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Klaus

I watch silently as she sleeps next to me. She is calm and restless. She doesn't move. A few more moments watching her, I conclude that she is no longer breathing. I can't detect her breaths. Slowly I place a hand on her shoulder, shaking her awake. Slowly I realize that it's not doing any good. Taking a deep breath I pull her towards me, her back now laying against the matress. Her eyes, black with blood red, and now dried up, tears streaming along her cheek. Her mouth held open, like she was screaming for help, but no one could hear, I couldn't hear. The sheets around us both, soaked in blood red liquid. Yanking the sheets away, I see now. I see the damage done. A hole, where her heart use to be, now ripped out of her chest; missing.

I gasp, backing away from the bed, and heading for the door; for help. I turn to open the door, but there is none. I turn back towards the girl, but she is not there. I am in a grave yard. I am standing over a tombstone. My family's tombstone. One by one, they are all aligned. One by one they lay in the ground, six feet under, next to each other: Elijah, Esther, Kol, Michael, and Rebekah. Gasping I back up, tripping over one more tombstone, just barely catching myself before I fell; I see a tombstone with a name. I see a tombstone with a date. Most of all, I see a tombstone at the head of a six feet hole, and inside that hole lies an open coffin, but no one lays inside it.

A rustle of leaves distracts me for a brief moment, and I spin around to examine my surrounding, but I don't see anything. I turn back to the tombstone; kneeling down to it, whipping away the dirt and leaves that cover it, and my heard stops. A gasp falls from my lips.

A rustle of white flashes in front of me and I get up to my feet. A small child in a small white dress stands there holding a small, brown, worn out bear. She is clearly innocent, harmless if you will.

I look down at her and smile. "Hello, Love-"

Her eyes flashed black and then turned to a deep crimson red. The bear fell out of the girls tiny hands and landed on the ground. Small drops of red began to show on her small white dress, and she slowly collapsed to the ground, but before she fell, I flashed before her, saving her from the brutal fall. Looking down upon the small child, I see that she is not there. There was a women, older, laying in her place. Her pale skin began to grow paler, and blood began to fall from her crimson red eyes. It was her. The girl in the room. I was sure of it.

Just as soon as I saw her eyes close, and she looked like she was in a restless sleep, I picked her up gently and got up from the ground. Just then, the women's eyes flashed open and blood began to consume every inch of her body.

As she opened her mouth to speak, I could see no tougne. her mouth was filled with blood, but words came out perfectly clear. "You-You did this." She kept repeating, comming closer at me. For the first time, I felt scared. I felt vunerable. Backing up along with her pace, I tripped and fell at the side of the tombstone, just before she reached me, I shoved her intot he hole, with no other choice. Her face glanced up, and then she started to laugh, repeating "You did this, now your going to live forever young, and forever alone."

A tear streaked from the corner of my eye, and then the girl fell over dead. Laying peacefull in the coffin. Hopefully in a better place. One last gaze at the tombstone sent waves of shock through me.

Elena Gilbert

Loving Daughter, Friend, and Mother.

Elena

Waking up to the stirring of Klaus in bed is not the way I would've liked to be woken up. I look over to see Klaus mumbling and trembling underneath the sheets. It took me a moment to realize he was having a nightmare, and another moment to gain the courage to wake him up. I touched my hand lightly to his shoulder, lightly shaking him awake. Unfortunatly I had bad timing on my part. Klaus lashed out, and his arm smaked me across the face hard, making me catch myself before falling off the bed. I stumbled off the bed, and grabbed my pillow, stepping back, I threw it at his face and yelled, "KLAUS!"

Klaus then jerked from his sleep, with sweat rolling off his face. His eyes jerked to his hands, to the room, and back to me. Klaus then let out a large sigh and got up from the bed. His eyes jerking to my face, and probably the red mark that lies across it. Anger filled his face, and I took a few steps back out of knowledge of his moods.

"What happened?" He flashed in front of me, grabbing my wrist, and then examining it clearer. "Who did this to you?" He asked.

"It doesn't matter," I say and jerk out of his hold.

My body, now flushed up against the wall, had no way now of moving away. "Who. Did. This."

My eyes narrowed, "You really want to know? What are you going to do? Kill who ever did this?"

His fingers lightly brushed up against my cheek, "No one touches my girl." He simply said. "Now who did this?"

"You." I spat. "When you where having your stupid nightmare, you didn't think twice about what was best. You didn't think at all."

Klaus immediatly removed his hands from me and backed away from me, as if he was scared. Turning his back on me, he stopped for a brief moment, and then said, "Go. Go get cleaned up and dressed."

"Why should I-"

"You want to see Alexander, dont you?" He turned to face me this time, stepping closer to me. "I love you, and I don't want to ever loose you." Klaus whispered in my ear. Looking at him with a shock on my face, he gently bent down and kissed me lightly on the lips. "Now go." He said and gently pushed me toward the bathroom.

Once inside, I close the door, and immediatly jump into the shower; enjoying the warmth it brings. The one place I get to think. The one place I get to be alone without any troubles in the world.

Klaus. One simple word that brings so many thoughts to my mind. Some where in my mind it said something was wrong, but my heart was telling me a different story. I loved Klaus with every inch of my soul, but yet some part of me was hesitant about him. A part of me was telling, no screaming at me to run the hell away from him.

I shake all the thoughts away, as I finish my shower, and step out to grab a robe. Opening the bathroom door slowly, I don't see Klaus at all. Stepping out into the bedroom, I grab and throw on a simple spring dress, and set out to find Klaus.

Klaus

As soon as Elena goes into the bedroom, I run the hell out of the bedroom, and as far as I can. Running out of the back door, I find myself in the back yard, rummaging around in the gardens. Something about all the colors and arangements settles me down. Something about it all sooths me. I find the small white bench under the apple tree I had planted years back, as the blossoms begin to grow, I sit. Something in my mind just then tells, no commands, me to look up. As I do, I see Elena through our bedroom window. Her simple, white, spring dress fitting perfectly on her as she swirls in front of the mirror.

A smile creeps upon my lips, and I look back down at my hands trembling on my lap. Elena. The one girl in the world who lightens up my day. The sunshine in the darkened skies. First she was just a toy, but now she is my life. Life wouldn't be the same without her.

The dream floods my head once more and I try to push it away. The thought of her dying on me was unthinkable. I would never let her die. Not on my watch. I mean how could she die anyways. She was already an immortal. There was only so much that could kill her.

Looking up once more, she was no longer in front of the mirror. There was no movement in the bedroom. Lovely. I get up from my spot and walk inside the house, taking my time, for I am no longer in such a rush. A few more steps and I could hear her in Alexander's room, clearly trying to bypass the maid; I had forgot to inform her of Elena's now well being to see Alex.

I go up to see the maid in the hallway arguing with Elena, and when she see's me I give her a small nod, and she opens the door to reveal the nursery. Elena quietly walks in to see a young boy playing with blocks on the floor. Her jaw nearly drops.

Alex is almost 6 months old, but looks like 6 years old, and acts like one too. He grows rapidly, but he will eventually stop growing when he turns eighteen, or perhaps before when he makes his first kill as a hybrid.

Comming up behind her, I grab her by the hips, and whisper in her ear. "He is a newborn hybrid. One of the firsts in history." I say and kiss her gently on the neck. I could feel the slight shiver I caused her, crawling through her skin. She was enjoying this now. The compultion actually worked on her. I am more powerful. I thought.

Alex looked up from his blocks just then and got to his feet, walking up to Elena, "Mother," He says. "I've been waiting for you."

Elena gasps, and kneels down to the child, grasping eachother in a deep hug.

Klaus

The maid then pulled me aside and asked to talk in private. I whisper a quick, "I'll be back in a minute, Love" to her and quietly slip out of the room.

"Sir. Klaus. I've been noticing strange things." She quietly says.

I look at her, arms crossed across my chest. "Many strange things happen often. Which are you refering too?" I ask.

She hesitates, clearly afraid. "It's...Alexander." She starts.

"What about my son!" I raise my voice slightly. "What's wrong with my son?"

"He's...He's been talking to himself."

I let out a chuckle, and look at her. The horror began to grow on her face and I see that it is no joke. "What do you mean?" I ask gently. "Children always talk to themselves."

"I know, Sir." She hesitated for a moment once more. "But when I asked him, he claims that he's talking to an angel-"

"An angel?"

"The 'Light Bringer' he calls him."

I pause for a moment. That name sounded very familiar. Thinking for a moment I realized who that was. The same man who had Lilith create us. The first of the race of Vampires, and me the first Hybrid. Most importantly, my father and boss, for he had created me.

Alexander

"So that is all you want me to do?" I ask. "It sounds...too easy. I thought you would have wanted me to do something more, extreme."

The angel chuckles. "Boy, you are truely amazing."

I smile at the compliment. "Sir, you just want me to scare them. You don't want me to do anything...well more extreme."

He chuckles again. "I thank you for your service to me, but I have better plans for you, Alexander. I have greater plans. They all start with the basics."

I nod and agree with the angel. "Sir-"

"Your time is now, boy. Remember I will be watching." He then disapears and a women comes stumbling in the door. I get to my feet and walk toward the women. "Mother," I say. "I've been waiting for you." Walking up to her, I give her a sweet hug, and watch as my father leaves the room. I pull away quickly now, and put on my scared face. "I have news."

Mother looks down on me, with that sweet smile and asks, "What...news?"

"Mother I'm scared." I say, a tear streaking from my eye, and I quickly swipe it away.

She kneeles down to my level, grabbing me in for a hug. "Don't be sweetie."

"He said that your time is up. He said that your going to die."

Mother gasped and stood to her feet looking down upon me in awe. Father then rushed into the room a few seconds later.

"What Alexander?" He asked firmly.

I then repeated. "He said that Mother's time is up and that she is going to die." I blinked a few times, out of complete innocence and smiled.

Father gave me a dirty look and dragged Mother out of the room, in shock. After he shut the door I smiled, knowing that he would be pleased.

"You did well, my child."

"I know." I say, turning towards him. His vessel means nothing to me, I can see right past the human look into the angel that he really is. "It's a shame though, that I can't tell Mother and Father about you."

"I'm sorry, but that's just how it has to be."

I nod, "I understand, Lucifer."

Thanks for reading again. Please tell me what you think. Did you like the point of view from Alexander or not really? Yea, I can probably see the look on your faces like, "What the flip is going on now?" Kinda look. Sorry. I'll try to explain it in the next chapter, I don't want to give any 'spoilers' for people who don't like them. Sorry It's kinda crappy too, have a lot of things going on right now, so I don't get too much time to write; but I will try to write more when I have the chance to.