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Summary: She has a demon inside of, eating her from the inside. She needs saving before she becomes one of the worst things she would hate to ever turn into. Who will save her? The White or Black knight?
Author's Note: This chapter is meant to be simple, sweet and somewhat short. Hint, Hint there will be big things happening in the next few chapters!
On with the story! (Hope you enjoy!)
Bonne lecture (Happy Reading!)
P.S Any pictures can be found on my profile under the A Demon Inside section.
Elena clamoured up the stone steps of the grand brick and stone like Victorian, castle mansion - set in the backwoods of Mystic Falls, tucked neatly in the area - with Sin's arm around her waist.
The slight physical exhaustion was being over weighed from the energetic feeling that was invading her body.
Stopping for a moment she glanced up from her spot leading to twin midnight toned doors with silver and silver toned brass knockers crafted into the shape of a single lion and a single wolf. A moon scar etched was into the surface of both the lion and the wolf's forehead. It shone a green – blue sapphire colour.
Opal glimmered in the thin ring where it's oculi's; its eye's scleras were firmly set into. Where the irises claimed their spot on the lion, a shiny lapis lazuli filled the hole of the ring of opal set around the right eye. The left eye's iris was crafted into a red garnet stone, the colour of blood.
The thin ring of the wolf's scleras was also opal, the right iris a sunset or fiery amber stone and the left a Tsavorite. The bared teeth peeking through black silver coloured lips were moonstone carved teeth.
All gemstones were set so firmly that it was difficult to forcefully or physically extract the stones; they had become melted into the silver. They had been even enchanted into staying that way no matter what unless the spell was removed or if the owner wanted them removed, he would be able to remove them himself.
Lazily Sin used the lion – brass knocker. There was a shuffle behind the dark door and then as it swung open. A man with an ear to ear grin stood before them.
Sin greeted the reddish mocha haired male with short spiky hair and emerald blue eyes dancing with inner devilishness. "Hey Clay."
A deep, husky voice emitted from the slightly shorter than Sin male clad in only black sweats and a simple gray t-shirt. "Hey Si, have a nice time?" He grinned and stood back, the slightly dim lighting reflected on the two Lapis Lazuli studs in his left ear and the vampire ring he adorned.
Clay was part of Sin's true or first group…the group he had left with on his 'special business trip'. Elena equally hung out with both groups. The difference between the two was that Alpha group was full of old, old vampires like Sin. Sin was the oldest though.
"Yea we did." Sin grinned back and walked in after asking a simple casual sounding question. "So where are the others?"
"Out, most of them at a local bar…the others are out running around. I'm out to go run about myself." Clay crossed his arms and allowed the other ones to pass through and stream into different areas of the castle.
He nodded as he spoke. "Alright, have fun." Sin's grin transferred into a small smile as Clay nodded and exited the castle.
Elena suddenly felt the world shift underneath only to find seconds later that Sin had begun to carry her over her shoulder. A laugh bubbled past her lips at his action; he let out a small laugh in unison.
In a blur they flew up the steps and into their room. He gently placed her on their lacquered frame poster bed where her eyes wandered around their room as he got ready for sleep.
The drapes drawn back were made up of midnight blue and silver accents. The top sheet black satin underneath a thin midnight blue sheet and the bottom cover a simple matching black satin. The bottom pillows for nightime or regular sleeping were matching midnight and black satin pillows. The top were Elena's choice, black and midnight blue pillows with a silver crescent moon silhouette embellished onto the top set. A black chest with silver toned metal clasps and hinges was set at foot of the bed.
At each side were single lacquered night tables with a silver moon shaped clock. Elena's was digital with glowing blue text and Sin's a glowing green with blue analog numbers. Additional night lamps with black lace lamp and silver intricate designs woven into the surface were set beside the alarm clocks. Other lamps were of course strewn across the room.
Near the bed and the large, dark cherry wood doors that lead into the walk in closet, was a lacquered dresser. Near the window two chairs the small stone fireplace were accented in black and silver, the other one accented in midnight blue and silver. A plush pillow matching the top set on her bed was placed on the midnight coloured one, it had black lace at the fringes.
The large one way practically opaque window, almost one way seeing window had black themed drapes, and silver cords that drew back the curtains and a white marble window seat. On top of the stone mantle were a few books and various other things, like candles, diffusers and incense.
A black and blue lace agate toned changing screen with ornate designs was placed where the wall held a vacant area near the dresser and the walk in closet.
Another lacquered table was pushed against another free wall that had a black, red rose framed mirror set before the table, held various jewelery boxes and other things, along with a matching black vanity table seat.
Another set of opaque glass doors lead into the bathroom.
Which is where Elena excused herself to after Sin finished getting ready for sleep.
When she walked in, her eyes trailed around the room. To the white marble floor, the one way seeing window and the second, smaller white stone fireplace used usually in the winter for self pleasure.
A large black tub was set at the side and a recently modern glass shower set into the recently constructed white tile marble wall was draped with smoky black gray shower drapes for privacy.
Along the black marble counter were twin porcelain sink set in the middle with elegant looking faucets. Items were strewn neatly along the white marble ledges and below. A glass cabinet were set at the sides stopping just very close to the mirror firmly, and securely set into the walls. Other cabinets with crystal handles like the other were set were there was supposed to be empty wall space.
A spare table with matching black marble was set at the side nearby a midnight blue towel rack.
Empty jugs and basins were set on them.
Elena took a simple hot shower for what felt like an hour.
She simply let the warm water pleasantly cascade against her skin.
As Elena lay awake clad in her blue lace camisole top and blue lace boy shorts, she gazed across, through the window. Laid out before her was a pretty nightfall scene, silver moon suspended in the dark abyss tinged with navy blues and soft twinkling stars.
With a sigh of frustration she averted her gaze away form the mystical silver glowing moon.
Her gaze landed on the slumbering form beside her.
Her fingers gingerly brushed the crème pallor of his skin, over his closed lids. His lashes fluttered gently against the soft skin. His lip curved gently and unconsciously into a small, sleepy smile. Her fingers trailed through his slightly wavy midnight tresses.
His lips parted gently, a soft gush of air left his sensual set lips.
Warmth pooled at the endearing sight of his sleepy form.
God did she ever love him.
She always wondered why she was so easily open with him.
She remembered the first time they met.
Years and years after her memory loss.
She spotted him in the bar while she was spying for any good people to snack on, she was feeling peckish.
He was sitting there alone at the bar drinking strong scotch – she assumed by the smell emitting from it - on the rocks. His head swiveled in her direction where she was stationed at the pool table, bent over to take action.
As she gazed upwards at him through dark, long, thick lashes a coy smile formed on her lips. He flashed her his white teeth; it was similar to a crooked grin. The simple gesture made her body lightly flush involuntarily.
She averted her gaze when he tilted his head away, the edges of his lips still upturned into that devilish smile.
Her chocolate brown tresses fell around her as she made her move, watching her play unfold. Slowly she set down her pool cue and sipped at her simple mix of rum and coke.
She held the glass to her lips for a minute, reveling in the taste of the contents of her drink, of the nice, light burn it wrought on her throat. Her bloodlust dissipated a little, to the point she could wait a while longer until her next feeding.
A light rush of air alerted the presence behind her. She pivoted slightly as she gazed into intense, beautiful, exotic blue – green eyes. The blue and the green did not blend so much together, rather it filled the iris separately, so you could see both colours clearly.
He held out a hand and introduced himself with a warm smile. "I'm Sin."
Her teeth ran over canines as she took his hand. At that instant electric shocks pleasantly zinged through her, electrifying the simple skin, to skin contact, making the feel of her own skin against his feel ultra sensitive. Softly she returned his self introduction. "Elena."
His lips were tilted into a cocky smirk full of amusement. Sin's eyes gleamed with mischievousness as his sensuous lips parted and an equally sensual, husky, rich as honey voice poured out in a casual tone injected with matching amusement. "What's a voluptuous beauty like yourself doing in a place like this?" A dark brow that matched with his midnight tresses rose in what she assumed was genuine curiosity.
Elena's coy smile grew as she fluttered her lashes at him, she breathed in gently only too take in a mouth watering scent coupled with that unique scent her kin, vampires carried around. She even sensed this man was a vampire now that he was this close.
Elena sensed he was one of the aged vampires that inhabited the world.
He probably already knew what she was, she got the feeling by the way he openly grinned at her.
Sin was grinning at her with a knowing look reflecting in his eyes.
She grinned back and spoke with a flirty tone. "Bored, hungry. Places like this are pretty easy to bag a meal, especially at night." She spoke low enough that only any other vampire would be able to hear the two.
He spoke at the same level of volume as she. "Ah, so you've chosen the human blood diet, with all its freshy goodness…straight from the source." He flashed her a wider smile as he produced a pool cue. He uttered a soft 'May I?' to which she nodded and grabbed her own pool cue.
He organized a new game and set the drink, his fingers were elegantly curled around down in a safe spot on the pool table. Elena answered his first statement. "Well, blood banks can be troublesome…after awhile people notice. Plus it's cold and when heated up…it has a slight aftertaste. Fresh tastes better."
"Animal blood isn't…too appetizing either, plus it makes you weak." He grinned at her.
"You make it sound like you've deviled in that area before." She rose a single brow as she made her move, consuming a good bit of the content left in her glass.
He chuckled softly. "Let's just say…I've met someone who has and if they ever go back on human blood they'll have troubles. I'd rather build a tolerance to human blood; it makes it easier to stay under the radar."
"So what's you're story? What are you doing in a place like this?" She questioned, totally curious.
"I saw a voluptuous beauty and had to introduce myself. I have to admit I think she's stolen my heart on site." Elena shakily looked up through her lashes into blue – green eyes burning with a strange blue and green tinged flame. Her body only flushed further at his gaze and his words, she felt a tugging at her heart and something foreign shift in her.
If Elena wasn't mistaken, she would swear that she was falling hard right now for this male before. It was like she could read what was in his mind; sense what he was feeling so easily. She saw love burning in his eyes as he gazed at her with a cocky smirk.
Blushing she dropped her eyes as she shakily drained the remnants of her drink.
He discarded his pool cue and neared her flushed form. His hands slid into place, at the sides of her face; his lips, mere inches away from meeting.
She wanted this stranger to kiss her, hold her and she had no reason why she should feel this way to someone…she had just met. Especially with her special vampire switch turned on.
His warm breath cascaded onto her lips and gingerly captured her own abruptly. A heat bomb sparked inside of her and exploded. It was like she could see into him, his very soul tinged with silver, midnight blue and shining, glossy bits of black, green and blue running through the omniscient thing like a life stream, like mystical ocean waves. She could feel the intense emotions running through him, filling him. She could see Sin.
When they parted finally he captured his hand, holding onto it with his own and leading her out the bar and into the dark expanse of a sky, the cool night air that didn't bother her. He held her close to his form as they walked off.
A soft smile lit her face at the memory. He had been charming and his usual flirty, cocky sure self.
Elena found herself spacing out as she lay down, with closed eyes. She snugly fit herself by Sin's sleeping form.
Too weak open eyes, the dark abyss that was the sky was placed before a full moon shining in the corner with mystical silver pulses of glow.
A shooting star passed by in the sky in a hurry.
Her body shivered and in turn a gasp of pain left her lips at the slight movement. Elena's whole body was sore and she felt her life pooling around her helplessly.
She knew what was in store for her.
Death.
She was going to die here, now.
She had a feeling that she would in someway die.
At the same time, she found some mental and slightly emotional peace in her dying, in her upcoming death.
In death there was some sort of peace, she wouldn't have to deal with the troubles that fate had granted her with ever since her world tipped upside down, her life changed.
A tickle racked her throat and rough cough emitted from her, blood spilling onto her lips as she grimaced in pain and disgust.
Her eyes fluttered closed for what she fuzzily thought was a second.
Abruptly her eyes snapped open to gaze into a night, morning tinged sky. The sun almost risen enough that its rays would hit her body.
An itchy feeling racked her entire body, she wanted to run and hide in a shady spot but she couldn't even move a muscle.
So she laid there for what felt like ever, until she heard the clomp of boots and a shadow enshrouded face lean towards her.
Through blurred vision she saw this person lift their wrist to their lips and thrust it against her own. Her mouth instinctually slackened and parted to let the strange, exotic tasting liquid stream into her mouth and down her throat. Quickly the wrist was removed, and she felt herself be carried over and set down on rough, hard wooden stump under thick shade, of thick forest.
Strength returned to her gently but she knew she would still die; whatever this person had given to her had not been enough because she felt herself draining away.
Her vision blacked out once more before she found herself sitting upright against a tree's base. A human figure was kneeled limply before her, neck bare and beckoning her.
An urge that was foreign to her body, invaded her and her throat burned in response, her gums ached as well.
She crawled over to the still form, taking in note it was a blank, faced male, his eyes equally vacant.
Warm blood rushing, heart beating reached her ears and caused her to gasp in need. Quickly she instinctually placed her lips at his neck and flicked her tongue out to taste the skin. Sighing in pleasure she ran the tips of her teeth over the spot, feeling a change in her.
Her lips parted as sharp fangs were freed from the skin prison and pierced through soft flesh. Sweet, delectable liquid poured into her mouth. No one was with her, or that she could sense so she ended up draining the body dry.
Pulling away, as she looked at the dead male body limply hunched over, she almost cried out. Horror invaded her at her bloodthirsty action.
However as quickly as the horror entered her she pushed it aside for now leaving it to be dealt with later.
Right now she needed to be strong.
Slowly she got up and brushed the dust off of her and gazed into the once again tinged night sky.
She would have to figure stuff on her own, because she was on her own right now.
No one to help her.
Elena jolted awake with a sharp gasp, realizing she had been dreaming.
With a slight shiver she brushed off the dream memory.
Her eyes focused on Sin, who was thankfully still asleep.
Out like a light as the saying goes.
Elena breathed a sigh of relief as she ran her fingers through her hair.
God, what's with all these flashbacks?
I mean I know I am curious about my past, but I feel scared…an emotion I don't want to feel.
I can't it's a weak emotion, I need to be strong…I like life as it is now.
I don't want any complications.
Especially if I don't know what my past was like.
I do wonder though…
I have the feeling I need to know though, its essential that I do.
So all at the same time…I want to know but I don't.
I don't want to feel like this anymore, having that pathetic scared feeling, the indecisiveness about this thing.
Maybe I should ask if V or Blaise has some spell, to fix this…
The dam that held back other thoughts broke and gushed into her mind.
The thought she focused on the most centered on…Damon Salvatore.
The mysterious man that was somehow intertwined with her doppel ganger…more questions on him sprang to mind now.
She gingerly sat upright and huddled her knees over to her, the blanket sliding of haphazardly from half of her form.
Who are you Damon Salvatore?
Her eyes slid closed in sync with the soft gush of air that passed her lips.
Who was Damon Salvatore the man with the bespelling crystalline cerulean eyes.
She ran her fingers through her hair again.
Why did she get the stirrings of dark anger towards the stranger?
She needed to at least know that.
Slipping out of her bed gently enough that she wouldn't wake Sin she opened the door and walked through the dark hallway. Her ultra sensitive eyes adjusting quickly to the darkness. She kept walking until she reached a dark mahogany door.
A flicker of dim light from underneath the door glimmered and the door swung open revealing a slender female with slightly wavy blood red hair cropped into a soft flippy, long pixie cut. Her eyes that glimmered softly were of an iced blue frosty colour. Her naturally pink tinted lips were parted slightly as she crossed her pale skinned arms that were not covered by her silk robe that had silver and red flowers and a few flames embellished onto the silk surface.
A red brow rose in silent question.
A simple phrase left Elena's lips softly. "Vesper, I need you're help."
Author's Note: Well I hope you enjoyed this chapter, as boring and corny as it may have been -cringe - I hope it hasn't been so corny it's sickening!
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