A/N I know I left a mean cliffhanger…and to warn you, I left another one in this chapter.
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Just as a side note, this story will be wrapped up soon. I think 3-5 chapters more, so maybe another few weeks of updates.
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It all happened too fast. The moment she stepped out of the door, there was a swift, rapid movement. Then, she felt something-someone grab her, and a scream escaped her lips. She felt pain, something sharp being inserted in…her arm? She wasn't sure. Then, she felt numbness, and darkness seemed to overwhelm her.
Elena took in a sharp intake of breath which immediately turned to panic when she found herself restrained. She was lying on a bed, her arms pinned tightly above her hands, a rope bounding them together. She looked around, but the surroundings were unfamiliar.
Breathing in sharply, Elena struggled against the ropes, but they just only bit into her fragile, soft skin. She yelped when she felt a kick in her tummy.
"Shh, it's okay, baby," She whispered to the child inside her. "We'll get out of this, okay? We just have to find daddy."
The movements instantly stopped and Elena tried to focus, using her power to break free. After several tries, the ropes snapped in half, allowing Elena to free herself. She slowly walked to the door, her hands shaking.
The door was suddenly pushed open, and Elena bit back a scream when she saw the monster's face-Klaus's face.
Elena's eyes widened in fear, her hands instinctively protecting as much as her belly as possible, backing away from him.
"You look alive," Klaus commented, taking small steps towards her as Elena took steps back. He finally had her against the wall and he pushed her roughly, slamming her to it.
Klaus raised his hand and played with Elena's hair. "I knew something was wrong the minute nothing worked," He added, laughing bittersweet. "I know that your daughter cannot be killed until she's old enough if she's born. The witches always protect their…Unnatural Children."
"Always? What do you mean always?"
"Do you think you're the first person in this position, Elena?" Klaus's finger trailed a path from Elena's cheek to her neck, then rested on her collarbone, drawing soothing circles on her skin.
"What do you m-mean?" Elena tried to take his hands off her but he only grinned, continuing to touch her.
"This happened with the Original Petrova's mother," He spat the name like a curse. "She had a child with a vampire. The witches protected her, making her untouchable…till her late teens. She had to know her powers by then."
Klaus avoided the subject easily though when Elena opened her mouth to ask something.
"I'm sure you're asking why I brought you here," Klaus continued casually, his cold eyes locked on her face. "The reason is that I plan to make you two my slaves."
Elena's body started to shake at the statement. She remembered the times where she had been Stefan's slave in the Dark Dimension.
"You don't own us," Elena's voice was high and determined.
"Of course I do," He continued, "The baby's mine. This war…it's between us."
"The baby's not yours," She groaned angrily. "Stay away from her!"
"Don't worry, Elena, I'm not going to hurt the thing for now."
The thing?
"Where's Damon?"
"Damon? Oh, he's unconscious in the cellar right now. I don't know what I'm going to do with him…I think I'll just kill him." He bit down on his lip, pondering the idea. I'll do him a favor, Elena, don't look so frightened. I took his fiancé, I took his daughter, I plan to kill you when the time's right…do you think he would want to stick around and watch?"
"Go to hell," Elena spat at him, "Go to hell."
"So beautiful when you're angry," Klaus smirked, "Such a shame that you have to die." He reached out to tuck a piece of stray hair behind her ear, but Elena jerked back, her eyes wide with anger.
"I might be your entertainment but you don't get to touch me," She spat, her eyes menacing. This only made Klaus to smirk but he backed away anyway.
"Change your attitude, sweetheart," He commented, walking out and locking the door behind him.
"What have you done to Elena?"
Damon had woken up with three other vampires serving him blood and wine. Klaus was there, smirking the usual evil smirk.
"She made you weak," He started preaching the same things Damon had heard when Elena was in the Dark Dimension. "I should've killed her from the beginning. Here, don't you miss this life, Damon? Don't you miss this…being pampered, having blood and sex bestowed before you?"
Damon looked down to see a young girl, who was maybe fifteen years old, at his feet, her face looking down on the carpet. She was shaking with fear, and she was dressed in rags, embarrassment and shame written on her face.
"Don't you want a taste, Damon?" Klaus continued his temptation, kneeling in front of the girl and grabbing her hair from her scalp. The girl let out a scream.
"Stop it, you're hurting her," Damon made a move to free the girl from Klaus's grip.
"Since when do you care? That girl-That woman, she screwed you up," Klaus said through gritted teeth. "You call yourself a vampire? You have the balls to call yourself a vampire after siding with humans? After wanting to keep a human baby?"
He grabbed the girl's arm harshly again. "Don't you want to sink your fangs into her flesh? Her blood is pure, Damon…The girl's never been bitten before…I'm offering you something that is almost rare nowadays. Go on, have a taste…" He sniffed close to the girl's neck. "The scent intoxicates me."
"I stopped feeding off humans directly," Damon continued, "I'm not going to hurt her."
Klaus let out a roar, a growl. "You'll be sorry for this, Damon. And you will be a warrior again-one way or another."
He grabbed the girl, who was now curled to a ball on the floor in fear, and hauled her upwards. "What's your name?" He ordered.
The girl's lips started to wobble.
He yanked her hair, causing her to burst into tears. Damon immediately stepped in and pulled the girl into his arms, gently embracing her.
Klaus shot the two a cold look. "I'll be back."
The girl laid limp in Damon's arms, closing her eyes as he cradled her to his chest. She was shaking with fear, and she was waiting for pain, for Damon to hurt her. Damon whispered soothing words in her ear and he stroked her face comfortingly, his heart swelling at the thought of this innocent human being abused like this. He pressed a kiss on the top of her head, rocking her gently, like he imagined himself to do with his crying daughter in the future.
"What's your name?" He asked her gently.
"Courtney," She replied, her fears easing when she heard his voice.
"You're okay, Courtney," He assured her, "I'm not going to hurt you."
He stood there with her in his arms and he continued to stroke her back lightly, simply holding her to calm her down.
The door flung open in the evening. A muscular man entered her room without warning and threw a dress at her.
"Make yourself presentable. Klaus wants to talk to you."
He did not accept anything as an answer, of course not, it was a demand. She was expected to obey. Fearing not for her but for her daughter that he could still physically hurt, Elena dressed into the golden gown that the man had brought her. The man, who was waiting for her by the door, led her to a huge room.
Klaus was there, sitting on his chair like a king attached to a throne. He gestured for the other man to leave and motioned Elena to walk towards him.
"Elena," He mock-greeted. "Always a pleasure to see such a beautiful lady."
"What do you want, Klaus?"
"Sweetheart, that is not the way you great your master," Klaus smirked, standing up and walking towards her. "You're my property now."
Elena remained silent.
"I brought you here because an acquaintance of mine, who happens to be a witch…found a problem when tracking and blocking you and your powers. Tell me, Elena…what can you do with your powers? Other than snapping my ropes in half." He smirked at the last sentence.
"Why should I tell you anything?"
"Simple, because I own you."
"I'm not your slave."
"Cut the crap, Elena, and start talking or I'll make you."
"Why should I tell you…so that you can find out a way of stripping me of my powers?"
Klaus sighed a dramatic sigh. "I was hoping this could be a reasonable conversation. Guess I'll have to resort to my hard ways." He clapped his hands in pleasure, and then, at that moment, the door was flung open, and Damon was being carried by two guards. He was bleeding, and he looked hypnotized.
"The vervain is slowly attacking his brain," Klaus explained, "I have a way of torturing vampires with vervain. And if I bleed him out of it, he'll be just a controlled puppet. Now, Elena, are you ready to talk?"
"Don't hurt him," Elena pleaded.
Klaus cruelly drove a stake into Damon's arm, and Damon groaned in pain, but still nodded to Elena, instructing her to keep her mouth shut.
"You didn't answer my question," Klaus barked, "Answer me…Tell me what I want to hear. Or I'll kill him right in front of you."
"I…"
"Elena," Damon instructed, "Listen to me. Don't."
"I will strip you off your powers either way, Elena," Klaus barked, "So start talking. You'll save Damon pain and we can save time."
Elena couldn't talk. She had heard it many times: The power inside her, the witches…all helped to create the unusual child along with her love for Damon. She couldn't let him strip her off her powers. What if the child was affected? What if something bad happens if she's just a normal human? She was chosen for a reason.
"Talk you little bitch!" Klaus blurred in front of her, his eyes burnings.
"Get away from her!" Damon fought against the two guards holding him as well as the pain from the vervain.
"How about I do this the other way round?" Klaus smiled an evil smile. "I can still torture you without killing you, Elena. And Damon, you can still watch, right?"
He gripped Elena in an unbreakable grip. "This is how it's going to work," Klaus explained coldly. "If you do not answer my questions, I will torture Elena with this knife, slowly and painfully. If you still won't talk until then, I'll resort to other methods."
"I swear to God if you touch her I'll rip you apart…"
Klaus blurred to Elena, and Elena closed her eyes as he rushed over her, tripping her on her back. His hands went into his pockets, where the pocket knife he had mentioned was, and brought it down to Elena's shoulder. The blade had barely touched Elena when Damon instinctively blurred over, taking Klaus by surprise, and in a minute the two of them were on the floor.
Suddenly, a gasp of pain was heard.
Klaus had a stake stuck in his heart, and he was turning into a greyish colour, gasping for breath. That was not, however, what made Elena break down into tears and panic.
What made Elena break down into tears and panic was Klaus's hand, who was holding a stake that was puncturing Damon's heart.
A/N I know, I'm mean. Drop me a little review...I might update sooner.
I have exams these two weeks, it's a busy week...But I can still steal two hours in the weekend so don't worry ;)