Final Chapter: I do not own any of The Vampire Diaries characters. Any story-lines which are drawn to be similar are owned completely par TVD trademark and novels. So here it is, a bit of a surprise in the end, I think.
Chapter 6: Voices...creeping...noises. Elena sat up, clutching her head and felt a wet cloth sitting across her forehead. She pressed her hand against it; a strange sickening feeling clamoring in her stomach. She moved her hand over the narrow lit she was lying on. Where am I? She thought, as she struggled to sit up, the pain throbbing in a slow fashion at the back of her head. Her eyes swam into focus and she saw a pretty blonde speculating her closely. Elena almost screamed of terror that she couldn't remember a thing as her dark hair spun loose around her. Shaking her head, realization started to dawn on her. Last night's traumatic events came pouring back. She remembered the two vampires breaking through Stefan's window, one sticking him with vervain, unfairly weakening the opponent. She remembered the other vampire grab her and take her back. She remembered seeing Katherine...or at least who must have been Katherine before she fainted. She also remembered the vampire she had seen a week il y a at the Salvatore Boarding House. The blue-eyed brunette one. Elena put her head down, not wanting to see whoever had to keep her captive. She got up, but a stabbing pain caught in her stomach, forcing her to collapse on the bed. A tear trickled from her eye.
"Why?" she sounded out loud. "Why me? Why Stefan? And where is Damon...he's not taken too, is he?" Diana bit her lip, knowing that Elena was disorientated and perhaps wasn't necessarily directing the question to her. But she still felt obliged to answer it. It was the least she could do.
"Katherine has several businesses, toi could say, that she needs to clear up with the Salvatores. And toi seem to be an important pawn in the mapping of how things go. And actually Damon has been invited here. He's arriving in an hour," Diana a dit stiffly, running a hand through her hair. She watched the tears come out of Elena in a flow and she watched her break into a fit of sobs. It seemed like years until Elena had wept herself out. Strands of her hair stuck to the moisture on her face and Diana felt sympathy for the girl. Diana, herself, didn't particularly like Katherine too much. But as far as she could see, it was better to side with her rather than be her enemy. Elena raised her head, finally, when she heard new footsteps enter the room. Katherine turned to Diana and gave her a curt nod, before turning to face Elena.
"Elena...Elena Gilbert," Katherine said, pulling her up to her feet. Elena almost collapsed on Katherine, but caught her balance, par clutching on the bedpost. "So the rumors are true then. How we look exactly alike." Elena managed to squint her eyes at Katherine, the expression passing for a glare.
"It's never a pleasure," Elena whispered, tears coming down again. "Please, just leave me alone."
"Well, see, that COULD have been an option, but you've created far too many problems for me to ignore. Having one Salvatore on each arm is bad enough. But stealing them both from me... oh that's a whole new arrangement. Stefan's easy to deal with, though. So are you. But Damon...well he's lucky. He gets away with it. toi can thank my lovely sister Adelaide for that." Another girl walked into the room, followed par the dark-haired devil who had struck Stefan with vervain.
"You!" hissed Elena, pointing an accusing finger at him. Skandar gave her an innocent look, a smile pulling at the corner of his lips. Adelaide turned to her with an apologetic look, and Elena guessed that this was Katherine's famous sister. Damon a dit she was harmless, but the fierce look she had in her eyes seemed to say something else. Elena's shoulders sagged as she sat on the lit again, a headache starting to kick in. Katherine turned to her, her eyes ready to kill. But Adelaide grabbed hold of Katherine's arm.
"You are about to do something that toi will never be able to alter, Katherine. Wait a little before going straight to kill her." Before another word could be said, Stefan rushed into the room, the vervain seemed to have come off and Elena began to wonder if she had been unconscious for longer than she had believed and that she had not been captured last night. Stefan dived fiercely at Adelaide who moved slightly out of the way to dodge his blistering attack. He kept diving for her and Katherine watched deeply amused as her sister skillfully dodged the offensive attack.
"Stop!" Stefan yelled his eyes bloodshot. "Stop Adelaide! I'm not trying to kill you." Adelaide did a double-take and realized her mistake as she saw Stefan dive for her. So he had lied, big surprise, but she was cornered par the mur and the bed. In theory she was going to die, but she dug into her pockets of her sweater. But before she could pray to god that she had her stake somewhere, she saw a stake go straight through Stefan. Adelaide's eyes widened as the younger Salvatore crumbled to the ground...a mere corpse. Skandar stood triumphant over his kill and also proud that he had beaten Katherine to it.
"Well there Kat," he grinned. "It's harder for you...I know. Good thing toi hired me." Diana sighed coming over to him and leaning her blonde head on his shoulder. He kissed the haut, retour au début of the golden crown and smiled. Katherine glared at him for a second, but a malicious smile took its place.
"Ah well, all done," she a dit and in a split-second grabbed Elena par her throat. Elena struggled in the grasp, trying to stop herself. When Adelaide seized Katherine, yanking her away. The two sister's eyes met and the truth reached Katherine. Adelaide was trying to save Elena because Damon was in l’amour with her. And she couldn't see the man she had been in l’amour with for plus than a century distraught. Katherine closed her eyes, not wanting to do what she had to. She grabbed the stake out of her pocket and with a shaking hand moved it toward Adelaide. It was happening far too slow for Adelaide, who swiftly ripped the stake from Katherine's hands, but stopped before stabbing Katherine. Katherine screamed all of a sudden. It was an inhuman, insane cry.
"I should have known, Adelaide. I should have bloody well known. About toi and your stupidity. About that l’amour toi have for Damon Salvatore. But toi can't kill me. No one can!" she screeched, her hand reaching Adelaide's cheek as she slapped it. Adelaide, felt the tears coming, but she quickly wiped them off. Before her suivant action, Damon burst into the room, a stake in his hand. He dived for Katherine driving it through her. And that was it. Katherine was dead. Her body collapsed suivant to Stefan's and Adelaide sighed of both relief and despair. Skandar and Diana immediately left the scene; Skandar quickly telling Adelaide he was done here. Adelaide nodded her thanks and turned to Damon who was staring at his brother's corpse. Elena lay on the bed, still weeping. What she had been doing ever since she woke up, practically. Damon turned to face Adelaide and he looked at her. She put out her small hand and he took it. This was good-bye forever, there were no words he could put about how much he was going to miss her. But he knew; both he and Elena were better off without her. Adelaide had her own world to explore; she was a vampire after all and an extremely powerful one at that. He brought her hand up to his lips and kissed. One tear trickled down her cheek and he wiped it off, putting his wetted finger to his lips in a silent kiss. Then he reached down and gathered his darling dark princess in his arms...Elena. He walked out with her, never once looking back at the l’amour he was leaving back. The guilt would lay on him forever...the death of Stefan, never seeing Adelaide again, the fact that he was deeply in l’amour with Elena. Adelaide watched him go, though. She had barely anything to regret, but all she could feel was sorrow and guilt. She had nowhere to go, no one to l’amour ou see. Several hours past before she left the room...the house...Mystic Falls. And that was for good. She knew that the town didn't want her and she had no intentions of returning.
Chapter 6: Voices...creeping...noises. Elena sat up, clutching her head and felt a wet cloth sitting across her forehead. She pressed her hand against it; a strange sickening feeling clamoring in her stomach. She moved her hand over the narrow lit she was lying on. Where am I? She thought, as she struggled to sit up, the pain throbbing in a slow fashion at the back of her head. Her eyes swam into focus and she saw a pretty blonde speculating her closely. Elena almost screamed of terror that she couldn't remember a thing as her dark hair spun loose around her. Shaking her head, realization started to dawn on her. Last night's traumatic events came pouring back. She remembered the two vampires breaking through Stefan's window, one sticking him with vervain, unfairly weakening the opponent. She remembered the other vampire grab her and take her back. She remembered seeing Katherine...or at least who must have been Katherine before she fainted. She also remembered the vampire she had seen a week il y a at the Salvatore Boarding House. The blue-eyed brunette one. Elena put her head down, not wanting to see whoever had to keep her captive. She got up, but a stabbing pain caught in her stomach, forcing her to collapse on the bed. A tear trickled from her eye.
"Why?" she sounded out loud. "Why me? Why Stefan? And where is Damon...he's not taken too, is he?" Diana bit her lip, knowing that Elena was disorientated and perhaps wasn't necessarily directing the question to her. But she still felt obliged to answer it. It was the least she could do.
"Katherine has several businesses, toi could say, that she needs to clear up with the Salvatores. And toi seem to be an important pawn in the mapping of how things go. And actually Damon has been invited here. He's arriving in an hour," Diana a dit stiffly, running a hand through her hair. She watched the tears come out of Elena in a flow and she watched her break into a fit of sobs. It seemed like years until Elena had wept herself out. Strands of her hair stuck to the moisture on her face and Diana felt sympathy for the girl. Diana, herself, didn't particularly like Katherine too much. But as far as she could see, it was better to side with her rather than be her enemy. Elena raised her head, finally, when she heard new footsteps enter the room. Katherine turned to Diana and gave her a curt nod, before turning to face Elena.
"Elena...Elena Gilbert," Katherine said, pulling her up to her feet. Elena almost collapsed on Katherine, but caught her balance, par clutching on the bedpost. "So the rumors are true then. How we look exactly alike." Elena managed to squint her eyes at Katherine, the expression passing for a glare.
"It's never a pleasure," Elena whispered, tears coming down again. "Please, just leave me alone."
"Well, see, that COULD have been an option, but you've created far too many problems for me to ignore. Having one Salvatore on each arm is bad enough. But stealing them both from me... oh that's a whole new arrangement. Stefan's easy to deal with, though. So are you. But Damon...well he's lucky. He gets away with it. toi can thank my lovely sister Adelaide for that." Another girl walked into the room, followed par the dark-haired devil who had struck Stefan with vervain.
"You!" hissed Elena, pointing an accusing finger at him. Skandar gave her an innocent look, a smile pulling at the corner of his lips. Adelaide turned to her with an apologetic look, and Elena guessed that this was Katherine's famous sister. Damon a dit she was harmless, but the fierce look she had in her eyes seemed to say something else. Elena's shoulders sagged as she sat on the lit again, a headache starting to kick in. Katherine turned to her, her eyes ready to kill. But Adelaide grabbed hold of Katherine's arm.
"You are about to do something that toi will never be able to alter, Katherine. Wait a little before going straight to kill her." Before another word could be said, Stefan rushed into the room, the vervain seemed to have come off and Elena began to wonder if she had been unconscious for longer than she had believed and that she had not been captured last night. Stefan dived fiercely at Adelaide who moved slightly out of the way to dodge his blistering attack. He kept diving for her and Katherine watched deeply amused as her sister skillfully dodged the offensive attack.
"Stop!" Stefan yelled his eyes bloodshot. "Stop Adelaide! I'm not trying to kill you." Adelaide did a double-take and realized her mistake as she saw Stefan dive for her. So he had lied, big surprise, but she was cornered par the mur and the bed. In theory she was going to die, but she dug into her pockets of her sweater. But before she could pray to god that she had her stake somewhere, she saw a stake go straight through Stefan. Adelaide's eyes widened as the younger Salvatore crumbled to the ground...a mere corpse. Skandar stood triumphant over his kill and also proud that he had beaten Katherine to it.
"Well there Kat," he grinned. "It's harder for you...I know. Good thing toi hired me." Diana sighed coming over to him and leaning her blonde head on his shoulder. He kissed the haut, retour au début of the golden crown and smiled. Katherine glared at him for a second, but a malicious smile took its place.
"Ah well, all done," she a dit and in a split-second grabbed Elena par her throat. Elena struggled in the grasp, trying to stop herself. When Adelaide seized Katherine, yanking her away. The two sister's eyes met and the truth reached Katherine. Adelaide was trying to save Elena because Damon was in l’amour with her. And she couldn't see the man she had been in l’amour with for plus than a century distraught. Katherine closed her eyes, not wanting to do what she had to. She grabbed the stake out of her pocket and with a shaking hand moved it toward Adelaide. It was happening far too slow for Adelaide, who swiftly ripped the stake from Katherine's hands, but stopped before stabbing Katherine. Katherine screamed all of a sudden. It was an inhuman, insane cry.
"I should have known, Adelaide. I should have bloody well known. About toi and your stupidity. About that l’amour toi have for Damon Salvatore. But toi can't kill me. No one can!" she screeched, her hand reaching Adelaide's cheek as she slapped it. Adelaide, felt the tears coming, but she quickly wiped them off. Before her suivant action, Damon burst into the room, a stake in his hand. He dived for Katherine driving it through her. And that was it. Katherine was dead. Her body collapsed suivant to Stefan's and Adelaide sighed of both relief and despair. Skandar and Diana immediately left the scene; Skandar quickly telling Adelaide he was done here. Adelaide nodded her thanks and turned to Damon who was staring at his brother's corpse. Elena lay on the bed, still weeping. What she had been doing ever since she woke up, practically. Damon turned to face Adelaide and he looked at her. She put out her small hand and he took it. This was good-bye forever, there were no words he could put about how much he was going to miss her. But he knew; both he and Elena were better off without her. Adelaide had her own world to explore; she was a vampire after all and an extremely powerful one at that. He brought her hand up to his lips and kissed. One tear trickled down her cheek and he wiped it off, putting his wetted finger to his lips in a silent kiss. Then he reached down and gathered his darling dark princess in his arms...Elena. He walked out with her, never once looking back at the l’amour he was leaving back. The guilt would lay on him forever...the death of Stefan, never seeing Adelaide again, the fact that he was deeply in l’amour with Elena. Adelaide watched him go, though. She had barely anything to regret, but all she could feel was sorrow and guilt. She had nowhere to go, no one to l’amour ou see. Several hours past before she left the room...the house...Mystic Falls. And that was for good. She knew that the town didn't want her and she had no intentions of returning.
