AN: I give up... I can't just go on hiatus! But updates may be less frequent, not weekly (hopefully)... Anyways enjoy chapter 10 =)

A Beginning To The End

Part I

Elena ran her hand through her hair shaking out any knots. "What are we going to do? Why would witches want to make rings that can let werewolves turn whenever they wish." The original family and Elena were in the ever popular meeting spot. The Mikaelson's living room.

"The witches want to restore the balance. By making these rings they can get the werewolves to destroy any hybrids. We are the two most powerful hybrids alive, the rings weaken us as they draw from our power. They also make us ravenous, killing as we see fit." Klaus pulled Elena closer to him stopping her from her dizzying tried to stand back up, but Klaus kept her seated next to him. "Settle down, love. We'll take care of everything." Klaus soothed as he rubbed her arm gently. Elena, still stiff, rested her head on his chest. Listening to his heart beating, and feeling the rise and fall of his chest, letting him calm her.

"Let's not forget about Marcel." Rebekah said distastefully, as if she had a bad taste on her tongue. Elena supposed she did. "Get him to help us, then we kill him." Klaus suggested with a shrug of his shoulders. "It's not like he made a deal. Kol pointed out from his spot beside Elena. She had to admit, he had a point; Marcel may be old, but he was not old enough to take on the Original family.

While the siblings continued speaking Elena heard the door almost silently creak open. "Shh..." She motioned the Originals to be quiet and listen. "Marcel." Klaus mouthed, before calling out "Hello, old friend." Elena faked a small smile, but when he wasn't looking at her she pretended to gag, much to Rebekah and Kol's amusement. Marcel turned quickly toward Elena who coughed twice in discomfort. "So... Witch hunting?" The newest vampire to enter the room wore a malicious grin that made creepy shivers build up along her spine. "Alright! I'm ready to go kill some evil witches." Kol rubbed his hands together anticipating the upcoming plan. Elena beamed at the prospect of getting to do something. She made to stand up, but arms kept her seated. She looked at Klaus demandingly, wanting to be let go. "Oh no. Your not going." Klaus passed Elena over to Kol who had groaned in protest as well. "Kol, Rebekah, you two please make sure Elena stays in this house." The original hybrid stared expectantly at his two youngest siblings. "But why Nik!" Rebekah gawked at her older brother in surprise. "You two my dear siblings, because you both have a tendency to get yourselves knocked unconscious. And Elena so not only does she not get hurt, but also so she can make sure you don't get into any mischief, and vice versa. Stay in the house." All three huffed before slumping back onto the couch with a flop.

Elena had her feet on the backrest of the couch while her hair hung over the seat. She hummed a soft tune, bored out of her mind. She heard sounds, opening her eyes she saw Kol holding a priceless vase. While Rebekah was making sure Kol didn't fall. Zipping over to the two siblings in a heartbeat Elena took the vase from Kol and setting it back on the antique table. "What are you doing?" She queried, arching an eyebrow. "Going out for a walk?" Kol looked at the ground sheepishly. Elena burst out laughing tears streamed slowly down her face. Once she was able to right herself she looked back at the youngest original siblings. Elena couldn't help but resemble them with children who had been caught with their hands in the cookie jar. "You guys need to work on your stealth. And this is coming from a girl a thousand years younger than both of you." Elena pursed her lips to keep from grinning stupidly. at that moment Elena felt the blood rush into her face.

Kol and Rebekah watched as Elena's eyes changed to a radiant gold color, that looked completely artificial. Veins crept around her eyes as her hybrid features took over. "Elena?" Rebekah looked at the girl before her, not knowing what was happening. Before their very eyes Elena was gone. Using vampiric hearing both listened for the hybrid. "She's in the blood cooler." Kol proclaimed heading downstairs toward where they kept blood bags stored. As they approached the door they peaked in to see Elena surrounded by at least four blood bags, and downing a fifth. "Get me into the cellar." Elena managed to get out while ripping open a sixth blood bag. "B-Why? Elena what's going on!" Rebekah looked terrified at what she was seeing before her. "Just do it! I won't stop." The doppelgänger/hybrid squeezed the last drops of blood from her eighth bag, throwing it on the ground with the rest.

Kol took the blood bag she had just picked up and tossed it back into the cooler. He tried to guide her out of the room, but it was as if she were rabid, out of her mind. She tried to pull free. Kol struggled to keep a grip over her. When she managed to wriggle free Rebekah took extreme action, blur in forward and snapping her neck. "What the hell Bekah!" Kol looked between his sister and the limp body of Elena in shock. "She's part vampire, Kol, she'll wake up. If I hadn't she wouldn't have stopped feeding. She'll thank me in the end." Rebekah walked out of the room, leaving Kol to carry Elena's body into the cellar.

Elena awoke with a groan rubbing her sore neck. "I reset the bone after Rebekah broke your neck." Kol murmured. Her head shot to the shadows where she could make out the younger Mikaelson's silhouette. "So your yourself again, right?" He walked tentatively toward her. "Am I myself? Yeah... I think so... What do you mean?" Elena at Kol weirdly, not remembering what had happened or how she had gotten into the downstairs cellar. The last thing she remembered was Kol almost shattering a vase.

"You had a black out?" Elena shrugged, but nodded. "I must have, because the last thing I remember is you almost breaking an antique." Elena have him a scrutinizing glare. Holding his hands out in mock surrender Kol bowed his head guiltily. "What happened? And where's Rebekah?" Elena inquired looking around for the blond bombshell. "She is upstairs preparing a bite to eat for us." Kol winked at her, gesturing for her to follow.

As they ascended the stairwell they came to the kitchen where they saw Rebekah along with two girl's. Both wore far away looks, as if they were daydreaming. Elena sat on the couch, as far away from the girls' as she could. "Want a bite?" Rebekah moved a brunette's wavy hair, revealing her neck. Transfixed, Elena felt her inhuman features become apparent at the sound of the girl's heart pumping blood throughout her body. "We all know what happens when I feed. I'm worse than Stefan, and that's saying something." Elena hung her head, shame filling every inch of her expression. "You just need to learn to control. Not let yourself black out, you heard the witch. You forget what happens because you are too empathetic, compassionate. Learn to control the urges and you won't have episodes anymore." Kol sauntered over to the brunette letting his vampiric visage show. He sunk his fangs into the human girl's neck drawing her blood slowly.

Elena's canine's were aching. In a blur of rapid motion she was on the girl's other side digging her deadly sharp canine like teeth into her neck gripping her tightly, leaving bruises on her pale skin. "Ease up, darling. She's not just going to disappear." Kol joked tugging gently at Elena's waist. Snarling he backed up. "Sweetheart, your going to rip the poor girl's head off." Kol forcefully removed the bloodaholic from the girl's neck. When he managed to snap her out of her blood haze. Immediately recognition lit her face and soon following was remorse as she looked at the girl's dead body, an turning her attention to the decapitated head three meters away. Elena gasped stumbling away from the girl. "Oh my god..." She mumbled. Sliding down the far wall she gripped her knees and had a far out look in her eyes as she mumbled incoherently. "Hey, hey, hey. You'll get the hang of it. Why don't we try a blood bag." Kol held up the blood bag. "Sink your teeth into it, and take it slow. Take a draw and set it down." Elena scrunched her eyebrows in confusion. "It teaches you self control." Kol nodded for her to drink.

The first few times Elena tried to control her inner monster, but she found herself draining each and every blood bag. After a half hour of trying to control the blood lust with Kol's help she managed to relatively contain her urge for blood. It still called for her, but she could withdraw after she had her fill. "Okay, now let's try this on the blond." Kol motioned the blond forward. The girl looked to be fifteen, maybe sixteen. Elena hesitantly stepped toward the girl, removing her hair from her neck Elena bowed to her neck level, plunging her teeth into flesh. The blood danced across her tongue, sweet as honey. She found it harder to pull away from the girl. The sensation, yet seemingly normal to her seemed so foreign. Blood tasted so much better when it came straight from the source. Stopping was easier than it usually was, but harder than forgetting about the blood bag.

"Alright, now heal and erase." Kol gestured for her to finish up. Elena brought her wrist to her mouth, ripping it open she coaxed the blond to drink, before quickly removing it. She started a stare down with the blond, easily compelling her. "You will forget you were ever here. You went to a bar where your friend told you she was running away. She told you that if her parents asked to tell them not to bother looking for her." The girl repeated what Elena had said to her, before leaving.

Elena shrieked in excitement, "I did it!" Standing on her tip toes she wrapped her arms around his neck. "Thank you so much, Kol." She beamed before turning serious again. "What happened earlier? The last thing I remember is setting that vase back on the pedestal/table thing." Kol looked unsettled as he recalled what had happened earlier. "I'm not sure... One moment you were laughing, and the next you were surrounded by a pile of blood bags. It was like you hadn't had a drop of blood in months. You told us to get you into the cellar, but when I tried you struggled, you were trying to get out of the house so Rebekah... She snapped your neck. When you woke up you were you again."

At that very moment Klaus and Elijah walked into the living room, followed by Tyler an the rest of the hybrids. Klaus had blood smeared all over him. Elijah didn't look as bad, but his hands were blood soaked from ripping out hearts, and his blazer was slightly shredded. Both Elena and Kol's heads shot toward the two elder Mikaelson brothers. "I think I can tell you how." Klaus grumbled. Elena ran up to him, making sure he was healing properly. "I'm alright, love. Just need to wash up." Klaus placed a chaste kiss to her forehead. "What happened?" Elena looked into Klaus' eyes willing him to reveal what happened. "We were ambushed by the bayou werewolves. They have been working with the witches to get rid of hybrids."

"Oh no..." Elena muttered remembering what Klaus had told her when they had been blood jacked.

"What? What is it?" Kol looked between the two hybrids in confusion. "We really need to get rid of those rings." Elena groaned in frustration running her fingers through her slightly knotted hair.

"It's the beginning to the end." Klaus sighed irritably.

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