Somewhere in San Francisco.
Blood was everywhere, like a limitless river. She was high as if she had had an overdose even if she never took drugs. But if it was close, the sensation was incredible … boring… she was expected something more…exciting? Good? Enjoyable? However, it was nothing that she was expected. It was a nightmare to another nightmare… She deeply sighed.
What a depressing new life. Being a vampire seemed to be amazing in the books and movies. All the clichés to be beautiful, strong with no feelings, and that night creature can do all they want. They have superpowers and bla, bla, bla. Bullshit, yes.
Yes, she was strong. Good hearing, eyes, and other senses. She was more like a rat. Hiding from the sun that she could not bear the presence and burned her alive like a witch. She could kill herself with a lot of suffering but she could not. Something kept her doing suicide. It was crazy, she even thought it was Katherine's fault. All her suffering was hers.
So, the new life eater after her awakening, start to hate the noises from outside; the people were all annoying. She always had headaches because of the light. Her smell was stronger, so some odors make her nauseous. Where were the sunshine and rainbow? In the end, she was totally a mess…
She did not know if she were a newborn vampire that felt this way, she tried to find a solution but could not. She had a big appetite, but she never felt full. She was always craving and thirsty. She killed so many people, young, old, men, and women. Nothing special sparkles inside her. No joy, no pleasure.
Elena growled and turned her head; lifeless eyes stared at her back. The head was probably near the floor. She licked the dry blood on her lips. There was blood everywhere inside the hotel room. A beautiful contemporary painting. She had the talent. Yes, she was worse than an animal that killed to nourish himself. She was a psychopath monster. She felt nothing because she cut her humanity, so for fun, she experimented with tortures on human beings and how much they bear the pain until they begged her to end their lives. And she never did. She made them suffer until their mind and bodies can't bear it. As a former doctor, she should be ashamed.
The brunette went to the bathroom and took a shower. There was one thing that made her want to move forward. Found the person who destroyed her life. And she knew she was close to her. She followed her tracks and remembered all her saying.
It was midnight. Elena went to a nightclub and come to me. She was wearing a red crop top and black miniskirt with high heels. It seemed there were a lot of people inside. She could feel the stare in her direction, men and women smiled at her. She did not pay attention to them. She was not in the mood to flirt or play. She had a goal in her mind. A big muscular guy-friendly welcomed her with a big hug, she only wanted to rip his arms off his body but contained her murderous need.
"Katherine! How are you, my sexy girl? Damn, you will break some neck. I was thinking you were already inside?" Gilbert snapped at the name and the proximity of her prey. Inside her core, she knew it, she was near her. Her stone heart revived suddenly. She heavily breathes. Her throat was dry. She was thirsty. She wanted to kill. She tried to repress her killing instinct.
"Are you alright? You seem sick."
"Yes, I am fine. Leave me alone!" Elena spat fed up, and she made him fall to the side and entered the nightclub.
The music was strong, she blinked because of the hypnotic light. Her ears were hurting. Despite that sensation. She violently pushed away humans from her way and would not bother by their insults. She will become crazy and will make a mass murder if she did not find a peaceful place and … she found her…
Like a goddess, wearing all black, slim pants, a silver belt, a very tight corset, and boots. Her hair was curlier than she remembered. Gosh… she was stunning and so hot. The devil itself that you are ready to give your soul just to be touched.
She saw her red lips; she slowly licked her own mirroring her twin. Gilbert was envious of that tongue and she reprimanded herself. How could she be horny right now and for the first time? Yes, she was dead sexually. And she tried several times to have sex with her playthings, but nothing. As if she became totally asexual or a rock. Nevertheless, her physical reactions were clear, she was very, very excited about the woman who destroyed her life and heart. She was a masochist. Seems she discovered new things about herself.
Katherine on the other side was calm, she was drinking on the counter and there was a redhead woman who flirt, she even came close to her face and whispered in her ears. There was even a hand that invade the tight dark beauty. Of course, the brunette perfectly heard everything and that made her insane.
"I am free tonight; do you want to have fun with me sexy stranger? My home is near and open to you all night, I am sure I can give you the pleasure that you -" The redhead could not finish her sentence that Elena broke her neck and smiled at Pierce's shocked face.
"Bonsoir Katherine, did you miss me?" Elena threw the dead body at her doppelganger who could not respond but only stare.