The Ripper Diaries
I DO NOT OWN TWILIGHT OR THE VAMPIRE DIARIES. PLEASE REVIEW I LOVE FEEDBACK OF HOW I CAN IMPROVE MY STORIES. HOPE YOU ENJOY. STORY IS TAKING PLACE AFTER EDWARD LEAVES DURING NEW MOON, AND WHEN STEFAN'S BEEN GONE ALL SUMMER WITH KLAUS. ENJOY!
KPOV
I flashed over to the girls and pulled Rebekah off of Isabella.
"What are you doing Nik? She tried to kill me before, it's only fair." She bared her teeth.
"Will you stop being so childish Rebekah?" Stefan came up behind her and grabbed her and pulled her back. She fought against it at first, but then decided her time with Stefan was more important.
"Are you alright?" I asked her.
"Yeah sure just a regular night with the psycho family." She gripped her abdomen until her wound healed, then pushed me away from her. I felt myself get angry. "What do you care, I'm only here to entertain you right?" she started to walk away from me.
"I don't care darling. Yes, you are entertaining at times when you're not driving me up a wall, but more than that I believe you can be a great asset to me." She stuck her hand in her mouth and made a fake throwing up sound.
"Ew, I do not want to be your 'asset'. "She walked toward Stefan. "Gross old man hybrid." She mumbled unsuccessfully. I smirked before I composed my face and turned around. She was feisty.
"Well Rebekah, as nice as it is to be reunited. Gloria needs something from you to contact the original witch." She rolled her eyes and reached for her neck.
"WHERE'S MY NECKLACE?" she yelled.
"Rebekah, tell me that's not what she needs." She ran towards the coffin she just rested in and tore it apart.
"WHERE IS IT? WHERE THE HELL IS IT?" I groaned.
"Great the one thing you're good for and you lost it." I said.
"I didn't lose it; it's just been missing for some years." She glared at me.
"Check out dumb and dumber." Isabella giggled, that did it. Rebekah ran towards her, but Stefan put himself in front of her.
"What the hell is this Stefan?" Rebekah tilted her head. "Is she your new girl?"
"EW, dude that's so disgusting. I think I just threw up in my mouth." Isabella headed for the trash can.
"She's my niece." Stefan said with an equally disgusted look on his face.
"You're what? Nik, explain to me everything and I do mean EVERYTHING."
"Fine, but I need a drink. Let's head to the bar. "I said.
BPOV
We went back to the creepy witch's bar. Glenda? Gina? Gloria? I don't know just the creepy witch's bar. Klaus and his sister were ridiculous. When she found out what year it was she got so angry, I thought her head was about to pop off. Then when Klaus would say things like 'cell phone' or 'text message' I swear I heard her brain cells popping. I was on a roll; if I ever got back to daddy I'd have to tell him. Sigh poor daddy. I missed him so much. I couldn't imagine what he must be feeling. Oh wait, being held against my will by the crazy bunch, I knew exactly how he felt. But I guess I didn't think he hated me. It was the only way I thought he would go away and stay safe. I was doing what I was doing to keep him safe, but it didn't hurt any less. My throat burned.
"I'm thirsty." I said looking at my uncle. He nodded. He went to get up. I put a hand on his shoulder to sit him back down. "I'm not really in the mood to massacre this whole city. Why don't you ask your boss for some slack on my leash?" Klaus was at the end of the bar still explaining to Blondie everything she missed, his head shot up when I finished my sentence, and walked over to us, Blondie on his heels.
"What's this I hear about massacring this city?" I rolled my eyes.
"I want to go hunt, without the goonies following me around." I stood up to face him.
"Fine" he looked me in the eyes. Compelling me again. "Go with Rebekah and come right back when you're done."
"Seriously?" I got up and Rebekah followed me."Fucking Original family!" I yelled when we got outside.
"Oh, shut up, we get it; you don't want to be here."
"Oh I'm sorry Becky am I annoying you?" I smirked. "Can we just hunt please? I get cranky when I'm hungry." I pouted. She rolled her eyes. We took off found a few people in the park. Rebekah killed her guy, I compelled mine.
"Classy Becky." I said when I was finished. I started walking back towards the bar. STUPID COMPULSION.
"What is your problem, wench?" she said.
"Wench?" I laughed. "Was that an insult back in your day?" I laughed harder. Her anger flared. She spun me around. I pushed her. "My problem is that you're psychopath brother is keeping me hostage, my uncle is a crazy out of control vampire, and to top it off I don't like you and I'm stuck with you guys. I had a life you know, friends, loved ones, but of course what Super hybrid wants super hybrid gets." I turned around again and she ran up next to me her head tilted, her eye brows raised.
"Why did you tell me that?"
"You asked moron." She pushed me. "Jump off a cliff bitch!" I took off towards the bar. When I was inside I sat next to Stefan. The place was empty again. I looked at the clock it was 2:30 in the morning. I groaned and put my head on the counter. Uncle Stefan looked at me; he put his arm around my shoulders. That's the Uncle Stefan I remembered, so he was still in there.
"I want to go home." I whispered as low as I could.
"I know." He whispered back. And he mouthed 'soon'. I got up.
"Is it nap time already?" Klaus said looking at me, I must have looked tired, I rolled my eyes.
"Is it nap time already" I mimicked him in a high pitched voice. Damn I was tired, that was sorry.
"Oh, sweetheart, either I'm growing on you or you're losing you're touch." He went to put a hand on my shoulder. I smacked it off.
"Dude seriously that's like pedophilia or something. Nasty. What are you like a million or something?" Uncle Stefan and Rebekah laughed. Klaus glared.
"One day you're going to get tired of insulting me and sleep with me already, all this is, is sexual tension darling." Uncle Stefan clenched his fists. Klaus noticed "problem mate?" before he got the chance I answered.
"HA! I guess the only way you would get some is to compel you some ass!" He pulled me up by my arm.
"Too far." And he snapped my neck.