The Change

I poured the coffee into the mug slowly. I wasn't having the best of days. My sister was dead, well, in transition to becoming a vampire. My family was becoming weirder by the day. At first, I was the weird one. I was the witch. Then Stefan told us that Elena was a doppelganger, and then Jeremy started seeing ghosts, which resulted in him kissing his properly dead vampire ex-girlfriend, while he was with Bonnie, a witch.

Add that to the fact that two one-hundred-and-something year old vampires were pining over my sister, despite the two of them sleeping with our ancestor and one of them sleeping with our mom.

My best friend, Caroline, was a vampire and her boyfriend, Tyler was a hybrid (werewolf-vampire all in one). My adoptive father/uncle was also a vampire hunter-slash-doctor.

My sister wasn't the only one with a very weird, vampiric love-life. Apparently, Klaus the Hybrid 'fancied' me. I didn't believe him. He wanted me for my powers. But it seemed like a lot of effort to get someone's powers.

If someone had told me in sophmore year that this would be my life in two more years, I would have called them crazy. Most of my friends were vampires or hybrids or witches, like me. Except for Matt. He was as human as it gets.

I went up to Elena's room, sipping my mug of coffee. I heard them talking, I heard Elena talking. She was actually a vampire. As a witch, I was supposed to hate vampires. Bonnie did, kinda. But I couldn't. I liked Damon and Stefan, and Caroline was one of my best friends. Bonnie hated the species, not the people. Maybe hate was too strong a word...

I pushed open the door. Elena was awake. I smiled at her.

"You're awake," I said.

She looked anxious. "I'm in transition, Lucy!" she exclaimed, panicking. "No, no, no, no! This wasn't supposed to happen!"

"Maybe it doesn't have to," Stefan said. "I talked to Bonnie, she says she's stronger than ever, there might be something that she can do to help you."

"Last time I talked to her she said something about your spirit existing on both sides, and that she can drag your human spirit into your current form," I explained, not very well apparently, as Damon, Stefan and Elena were all looking at me with confused expressions.

"Lucy doesn't even know what she's talking about," he said. I rolled my eyes. Sometimes Damon was so frustrating! "No, the only thing that's going to help is for you to feed and complete the transition."

"We have all day before she has to feed, Damon," Stefan said. "That's a day to exhaust every possible way out of this."

"There is no way out of it. We all know the drill. You feed or you die. There is no door number three," Damon replied.

"There might be," I said. "I'm not ready to give up and let my sister become a vampire. We're going to fix this. We have to find a way."

While we were arguing, Elena had started to cry. "I was ready to die. I was supposed to die. I don't – I don't want to be – I can't be a vampire! If there's something that Bonnie can do we have to try."

"We will," Stefan answered. "We'll try everything."

I nodded in agreement.

Damon scoffed and rolled his eyes. "Your choice, Elena. As always."

Damon got up and left. Dick. I looked at Elena, who still had tears streaming down her face. I jumped into the bed with her. Stefan gave me a small smile before following Damon. I wrapped my arms around my younger twin. We hadn't done this in ages.

"I'm becoming a vampire, Lucy," she sobbed. "I don't want this."

"That's why we're going to find a way out of this," Lucy answered. "Bonnie's more powerful than ever, and I'll help her."

"Will you hate me? If I become a vampire?" she said. "Will Jeremy? Or Bonnie?"

"No," I replied. "No. Of course not. You didn't ask for this."

Although I wanted to save my sister from an eternity of guilt, I also wanted to save my dad an eternity of shame. It may sound cruel, but my dad wouldn't have wanted Elena to become one of the 'monsters' he had hunted.

I had to save her. She and Jeremy were the only people I had left.

"Elena's taking this hard," Jeremy said. "I mean, she pretends she's okay, but-"

"She's really not," I finished. "Its how Elena is. I suppose thats something we all have in common. We never handle how we feel properly."

I placed a glass of orange juice in front of him and sat down on the chair beside him. We sat in silence, left to our thoughts until Jeremy broke the silence.

"Do you think Bonnie can fix this?" he asked.

I sighed. "I don't know, Jer," I answered. "I hope she can, but there's still a pretty large chance that it won't work. Nobody has done this before."

"I don't want her to become one of them," he said. "The towns already crawling with them."

"I know," I placed my hand on his reassuringly.

Elena came into the kitchen, Stefan behind her.

"Hey," I said. "How are you doing?"

"I haven't had blood, but God its hard to not think about it!" Elena said. She pulled out two slices of bread from the bread pan and took out some ingredients from the fridge.

Jeremy stood up. "I'm gonna go upstairs," he said. "I have a - uh - I have to do an assignment." He shot Stefan a glare that I barely noticed.

"Is it always like this?" Elena asked once Jeremy left the room. She seemed to be taking her frustration and hunger out on the sandwich. I never saw someone squirt mayo on a sandwich so vigorously.

"It gets easier," Stefan answered. "Your body wants you to survive, so its pushing you to drink blood."

"Does ketchup help?" I asked Stefan. "You know... since its red?"

He looked at me as if I was an alien. I was being perfectly logical. "No. The only thing that can soothe the cravings that's not blood is alcohol."

"Great! So lets break out Damon's bourbon supply," I suggested.

Elena had finished making her delicious sandwich.

And it looked horrible.

She took a bite of the sandwich and chewed.

"It's disgusting," Stefan stated.

"Geez, Stef, she's trying here," I said. "But it does look horrible."

"No it's, um…"

"It's disgusting," Stefan repeated.

"It kinda is," I added. It looked like... yuck.

"Yeah, I'm gonna puke," Elena spat the sandwich out into a napkin.

"I never thought I'd be saying this, but I can't stop thinking about blood," Elena said.

Well maybe it has something to do with the fact that you're a vampire?

"I should have saved you first. You shouldn't be going through this right now," Stefan said.

"No, if you had saved me, then Matt would be dead," Elena replied. "What do you think I'd be going through then?"

Stefan poured himself a drink and took a sip. Elena walked over to him.

"Stefan, listen to me. You did the right thing. You did what you always do; you respected my choice."

"And what am I supposed to do if Bonnie can't figure out a way to help you, huh? Because then you have another choice to make. Either let yourself die or be a vampire," Stefan said grimly.

"Well then, we'll cross that bridge when we come to it," she said.

Elena paused for a sec, before laughing maniacally.

"Oh my God, did - did I just say 'cross that bridge'?"

Elena started laughing like a maniac after a quick pause.

"You're laughing," Stefan said. "I'm pretty sure you don't actually think that's funny."

Elena continued to laugh. "I – I can't stop though."

I snorted. "It is a bit funny though. I mean, considering our history with bridges."

"Her emotions are a bit heightened today. She doesn't mean to laugh," he said. He observed her for a bit. She was crazy. "A lot heightened."

Elena's laughter was replaced with tears all of a sudden. Stefan embraced her.

"Hey. Shh, shh. It's okay. It's okay," he reassured.

"I'm sorry. I…"

Stefan pulled away and caressed her face. I felt a little jealous. I shouldn't be feeling jealous.

"Listen to me. No matter what happens, I'm here for you. I can help you."

She nodded. "I'm sorry, Luce. I shouldn't have said that."

I smiled. "No, its okay. It was actually kind of funny."

She smiled back and looked out the window. She squinted her eyes due to the brightness of the sunlight.

"Why don't you go back upstairs where it's dark? I'll clean up."

Elena nodded and left, shielding her eyes from the sun.

I watched Stefan as he put away the ingredients. I probably should have helped, but I was too wrapped up in my thoughts to say anything.

As the day went by, I had became more realistic. Though I still hoped that we could turn Elena back into a human, it seemed less likely. No one had ever done it before, and I'm sure that there were many transitioning vampires with witchy family or friends with the same goal as us, and yet we hadn't heard of anyone ever saving a vampire in transition.

I lay down on my bed, reading the Hunger Games: Catching Fire. I decided to just have a few minutes of peace during this hectic time. Call me selfish. My peace was disturbed when my phone rang.

It was Damon. I pressed the answer button and held the phone up to my ear.

"Hello?"

"Is Elena there?" Damon asked urgently.

"I think so, wait."

I put down the book and rushed into Elena's room. I searched all the rooms, but she wasn't there.

"No, she's not. Why would she leave?" I questioned.

"I don't know. I think she was taken by Pastor Young. They've taken Rebekah and Caroline too."

"Pastor Young? Seriously? Pastor Young's a vampire hunter?" the thought was hilarious.

"Ha ha," he deadpanned. I heard the door open. "I'm in your house. I'll see ya, Luce."

I groaned and hung up. I knew Damon was old, but did he know of the wonderful inventions called 'doorbells'?

Yes, he did. He just liked barging into people's houses.

Meredith was with him. I smiled at her. "Hello, Lucy," she greeted.

I liked Meredith. Even though I originally thought she was a psycho dating Ric.

"Where's Elena?" I asked.

"Pastor Young has her," Damon replied. "Stefan too."

"Oh great," I said. "I take my eye off my transitioning-vampire sister for five minutes and she gets kidnapped."

Damon began picking up stuff that was knocked over in the commotion. The door opened and Sheriff Forbes came in. Again with the barging-in!

"They're gone. Whoever nailed Rebekah, took them too. Please tell me you have something. Anything," Damon practically begged.

Meredith, who had been in the kitchen, walked into the living room.

"I can't. The Council locked Carol and me out of our offices. Files, computers, everything," she said.

"So, the Mayor and the Sheriff never contemplated a backup plan, Liz?" Damon said, slightly irritated.

"Damon, relax. When Caroline called to say she got away; did she know where they were planning to take her?" Meredith asked.

Sheriff Forbes shook her head. "No. Just that she was in some van in the middle of nowhere and she managed to escape."

"Perfect. We've narrowed it down to nowhere," Damon said.

"Quit being so snappy," I scolded.

He rolled his eyes. Someone knocked at the door. I went to get it, but Matt opened it himself before I even touched the handle.

"You couldn't wait until I answered the door?" I asked him.

He snorted. "Hey, is Elena here?"

Damon turned around and rushes towards Matt. My heartbeat quickened. He grabbed him by the throat and pinned him against the wall, choking him.

"Damon!" I yelled.

"In what world are you the one that gets to live?"

"Quit it! Its not his fault, Damon!" I shouted and tried to pull Damon off him. You know, because I was totally as strong as a vampire.

Wait. I'm a witch. Which means I'm able to do a locater spell to find Elena! Why didn't I think of this before? Oh yeah, Damon's killing Matt. I should really help the dude out.

I squinted my eyes at Damon. He stepped back, putting his hands on either side of his head and crying out in pain. Matt was breathing heavily. "Quit it, Lucy!"

I stopped giving him an aneurysm and rushed to Matt. "You alright?"

He nodded. He was trying to be all tough. I rolled my eyes.

"I'm going to do a locator spell," I declared. "While you were choking Matt, I remembered that I am a witch."

"Great timing," Damon scoffed, rubbing his head.

I got a map of Mystic Fals and grabbed Elena's keys from the kitchen and recited the spell. The tip of one of the keys pointed towards the Pastor's cattle ranch.

"The Pastor's cattle ranch," I said.

"It's remote, it's secluded," Meredith said. "I don't know how we didn't think of it."

"The pens could easily be modified," Matt added.

"Well, guess what? Looks like you get a chance to prove how sorry you really are. Let's go," he said. "You two Lucy," he called.

I was in the car with Matt and Damon when I got a text from Jeremy.

Cudnt do it. Cum 2 d witch house.

"Drop me off at the witch house," I said.

Matt gave me a look that clearly said 'no, don't leave me with angry, psychotic vampire killer'. And I gave him an 'I'm sorry' look.

He let me off at the witch house. I went down to the basement.

"She said she's not strong enough," Jeremy said.

I looked around. Bonnie was there, Jeremy was there, so was Caroline and Tyler. Tyler? Tyler! Wasn't he supposed to be - uh - dead?

"Tyler?" I asked.

"Hello, love," he replied. "Maybe this witch can put me back?"

It didn't take me too long to realise. Someone had put Klaus into Tyler's body. So Klaus wasn't dead, but neither was Tyler. Which was a good thing.

"She's not strong enough, Klaus. She doesn't have access to the powers that I have," she said.

Gee thanks, Bonnie.

Bonnie had put Klaus in there, and now she couldn't get him out. I'd say Klaus wasn't too happy about staying in a weak - compared to him - hybrid's body.

"And if your so powerful, then why can't you do the simple spell?" Klaus said impatiently. "You were strong enough to put me in here, love. Surely, you're strong enough to get me out."

"I upset the spirits trying to save Elena," Bonnie replied. "I can't use that kind of magic again. It's too dangerous."

"Bonnie, do the bloody spell!" Klaus exclaimed.

"She said she can't so leave it," I snapped.

Klaus/Tyler shot me an angry look.

"We'll just wait until Bonnie can do it with traditional magic," I said.

Klaus ripped opened Tyler's shirt. He took a deep breath and began to grow claws on his right hand. He punctured Tyler's chest and grabbed his heart, ripping it out.

"What are you doing?" Caroline yelled, worried.

"Ripping Tyler's heart out," Klaus told her. "I'll jump into someone else." He turned towards Jeremy. "Maybe you."

"Oh my God," Bonnie exclaimed.

"You're hurting him! Stop! Stop!" Caroline screamed.

"He's bluffing," Jeremy said. "He needs a witch to do that."

"What makes you think I don't have one? Or ten? Pick, Bonnie! You or Tyler!" Klaus shouted.

Klaus had almost successfully torn open his chest.

"Stop it, Klaus, you're killing him!" I begged.

"Fine, I'll do it! Just stop," Bonnie agreed.

Klaus took his hand out from his chest. "Good. Let's begin."

Klaus pulled over a chair from the corner of the room and sat down on it. Bonnie stared at his head hesitantly.

"Well? What are you waiting for, witch?" he growled.

She took a deep breath and placed her hands on either side of Tyler's head. Caroline and Jeremy stared at them, worried. As did I. I read about this in one of Bonnie's ancestor's grimoires. Dark magic was prohibited and looked down on by witches. They didn't need help from the spirits and it enabled them to do bad spells.

"This is black magic. She shouldn't be doing this," Jeremy stated.

Tyler opened his eyes and looked up.

"Tyler?" Caroline said hopefully.

Tyler smiled. "Caroline. Hey."

He tried to get up, but fell down to the ground. "Tyler?" Caroline repeated, rushing to his side.

"Bonnie, what are you doing?" he asked Bonnie, who was continuing to chant.

I approached her, but stopped suddenly when she opened her eyes and gasped.

"Bonnie, it worked. Stop," Jeremy said.

She seemed to be holding hands with someone. "What's happening? Let me go!"

"Let me go!" she repeated.

"Bonnie? What's going on?" I asked.

Dark veins started protruding down Bonnie's arms.

"Okay, let her go!" she yelled.

"Bon?" I tried.

"I'm sorry, Grams! They can't do this to you! Please, don't do this to her!" Bonnie begged, tears in her eyes.

"Bonnie, stop!" Caroline exclaimed.

"No! No! Oh my God!" Bonnie feel down on her knees, crying. Jeremy got down next to her and tried to comfort her.

"What have I done?! What did I do?! What did I do? What did I do?"

Jeremy and I walked into the house, not speaking to each other. The spirits were getting back at Bonnie by hurting her Grams. I was growing less and less fond of them by the day.

As soon as he opened the door, Jeremy rushed upstairs. I sighed and went into the living room. Elena was lying on the couch, watching television.

"I'm a vampire, Lucy," she said monotonously. "What would Mum and Dad think?"

I sighed and sat on the coffee table in front of the couch. "They'd be a little upset," I answered, "but they'd help you through it. Which is what Jeremy, Bonnie, Damon, Stefan, Caroline and I are going to do. We're here for you."

She nodded. "Do you think there's a way out? Even though I've completed the transition?"

I shook my head. "I don't think there is."

"So I'm stuck like this?" she almost whispered.

I looked at her pitifully. "I think so."

A/N: What do you think? The main pairing for this season is Klaus/Lucy, but that's not going to be the only pairing.

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