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Klaus

"Elena! Let me in! God damn it, Elena!" I scream pounding into the brick walls of the Salvatore's Boarding House.

Rage fills my entire body, gazing at my sweet bride-to-be laying still on the cold, hard wood floor of the Salvatore's guest room. The little Bitch thinks that by stabbing herself, she'll escape her fate? That's where she's wrong. I will have her. She will be mine, no matter the cost.

I stand there briefly thinking of my next move. I could force my way inside, however I presume my little doppelganger has the key to inviting me inside the threshold. Or, I could wait this out. Prolong the inevitable, have a little fun until she opens up to me. At that point in time, I will make her wish she was dead. Oh how I want to rip those Salvatore brothers to pieces for stealing my girl from me, but not before I fuck her senseless and raw in front of their own eyes. Yes, I want to show those boys who little Elena belongs to, now and for eternity.

A grin falls upon my face as I retreat back from the shattered window. I will be back for you, my sweet, innocent Princess of Darkness.

Damon

"She'll be alright in time," Stefan has the nerve to say calmly.

I know that he's trying to conceal the fact that Klaus had her in Captivity for months on end at this point and we still have no idea what had taken place. Had Klaus locked her up in a cellar draining her blood for all of this time? Had he been torturing her endlessly? What kind of sick games has that hybrid been playing all of this time? Why let her come back to school after all of these months? To prove a point? To hurt us? Of course his ridiculous mind ga-

Just then a large sound abrupted throughout the home, shaking the walls from within. I look to Stefan as he snaps up from the couch, no standing in a still stance. Are we under attack? Has Klaus sent for his hybrid pets? I make my way to my feet, slamming the glass of Bourbon on the side table of my chair. A moment passes before I had come to the conclusion. Elena.

As fast as the speed of light, I am now standing in the doorway of the guest room; in which Elena has entered not too long ago. The door, broken to pieces and laying scattered on the floor; nothing but the hinges hanging in its place. My brother standing stunned and speachless to the left, staring at the damage that has been done.

"Elena!" I yell, running through shards of glass to get to her unconscious body, lying on the floor. My finger moving to her delicate neck. Light pulse, but it's still there. "Oh, 'Lena what have you done?" I glance to the doorway but my brother is nowhere to be seen.

Fangs riping my flesh in my wrist apart, I glide it to her slightly open mouth, watching as she latches on and gulps what she can down. Her bright blue eyes open rather slightly as she stops. I know she must be exausted with what has all ran down in the past 24 hours. I slide both arms underneath her body and lift her to my chest; the shards of glass from her body clattering to the ground. I carry the brown haired woman up the flight of stairs and place her in the comfort of my bedroom, lying her on my large queen sized bed.

"I will never let anything else happen to you, 'Lena." I whisper, moving a lock of hair out of her eyes. "Sleep."

Stefan

My feet are carrying me outside of the Boarding house. In my mind, I know if theres an army of Hybrids they'd kill me on sight, but I don't care. Inside my poor Elena is hurt, and someone has been behind this monstrosity.

I make a few laps around the home, but there's no evidence of anything out of place. I finally make my way towards the shattered bedroom window and stare at the mess that has been made. I try to imagine what would've caused this, until I look on the ground below. There was a single wallet sized picture, of what looked like Elena lying on the ground, face up. I make my way down to pick it up between my fingers when I see writing on the back. A single word, Mine.

Elena

My pen glides across my notepad as I scribble a few more notes. Jeremy has stayed after for baseball practice and Jena had been off getting ready for her date. This had to have been the first time in a long time things were actually getting back to normal since mom and dad had died. For the first time, I actually felt relief. Matt will be here any minute to study for the history exam tomorrow and I haven't even pulled the book from my bag.

"Elena.." A deep voice calls.

Maybe Jeremy came home early? I slide the pen inside my page, so I dont loose it and quickly shove it underneath the pillow of my window seat. Glancing up, I could've sworn I saw a tall man staring through the window from across the street. I push the thought aside as I go to the top of the stairs.

"Jeremy? You home?" I shout down stairs. However, there is no response.

I pass it off as my imagination running wild and make my way back to my window seat to finish my excerpt. As I steal my journal back from hiding, my eyes just so happened to gaze out at the figure, now standing outside of my house.

"Elena, Love!" A single voice rings through my head. Though not a real voicen the tone sounds familiar as if I had heard it before. Quickly, and without thinking, my notebook falls to the ground with a Thud! I trail away from the window in a hurry, eyes never leaving the glass when I back hard into a wall-no, not a wall. Slowly I face the intruder, a tall man, short hair, and piercing blue eyes. Klaus.

"How did you...? How are you here?" I stutter backing in the opposite direction.

Before I could get a handful of steps in, his hand comes crushing around my wrist, making me flinch in pain, bringing me closer to his stone, cold body.

"I am an Origional Vampire, Love." He grins. "You're mine whether you accept it or not. A simple dream," he waves his opposite hand in the air, "Is not that hard to stumble into."

My heart skips a beat and I feel my legs getting weak. If I'm in a dream, that means I'm out of his physical reach. My brain starts to flood brief memories into my now awaken body. I'm still with the Salvatores. Fear creeps in on me as I realize what had happened.

"I...I...I swear I warned them not to do it. I even did what you asked, told them I didn't know who they were!" No matter how hard I tried to say their names, it had always came out unknown.

Klaus swipes the hair from my face, his hand resting on my check. "I know you did Princess." He whispers in my ear momentarily his head snaps back up in anger. "Hpwever, I came back for you, Love. Out of the kindness of my heart when those men took you from me. And what do you do?" His voice becoming louder, "You try to kill yourself, knowing I can't get to you?!" His hand reaches my face, slapping my like a dog.

"I'm sorry Klaus," I whisper. Tears are now streaming along my cheekbones. "I just thought-"

"You will wake up," His voice now sounding short tempered. "You will invite me into that fucking house!" His lips curving into a grin, as if he's testing my reaction to his upcoming words. "Or I will kill anyone and everyone you've ever laid eyes on."

My mind is racing as I jolt out of the bed. Sweat pouring down my face. As I throw my feet to the floor. I had no choice. Jeremy is at the house, not even a mile away. A tear drips down my face as I know what I have to do. There was no way I was risking Damon and Stefans safety again.

My feet carry me out of the Salvatores home as I stand in the driveway staring at the moonlight.

"Come and get me you son of a B-"

"Elena!" I hear one of the brothers shout. In a flash he is in front of me, hands resting on my shoulders. "What are you-"

A snap sounds throughout the night as Damon falls to the ground. His neck at an awkward angle and those blue eyes peircing into my soul.

"Hello, Love." His face angles to one side. "I specifically remember telling you to invite me in, did I not?"

His hand grabbing my neck, lifting my feet off the ground, I struggle to breathe. "I'm sorry." I spit out. "Don't hurt them. Please!" I grasp for breath. "Come in!"

A blur had passed until I realized he had carried me back inside. The force of him gripping my throat makes me feel like he's crushing my windpipe. Stefan, steps in front of us, about to lunge.

"I wouldn't do that brother-" Klaus' english voice rasps as he creates more pressure on my skin. I squeal in pain and writhe from his grasp, but it's only making it worse. "Sit in that chair, or I'll make sure she doesn't speak again." He growls.

Slowly Stefan makes his way to one of the arm chairs on the other side of the couch. Klaus, throwing me on the couch, he gives me the death glare as if I move and he'll do something I'll regret for the rest of my life. Klaus makes is way over to Stefan, looking him in the eyes, "Now be a good boy and sit there quietly and don't move." He compells.

Disappearing out the front door a moment, he drags Damons lifeless body inside and throws it on the floor next to Stefan. As soon as his body hit the ground, Klaus glances over at me with his evil expression and laughs.

"This is where the fun begins, Princess."