Where can I go
When the shadows are calling
Shadows are calling me?
"What is it now, Damon?" Klaus taunts the older Salvatore brother, smirking at the panic within his eyes. "You pulled me away from a very interesting conversation about landscaping the town square."
Klaus looks at the painting that was hanging on the wall, pondering if he could kill Damon now and make it back in time for the end of the conversation about the town square.
"Stefan just grabbed Elena."
A smirk danced across his face, he turned to stare at Damon. "He's getting desperate. Grasping at straws, if you will."
"He took Elena to try and use her against you." Damon growled, glaring at the Original. "Do what he says. Get rid of your hybrids."
"Or what," Klaus taunts again, smelling the flowers that was in the vase. "Stefan would never hurt her."
"Are you sure? I don't believe that- he just tried beheading someone in the council cause he was bored." Damon replied, trying to make Klaus see reason.
This was Elena's life on the line.
"He's operating on crazy right now."
"Crazy or not, that kind of love never dies," Klaus spoke, humor behind his tone. "He's bluffing."
"If you don't believe him, then believe me. I know my brother- yes, he's desperate at the moment." Damon was now toe to toe with Klaus. "But right now, I'm not even sure how far he's willing to go."
Klaus was about to say something, but Damon didn't allow him. "So if he says blink, you better blink."
"Let me out of the car, Stefan." Elena called, looking at the boy she loved- but realized that this was not the one she fell in love with. "Stop the car, Stefan!"
She let out a frustrated sigh, turning to look out the window to see if she could see where they were headed.
"So what's the plan here, huh? What's the big move you're making?"
Stefan smirked darkly, making Elena shiver. "I took Klaus's family to make him suffer." He then presses down on the accelerator. "I'm not going to let him create another one."
"So you're going to lock me away, keep me hostage?"
Stefan looked at her darkly, he was scary without his humanity off. "I could always turn you into a vampire."
"Stop the car, Stefan!"
Her pleas died over the roaring of the engine as Stefan pushes the accelerator more, scrolling through his phone until he found the number he was looking for.
Klaus.
"Ah, Stefan!"
"Tell your hybrids to get out of town, Klaus."
Klaus rolled his eyes. "Can't do that til I get my coffins back."
"Okay, well how about I just drive your blood source off Wickery Bridge?"
Elena looked at him in horror, he knew that her parents died from a crash there.
Did he really just say that?
"Don't believe you." Klaus laughs. "You won't do it."
There was a scuffle as Stefan forces some of his blood down Elena's throat, Klaus slightly worries as he heard her Elena like she was choking. "What was that?"
"Just fed her some of my blood," Stefan taunts in the same tone Klaus had earlier. "Can't make anymore hybrids if she's a vampire."
"Stefan, slow down."
"You're bluffing."
"You sure? Cause your coffins are the next to go."
The car changes gears as the Wickery Bridge comes closer, making Elena grip her seat-belt tighter. "Say goodbye to your family, Klaus."
"Stop the car, Stefan!" Elena cries. "Stop the car! Please!"
"Fine," Klaus growled. "You win."
"Stefan." Elena cried, the same time Klaus called over the phone. "Stop the car, Stefan!"
Stefan slams on the brakes, but it was too late as the car spun out of control and hit the railing, falling into the watery depths below.
Elena coughed as water began to break the glass, filling up the car, she yanked on her seat-belt but couldn't get herself free.
Stefan was just watching her, unfazed by what was happening around him, he seemed hesitant in saving her at all.
Elena took what little air she could, as the cold water swarmed around her, darkness crept into her vision.
If this was how she was meant to die, then she'll welcome death like an old friend.
An arm wrapped around her waist, pulling her free from the car, Elena gasped as fresh air danced across her face.
She coughed up what water was caught in her throat, eyes landed on the figure of her saviour.
Elena had hoped it was Stefan, that seeing her drowning overcame the compulsion and made his humanity come back.
But it wasn't Stefan, nor was it Damon.
A familiar shade of blonde hair, even though her vision was still blurred.
"Klaus-."