What if she was never taken to the hospital? What if Meredith was never able to tell them she helped her? What if she was just assumed dead? What if she now occupied the spot next to her parents? What if Elena Gilbert woke up with a thirst she couldn't control in a coffin she couldn't escape?

I took a gulp of air as if taking a breath for the first time. I glanced around me suddenly feeling claustrophobic as I took in my surroundings, which happened to be not so much. My head was laying on a pillow and I was in a dress I remember being my favorite, but I don't remember putting it on, the walls were small and the ceiling a couple of inches above my face, my hair was curled and hands folded over my chest, and my breath started to become heavy as the realization hit me; I was in a coffin.

Was this supposed to be some kind of joke, because it so wasn't funny. Who did this to me? It was probably Klaus or something. Wait until Caroline and Damon and everyone hear about this. Elena Gilbert, buried alive. They won't find it a bit funny.

But all these thoughts suddenly disappeared and were replaced with one feeling; hunger. Desperate hunger. How long had I been in this thing, because it felt like I hadn't eaten in months, no, years. My gums began to hurt and I knew I needed out, now.

I don't know how I did it. If anyone asks me later how I got out, I won't know what to tell them, because I can't even begin to understand it myself. I've never known my hunger to drive me to incredible strength, never wanted something so bad, but I busted out of the coffin only to find myself buried in the dirt and as I frantically tried to climb out I began to slow down and breathing heavily, facing the fact I wasn't going to make it out, stopped breathing, and thought, wow imagine what Klaus or whoever did this figures out how funny his joke is when he realizes it killed me, but then the next weird thing happened; I was okay.

I stopped breathing, and I was okay.

I didn't have to breathe. Since when was it "normal" for a human not to have to breathe? I needed out and I needed out now. I was digging my way out telling myself over and over again, it was going to be okay, I'm just hallucinating, I never stopped breathing, I'm fine, this is a joke and we're going to get back at whoever did it and laugh at this someday. But after I found my way out of the dirt, a little too quickly I might add, and found myself sitting on top of the grass, face to face with my parents grave stone.

And I broke down. I needed Damon, I needed Stefan, I needed to feel okay. And I found myself so determined to find them and my friends and my brother that I no longer felt hungry. I was back to the old me, the stubborn Elena who gets her mind stuck on something and won't stop until she gets it, and I wasn't about to let some stupid hunger get in my way, I'll get a cheeseburger later.

I ran to the boarding house because it was the first place that popped into my mind. As I approached the house I decided to get a glance of things without me for who knows how long this joke lasted, a few hours maybe. But I found nothing of what I expected as I looked through the window.

Stefan and Damon were arguing while throwing things at each other screaming…wait, they were arguing? How-h-how could I hear them? I ignored this fact along with everything else happening today reminding myself, I'm just hallucinating. So I watched them using their vampire speed to throw each other against the wall and I was about to step in until I heard two words that made me stop mid step

"Elena's dead."

No. No, no no, no, no! What was happeni- then it all came back. Rebekah in the road. The bridge. Underwater. Stefan helping. Matt rescued. Me Dying. How- then Meredith's words came back to me as I remembered being back in the hopital after passing out while painting the room in my house about to fall asleep from the anesthesia, "I'm going to help you." She whispered as I went unconscious.

I then saw my hunger, my speed, my ability to stop breathing, my gums hurting, and my death for what it really was; my transition.

Sooooo, what do you think? I know it may not seem like it, but I promise this is a Delena story! It will just take some time to get far enough into the story for that to take place:)

I have a lot planned for this story and I'm actually really excited. I have the next couple of chapters already written and will upload them soon or maybe edit them a bit if I hear some suggestions! If you like it or if not or if you have any ideas please review and tell me!