Season 3 yay! Personally season 3 is my favorite season because we all get to see how manipulative and selfish Elena really is. I apologize for any major Elena fans, but I'm just not really much of a fan of how she play's Damon and Stefan.

So there shall be slight Elena bashing just fair warning to any major Elena fans. I apologize in advance for all of those.

Alright so last season we saw Abby turn into a vampire. Now these first few chapters are going to focus on her and how she is handling her vampirism. Warning: mentions of suicide and attempting suicide.

You have been warned.

Disclaimer: All I own is Abby.

I didn't like it. I didn't like this at all. I hated it on the run with Klaus, although Stefan was with us I still felt alone. It was odd actually Klaus didn't take me with him and Stefan a lot, and I was pretty much left in the hotel or cars. The only time I actually got in on what they were doing was right now actually.

The whole summer we've been looking for this werewolf named Ray, or something or maybe it was Ryan. I don't know. He wanted me to stay on the outside door in case one of them tried to run. So there I stood with Stefan. He wouldn't admit it, but I knew he missed home. I did too. I missed it more than anything in the world right now.

Then I heard it, the sound of raging breathes as they came closer to the door that Stefan and I were at. I could hear the heart pumping blood through her veins. Another thing; Klaus wouldn't let me feed unless it was from the vein. A majority of the time I was able to ignore it, but it had been days since I had last fed. I guess that he thought that if he starved me that I would give into his little ripper demand. It was hard though, maybe that was the reason I was never allowed to leave the hotel slash car.

Needless to say the human smelled really good right now.

Suddenly the door opened to reveal an olive toned girl, who looked like she had just saw the devil. She saw Klaus so I guess it wasn't that much of a stretch.

"He's in Tally, it's near the border, at a bar just off of highway 41," the woman begged tears streaming down her face. Klaus didn't say anything, but I could see the smirk growing on his face.

"Thank you love," he said. I hated his stupid nicknames for people. "Now," he turned back to the other girl pulling her blond hair away from her neck. "Came my friend and girlfriend come in?" Another thing this guy had this fantasy that I was his 'love' or 'sweetheart'. It was sick.

The woman nodded frantically, "Yes."

Stefan and I walked through the door staying very silent. Klaus took the blond girl and tossed her towards me.

"Kill this one quickly," then he pointed to the other girl, "Make sure that one suffers. Come Stefan, let's leave this girl to her meal." I could only look at him with wide eyes. I looked pleadingly at Stefan, but he just had a pained look on his face before he followed Klaus out of the door.

"Please don't please," the blond pleaded with me.

"I'm sorry," came my only reply before I could feel my face changing. I sank my teeth into her neck, and then the rest of my senses faded from me. The only thing I could think of was the blood rushing into my mouth and down my throat. Their screams echoed all around me, but I couldn't find myself to care. All I needed was the blood.

Stop it Abigail I lifted my head from the olive toned girls neck and looked around. I gasped loudly staring at the man in front of me. It was Elijah. He had a pained expression on my face as he walked closer to me. I couldn't move, and I didn't as he stepped so close to me that our chests were nearly touching. His hands came up to my cheeks and the caressed them lightly. Fight it Abby, I know you can. I was about to say something when the screen door banged open. A very angry Klaus came back into the room with a look on his face that I couldn't read. I looked back, but Elijah was gone.

"Finish up love, we need to get going," I just nodded my head and turned my attention back to the girls.

I then proceeded to kill my first victims. Ever.

I walked back out of the house trying to wipe the blood off of my mouth furiously. Tears threatened to fall, but I tried to keep them in. Everything was just so overwhelming with my first kills. Then there was Elijah, I actually saw Elijah.

"Stefan why don't you run ahead and get someone to eat, I need to talk to my little doppelgänger right here," Klaus said as I approached the car. Stefan looked conflicted, but he ran along just like Klaus had told him to do. I walked over to the side of the car where Klaus was and waited for him to speak. "Are you okay love?"

Okay, I was not expecting that question.

"Why would you care," I snapped giving up and taking the bottom of my shirt to wipe the blood away. Thank god I was wearing a tank top underneath my shirt. I went to walk away, but his arm snaked out and grabbed mine pulling me back so that he was pinning me to the car. "What do you want Klaus?"

"I wanted to make sure that you were okay, I know that this was your first kills," he said, much to my surprise, kind of gently to me. I hid my shock by looking away from him though.

"I'm fine, they were just humans right?" I asked looking back up at his blue eyes again. He smirked and looked over me before taking his hand and wiping a spot of blood away from my wrists. He took his wrist and held it over my mouth. "What are you doing?"

"Go on, love, this is just a small experiment," I didn't have a choice as he pushed his wrist into my mouth. I nearly gagged at first until his blood started running down my throat. It was the most amazing thing I've ever tasted. I probably wouldn't have stopped unless he took his wrist forcefully from me. For a few moments I didn't feel anything; no remorse, no pain, no sorrow. Just beautiful nothingness, and then it just stopped. All of my emotions slammed back into me with a force that I could barely stand anymore. I looked back up at Klaus for a moment and he just smirked at me.

I was about to ask what he had done to me, but he practically shoved me in the car. And that concluded another day in the wonderful world of Klaus land.

xXx

"I look like a slut," I complained to Stefan as I tugged at the jean skirt I was currently wearing. It went well with my dark black shirt and the sleeves rested on my arms instead of my shoulders. I hated it already.

"I think you look rather delicious, love," Klaus said from the other side of the room. I glared at him as the last of my hair was curled. Stefan shook his head and gave me a look that said 'I'm sorry, but I couldn't stop him'.

"Remind me again why I'm the werewolf bait?" I said slipping into my shoes.

"No man can resist the powerful allure of a woman, especially one that looks like you," Klaus smirked eyeing me up and down. Guess who did the shopping for my 'bait' clothing, yep that bastard with the blue eyes. "Remember now Stefan is going to compel all the people in the bar, and you find out where the pack is." I just rolled my eyes.

I felt even more embarrassed as I walked into the bar and almost everyman started to stare at me with a hungry look in all of their eyes. Thankfully as Stefan compelled them to not remember any of what was about to happen he also compelled them not to look at me. I knew there was something worth saving in that guy.

I sat down on the stool next to the guy I heard a few other people call Ray. I played innocent for a few moments when the bartender wouldn't give me a drink. Southern hospitality worked though because Ray bought me a drink.

"Thanks," I said smiling and taking a swig of the beer he gave me. He smiled and eyed me up and down with a hungry expression on his face. I felt naked though and highly disgusted at the way he was looking at me. One part of me wanted to run away and hide, the human side of me, and the other wanted to rip his throat out for looking at me like that. Definitely the vampire side of me right now. "So a werewolf walks into the bar…" I trialed off and he sighed.

"Vampire," he said looking at me, but his eyes never lost that stupid hungry gaze. I hated this man already.

"Eh, I take what I can get right?" He nodded his head and he clanked his beer bottle against mine. "So what is a werewolf doing all alone in a bar? And why didn't you single me out, aren't you supposed to hate vampires?"

He just shrugged. "Just waiting to meet up with the rest of my pack for the full moon, and I only single and kill the ugly vampires." I pretended to look flustered at this when in reality I wanted to just rip his head right off of his shoulders which was actually highly tempting right now.

"Didn't anyone ever tell you that it's rude to hit on other peoples mates?" I don't think that I would ever be happier to see Klaus then right now.

"I'm still not your mate," I growled chucking the beer down my throat.

Klaus looked at me with a smirk on his face. "Doesn't mean I can't try love." I rolled my eyes and went over to the dart board. I fiddled with the chains that Stefan had put there contemplating if Stefan would let me have a go at our dear friend Ray. I didn't really bother listening to Stefan, Klaus, and Ray talking. I did, however hear my name mentioned one or two times though. They were trying the good guys act, but it didn't take long until Stefan dragged Ray over to the dark board and tied him up. He then proceeded to throw darts covered in wolfsbane at him over and over again.

Ray tried not to cry out, but I knew that he was hurting. I sighed and walked over to Stefan holding out my hand.

"What?" He asked eyeing me confusedly.

"Give me a dart," I demanded emphasizing my held out hand a little more.

"Why do you want a dart?" He handed me one.

I took the dart and 'accidentally' hit him in a spot no man should be hit. He howled in pain and I only grimaced. "Sorry Ray, but you should know that I have a horrible shot," I said walking over to him ripping it hard out of the wound making him scream. "Don't ever look at me like that again, got it?" He nodded his head furiously. I walked back to Stefan satisfied and handed him the dart. Stefan looked shocked, and pained at what I had just done. I ignored it though and walked over to the bar where Klaus was and got another drink.

"Remind me not to get on your bad side love," he smirked at me.

"Oh Nikki," he frowned, "You already are." Then a woman came and said that she saw Damon at the house we were in back in Tennessee. Damon was following us? This was news to me.

Was I going to be saved?

xXx

I can't believe that Stefan got to leave, but I wasn't allowed to. Now that seemed highly unfair to me. Klaus mostly took over torturing Ray, but he let me get a few last dart shots in. I think that I was actually improving slightly.

While Klaus was talking to Ray I just sat at the bar, until I felt another presence sit next to me. I thought it was Klaus, and I was fully prepared to yell at him. Then I actually saw who was there.

Elijah.

He put his hand on my cheek and his fingers played over my lips. Don't let him change you I heard his voice call out, but his lips didn't actually move. He leaned in and placed a small kiss on my cheek, but just like that he disappeared. In his place was the devil himself, Klaus.

"I think you've had enough to drink there love," Klaus said taking my drink from my hand. I pouted as he took away my fifth or sixth beer from me. Not fair, if I was going to be stuck with him for ten years then I deserved to drink. Okay I wasn't drunk really, more like a little tipsy. "Don't give me that pout love, that may work on my brother but not me." I scowled at the mention of Elijah.

How could I see him? He's dead. I know he was.

"Go away Nikki," I spat resting my dizzy head on the bar.

"You know love I think you should reconsider that little nickname," he growled leaning in closer to me his eyes pouring into mine.

I just shook my head. "Nah I think it fits, but if you don't like that one maybe I can come up with another. What do you think of Fido?" he glared at me. "No, um Marley, no, what about Old Yeller? You know I can come up with a lot of dog names you know. I did use to work at a dog pound."

"If you want to keep your tongue then I suggest that you just call me Klaus, love," he growled angrily. I knew that I was pushing his buttons, but I didn't care. I was beyond caring right now.

"Go ahead, I'm a vampire remember. I can just grow another one," I actually didn't know if I could do that, but judging by the way that Klaus scowled at me I could tell that I was right. Ha Abby: 1, Nikki: 0. He walked away like a child back over to Ray. I jumped up though when he started feeding Ray his blood.

I could barely stay still at the scent of his blood. Ever since he fed it to me I couldn't get the taste out of my mind. It was weird though. Back at the house the smell of his blood was good, but it hadn't been this good. He talked with Stefan, and Stefan kept up his usual act of pretending not to care.

At the end though Stefan stormed out of the bar leaving me with just Klaus. Reality was slowing starting to fall down on me.

I was an awful sister.

All those things that I said to her before I left, and now I was forgetting that today was her birthday. I followed Stefan's example and went out of the back of the bar so that I was alone in an alleyway. I couldn't take it anymore; everything was piling and piling up.

I punched a brick wall so hard that it a few bricks came loose. I couldn't stop hitting and hitting the walls. I needed to let it all go.

I could feel my resolve crumbling as I slid down the wall and onto the ground fresh tears falling from my eyes. I couldn't take it anymore. How did I ever believe that I could make it as a vampire? Look at all of the things I had done. I killed two innocent girls, I had been feeding off of humans all summer, I tortured Ray (even though he kind of deserved slight hurt), and now I was neglecting my family. I took my phone out (Klaus got me a new one) and dialed the familiar number. I waited and waited praying that she would pick up.

"You've reached Elena-," I snapped my phone shut and threw it against the wall. I could hear it shatter, but I couldn't bring myself to care. I just couldn't, was Klaus right though? Was it easier not to care? To just turn everything off. I would do it, after everything that's happened. I wanted to do it, but I couldn't.

I promised Elijah that I wouldn't, and I wasn't going to break that promise just because of his ass of a brother and my annoying siblings. I could feel it though, the urge to just stop everything and run away. Elijah was dead, and knowing Klaus he wasn't going to be undaggered anytime soon. What was the point of going through this torture just to be disappointed in the end? Without even thinking I could feel my hand going up to the daylight ring that Elijah gave me. I took it off and just stared at it for a few moments.

A small shining object caught my eye. I looked over confused and looking inside the ring. Elijah had it engraved.

Aeternum Latin for Forever. Tears burned down my face as I stared at the engraving. Forever was a long time, and I don't know if I wanted that. I remember when I was younger how I would sit by the fire with Uncle John while he would read me stories from the old Gilbert journals. That's sort of where I got my obsession from. He was technically the first person who told me about the supernatural, the next being Dad. I remember telling him what Uncle John told me and Dad just laughed and told me more stories. Those were the two that I was really close with. Elena and Jeremy were always close with Mom and Aunt Jenna.

From somewhere else I could hear a door opening, but I couldn't bring myself to look up to see who it was. The ring was taken out of my hand and roughly shoved back onto my middle finger. I gave a small yelp at the roughness and looked up to see Klaus's bright blue eyes staring back at me.

"What?" I snapped slash yelled at him.

"What were you going to do with that?" he growled and I could've sworn that I saw his eyes go golden amber.

"Why does it matter to you?" I argued back sinking even lower into the ground. I heard him sigh before I felt myself being picked up. Then I was lowered back into the ground only this time his arms were wrapped around me. I tried to shrug him off, but his grip only tightened every time that I tried. Eventually I just gave up and let him hold me.

"I knew your doppelgänger Elizabeth about five hundred years ago," where was he going with this? "Girl had spunk and was always looking for a new adventure. In ways she was a lot like you. When she came with her sister to England I saw the connection that she made with my brother. I'll admit I was a little jealous at first, but she was so easy to manipulate. Just like dear Katerina she craved the attention that two brother's gave her."

"Where is this story going exactly?" I asked.

"Be patient love," he said, "Anyway I took advantage of her and used her against my own brother just to get to her sister. I'll never admit it though, but over the weeks that I spent with Elizabeth were the best of my life. I actually grew to care for her, but in the end I was the one that snapped her neck." I could feel his grip on me tightening.

"I'm not her," I whispered lightly.

"I know, come on let's get you to the car," I tried to make a move to get up, but he only held me tighter to him. I just sighed and leaned my head on his shoulder feeling drowsiness start to take over my body. I could feel my body shutting down.

I looked over his shoulder and almost cried at the sight.

Elijah was staring at our retreating figure with a small tear gliding down his face.

And before I could say anything his figure disappeared.

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