Still a little bit more confusion before telling you what it's all about, but maybe you can guess.

I also hope you like the spin that not only Damon has a special interest in Elena.

It was in the middle of the night, when Elena woke up from a strange dream. Her eyes were adjusting to the darkness and she felt a little chilly. The door to her prison was standing wide open and was leading to a dangerously dark and awfully silent floor.

Elena stood up and walked over to the door. To her left was a window, to her right three other doors and a stairway. Sand and dirt from the old carpet got stuck on her bare feet when she left the room.

Seeing the chance of a successful escape, she turned around to get Bonnie, but the door to the room was now closed. Irritated she thought that if the wind had slammed the door shut, she would have heard it. Trying to open it, she noticed that there was no noise audible at all. Not the movement her hand was doing on the doorknob, not her whisper when she attempted to wake up Bonnie, not her breathing, nothing.

Spinning around she looked over to the stairs. A small source of light was reflected from the level beneath her. Balancing out every step she tiptoed over to the banister, and step by step she reached the stairhead half way down. Elena couldn't figure out why she didn't hear anything, but it seemed to be a good idea to keep quiet to be sure nobody would be able to hear her. On the ground level was a hall with some furniture hidden under dust sheets.

Another open door caught her eyes when she crossed the hall, aware that at any moment somebody could jump in front of her from under the sheets. The cold lights she followed, led her to a room that must have been beautiful some years ago. Now the edges of the wallpapers had become loose due to the humidity; an inch of dust, shattered books, and paper covered the wooden floor; and furnitures were half destroyed or knocked over. It looked like a big fight had occured in here a while ago.

She found herself in the middle of the room and the sudden urge to close her eyes for a moment was too strong to resist. Something strange was going on. Something was coming at her. When she opened her eyes the room was lit by a warm, pleasing light and everything was tidy and clean.

"Stefan!" Elena screamed. Stefan was suddenly four feet to her right side. But he just stood there without any reaction or expression. Before she had the chance to wonder about the fact that the sound was back on, she noticed that Damon was standing to her left side. He didn't looked at her either. Both of them were staring in the back of the room.

"Hello my lovelies. Are we ready?" His voice made her stomach tighten anxiously. Elena turned around to see..."Klaus.."

He grinned at her empathically. "Long time no see. How have you been my dear Elena?"

"Spare me your concern about caring for me. What is it this time Klaus? What are you planning now?"

"Sweetheart, I'm so glad you asked. I rather show you...Stefan!"

Stefan stepped forward at her side and took her hand. Gently he lifted it to his mouth and kissed it. First the outside, then the inside. With soft butterfly kisses he then made his way up to the crook of her arm. Totally shocked she just stood there and looked at him as if he had lost his mind.

"Stefan stop...What did he do to you?"
Somehow it felt nice and familiar and it gave her something to hold on at this strange place, but she knew this game was dangerous. She turned around to Damon, looking for a clue about what was going on. He still hadn't moved a bit and showed no sign of sympathy or compassion.

"Urgh, of course, you and Damon have grown together quite a bit, haven't you?...Damon would you please accompany the lovely Elena and help your brother."

Just then Damon walked over and took her other hand, mirroring his brother's actions.

"Why do you do this?" Elena asked, confused at what she was feeling.

Klaus leaned colly against the wall, watching aware of how it all affected her.

"Because it serves my purpose. Your love for them will send you directly where you belong...to me."

Suddenly Elena had problems to see clear. Flashes of either Damon or Stefan caught up with her in explicit poses stole her breath away. Stefan nibbling on her inner thight. Damon staring her down enjoying what he was doing to her. In between these flashes she could see Klaus's face and his intense eyes all over her body, while she literally felt the heat of two naked bodies covering hers.

Elena opened her eyes and found herself in a huge bed. She was wearing a wedding dress.
"Rise" Damon said on her left side "...and shine" Stefan cheered from the right side of the bed. Both of them then bit down on their wrists and pressed them together right over her head. The mix of their blood dropped down to her lips and when she tasted it, it was divine.

The mirror she stood in front of at first gave her the impression of looking at a piece of art. But the figure in front of her that seemed to come from an ancient book about myths and legends was herself.

She didn't have hair anymore, instead snakes were proudly covering her scalp and hissing at her. Her teeth and nails where that of a catlike animal, her eyes were that of a goat and she also had horns on her head like a goat would have.

"Now you're ready for me, my love." Klaus grabbed her naked form from behind, pushed her down to the ground and forced himself on her. After what seemed to be hours he released his seed into her, and she could feel what his purpose was. She felt the new dead life in her body.

The child grew fast inside of her and within minutes of pain she had the belly of a 9 month pregnant women. And then there was a world devastated by death and everybody she cared about was long gone.

All sweaty and crying she woke up next to Bonnie in the bed that she had fallen asleep in, in the room that held her as a prisoner, in the house that was promising a dark future.

'What was I dreaming. It was something important, I shouldn't forget. What was it? Damit'