath me. He shot me a surprised look, but even though he hated what I was, my sudden actions using my vampire speed had turned him on. I straddled him and ran my fingers through his hair, moving close to his lips, only a few inches away from kissing him.

"Fun's over," I whispered against his mouth.

"No," he whispered back with a sad smile which turned into a pout.

"Mhm…" I murmured with a smirk of my own. He moved away from beneath me and rose from bed. He stood up as he pulled his white shirt over his toned torso. I sat up on the edge of the bed, looking at him.

"I'll leave you to your business with Damon. I trust you'll tell him about your decision," he declared in his serious tone. He pulled up his pants while I gave him a quick nod and a terse smile. Then he exited my room.


It had been a day since I told Stefan that I had chosen him. I had not seen him since. He had apparently attended to some business with his father and I decided to pay Damon a visit.

I was in front of the mirror in his room, holding up an amber necklace as I looked at it and admired it from the mirror with a smile.

"What is that?" Damon asked as he lied on the bed lazily behind me, shirtless.

"A gift…" I murmured while my fingers traced the edges of the pendant.

"Let me guess… From my noble brother Stefan," he shot back, his voice showing he was indeed jealous. My gaze shifted from the necklace towards Damon, who I could clearly see from the mirror.

"Actually it's from Emily," I insisted, standing up from the chair I previously occupied. I made my way towards Damon, still lying on his bed.

"You sound very much like your brother. Both of you feel threatened by the other," I added, still standing up as I looked down at him.

"Do you blame me?" he whispered, holding my gaze. He grabbed me by the arm and pulled me down to the bed.

"You have to choose you know…" he whispered again in my ear, trailing kisses down my neck. I bit my lip. I had already made my choice. Klaus.

"It's you Damon," I whispered back.

I let him embrace me and caress my cheek before he drew me in for a kiss. I felt a small smile playing on his lips as he kissed me deeply. I was straddling the elder brother and then I broke off the kiss suddenly, before I pinned him down on his back.

He looked slightly surprised, but then I saw him smirk as he knew what I was about to do next. I grinned back before I bent forwards in order to kiss his delicate neck. I felt my fangs elongate and I licked my teeth. I approached his neck grazing his soft skin with my teeth, before slowly biting into it. There was no rush. I had both his hands entwined with mine as I moved on top of him, enjoying the flow of blood, while he moaned and groaned beneath me.

[ARRANGE THIS PART, MAKE IT MORE IN ORDER AND IN DETAIL OF WHAT SHE WAS FEELING ABOUT DYING, KLAUS AND THE VERVAIN]

I smiled at his response, before I felt a sudden burn in my throat. It hurt, I could barely breathe. I brought my head up from Damon's neck, feeling as if I were choking on his blood. It had to be one thing. That damned herb. Why would Damon do this? I thought as I felt the amber necklace Emily had given me slipping out of my hands.

But then I saw Damon sitting up in bed, his face showing nothing but worry and fear. He was not the culprit; someone else had used Damon to get to me.

"What's wrong?" he uttered, in an upset tone.

"Vervain," I croaked, in a barely audible tone. The burning sensation seemed to grow only stronger. I had grown very weak and I toppled off the bed and to the floor. Damon rushed to my side, still unaware of what was going on.

I felt him touching my face, my arms and my stomach, desperately trying to help me, but there was nothing he could do. Then he rested his head on my chest and I heard him sob softly. I wanted to comfort him, but I could barely breathe, let alone move. The vervain dosage had been a high one.

Did Klaus do this?

The floor opened in a bang, but I did not open my eyes. I simply could not find the strength to do so.

Klaus… He had to be the one behind it. He was using it to punish me for what I had done with the Salvatores.

Then I suddenly remembered what he had previously told me, about the council members coming for the vampires of the town. He was right. They had come for us and he was not there to help me. I had refused him and I was about to end up dead. It was a scary thought. I had never really thought about death before, being immortal and Klaus' wife never popped into my mind that I would die, at least not before thousands of years had passed. Not before countless of centuries spent with my crazy husband and certainly not before he made me go mad, just for being with him, which he had already started to do.

I heard a couple of voices, but I could not make out what they were saying or who they belonged to. All I could do was clutch my throat in some illusion to make my mind think that my pain was easing. I knew my heart would soon be crushed with a stake and I would be dead for the world.

I just wish I could see my husband one last time, I thought before I continued to close my eyes shut, and felt myself losing consciousness.


A/N: There will be no further be a love pentagon thing going on. This was solely done for the purpose of turning Damon/Stefan into vampires. Also I'm getting some ideas from the books so bear with me. Even though some might not agree, I think the novels are more fascinating than the TV show. I think the TV show has gotten way off track.

Okay guys I started university and may be delaying by a couple of days, but I'm not going anywhere. Hope you enjoyed the chapter, more Klaus coming up soon!