The next morning Elena woke up in a warm bed with silky sheets, in a very strange bedroom. She shot up on the bed when she remembered that before she fell asleep she was in the basement, not in a room.

"Good morning, lazybones," Damon's voice was dangerous, even taunting. He was leaning against the door, taking in her cute, messy appearance.

Elena jerked back in fear and her back immediately hit the headboard.

"I'm sorry about yesterday!" Elena said, trembling. "I-I was afraid, I'm sorry…please don't hurt me."

Damon walked up to the bed slowly, as if he was worried that he would frighten her if he advanced too fast on her. He could feel her tense up before he was a hairsbreadth away from her. She closed her eyes and he studied her carefully.

"If you do it again next time, I'll have to make sure you are sorry," Damon threatened the poor girl.

She shook her head, her eyes still closed and Damon could hear her heart beating so fast that for once he was afraid that she was going to have a heart attack.

"Elena, open your eyes."

"No," She said stubbornly.

"Elena, open your eyes," He repeated in a demanding tone. Elena slowly opened her eyes and looked at him, almost pleadingly.

He sat down next to her on the bed and he was about to say something when he noticed a pattern on her necklace that he didn't quite notice earlier. He reached out for her necklace gently and observed it for a while, and then his brows furrowed in confusion. Her necklace was made of a lapis lazuli pendent; however the pattern in it was clearly something that he saw before.

"Where did you get this necklace?"

"My mom gave it to me, before she died."

Damon's eyebrows shot up as he remembered where he had seen this symbol before. It was the symbol of the pentagram that represented the five elements practiced by the wiccans.

"Are you a wiccan?"

"Excuse me?"

"That necklace," Damon explained, "Is the symbol of witchcraft and it represents the five elements: Spirit, Earth, water, air and fire."

"Well, I don't know what you are talking about," Elena tried to scoot away from him but he didn't let her.

"Elena," He warned her sternly.

She sighed in frustration. "You won't believe me!"

"Try me," He said, scooting closer to her and resting his back on the headboard.

"I don't even know where to start…"

"Well, you can always start from the beginning."

She let out a sigh, resigned. "Okay. I have nothing to lose anyway." She cleared her throat. "I don't remember much of my childhood, except that I lived in a family that loved and cared about me. My parents raised me and my brother in a very nice environment and we had a good upbringing I guess. We lived right here in Mystic Falls until I was three. When I turned four, we went to live in Georgia and I had everything there, friends, a good school with nice teachers…I was happy."

Elena let herself smile a bit at the nice memories, and Damon couldn't help but not stare at her and say how adorable and beautiful she was when she smiled.

"The trouble started when I was eight years old. My brother, as I told you last time, was killed, shot in a mysterious way. My dad found him dead in the forest and my mom saw the body even though my dad tried to kept her from seeing it. She became traumatized from that day on. We left Georgia and went to live in Arizona, hoping to start a new life. However, then I slowly started to realize that my mother was running from something-from someone. She never told me exactly what it was, but then I keep dreaming of the night that I found myself in Aunt Jenna's house. My dad was nowhere to be seen and my mom was crying hard, and she showered me with kisses. She gave me her necklace, the necklace I'm wearing now, and promised me that Jenna will explain everything when she's gone."

Elena tried not to cry but was failing greatly. "I never got an answer why she left me there. However, Jenna kept her word…She told me that I am a doppelganger of someone and that I have special gifts. She said that many people will come for my powers and try to hurt me or kill me. She was right."

"What special gifts?" Damon asked, looking at Elena with compassion.

"I don't even know. I mean, I'm nothing special. However I do blackout sometimes and feel like I am in a séance. It happened with you too, but I can't control my body or my actions when it happens."

"That night when Jenna told me what I was, I remember I heard a loud impact on the door. Before I could even breathe, Jenna lead me through a door she had showed me to use in case of emergency. She told me that a lady will be waiting for me to help me and explain to me everything that is going on. I had quickly remembered that a few days ago I had heard Jenna talking with a lady about me, so before I could even say goodbye I was led out of the door. I heard screaming afterwards and don't know what happened to Jenna, however I later find out that she was still alive."

"So where did you go then?"

"I ran without knowing where I'm going. However, Jenna was right-There was a lady waiting for me. She told me not to worry because I am safe and they will explain everything later. She told me to keep my head down in the car and I obeyed, afraid of what I was going to find. Then in a minute our car crashed upside down and I remember that the next morning I found myself in a bedroom, tied to a chair, and a strange man was grinning at me widely. He kept saying things about how much they desired my powers and how much they want me dead because I could destroy everyone. He kept telling me that he will be the one that receive the prize after he delivered me to him."

Before Damon could ask anything, Elena was crying already. "I spent an entire month there, Damon. And he was mean and a monster. He was more than human…And I couldn't do anything against it. When he was drunk he became worse. After a month I escaped and I managed to find the orphanage Jenna had asked me to go into. From there, I learnt that witches exist, but I wasn't a witch. I was a human doppelganger that could end all species."

"Species?"

"Monsters. Demons," Elena explained, her eyes wide. "I wasn't ready for that. Then again we were attacked and I was discovered yet again. Each time it got worse. I spent five years trying to learn more about me, escaping and learning not to trust anyone. When you found me, I had just left a supposed to be orphanage. I was thirteen when I arrived there, Damon. I soon started to realize that I needed safety. So I knocked on the first orphanage I found…and begged for food and shelter. And then I found out it wasn't really an orphanage…they were waiting for me. It was all planned. I spent almost a year trying to get out of there. The bruises I got were all from there." Elena ran her fingers on the faded bruises. "They were abusive. They hated me and loved seeing me in pain…All for something I didn't even know about. For something I couldn't even control. Sometimes the pain was too strong that I begged them to kill me and deliver me to the person that wanted me. I was tired of running."

Damon couldn't stand it anymore. He let himself care; he was feeling horrible for even threatening the girl. He grabbed her and pulled her closer to his side, stroking her hair in a soothing manner as she cried. She had gone through so much…

"I-I was ready to d-die," she whimpered, "I wasn't even going to try and escape again. I ended up by trying to take my own life multiple times. But I just couldn't. Every stab I stabbed through myself wasn't enough to kill me. However I gained courage again when one of the men in the 'orphanage' came home drunk. He tried to…force me to kiss him. I knew what was coming when he refused to get off me. Without a second thought, I shoved this necklace in his face…It was an instinct. His face was burnt in a mere second, leaving me time to escape."

"I ran like hell until I came to Mystic Falls. Apparently the people you saved me from were going to deliver me to him soon. What I never understood was why they always kept me with them instead of delivering me to him right away. And what I can't remember is what happened exactly the night my mom dropped me off at Jenna. Where my father is, and where she is. Jenna was alive, they told me that if I co-operated she would live. However they told me that if I took a step towards her house ever again, they had compelled her to kill herself."

"Compelled?" Damon asked, he prayed that this story had nothing to do with vampires.

"They can control minds."

"Elena, what are these monsters like…?" He asked her carefully, fearing her answer.

She bit her lip.

"These things shouldn't exist," She told him simply.

"I want you to tell me."

"I don't know. I never got to see their true face, but I imagine them as bloodsucking demons…vampires."

For once Damon was speechless. This girl had been running from his kind, and she was the doppelganger of his ex-girlfriend. She was connected to him more than he was willing to accept. He couldn't tell her his secret, no. She would run from him like a crazy person, and in a weird way he didn't want to lose her. He wanted to know more about her, maybe even help her. After all, she was innocent.

"You don't believe me," Elena stated.

"I think the world is a mysterious place, Elena," Damon said quietly, that was the best answer he could offer at that moment. "Everyone has a past and a secret. I'm sorry that you had to go through all that…especially in a young age."

"Thank you," Elena smiled honestly.

"There is always hope, Elena," Damon shook his head. "However if vampires do exist and they want your power, then you have to make sure that you know who you are dealing with. You must know your powers."

"Jenna had the information I needed," Elena replied quietly. "But obviously I cannot go now."

She sighed and leant back on the bed. "I'm so scared."

"You don't have to be," Damon replied, trying not to be too sympathetic but comforting at the same time. "Here no one can touch you."

She bit her lip. She still didn't want to be there…she was a prisoner there, after all. As if he could read her thoughts, Damon said, "You have shelter and food here and all I ask in return is your obedience. I think it is a good deal, isn't it? You said it yourself that it was hard to survive without food."

"I don't trust anyone, Damon," Elena said sternly. "They took that away from me. Everytime I allowed myself to trust someone it ended up badly…really, really badly."

"I am not asking you to trust me," Damon replied. "I just want you here."

"For your pleasure," Elena barked, "There is no other reason of you keeping me here except for your pleasure!"

Damon let out a devilish grin. "Maybe you're right," His finger trailed her carotid artery. "Maybe you are here for my pleasure."

"In that case, you have the wrong person! You can't keep me here forever."

"Wanna bet?" Damon's cocky voice returned, and Elena was taken aback by his arrogance. She reached out to slap him again, however he caught her wrist in a hurtful grip.

"You're not getting any food or water until you behave yourself," He said simply and he left the room, locking the door behind him.

It was six pm again and Elena was getting thirsty and hungry. However, when Damon had unlocked the door to let her out, she refused to eat or drink anything. She remained in her room, frozen as a statue.

"Are you planning on starving yourself to death?"

"Maybe…"

"Well, I can't have that happen," Damon flashed in front of her with a meal he made Andie cook. "Eat. Or I'll make you."

"I am not hungry."

"I can hear your stomach contract in hunger, Elena," Damon hissed. "Now. You're going to eat, or I am going to force it down your throat."

After the almost forced meal, Elena settled in for a nap. She didn't want to talk to Damon or having anything to do with him. However, when she opened her eyes she found it was about eleven. She made her way out of the room to go into the bathroom, however curiosity took over her as she heard sounds coming from one of the bedrooms. Her blood froze in her veins as she saw the sight.

Andie was wearing just her undergarments and Damon was on top of her, and he was kissing her roughly. Then, Elena's eyes widened in fear when Andie let out a bloodcurdling scream as Damon sank his face in her neck. Damon's head snapped around when he sensed that they were being watched, exposing his true face to Elena.

Elena let out a scream and she turned on her heels, running like hell.

What do you think? I hope that you liked Elena's story. As it says on the genres, it is a Mystery story so there is a lot more, after all Elena doesn't remember everything that happened that night.

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