Elena's POV:
Its dark. I cant see anything. I spun around, searching for any clue to where I was or why I was here. A gust of wind blew and sent chills around my body. When the wind stopped, the coldness it brought didn't leave. Suddenly, a bright flash of light appeared in front of me. I shielded my eyes from the blast. When my eyes adjusted, I could see two doors. Portals would be a better word.
One was framed in an intricate, golden masterpiece. Inside. Was a mess of purple and black swirls and clouds. The other was simple, it had a beautiful, dirty white marble outer edge. The inside was cascading with blues of every type, it was wonderful. My mind told me to pick one to stay in forever, whatever was inside would be my home.
"I can help," said my lifelong friend Matt Donovan.
"Matt?" I turned and asked.
"Yes, Kitty," as he said that my mind filled with memories of us.
We were watching films. Laughing and smiling at Matt saying he can act better than Leonardo DiCaprio.
"Lets see," I say smiling.
He gets down on the ground and grabs my hands.
"I love you Jack," I said starting the scene.
"Don't you do that! Don't you say your goodbyes, not yet, do you understand me?" he answered seriously. I understood what he was doing now.
"I'm so cold,"
"I promise, your going to get out of here, your going to go on and your going to make lots of babies and your going to watch them grow. Your going to die an old, an old lady, warm in her bed, not here, not this night, not like this, do you understand me?" He said. I could see that he meant I wasn't going to die depressed.
"I can't feel my body," I continued testing his loyalty to his plan.
"Winning that ticket, Rose, was the best thing that ever happened to me. It brought me to you and I'm thankful for that Rose, I'm thankful. You must, you must, you must.. do me this honor, you must promise me that you will survive, that you won't give up, no matter what happens, no matter how hopeless. Promise me now Rose and never let go of that promise," he looked me in the eyes.
"I promise..."
"Never let go."
I pulled him on to the couch with me and said the last line, "I'll never let go Matt, I'll never let go.
I promise."
The memory ended.
"Ill never let go," I told the young boy standing in front of me.
He smiled, "Come with me then."
I followed him to the blue portal.
"Go through and I will be there." he promised.
I took a breath, closed my eyes and stepped through.
My eyes opened. I was in the woods. I could smell a strong metallic smell nearby. My ears screamed. I clutched my ears and screamed. My back hit a tree. I could hear cars honking loudly, people screaming at each other, I could her footsteps crunching the leaves, but most of all I could hear Caroline telling me to focus just on her. I started to cry. Something was in my mouth and I didn't know what.
"Listen to my voice, and only my voice. Breathe through your mouth and close your eyes," Caroline said.
I did what she said and the things in my mouth went away. I took my hands off my ears and opened my eyes.
"Caroline?" I asked to make sure, because the dream I had messed with me.
"Is she?" Stefan appeared behind Caroline
"She needs blood or she will die," Caroline said to Stefan.
"We wont let her die...ever," he nodded.
My inner voice laughed at his corny line. Since when is my inner self so rude?
"Where is Matt?" I asked.
"Matt?" Stefan asked a little jealous, might I add. My subconscious laughed again. God, she is a bitch!
"He is my best friend. He said he would be here when I went through the portal,"
"He convinced you to go through?" asked Stefan.
I nodded and asked, "What is going on?"
"Every one has a choice when they die: Vampire or Heaven and Hell, if, of course, they have vampire blood in their system. Vampire wins most of the time because the most important person in their life is pulling them to the Earth entrance. Also the possibility of Hell is kind of psychs you out," Damon appeared out of nowhere and said.
"Damon, what are you doing here?" Stefan asked.
"You cant hide from me, brother, especially if its vampire related" he smirked. Cocky bastard my mind said.
"He's right," Caroline piped in, "Tyler told me to come back."
"Mother told me," Damon said sadly. My conscious smiled and said Well maybe he isn't so bad.
"Vampire? They're real?" I asked quietly.
"Yes," Damon said as he knelt at my side,"We'll be here for you," he looked me in the eyes and touched my shoulder. I could see a shimmer of goodness, and in that moment I knew I could trust him.
I nodded and tried to get up but fell back down. My head started spinning and I couldn't see straight, "Whoa."
"Blood," said Caroline, "she needs blood."
Damon picked me up bridal style. Stefan gave him a cold stare.
"What? She cant stand," he smirked. I got weaker by the second.
"Shut the hell up! My head is spinning!" I yelled.
"I'll bring her to the house. You get a blood bag from the hospital," Damon said as help got a better hold of me.
I suddenly felt a gust of wind. I opened my eyes. The world rushed by in a blur. I looked up to see Damon. I snuggled into his chest scared. He laughed.
"You okay?" he asked.
"Yes Damon," I told him, "Just...weak."
"We're almost there. Don't worry, L."
"L?" I asked.
"Your new nickname," He smiled and I couldn't help but smile back.
We slowly came to a stop and he asked," You okay to walk?"
"I think..." I said as he put me down on a porch and unlocked, what I believe was, his front door.
He went in and I tried to follow, but I couldn't get through. It felt like I was walking into glass.
"You may come in," he said.
"I cant. I have no idea whats going on!" I said pressing on the entrance.
"Trust me," he looked me in the eyes and I saw the same glimmer.
I listened and walked through. I looked at him. He smiled and I got butterflies, Wait..butterflies?
t through here," he motioned to the living room with one hand, and guided me on he lower back with the other. I got shivers. Shivers? Elena! Pull yourself together! You don't like him! Caroline says he is trouble. Caroline says Stefan is good for me. Wait, since when does Elena Marie Gilbert listen to just anybody? Never! That's right. Never!
By then we were on the couch. I felt sweat on my forehead. I felt weak and tired.
"Damon? I don't feel well," I said as I laid my head on a pillow.
"The vampire blood is making its way out of your system. Once you complete your transition, you'll be fine," he said.
"I like you. Your nice,"I said clearly delusional.
He laughed, "Oh? What do you like about me?" he asked getting closer.
"Your pretty..." I said before I drifted of to sleep.
I was woken by Caroline telling me to sit up. I groaned as I struggled to sit up.
"What?" I asked fully awake.
"We have the blood," she responded and gave me a glass.
I took it cringing as I felt those horrifying "fangs" in my mouth.
"I just drink?" I asked.
They nodded and I took a sip. I immediatley felt sick when it went down my throat. I set down the glass an ran outside. I threw up the blood in the bushes. After I finished, I was aware of someone pullin my hair back. I wiped my mouth and got up.
"What happened?" Damon asked lettin go of my hair.
"She needs a vein," Stefan said staring at me.
What have I gotten myself in to?