My Hero Chapter 4
Dear Diary,
Sorry I haven't written much. I've been too busy with Stefan, and no, not in that way. Lately, he has changed and it's not good. Ever since Damon and I locked him up in that tomb he's been more violet and angry. He's still drinking human blood. I thought that time locked away in the cell would do him some good but apparently did the complete opposite. He has been hurting me in more ways then one and one night it got so bad that he threw me against the wall.
But luckily, Damon saved me. Who would have thought that I would be saying that. He gave me some of his blood to make the pain easier for me to bear then we went to a hotel where we spent the night. I'm still confused by this whole ordeal. Stefan was supposed to be better after staying away from human blood but it just made him worse then ever before. I feel so helpless, nothing being able to help him is killing me, but then again I probably don't want to be around him right now.
My relationship with Damon has drastically changed. He's not the same guy who came to destroy Mystic Falls and who was filled with pain over Katherine. He's starting to show a different side of him that I have never seen before. He's starting to feel and show emotion. He claims that he doesn't care about his brother but I can see that he does. Whether he likes to admit or not, Damon has feelings for his brother and me.
Damon is here, probably to make sure I'm still alive. I'll try to write more if I can.
Elena closed her diary and faced Damon who was in her room. She put her diary under her pillow and watched as Damon smirked. "That's where you hide your diary where you write everything in? That's such a pathetic hiding spot."
Elena glared. "Well, where else do you suggest I hide it?"
Damon detached himself from the wall and walked over to her pillow, grabbing her diary and pushing a picture frame back. He set the diary neatly in there and shut it. "There, now that's a little not-to-obvious spot."
Elena sighed. "What are you doing here? Checking to see if I made it through the night?"
Damon smirked. "You give me too much credit Elena. I came here because we are going to Italy."
Elena's mouth nearly hit the floor. "We're what?"
"Yep."
Elena stood there, flabbergasted. "I can't go Italy Damon!"
"Aw C'mon Elena. Don't you want to get away from Stefan?"
Elena looked down at the ground. She wanted to get away from him but she didn't want to leave Jenna and Jeremy. "I can't Damon. Jenna and Jeremy will be worried and I'm sure Jenna won't let me go Italy with you."
Damon gave her his classic smile. "I took care of everything. You don't have to worry about anything."
Elena groaned. "Don't tell me you compelled them! Damon-"
"You can thank me later. Now, no time to waste. The plane leaves in two hours."
Damon went to go grab a suitcase when Elena put her arm firmly on his shoulder. "Damon, I am not going to Italy!"
"Oh?" Damon questioned, reaching into his pocket and pulled out a plane ticket. "Well, according to this you are."
Elena grabbed the plane ticket and threw it to the floor. "I don't want to go to Italy! Now get out!"
Damon laughed as Elena attempted to push him out of the door. "Elena, you need to get away from your life for awhile. Maybe a week or two?"
Elena growled. She was backed up into a corner with no way out. She might as well go if it means to get Damon to leave her alone. "Fine." she said through gritted teeth. "I'll go."
Damon reached down and picked up the discarded ticket. "Well, we better get going."
Elena nodded reluctantly as she went to her closet to grab her stuff. She opened the door to find the closet nearly empty. Elena turned to Damon who was holding a black suitcase. "You're already to go."
Elena said nothing as she grabbed her suitcase and bolted out the door with Damon at her heels. After they loaded up the car, they drove off towards the airport.
Elena leaned her head back into the leather and looked at Damon who was driving. "Can I go say goodbye to my friends?"
Damon rolled his eyes as he turned a corner. "We're not going to live in Italy. We're just going there for a few days."
Elena nodded, lost in thought. She didn't know how she should feel about going on this trip with Damon. She was glad that she was going to get away from Stefan but she worried about her other friends. She hoped they would stay safe. She also hoped that she lived this trip with Damon. Who knows what he'll do?
Damon pulled up into the parking lot and cut the engine. He got out of the car and shyly walked over to Elena's door and opened it for her. "After you ma'am."
Elena rolled her eyes and got out, grabbing her suitcase from the truck and dropping it on the ground with a thud. Damon grabbed his luggage from the car and locked it. "We have time to kill before the plane leaves. What do you want to do?"
"Leave." Elena said, earning a disapproving look from Damon.
"Elena, these tickets cost alot of money. I may be the richest person but I still care about where I'm throwing my money at."
Elena sighed. "Fine. How about we go shopping?" She smiled at the end. If Damon was going to make her miserable, then she might as well do the same.
Damon laughed as they walked through the automatic door. "Nice try. We don't have time to buy every store here."
Elena playfully smacked his shoulders. "I wasn't going to buy the store! I'm not that rich like some people. I was just going to look."
"Yeah, sure you were." Elena sharply glared at him.
"I was too!"
Damon shook his head, walking towards the counter to get their gate number. "You are such a child Elena."
Elena crossed her arms and Stuck her tongue out at him. Damon, being the mature one, did the same thing. "I suggest you keep that in your mouth if you want to keep it."
Elena laughed. "You too."
They came up to the counter and got their gate number then went to go sit down in the chair. Elena pulled her phone out to find six missed calls and four text messages. "Who was it?"
Elena lifted her phone up to show Damon. Damon groaned. "What does bunny eater want?"
Elena skimmed over the text messages and handed her phone to Damon. "He said that he is really sorry for what he did."
Damon rolled his eyes at the messages. "Yep, he also threatened that he is going to kill me if I'm spotted with you."
Elena sunk into the black seat, her eyes wide. "What am I doing?"
Damon put his arm around Elena's body, holding her close to him. "Relax, he can't find us now that we're going to be in Italy."
Elena nodded, still not reassured. "I hope you are right."
They sat there in silence until their gate number was called. "That's us." Damon said, picking his bag up and slinging it over his shoulder.
Elena picked up hers and together they walked towards where everyone was boarding the plane. Damon gave the woman his passport and they boarded the plane. "Are you sure that this is a good idea?" asked Elena as they maneuvered around the flock of people to get to their seats.
Damon nodded, sitting down in his seat. "For the last time, you are not going to regret this."
Elena nodded, laying back in her seat as she slipped off to sleep. A long plane ride is ahead of them.
A/N: I hoped you liked it! Please review! Btw, how long does it take to get to Italy from ATL?
Wednesday, July 7, 2010
Damon Gets Even
Damon Gets Even
Summary: "Damon doesn't get mad, he just gets even." Stefan told that to Elena in episode 6 and it couldn't be truer. Watch as Damon gets even with everyone that pisses him off. Starting with BP!
Chapter 1
Damon yawned as he woke up, the morning rays burned in his eyes. He slowly got out of bed and slipped on his usual clothing: black pants, black shirt, black shoes, and leather jacket. He bypassed Stefan in the library as he opened the front door to start his hunting. He was just a foot out the door when the ground suddenly came up and smacked him in the face. He growled as he stood up and his eyes widened when he saw the lawn. Oil covered every inch of the house and grass. Clear, green grass was now dripping in large amounts of oil. Drops of oil would drip off of the house and land in Damon's sleek black hair. "What the heck?" Damon stood in a stupor for a few minutes before storming back into the house, tracking oil in along with him.
He approached Stefan and pointed to the front door. "Did you know that there is oil all over the ground now?"
Stefan looked up in surprise and put down his book. "What?"
"Yeah, and I just slipped in it!" Damon angrily turned away from Stefan and started to walk away when Stefan's compressed laughter stopped him. "What's so funny?"
"I see what you mean about the oil. You have some on your butt."
Damon's eyes literally turned red as he marched up the stairs. "I'm going to find out who is responsible for this!"
Stefan raised an eyebrow. "You mean you don't know? The BP sprung a leak in the water a couple months ago that started leaking oil."
Damon appeared infront of Stefan with a sneer on his face. "So this BP did this to us?"
"Well, technically a hurricane is responsible for this but yeah, this is the BP's fault for not getting the oil cleaned up."
Damon nodded. "Ok got it. The BP will be taken care of."
Stefan could see that evil glint in Damon's eyes. He knew he was going to do something bad. "Just try not to expose us when you're ripping out their throats."
Damon smirked. "Oh brother, did you really think that I'm that inhumane? I'm going to snap their necks and then throw their bodies into the oil so they can rot."
Stefan shook his head. "I think the best place to find the BP would to be in Louisiana."
Damon nodded as he zipped out the front door, careful not to slip on any oil.
The normally fresh salty air was replaced by an overwhelming stench of oil. Waves of water would drag hundreds of thousands gallons of oil to the shore. Oil decorated the beaches with little spots and the water was highly toxic. Damon plugged his nose with his hands. The smell was almost too much for him. He began walking quickly down the sidewalk, trying to avoid any oil as possible. He didn't want a repeat of this morning.
He grinned as he saw a man standing on the oil-covered beach, staring out into the ocean; a worrisome look on his face. Maybe he knew something about the BP. "Excuse me." Damon walked up to the man that was now facing him, face frozen with shock. He wore a white hat with a buttoned down white shirt and blue pants. Damon quirked an eyebrow at the man's strange expression. "Do you know where BP is?"
The man quickly snapped out of his stupor and stammered for an answer. "I-I think they're on the beach."
Damon nodded, turning around and walking towards the beach when the man's voice stopped him. "You can't be real."
Damon turned around slowly and gave him a questioning look. "I'm as real as I'll ever be."
"But-but vampires don't exist."
Damon was in his face in a minute, shooting daggers at the man's face. "How do you know that?"
"Because I play you on my TV show."
Damon stared at him like he lost his mind. "Who are you?"
"I'm Ian-Ian Somerhalder."
"Well Ian Somerhalder, it was a pleasure to meet you but I have to go. Can't hang out with crazies all day I have things to do. Like, get revenge on the BP for this oil spill they caused! Their fluids is dripping off of my house now!"
Ian shook his head. "That's not all they've done. The sealift is suffering because of them. The turtles are dying."
Damon scoffed. "Who cares? The only thing that matters is that I get my revenge."
Ian raised his eyebrow. "And how are you planning on doing that?"
"Easy, kill them."
Ian gasped in horror, terror sweeping into his oceanic eyes. "You can't do that! They have to clean up their mess!"
"Like I care. Besides, they're not even doing a good job so why continue to deal with them any longer?"
"Because we can't kill them. They are people!"
"And I'm not, so I don't care!" Damon glared at Ian one last time before vanishing into thin air.
A BP worker wiped his brow and walked over to the side of a building where he would be hidden from view. A group of people followed him, wearing gloves and other things to protect them from the harmful fumes of the oil. The BP worker grinned at all of the people standing there. "What lie are we going to dish out tomorrow about the oil spill?"
"You're not going to dish anything out!" an angry voice said.
The BP looked around confused. "Who said that?"
"I did you ignorant buffoon!" Damon appeared from the shadows, looking deadly. "You're going to pay for what you did! My house is ruined!"
"Listen sir, I don't know what you are-" Damon smirked as the satisfying snap of the neck was heard. The rest of the workers screamed as they tried to run but Damon was too fast for them. Their necks were like twigs in his hands, so fragile and weak.
He laughed evilly as he walked back to the boarding house, a satisfying look on his face. "Let that be a message to those people behind this."
Stefan looked up from his book to see Damon enter, a smirk suffusing his face. Stefan shook his head, knowing that his brother must have done something bad. "What did you do?"
Damon turned to his little brother. "I told you that I took care of it."
"Damon-" Stefan started to say but was cut off.
"Stefan, I took care of them. Or atleast the people who work for them. Now they know that they have to hurry and get this cleaned up."
Stefan watched his brother walk upstairs with a whistle in his voice and heard the bedroom door shut.
Damon grinned as he got his list out and crossed out BP. "They've been on my hit list for the longest time. Now for the next thing worse then BP, Edward Cullen. He's annoyed me the worse. He's like a shiny version of Stefan, except he's gay and has depression issues."
A/N: LOL oh god Edward! I feel bad for him. Haha. How was it? Good? Bad? Review!
Summary: "Damon doesn't get mad, he just gets even." Stefan told that to Elena in episode 6 and it couldn't be truer. Watch as Damon gets even with everyone that pisses him off. Starting with BP!
Chapter 1
Damon yawned as he woke up, the morning rays burned in his eyes. He slowly got out of bed and slipped on his usual clothing: black pants, black shirt, black shoes, and leather jacket. He bypassed Stefan in the library as he opened the front door to start his hunting. He was just a foot out the door when the ground suddenly came up and smacked him in the face. He growled as he stood up and his eyes widened when he saw the lawn. Oil covered every inch of the house and grass. Clear, green grass was now dripping in large amounts of oil. Drops of oil would drip off of the house and land in Damon's sleek black hair. "What the heck?" Damon stood in a stupor for a few minutes before storming back into the house, tracking oil in along with him.
He approached Stefan and pointed to the front door. "Did you know that there is oil all over the ground now?"
Stefan looked up in surprise and put down his book. "What?"
"Yeah, and I just slipped in it!" Damon angrily turned away from Stefan and started to walk away when Stefan's compressed laughter stopped him. "What's so funny?"
"I see what you mean about the oil. You have some on your butt."
Damon's eyes literally turned red as he marched up the stairs. "I'm going to find out who is responsible for this!"
Stefan raised an eyebrow. "You mean you don't know? The BP sprung a leak in the water a couple months ago that started leaking oil."
Damon appeared infront of Stefan with a sneer on his face. "So this BP did this to us?"
"Well, technically a hurricane is responsible for this but yeah, this is the BP's fault for not getting the oil cleaned up."
Damon nodded. "Ok got it. The BP will be taken care of."
Stefan could see that evil glint in Damon's eyes. He knew he was going to do something bad. "Just try not to expose us when you're ripping out their throats."
Damon smirked. "Oh brother, did you really think that I'm that inhumane? I'm going to snap their necks and then throw their bodies into the oil so they can rot."
Stefan shook his head. "I think the best place to find the BP would to be in Louisiana."
Damon nodded as he zipped out the front door, careful not to slip on any oil.
The normally fresh salty air was replaced by an overwhelming stench of oil. Waves of water would drag hundreds of thousands gallons of oil to the shore. Oil decorated the beaches with little spots and the water was highly toxic. Damon plugged his nose with his hands. The smell was almost too much for him. He began walking quickly down the sidewalk, trying to avoid any oil as possible. He didn't want a repeat of this morning.
He grinned as he saw a man standing on the oil-covered beach, staring out into the ocean; a worrisome look on his face. Maybe he knew something about the BP. "Excuse me." Damon walked up to the man that was now facing him, face frozen with shock. He wore a white hat with a buttoned down white shirt and blue pants. Damon quirked an eyebrow at the man's strange expression. "Do you know where BP is?"
The man quickly snapped out of his stupor and stammered for an answer. "I-I think they're on the beach."
Damon nodded, turning around and walking towards the beach when the man's voice stopped him. "You can't be real."
Damon turned around slowly and gave him a questioning look. "I'm as real as I'll ever be."
"But-but vampires don't exist."
Damon was in his face in a minute, shooting daggers at the man's face. "How do you know that?"
"Because I play you on my TV show."
Damon stared at him like he lost his mind. "Who are you?"
"I'm Ian-Ian Somerhalder."
"Well Ian Somerhalder, it was a pleasure to meet you but I have to go. Can't hang out with crazies all day I have things to do. Like, get revenge on the BP for this oil spill they caused! Their fluids is dripping off of my house now!"
Ian shook his head. "That's not all they've done. The sealift is suffering because of them. The turtles are dying."
Damon scoffed. "Who cares? The only thing that matters is that I get my revenge."
Ian raised his eyebrow. "And how are you planning on doing that?"
"Easy, kill them."
Ian gasped in horror, terror sweeping into his oceanic eyes. "You can't do that! They have to clean up their mess!"
"Like I care. Besides, they're not even doing a good job so why continue to deal with them any longer?"
"Because we can't kill them. They are people!"
"And I'm not, so I don't care!" Damon glared at Ian one last time before vanishing into thin air.
A BP worker wiped his brow and walked over to the side of a building where he would be hidden from view. A group of people followed him, wearing gloves and other things to protect them from the harmful fumes of the oil. The BP worker grinned at all of the people standing there. "What lie are we going to dish out tomorrow about the oil spill?"
"You're not going to dish anything out!" an angry voice said.
The BP looked around confused. "Who said that?"
"I did you ignorant buffoon!" Damon appeared from the shadows, looking deadly. "You're going to pay for what you did! My house is ruined!"
"Listen sir, I don't know what you are-" Damon smirked as the satisfying snap of the neck was heard. The rest of the workers screamed as they tried to run but Damon was too fast for them. Their necks were like twigs in his hands, so fragile and weak.
He laughed evilly as he walked back to the boarding house, a satisfying look on his face. "Let that be a message to those people behind this."
Stefan looked up from his book to see Damon enter, a smirk suffusing his face. Stefan shook his head, knowing that his brother must have done something bad. "What did you do?"
Damon turned to his little brother. "I told you that I took care of it."
"Damon-" Stefan started to say but was cut off.
"Stefan, I took care of them. Or atleast the people who work for them. Now they know that they have to hurry and get this cleaned up."
Stefan watched his brother walk upstairs with a whistle in his voice and heard the bedroom door shut.
Damon grinned as he got his list out and crossed out BP. "They've been on my hit list for the longest time. Now for the next thing worse then BP, Edward Cullen. He's annoyed me the worse. He's like a shiny version of Stefan, except he's gay and has depression issues."
A/N: LOL oh god Edward! I feel bad for him. Haha. How was it? Good? Bad? Review!
One Dark, One Light
One Dark, One Light
Summary: Katherine is the ruler of Mystic Falls and Damon and Stefan are her slaves. One day, she captures a young girl but this girl isn't what she appears to be.
Chapter 1
A bright carmine robe followed Katherine down the cerise carpeted stairs and into the lily-white door. She flung it open and stepped onto the refreshing porcelain floor, feeling the dazzling effects of the showing rain of sparkles from the golden chandeliers that hung above the throne room. She walked up the glassy stairs, her high heels clicking against the fine constructed marble. The guards bowed respectfully as she eased herself into the chair, fixing her eyes on the servant standing infront of her. "Yes?" she spoke smooth and firm with authority.
"Your highness, we found another human hiding from us. She appears to have been alone." He thrust the woman infront of Katherine.
The girl shook from fear as Katherine stared her down, her swirling chocolate eyes were mixing with fear and anger. Her clothes looked about middle class. A pink shirt and blue jeans plus a pair of black converse. Katherine's face slowly turned upward in a sly smile. "Very intriguing girl. Why, she almost looks like me!" Katherine leaned closer to the girl's face, smelling the fear that had completely taken over her body. "Tell me, what's your name?"
The girl swallowed the lump collecting in her throat. "Elena." she whispered timidly.
Katherine smiled to herself. "Elena." The word seemed to roll off her tongue like water. "A young, pretty girl such as yourself may be of use to us." Her eyes glowed with electricity as she concocted up plans. "The men around here just get so tired during the day. They need some nighttime entertainment. Do you think you'll be up for that?"
Elena looked around nervously. "What do you want me to do?"
"Just put on a show for them in the showroom. Dance around a pole and do what other sluts would do. I think you would make a fine little whore."
Elena looked at Katherine with complete loath and disgust. "What makes you think that I would do anything for you? My parents are dead because of you!"
Katherine sighed as she snapped her fingers and another guard walked in, dragging a teenage boy with him. His clothes were dirty and filled with disturbed soil. Elena's eyes widened when she realized who it was. "Jeremy!" she exclaimed.
Jeremy raised his weary head up to face his sister's distraught face. "Elena." he croaked out, fighting to his weariness to speak.
Katherine laughed enjoyably, clearly enjoying watching brother and sister struggle. "You either do as you are told, or I'll kill your brother. Your choice."
Angry tears washed down Elena's as she reluctantly nodded. "You monster." she sputtered out, giving Katherine the death glare.
"Take her to her quarters!" Katherine bellowed, enjoying the power she had over everyone.
Elena could only watch as the guard pulled her away from her brother, separating them once again. "Elena!" Jeremy yelled as he tried to fight the guards but was too weak for their combined strength.
"Jeremy!" Elena yelled as the door slammed shut in her face. The guard pulled her along, walking along the red carpeted floor. Numerous doors passed by them as they continued down the narrow hallway. Elena could feel tears sliding down her already wet face but she didn't bother wiping them off.
They suddenly came to an abrupt halt infront of a clear white door. "This is where you will live for now on. You have ten minutes until you begin your job here.
Elena nodded, opening the door and going inside. Her eyes widened as she marveled the place. The floor looked like it was made of ice and a queen-sized bed laid quietly in the corner. A window hung above the bed with little curtains flapping as it was hit by the wind. Elena walked up to the dresser, looking at herself in the oval-sized mirror. "Wow." she breathed, her eyes not believing what was right infront of her.
"You have five minutes." The guard said hastily.
Elena ignored him and went over to the bed, running her fingers across the milk-like surface. She couldn't believe that she was actually going to have this room. As much as she detested being here and being separated from her brother, the room was a major plus.
"Time's up." Elena was once again dragged by the guard as they went down the main hallway and into a room. Elena's eyes moved from one side to another, taking in the big stage and the endless rows of chairs that seemed to stretch on for miles. She slowly stepped onto the chrisom red carpet and walked towards the brightly lit stage. "This is where you will entertain." The guard broke Elena away from her thoughts and she quickly faced him. "You will be doing dances, singing, or hanging onto a pole until everyone is satisfied. Do you understand?"
Elena nodded and bowed respectfully. "Yes sir, I do understand."
He nodded. "Good, you have one hour until you go on."
The door slammed in Elena's face as the guard walked away.
Elena sighed as she went back to her room and shut the door. Once she was sure she was alone, she broke down crying. She couldn't believe that this was happening. She and her brothers were prisoners in this castle and unless they obeyed Katherine's order's they would die. Katherine. Just the name alone made Elena's skin crawl with revulsion. Katherine was worse then the devil himself. She had the power to make anyone do whatever she wanted and people who went against her were killed. If only there was someway she could kill her.
Elena wiped the remaining tears from her face and walked out of her room. It was almost showtime, and she wanted to make a good impression. She opened the door to the theater room and and walked in, looking around at all the people gathered there to see her. "This one better be good." mumbled a obtuse guy as Elena walked down the aisle and got up on stage. She took a microphone in her hand and stared out into the sea of people sitting there, watching her with impatient eyes.
"Hi, my name is Elena. I'm going to be doing a dance for you tonight." A soft melody started playing and Elena set her mic back on the stand. Softly, she swayed her body from side to side while making hand motions with her hands. She twirled around on her heels as the song increased in pitch and she let her voice sing along to the soft humming of the melody. The song ended with Elena doing a high jump into the air, spinning, and landing gracefully on her feet. The crowd exploded into uproarious applause, some whistling and cheering for more. Elena stared in shock at the crowd before taking a bow and exiting the auditorium. Just as she closed the door behind her, she turned around to head back to her room only to bump into somebody. "Oh, I'm so sorry!" apologized Elena as she stared into the face of this nameless stranger she ran into. Pale cheeks, set jawline, and green oak leaves eyes covered this man's face, not to mention the upturned lips as he stared at her.
"No, it's my fault."
Elena stared at him for a minute before regaining her voice. "No it's totally my fault. Were you just going in there?"
The man shook his head. "No, I just came out. I saw your performance. You were really something."
Elena blushed a little at the compliment. "Why, thank you...."
"Stefan."
Elena laughed. "Ok, thank you Stefan. Mine's Elena."
Stefan smiled. "Elena huh? Well, I hope I see more of you soon. My brother also enjoyed your performance as well."
Elena smiled. "Well, tell him I said thanks. Now, I really must be getting back to my room. It was nice meeting you Stefan."
Stefan watched her go with a big smile on his face. "It was nice meeting you too Elena!"
A/N: This is going to be different from my other stories. First of all, Katherine is not a vampire but Damon and Stefan are. Second, Elena's friends aren't going to be in this story. It's just going to be Katherine, Elena, Damon, Stefan, Jeremy, and maybe some other people too. I haven't really decided yet. I hope you enjoyed this chapter and please review!! Thanks for reading! :D
Summary: Katherine is the ruler of Mystic Falls and Damon and Stefan are her slaves. One day, she captures a young girl but this girl isn't what she appears to be.
Chapter 1
A bright carmine robe followed Katherine down the cerise carpeted stairs and into the lily-white door. She flung it open and stepped onto the refreshing porcelain floor, feeling the dazzling effects of the showing rain of sparkles from the golden chandeliers that hung above the throne room. She walked up the glassy stairs, her high heels clicking against the fine constructed marble. The guards bowed respectfully as she eased herself into the chair, fixing her eyes on the servant standing infront of her. "Yes?" she spoke smooth and firm with authority.
"Your highness, we found another human hiding from us. She appears to have been alone." He thrust the woman infront of Katherine.
The girl shook from fear as Katherine stared her down, her swirling chocolate eyes were mixing with fear and anger. Her clothes looked about middle class. A pink shirt and blue jeans plus a pair of black converse. Katherine's face slowly turned upward in a sly smile. "Very intriguing girl. Why, she almost looks like me!" Katherine leaned closer to the girl's face, smelling the fear that had completely taken over her body. "Tell me, what's your name?"
The girl swallowed the lump collecting in her throat. "Elena." she whispered timidly.
Katherine smiled to herself. "Elena." The word seemed to roll off her tongue like water. "A young, pretty girl such as yourself may be of use to us." Her eyes glowed with electricity as she concocted up plans. "The men around here just get so tired during the day. They need some nighttime entertainment. Do you think you'll be up for that?"
Elena looked around nervously. "What do you want me to do?"
"Just put on a show for them in the showroom. Dance around a pole and do what other sluts would do. I think you would make a fine little whore."
Elena looked at Katherine with complete loath and disgust. "What makes you think that I would do anything for you? My parents are dead because of you!"
Katherine sighed as she snapped her fingers and another guard walked in, dragging a teenage boy with him. His clothes were dirty and filled with disturbed soil. Elena's eyes widened when she realized who it was. "Jeremy!" she exclaimed.
Jeremy raised his weary head up to face his sister's distraught face. "Elena." he croaked out, fighting to his weariness to speak.
Katherine laughed enjoyably, clearly enjoying watching brother and sister struggle. "You either do as you are told, or I'll kill your brother. Your choice."
Angry tears washed down Elena's as she reluctantly nodded. "You monster." she sputtered out, giving Katherine the death glare.
"Take her to her quarters!" Katherine bellowed, enjoying the power she had over everyone.
Elena could only watch as the guard pulled her away from her brother, separating them once again. "Elena!" Jeremy yelled as he tried to fight the guards but was too weak for their combined strength.
"Jeremy!" Elena yelled as the door slammed shut in her face. The guard pulled her along, walking along the red carpeted floor. Numerous doors passed by them as they continued down the narrow hallway. Elena could feel tears sliding down her already wet face but she didn't bother wiping them off.
They suddenly came to an abrupt halt infront of a clear white door. "This is where you will live for now on. You have ten minutes until you begin your job here.
Elena nodded, opening the door and going inside. Her eyes widened as she marveled the place. The floor looked like it was made of ice and a queen-sized bed laid quietly in the corner. A window hung above the bed with little curtains flapping as it was hit by the wind. Elena walked up to the dresser, looking at herself in the oval-sized mirror. "Wow." she breathed, her eyes not believing what was right infront of her.
"You have five minutes." The guard said hastily.
Elena ignored him and went over to the bed, running her fingers across the milk-like surface. She couldn't believe that she was actually going to have this room. As much as she detested being here and being separated from her brother, the room was a major plus.
"Time's up." Elena was once again dragged by the guard as they went down the main hallway and into a room. Elena's eyes moved from one side to another, taking in the big stage and the endless rows of chairs that seemed to stretch on for miles. She slowly stepped onto the chrisom red carpet and walked towards the brightly lit stage. "This is where you will entertain." The guard broke Elena away from her thoughts and she quickly faced him. "You will be doing dances, singing, or hanging onto a pole until everyone is satisfied. Do you understand?"
Elena nodded and bowed respectfully. "Yes sir, I do understand."
He nodded. "Good, you have one hour until you go on."
The door slammed in Elena's face as the guard walked away.
Elena sighed as she went back to her room and shut the door. Once she was sure she was alone, she broke down crying. She couldn't believe that this was happening. She and her brothers were prisoners in this castle and unless they obeyed Katherine's order's they would die. Katherine. Just the name alone made Elena's skin crawl with revulsion. Katherine was worse then the devil himself. She had the power to make anyone do whatever she wanted and people who went against her were killed. If only there was someway she could kill her.
Elena wiped the remaining tears from her face and walked out of her room. It was almost showtime, and she wanted to make a good impression. She opened the door to the theater room and and walked in, looking around at all the people gathered there to see her. "This one better be good." mumbled a obtuse guy as Elena walked down the aisle and got up on stage. She took a microphone in her hand and stared out into the sea of people sitting there, watching her with impatient eyes.
"Hi, my name is Elena. I'm going to be doing a dance for you tonight." A soft melody started playing and Elena set her mic back on the stand. Softly, she swayed her body from side to side while making hand motions with her hands. She twirled around on her heels as the song increased in pitch and she let her voice sing along to the soft humming of the melody. The song ended with Elena doing a high jump into the air, spinning, and landing gracefully on her feet. The crowd exploded into uproarious applause, some whistling and cheering for more. Elena stared in shock at the crowd before taking a bow and exiting the auditorium. Just as she closed the door behind her, she turned around to head back to her room only to bump into somebody. "Oh, I'm so sorry!" apologized Elena as she stared into the face of this nameless stranger she ran into. Pale cheeks, set jawline, and green oak leaves eyes covered this man's face, not to mention the upturned lips as he stared at her.
"No, it's my fault."
Elena stared at him for a minute before regaining her voice. "No it's totally my fault. Were you just going in there?"
The man shook his head. "No, I just came out. I saw your performance. You were really something."
Elena blushed a little at the compliment. "Why, thank you...."
"Stefan."
Elena laughed. "Ok, thank you Stefan. Mine's Elena."
Stefan smiled. "Elena huh? Well, I hope I see more of you soon. My brother also enjoyed your performance as well."
Elena smiled. "Well, tell him I said thanks. Now, I really must be getting back to my room. It was nice meeting you Stefan."
Stefan watched her go with a big smile on his face. "It was nice meeting you too Elena!"
A/N: This is going to be different from my other stories. First of all, Katherine is not a vampire but Damon and Stefan are. Second, Elena's friends aren't going to be in this story. It's just going to be Katherine, Elena, Damon, Stefan, Jeremy, and maybe some other people too. I haven't really decided yet. I hope you enjoyed this chapter and please review!! Thanks for reading! :D
Vampire Diaries Cast Meet Their Characters Chapter 12
Vampire Diaries Meet Their Characters Chapter 12
Damon wandered around the complex, feeling lost and uncertain. They brushed up against him like an annoying cat that just wouldn't go away. He didn't know why, but he felt attracted to Nina. He couldn't explain what it was that drew him to her. Maybe it's because she looks like Elena and Katherine? He didn't know. Besides, she was with Ian, or atleast she was before he died. Now she had no one.
He felt torn between the three, not knowing which one to choose. Elena was with Stefan, Katherine didn't care about him, and Nina loved Ian but he was dead. "This Is so frustrating."
The door to the boarding house opened and Stefan walked in, back from dropping the cast off at the set. He cast a look at Damon. "How was it between you and Nina?"
Damon shrugged. "It went fine."
Stefan could tell that there was something else that he wasn't telling him. "Damon, what happened?"
Damon glared at Stefan. "Nothing, ok? Nothing happened. We just talked and that was it!"
Damon went over to the bar and poured himself a drink. He didn't want his brother questioning him, he just wanted to be left alone with his thoughts. Stefan watched his brother from the bar. He knew that something happened between them because as he was coming back to the boarding house he saw Nina running down the sidewalk, looking upset. He had tried to stop her but she snapped at him and continued on her way.
Damon set his empty glass down harder then he meant to and trudged upstairs, intending to stay as far away from Stefan as possible. Stefan heard the bedroom door slam and went to go sit on the couch. He pulled out a book and started to read.
A hard knock on the door caused Stefan to look up from his book. He got up and answered it, surprise evident in his face when he saw Nina standing there. "Nina, what are you doing here?"
"I came here to see Damon. Is he here?"
Stefan opened the door wider and motioned her to come inside. "Damon is upstairs right now. I think it's best if you wait for him."
Nina looked at Stefan with pitiful eyes. "I didn't mean to do what I did to Damon. He hates me."
Stefan slid onto the couch and rubbed Nina's back comforting. "Hey, it's ok. What exactly happened between you two?"
Stefan sat in silence as Nina explained everything to him. He sighed. "My brother is very upset and crippled right now because of Katherine. He's really unstable right now."
Nina nodded, staring at the hard floor of the boarding house. "This is my fault. I made him like this."
Stefan looked at her confused. "What do you mean?"
"I told him that we weren't meant for each other after we kissed. I knew that Damon felt something between us and that's why I had to push him away. To keep him away from me."
"Why would you want to keep him away from you?"
Nina sighed. "Because I love him too."
Stefan stared at her in shock. "You're what?"
Nina sniffed back tears as she tried to control herself. "Yes, I'm in love with him. But I also love Ian too. He's really sweet and cares alot about me. Even though he's gone I still feel like I shouldn't be with anyone else."
Stefan sighed. "I'm sorry. I know that it is hard choosing between two people." His mind flashed back to Katherine, and how that nearly ripped him and his brother apart.
"I know." replied Nina sullenly. "I know how hard it was for you."
Stefan offered her a sad smile. "I'm sure it will get better."
Nina nodded. "Me too."
The opening of a door was heard followed by footsteps coming down the stairs. Damon appeared at the bottom, looking directly at Nina. "I see you are back."
Stefan quickly stood up. "I have to go check on Elena and make sure that she is safe."
Nina and Damon both stared at each other as the front door clicked shut. "Listen Damon-"
"Save your excuses. I know what you are going to say so don't bother saying it."
Nina glared sternly at Damon. "Listen Damon, I just wanted to say that-that-"
"I said save it!" Damon interrupted, glaring daggers at Nina. "I don't need you to feel sorry about hurting my feelings! I've been through it before and I don't care anymore!"
Nina stood up and walked towards Damon. "Damon, I'm so sorry." She put wrapped her arms around Damon and hugged him.
Damon reluctantly returned the hug, not in the mood for any human contact right now. They broke apart and looked into each other's eyes. Damon stared at her coldly. "Aren't you cheating on your dead boyfriend?"
Nina looked at him in exasperation. "Ian and I aren't even together! I have feelings for him but he has a girlfriend!"
Damon's face seemed to brighten a little at the news, but he still remained skeptical. "Since he has a girlfriend, what were you going to do?"
"Maybe wait for him or find someone else. His girlfriend is very controlling of him."
Damon nodded. "I know what it's like to have someone that is controlling."
"You mean Katherine?"
Damon nodded. "Yes. She's the most controlling and selfish person you will ever meet."
Nina smiled. "I know exactly how she is. I play her and Elena on the show."
Damon laughed lightly. "I sure hope you're doing it right."
"As right as I'll ever be doing."
Nina looked down at her watch. "Oh snap, I need to be at the set in a few minutes to do the next scene." She grabbed her bag and dashed for the door. "See you later Damon!"
Damon watched as she left, a bad feeling settling in the pit of his stomach.
A/N: So sorry for the long wait! I had major writer's block on this chapter! I hoped you liked it. Please review!
Damon wandered around the complex, feeling lost and uncertain. They brushed up against him like an annoying cat that just wouldn't go away. He didn't know why, but he felt attracted to Nina. He couldn't explain what it was that drew him to her. Maybe it's because she looks like Elena and Katherine? He didn't know. Besides, she was with Ian, or atleast she was before he died. Now she had no one.
He felt torn between the three, not knowing which one to choose. Elena was with Stefan, Katherine didn't care about him, and Nina loved Ian but he was dead. "This Is so frustrating."
The door to the boarding house opened and Stefan walked in, back from dropping the cast off at the set. He cast a look at Damon. "How was it between you and Nina?"
Damon shrugged. "It went fine."
Stefan could tell that there was something else that he wasn't telling him. "Damon, what happened?"
Damon glared at Stefan. "Nothing, ok? Nothing happened. We just talked and that was it!"
Damon went over to the bar and poured himself a drink. He didn't want his brother questioning him, he just wanted to be left alone with his thoughts. Stefan watched his brother from the bar. He knew that something happened between them because as he was coming back to the boarding house he saw Nina running down the sidewalk, looking upset. He had tried to stop her but she snapped at him and continued on her way.
Damon set his empty glass down harder then he meant to and trudged upstairs, intending to stay as far away from Stefan as possible. Stefan heard the bedroom door slam and went to go sit on the couch. He pulled out a book and started to read.
A hard knock on the door caused Stefan to look up from his book. He got up and answered it, surprise evident in his face when he saw Nina standing there. "Nina, what are you doing here?"
"I came here to see Damon. Is he here?"
Stefan opened the door wider and motioned her to come inside. "Damon is upstairs right now. I think it's best if you wait for him."
Nina looked at Stefan with pitiful eyes. "I didn't mean to do what I did to Damon. He hates me."
Stefan slid onto the couch and rubbed Nina's back comforting. "Hey, it's ok. What exactly happened between you two?"
Stefan sat in silence as Nina explained everything to him. He sighed. "My brother is very upset and crippled right now because of Katherine. He's really unstable right now."
Nina nodded, staring at the hard floor of the boarding house. "This is my fault. I made him like this."
Stefan looked at her confused. "What do you mean?"
"I told him that we weren't meant for each other after we kissed. I knew that Damon felt something between us and that's why I had to push him away. To keep him away from me."
"Why would you want to keep him away from you?"
Nina sighed. "Because I love him too."
Stefan stared at her in shock. "You're what?"
Nina sniffed back tears as she tried to control herself. "Yes, I'm in love with him. But I also love Ian too. He's really sweet and cares alot about me. Even though he's gone I still feel like I shouldn't be with anyone else."
Stefan sighed. "I'm sorry. I know that it is hard choosing between two people." His mind flashed back to Katherine, and how that nearly ripped him and his brother apart.
"I know." replied Nina sullenly. "I know how hard it was for you."
Stefan offered her a sad smile. "I'm sure it will get better."
Nina nodded. "Me too."
The opening of a door was heard followed by footsteps coming down the stairs. Damon appeared at the bottom, looking directly at Nina. "I see you are back."
Stefan quickly stood up. "I have to go check on Elena and make sure that she is safe."
Nina and Damon both stared at each other as the front door clicked shut. "Listen Damon-"
"Save your excuses. I know what you are going to say so don't bother saying it."
Nina glared sternly at Damon. "Listen Damon, I just wanted to say that-that-"
"I said save it!" Damon interrupted, glaring daggers at Nina. "I don't need you to feel sorry about hurting my feelings! I've been through it before and I don't care anymore!"
Nina stood up and walked towards Damon. "Damon, I'm so sorry." She put wrapped her arms around Damon and hugged him.
Damon reluctantly returned the hug, not in the mood for any human contact right now. They broke apart and looked into each other's eyes. Damon stared at her coldly. "Aren't you cheating on your dead boyfriend?"
Nina looked at him in exasperation. "Ian and I aren't even together! I have feelings for him but he has a girlfriend!"
Damon's face seemed to brighten a little at the news, but he still remained skeptical. "Since he has a girlfriend, what were you going to do?"
"Maybe wait for him or find someone else. His girlfriend is very controlling of him."
Damon nodded. "I know what it's like to have someone that is controlling."
"You mean Katherine?"
Damon nodded. "Yes. She's the most controlling and selfish person you will ever meet."
Nina smiled. "I know exactly how she is. I play her and Elena on the show."
Damon laughed lightly. "I sure hope you're doing it right."
"As right as I'll ever be doing."
Nina looked down at her watch. "Oh snap, I need to be at the set in a few minutes to do the next scene." She grabbed her bag and dashed for the door. "See you later Damon!"
Damon watched as she left, a bad feeling settling in the pit of his stomach.
A/N: So sorry for the long wait! I had major writer's block on this chapter! I hoped you liked it. Please review!
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