Hey guys sorry it took so long to write this one, but I wanted to make this one a side story of just Elijah and sylara in the past time. I want to get to how she became a vampire, and sylara finally understanding why Elijah hates Katherine. So here is part one of the beginning. Please review.

"Good morning Sarah, how's Christopher" I stated with a smile on my face. I had decided to surprise Elijah with a visit since I hadn't been able to see him the last two weeks. Ever since I had learned 2 months ago about Elijah being a vampire it seemed he was going away more often than usual. Taking it into my own hands I decided to pay my vampire a visit. I couldn't help but giggle at my own thoughts, was Elijah my vampire.

Sarah looked at me curiously before glancing at the stares then back at me. The gesture confused me as she moved to take my hat from me to place it on the rack.

"Um…does Sir Elijah know you are coming?"

I was not expecting that at all but I shook my head regardless. Sarah had become a close friend of mine so when other sought to yell at her when she questioned me I would turn and yell at them for questioning her.

"No I wanted to surprise him, is he home?"

"Yes…yes he is but…um..?" I moved past Sarah to the stair case. Now that I thought about it I had never been upstairs before. Without thinking I began to take slow steps up the beautiful stare case.

"My lady we are not permitted up there" I turned back to look at Sarah who looked confused and somewhat unsure of what to do. There was also something else that I had never seen before; she held fear in her gaze.

"Why?"

Sarah paused, her eyes drifting from me to the stair case once more before returning back, what was she afraid of? She moved to place her hand over mine.

"Things are better left unsaid"

It was then I noticed she took her free hand to her ear before she glanced up back up the stairs. I didn't understand her meaning until I realized that she was talking about Elijah. I blinked at the thought, because Elijah was a vampire he had certain abilities that I couldn't comprehend, but it made sense why Sarah was so afraid. I glanced back at her and smiled. I placed my free hand over hers and squeezed it gently.

"It'll be fine, I'll check on him and then when I return will make lunch for Christopher…" I didn't wait for her to protest as I turned to continue up stairs. There was defiantly a big difference between me and Sarah. She was terrified of Elijah, but I wasn't.

As I walked to the top I noticed the sense of the home changed. The walls on the bottom floor were yellow and light, but up here it seemed darker. I could feel a shiver run up my spine as I glanced from side to side. There were many doors that led to different rooms. I wanted to enter each one of them to discover who Elijah truly was.

It occurred to me long ago that Elijah had been courting me for almost a year now and I had yet to learn more than a few details about his life. I was desperate for more. I wanted to know everything about this man/ vampire that I had fallen for. Where he grew up, did he have any siblings, was he ever married before?

I bit my lip at the thought as I traced my hand over a statue placed outside between two doors.

"Okay. Which one" I muttered debating on which door to enter. I was anxious to see Elijah again but I was also desperate to know more. I pointed my finger back and forth between the two doors.

"1, 2, 3..!" I pointed to the door on the right. Before I could stop to rethink my decision I placed my hand over the cold door knob. But as soon as I twisted the door knob a sudden rush of fear came to my heart. What if I found something that I really didn't want to see, something I shouldn't have seen in the first place? Would Elijah be furious at me or understanding? Taking a deep breath I slowly opened the door expecting another corridor leading to possibly a chamber, but I soon softened my gaze as I glanced at the sleeping form of Elijah.

He lay in a large bed with 4 posts to hold the drapes up around it. The blankets were white and looked a little bulky. I closed the door behind me as I moved to where he slept. I shook my head at the sight before me. Elijah had at least 5 books stacked to the right of him and few more scattered across the bed. One of his arms draped over his stomach while one of his legs dangled off the side. I would have never thought of Elijah falling asleep like this.

"He must be tired…" I thought as I glanced around the room. Now that I took more notice the room was lit by candles, some placed on the floor, some on top of books and three larger candles were placed on the small desk next to the bed. The room was naturally dark due to the drapes placed along the windows, but I didn't mind as I turned my gaze back on Elijah. The candles illuminating his form to show his perfectly shaped face. I wanted to lean forward and kiss those tender lips, but I dared not wake him.

"He needs to sleep..." I moved to leave but paused as I noticed a small paper on the floor. I leaned forward to pick it up but paused as I noticed the rest of the paper binding on the floor. "It must have fallen when he fell asleep..."

I couldn't help but roll my eyes, he claimed to be a vampire and looked to be a very graceful one at that, liar.

I smiled at the thought before I gathered the papers trying to find which page went to which. But as I turned over each page I took note of delicate hand writing. It wasn't a book, it was a journal it was Elijah's journal.

I paused as I glanced back up at his sleeping form. It had never accrued to me that Elijah would even keep a journal, but then again for a man who cared to learn about historical artifacts and to know and actually be a part of history, why wouldn't he write about it?

A page caught my attention as pulled it closure to the light to read.

1492 – ENGLAND

Today is the day we meet the doppelganger, brother is to excited to think, but of course he shows no signs of worry or fear, but he is anxious… something I was quite familiar with, but then against it would be his birthday gift from I. brother has been waiting for centuries for this, he has the moonstone and now the doppelganger. The sacrifice will be made on the full moon and Klaus will be free…

I paused as I looked back toward Elijah as he slept. So he did have brother but what was he talking about, moonstone, doppelganger, and the sacrifice. What did it all mean? I placed myself comfortably on the floor before I turned the page to reveal a drawing of a woman. Her hair looked dark and curled, similar to my own. She looked to be no older than 17 and yet she held a beauty about her. I look down at the bottom of the page to see two words.

"Katerina Petrova"

PARTY-

She was there. I saw her. She reminded me of someone long ago sense passed, but she was there. Her name was katerina petrova of the petrova bloodline. She was the doppelganger. It was her eyes that caught my attention this evening, she was extremely beautiful. They were a deep dark color; her hair was dark and brown and curled tenderly around her sculpted features. It had taken much of strength to compose my thirst, but it was difficult. Brother seemed pleased as he took her hand to present himself. Of course brother held arrogance about him that even I and katerina took note of the moment he had entered the room. I cared not what he did with her as he took her from my gaze, but I knew I would see her again..."

There was a slight pause in the writing as I traced my fingertips over each letter. Had Elijah been in love with this woman that he was writing about? If so where was she now? Why did he continue to call her the doppelganger? I even found myself wondering what had happened to the brother. I want to know more!

- I had been sitting bored, reading a book that I had read before, but her scent had caught my gaze. Katerina lingered near a window her eyes casted down, while her usual smile was faded into a thin line. Klaus was to entertain her this afternoon, but it seemed that brother had other plans indeed. I have found myself drawing closure to her weak form, her blood pumping through her veins in a study rhyme that synced with her heart beat. The sound made my teeth sharpen, but I covered them from her gaze as we spoke….why was she so fragile. Humans are naturally weak by nature, but why do I continue to find myself drawn to her….

For some reason I was beginning to feel a twinge of pain enter my chest at the thought of Elijah being in love with someone else. I pushed back the tears that threatened to come out as I continued to read, but this time the writing was frantic.

- She left, taking matters into her own hands, the doppelganger has fled. Brother is furious and wishes for me to track her down. He blames me for her actions, but it does not matter who is to blame….I feel foolish that I had ever let such a human make me think that I could ever feel human again…I will not let such foolishness happen again..

I moved to grab another page, what had happened! The Elijah she knew now was completely different. He was kind and gentle and seemed to care for her deeply. Now a part of me wondered if it had all been an act after all. Moving quickly I reached for a drawing that held a picture of a tall man on it, but before I could turn to look at it properly I felt a strong hand grab me and hoist me up to my feet. The action caught me off guard but I felt my breath hitch in my throat as I suddenly came face to face with Elijah, but he looked angry.

"What are you doing in here…?" I flinched at the sound of his voice, his tone low and threatening. Elijah had always been so calm around me, his voice always making me shiver in pleasure, but tonight his eyes were dark and narrow. I blinked as I noticed the red rims form around his eyes, but it was the parting of his lips that caught my attention. His fangs were bared.

"I was…just.." but I never finished my words before I felt his lips claim mine in a passionate kiss his fangs nipping at my bottom lips. Elijah had never been rough with me before but I winced in pain as he gripped my waist tightly, pushing me down on the bed. I could hear paper crunching under my weight while books fell to the floor but my thoughts were lost as Elijah continued to kiss me with such passion. His tongue dancing with mine while his hands moved to the hem of my dress, pushing it slowly up.

"Elijah….wait…" I panted tilting my head to the side to avoid his delectable lips as they descended upon my neck. There were still doubts in my mind about Elijah now that I had read a little of his journal. What did he really feel about me after being betrayed long ago? I moaned as his mouth clasped around my pulse his fangs brushing against the skin.

"Whose katerina..." I panted only to watch Elijah move away long enough for me to regain my composure.

"How do you know of katerina..." his voice was cold, but his gaze hard with lust still glazed behind them. I was afraid to tell him the truth but my eyes betrayed me when I glanced down at the picture on the bed. Elijah's eyes followed my own to the picture of the woman named katerina. I watched him take the picture in his hand, his thumb gently brushing the picture of the woman before he turned toward me.

"Where did you get this…?" I blushed at his question feeling his other hand still on my hip.

"I found it on the floor…." Elijah glanced down to see the scattered papers his gaze landing on the notes he had written, but I couldn't help but watch as something sad passed over his gaze. But just as my hand move to brush against his cheek did his gaze instantly turned to me, anger clearly heated in his dark brown orbs.

I gasped as he forced me harder against the mattress his lips roughly claiming mine. Elijah has always been gentle when handling me in his arms, but I flinched as he bit roughly at my bottom lip.

"Ow!" he pulled away instantly at my words. It wasn't until I licked my lips did I taste blood sipping into my mouth. He had bitten hard enough to the point he had broken skin and now I was defiantly afraid of what he would do. His eyes changed from their beautiful dark brown to a tainted red.

"Elijah...?" for a moment Elijah looked to be struggling with himself as he leaned forward then jerked back. I didn't know much about vampires but I knew the smell of my blood must be hurting him. Before I knew Elijah had thrown himself off the bed to a far corner of the room where I could no longer see him, the shadows blocking my vision.

I lay on my back, my legs still parted before I moved to sit up, placing my legs so that they were now under my dress. Trying to search for him I squinted my eyes to hopefully catch a glimpse of him, but the candles in the room only illuminated the bed and books surrounding me.

"You should leave for a time being." A lump in my throat began to form as he spoke. I turned to where the voice had spoken not knowing if he was standing there or not.

"Elijah I'm sorry if I..."

"You shouldn't have come in here, to see things that you are not allowed to see." His voice was low as if trying to control the anger behind each word, but I could hear it. I moved to stand from the bed, flinching at the sound of something moving quickly along the floor boards.

"I wanted to see you...I didn't mean to stumble upon your journal." I stated trying to remain firm, but my voice faltered at the end. Remembering the picture of that woman.

"You shouldn't have read it." I glance back at the wall before turning my gaze down to the floor.

"Do you blame me for wanting to learn more about you?" He didn't answer my question. "You know so much about me, that I only know little about you...all I wanted was to..."

But I never got to finish as I felt something press against my back. I shivered as his lips brushed against my ear.

"Don't do it again..." he growled before his presence vanished from behind me. I could suddenly breathe, but I staggered as I continued to look around the room. He clearly didn't speak for several minutes and I felt my patients running thin.

"Fine Elijah I won't learn anything about you…" I didn't look back as I searched for the door, opening it only to slam it shut behind me. If Elijah wanted to play
that game with me he would have his hand full. I wasn't a woman to let a man take advantage of her emotions.

I stomped down each step of the stairs before I went to the kitchen to find Christopher sitting in his high chair with sera doing the dishes.

"Would you like me to help you?" Again sera looked stunned at my words, but didn't protest as I moved to take out the trash. "My lady I can..."

"It's no trouble."

I moved to the back door to place the trash on the sides of the house, my mind still racing with the information I had gathered my thoughts up as I glanced up towards the roof. He was defiantly hiding something from her, and she was determined to figure it out.

"Excuse me miss?" I turned my gaze to find a boy standing before me an enveloped placed under his arm. "Are you the lady of the house?"

I blushed at the thought but I nodded, technically I had been with Elijah for almost a year so I wasn't really lying.

"This is for the sir of the house." The boy muttered holding out his hand. I took the envelope and went to open it, but I paused as I looked down to see his hand held out still.

"Oh sorry…" I laughed forgetting to pay the boy. After I had paid him I turned my attention back to the envelope to see handwriting that was properly written

To: Elijah smith

From: your brother, Klaus

The handwriting was light on the paper and yet I paused taking note of the name, Klaus. Elijah's brother was here? I moved to unseal the envelope until it was suddenly yanked from my hands.

"Excuse me!"

I turned only to see Elijah moving past me his eyes cast down as he quickly opened the letter. I wanted to read it as well but the way he moved away from me made me re think that. I moved to turn away folding my arms over my chest, sudden feeling the anger return to me.

"You could have just asked for it..." I muttered moving to the door but paused as I bumped into his solid body once more. I squenched my nose at the sudden contact.

"Will you ever just tell me when you're going to pop up?" I growled glaring at him only to pause at the look he was currently giving me. His expression cast over with a sudden sadness. It made me wonder what exactly he read in that letter.

He moved to cup my cheek, but I flinched as his fingertips brushed against my lips. He immediately pulled away.

"I must leave…" he stated moving past me once more to the leaving room to take his cloak. A sudden feeling of dread entered my chest at his words.

"Where are you going?" I practically yelled feeling embarrassed when he looked back at me with an eyebrow raised.

"I will be back by tonight."

"Oh..." I mumbled before turning on my heels to go back to the kitchen only to be stopped by Elijah as he grabbed my arm and forced me against him.

"Sylara…" his eyes casting over me hungrily, stopping only at my lips. His body leaning in while I subconsciously leaned in as well. Part of me wanted to kiss him, but I needed to be strong. I pushed him back slightly.

"No, Elijah…" he looked perplexed by my words, but he only nodded before releasing his hold and moving toward the door. He knew I was angry with him and he need to understand why. I glanced up to see him look at me once more.

"I shall be home late…"

I nodded knowing that I would have to return home without him. He nodded before opening the door to shut it behind him. A part of me wanted to go after him, but this was how it was meant to be. I wanted to know everything about Elijah and one way or another I would find out more about him. I glanced back up at the stairs letting my arms wrap around myself as I walked closure to them. His journal must still be upstairs. I wanted to finish reading more of it as I found myself taking one step up. But I paused as I realized what I was doing.

I had no doubt Elijah was keeping things from me, the letter was an example of that, or even the journal with the strange woman on it. I wanted more from him, but I didn't want to find out like this. I took a step back. I had watched my mother and father fight for years over lies and secrets that I dared not do that to me.

"Malady!" I glanced down to see Christopher running toward me. I smiled back at him before taking him into my arms and hosting him up.

"Now let's make you something to eat."

The day had been long, Christopher had both me and sera chasing after him, and without my knowledge of his ability to use magic at such a young age, had a book thrown at my forehead. After cleaning most of the house with sera I had kept my distance from the upstairs for the most of the day although it was irritating. After finishing Elijah's laundry, sera placed the young magician to bed, while I went upstairs. At first I had thought about looking at the journal once more but instead, but I had entered the room sighing as I realized how messy his room was. The room was still dark as I moved toward the curtains. I opened the blinds to notice the roads of New York, only to turn and be slightly taken aback by the clutter of the room. The room was actually big with plain white walls and dark oak furniture.

"Hmm…he may be a vampire, but he's still a man..." I moved to a large dresser that was placed on the far said of the room taking not that only a few clothes rest inside. After placing his sleep attire I folded and hung his cloaks and dress shirts. Moving back toward the bed I picked up all the books that were scattered everywhere and placed them in a pile. All the papers I placed neatly on the desk that I hadn't noticed before.

I sighed as I realized the sun would set soon and I would have to return home. My mother had no problem with me staying with Elijah, but I could never stay the night, it was not custom for a woman to stay with a man if he was not her husband. I smirked at that thought. Elijah was a true man when it came to being hands on, but I was happy that he never pressed the issue any further. Apart of me wondered if it was due to the fact that I was still innocent or that the woman in his journal had hurt apart of him that he did not wish to speak of.

I glanced up to see the journal placed neatly on a desk that I had not noticed before. Apart of me wanted to reach out and read more. I knew Elijah wouldn't know, but apart of me didn't want to find out this way. I' rather Elijah willingly told me rather then me trying to pry it out of him.

I yawned, suddenly realizing that I was exhausted form the days events. Without thinking much about it I moved toward the bed taking my leggings off and my hair tie out before I crawled onto the bed. I needed to rest for only a little while. It wasn't to late yet and besides a little rest wouldn't hurt anyone. My vision turning black as I passed into my dreams, a place where Elijah told me his secrets, his dreams.

"Beautiful…"

I pushed my eyebrows together at their words; I couldn't tell who it was. The feeling of their fingertips tracing along my throat down to my collar bone.

"He knows how to find them…."

"Elijah…?" I moaned at the hot breath placed against my neck, but stopped at the feeling of his hands on my neck pressing tightly, I couldn't breath. "If only he new what you were" I gasped in pain.

"Sylara...?" I took a deep as I realized I had fallen into a deep sleep. I jumped as something brushed against my cheek but soon relaxed, taking note of how he pulled away. "Are you alright?"

I shook my head placing my hand over his seeking his comfort. That dream had felt a little too real for comfort. I moved my hand comfortably against his cheek.

"Bad dream is all." My heart rate was still squishing against my rib cage; I watched his eyes shift to my chest causing me to pull away. I was still shaken about the dream, but I hadn't forgot what had happened earlier that day. Elijah took note of my discomfort as he pulled away taking off his jacket, placing it on the foot of the bed.

"You're back early…" I rubbed my eyes, but paused as I looked at the windows it was pitch black outside. Elijah chuckled at my words.

"You fell asleep…" I sighed as I placed my hand over my eyes; my parents were going to be furious.

"Well Christopher did make me run around the house…." I pushed a few locks from my face, but I watched as he began to pull off his tie. Elijah had always been comfortable when it came to him physically. I sub consciously licked my lips as he began to unbutton the top of his shirt. If I didn't ask now I would lose my edge.

"Elijah…" he paused letting me know he was listening. "Who is katerina…?" I wanted to know. I had been thinking about this all day. I wanted to know, not caring if she was his past lover or what not. "Who is Klaus?"

I moved from the bed to walk to his tall frame his back facing me. He didn't move, but I wasn't wavering for an instant. When he did speak I could feel something building inside me.

"Leave well enough be…"

"I've told you my secrets Elijah; I have given you everything..." I paused moving to stand in front of him letting my hands move up his tone chest to his cup his cheeks. His eyes seemed cold and yet firm. He wasn't backing down, but I needed him to trust me as I trusted him. It was then that I knew what I had to do. "Except one thing."

I stood on my toes and let my lips press against his in hard kiss. I could feel my chest tighten at how much I loved this man. Feeling his hand cup behind my head to pull me closure while the other rested on my hip. I wanted to know him, as he knew me, but I knew there was one thing that would open his heart to me.

"Sylara…" he moaned as I let my hands move down his chest, slowly unbuttoning his shirt. I wanted him to open up to me, to not be so cold to touch when it came to his past. I wanted him to trust me, to know how I truly felt about him.

"I trust you Elijah…." I whispered hotly against him.

Reaching the last button I slowly pulled his shirt open to reveal his lean masculine body underneath. I had never seen Elijah like this, I was the one he touched, but I had never given much thought to touch him like this. Dare not looking up at him I placed my hands against his ribs, blushing at my own nervousness. I was completely obvious at what to do. But I wasn't about to give up. "Do you trust me…?" I asked looking up into his brown eyes.

"sylara we don't need to…" he paused as I leaned closure letting my lips trace along his throat, as shiver vibrating along the palms of my hands. I pulled back to look up at him once more.

"I love you, Elijah…" I could see the pain behind his eyes. To anyone else he held no emotion on his features, but I could see them. I had not whispered those words before and neither had he, but he needed to hear them. I pulled him closure kissing his soft lips before pulling back our breaths still lingering. "I love you…"

I whispered those words as I kissed down his neck to his chest letting my teeth nip at his nipple. He growled at me, but I didn't stop as I kissed down his abdomen till I was to his belt. I had read what woman had done to please their men, but I didn't think I could do that.

Elijah pulled me back to my feet his breath harsh, his eyes a dangerous red. I gasped as he pulled me back to the bed his hands working on my dress, untying the laces behind my back. Our lips moved against the other in a heated kiss, my tongue brushing against his fangs before he reclaimed dominance on me.

"Sylara…" he placed me on the bed, my hair spreading around my head as he moved to hover over me. I smiled up at him, letting my hand rest against his cheek. Brushing my thumb against the sides of his eyes. "Are you sure…"

It made me smile at his concern for me, but his face held no emotion for I saw more of vampire Elijah then the man that I had grown to love. This wasn't the man that had saved me a year ago, the man who smiled at me to comfort me. Who held me close whenever others were near. This was the vampire that could kill me so easily. But I was in love with Elijah. This meant I was in love with the vampire part of him too.

"I want you inside of me…" I blushed at my words, I had never spoken like this to him. But a new thrill was entering my body, an ache, a need. Elijah pulled off his shirts before he moved to kiss me once more moving to pull off the top part of my dress revealing the white corset that pressed my rib cages together and pushed my breast up. "I want you Elijah…"

I gasped as he sucked desperately at my neck, which would definitely leave a bruise. Thinking he wanted blood I tilted my head to the side to leave more room for him but he didn't bite down.

"Not yet…" he growled before moving down my body kissing the tops of my breast before pulling my bottom gown completely off. I gasped at this sudden change blushing at how he eyed me down their. I pushed my knees together. He paused for a moment only standing before me in nothing but his lower clothing, his eyes returning to my favorite hazel brown. He placed a hand on my knee.

"We can stop if you'd like…" I was already breathless from what he was doing and he was barely touching me at this point. I wanted to touch more of him.

"No…" gulping at my boldness. Hesitantly I let him part my legs reveling my bare self to him.

"I'm just new to this." I was still a virgin, not yet letting a man enter my body, but I wanted Elijah to be my first. My mother had disapproved of me being with Elijah before my time and I had promised to wait, but I couldn't wait any longer. Elijah nodded before moving his hands down my inner thigh, I gasped in pleasure only to blush in embarrassment.

"I'm sorry… it's a stranger sensation"

"Don't be.." He traced his lips along my inner thigh causing a wave of pleasure to enter my body as I arched my back. I watched him move closure to my center, his tongue leaving sensual patterns along my thigh.

"Elijah what are you…" I watched as he hovered between my center his eyes watching me.

" I need to prepare your body…" I gasped as he placed his mouth over my folds, licking and nipping at my soft flesh. Pleasure coursed threw every inch of my body with each stroke of his wicked tongue. I arched my back throwing my head from side to side as he moved his tongue to my center. Gasping as his tongue slipped inside me.

"Elijah…some…something's building…." I threw my hands down to lace them in his dark brown locks feeling him chuckle against me. I groaned as he braced my hips with his hands as I tried to roll my hips against his mouth. When I rolled my hips the motion felt so good. I knew I was coming again, but this was different then before as it built in my lower stomach all the way down to my toes. The force was so strong I couldn't stop as I yelled his name once more Cumming into his mouth.

"You came…"

"I'm sorry, I couldn't…hold on" I gasped as he was above me once more his chest pressed completely against mine, his body resting in-between my thighs.. He smirked before brushing a strand from my sweat stained cheeks.

"Let me in, Elijah…" Elijah slightly pulled back, but I needed him to stay. So without thinking I grabbed the only peace of clothing he had on, the hem of his pants. He lifted an eyebrow at me before glancing down at my hand to me once more. But I wasn't letting go.

"Are you sure you want to know what I am…" I saw the plain face before me and gave him a warm smile.

"I already know what you are Elijah…" placing my hand against the back of his head to pull him closure. "I want to know who you are."

I pulled him completely to me, his mouth covering mine while my other hand began to unbuckle his pants. I gasped at the sudden thrust of his hips, his covered length pressed against my exposed lower part. I had felt him before, but now I was getting all of it tonight. The problem was that I didn't know how I was suppose to this part.

"Help me…" I moaned between pants. Elijah chuckled as he moved his hand down. Instead of unbuckling his pants, he gently took my hand and placed right up against his abdomen. I gulped as he pushed our hands down the band of his pants to his length. My face must have been red by now as I touched him. His chest rumbled against me as he wrapped my fingertips around his thick shaft. I had never touched a man before, he was so soft in my hands.

"Your so.." he kissed me again. His mouth working wonders as he slowly moved my hand against him, feeling his long length harden in my hand. I moaned, feeling his hips move against me in a slow and painful motion.

"Elijah…" why did this feel so good to finally touch him like this. I pulled away long enough for Elijah to push his pants down to completely reveal himself to me. He was large and erect now. Apart of me was wondering if he would even fit. My mother had once told me woman who weren't married would struggle with their first time and end up hurting themselves more. My sister had told me that was a false rumor, but now that I looked down at him, I was beginning to panic.

I tried to remove my corset quickly but I wasn't as graceful as Elijah was when it came to taking clothes off. After about 5 minutes of struggling I finally got the thing off. Now I was bare to Elijah as he was to me. He chuckled before leaning over me once more his eyes watching as I placed my hands over my head. I didn't know how to do this as I let me legs wrap around his waist, but he immediately pushed them done, his fangs bared.

"Spread your legs a little, till your comfortable." He kissed my neck gently.

"Why…I read..?" but he placed a soft kiss on my lips.

"You need to be comfortable first." I moaned as he pushed his free hand down to stroke my folds, slowly inserting his finger inside of me. I bucked instantly against his hand wanting to feel more of him.

He growled against my throat when my hand took his hard length and painfully began to stroke him. He was so big in my hand, but the sensation felt good as I teased the tip of him, feeling something ooze from the top to my fingertips.

"Elijah I want you …."

Elijah nodded before he took my hand, which was stroking his length, and led it to my entrance where he was still teasing me. I spread my legs wider watching as he showed me how to do it. I placed him at my entrance hissing at the feeling of his tip enter my body.

"Ah.." I whimpered as I released him to wrap my arms tightly around his back. I didn't realize it would hurt this bad and he wasn't even inside me yet. He kissed my shoulder before kissing my cheeks

"Do you wish stop…" his eyes were blood shot still, his fangs still sharp and pointed. But he was still asking me if I wish to stop. This was my Elijah.

"No…" I rubbed my folds against the tip of him, causing a growl to emit from his chest. "I love you Elijah.." I cried out in pain, feeling the tip of him enter my body. It was like he was tearing my insides apart as he moved forward. Tears streaked my face, my nails digging into his back once he pulled back before moving into me once more.

"Aahh!" I gasped in pain, feeling his hips move against me while his length moved inside me. His hips moving at a slow and steady pace. The sensation was strange but soon pleasure began to override the pain. Elijah licked my tears away his arms placed at my sides so as not to crush me.

I moaned as he thrusted his length in and out of me, letting my walls clench tightly around him with each thrust.

"Move your hips." He whispered heatedly into my neck . I nodded as I wrapped my legs around his hips and began to move my hips against his, only to cry out in sheer pleasure as he entered deeper into me.

"I'm Cumming!" it was like a big flash came out and blinded me as my orgasm consumed me. My walls tightened around him, but nothing happened to Elijah as he slowed his pace down.

"I'm sorry, I came again…" Elijah only smiled before he flipped us over. I was now on top while he laid below me. I felt suddenly embarrassed also sore, but as I felt him pulse inside me I began to buck my hips against him. The problem was I didn't know how too, not in this position.

"Um..Can you.." Elijah chuckled as he placed his hands on my hips and pushed me up before slamming back down. I winced at the sudden change, but moaned as I soon began to ride Elijah.

Elijah moved to sit up wrapping his arms around my waist so that he could enter deeper to my spot.

"Elijah!" I wanted to come but Elijah hadn't come yet and I wanted to feel him deep inside of me. I wanted to feel his seed sip into me.

"Come inside me.." Elijah's eyebrows pushed together at my strange request as I pulled him back down onto the bed with him onto my legs hooking around his hips.

"Sylara, I can't…"

I pulled him against me letting my hips buck hard against him, causing a growl to emit from his lips, his eyes turning a deeper red.

"I could hurt you…" I knew he could. I had learned Elijah was an old vampire. Even so I trusted him with everything. My body and my heart.

"no…you won't, I trust you Elijah" Elijah eyes showed different emotion as he debated, but it didn't take long before I felt him place a hand under my thigh to hold it there, while his other hand was placed on my hip.

"I won't be able to stop if I do this…" warning clearly in his tone, but I didn't care. I wanted all of him including his vampire half.

I wrapped my arms around his back as I braced for him to move against me. It wasn't until he was moving did I realize what he was talking about. He no longer moved at a slow and steady pace for me, he was ramming into my body quickly pulling out before he slammed back into me. I gasped at the pain but soon felt my self quiver in pleasure at what he was doing to me.

"Aaww…!" I was almost there. I could feel my insides tightening around him and I could feel him pulsing. It was like I was one with Elijah as I bucked my hips hard against him while he slipped in and out of me. I was in love with Elijah smith and Elijah the vampire.

"Ah…Elijah! I'M…I'M AAAHH!"

I cried out in pain as my walls clasped around him, he grunted but he didn't come until he threw his head back and bit into my neck. I gasped at the sudden change but wrapped my self tighter around him as he slammed into me one finally time. This time we both came together filling my blood leave my body as his seeds spilled into me. I arched my body into him as his hips continued to move but slowly this time. My body felt weak now. I was spent, but I think it had something to do with Elijah draining my blood.

"Elijah.." I bit him hard on his neck causing him to pull away at my sudden action. He caressed my cheeks but soon his eyebrows pushed together.

"Did you just bite me?"

I giggled at his words before kissing him softly on his lips, but paused as I suddenly felt dizzy.

"What is wrong?" he questioned his eyebrows pushing together as I placed my hand over my forehead.

"Just dizzy…" Without asking he bit into his wrist and placed it against my lips.

"No…"

"I took to much, you need to heal…" I glanced back up at him and kissed him instead.

"Do you trust me Elijah…" I had learned from his talks that vampires only gave their blood to heal those who were close. Most humans that became important to vampires were ones to obtain first care. Elijah watched me for a moment, but did not respond as he placed his wrist to my mouth. It was then that I took his blood into me. Elijah had drank my blood before but now I had his blood inside my body.

I fell back against him, his arms wrapping around me now. His hands caressing my cheek before kissing my forehead.

"Rest now…"

"Elijah…." I nuzzled into his chest. But I couldn't remember what I was going to say only to here him speak.

"As I too you…" I smiled before pressing against him my hands glancing past the night sky to see something flash by before I fell into a deep sleep

Hey guys hoped you like, part 2 will be up as soon as I'm done writing it. This next one is going to be how she became a vampire…so got a question…how are Klaus and katerina connected to sylara…? Hmm can't tell you! Lol review please and HAPPY 4th of July