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Five years later.
The lights were blinding as Elena walked down Sunset Boulevard. Six years ago who would have guessed Elena, the pure, would be walking down Sunset Boulevard all by herself with not a care in the world except dinner. Life sure had changed.
Tantalizingly the whiff of blood traveled through the air.
Mmm Just what the doctor ordered.
Following the sent Elena walked into a Club Necro. Beating of the drums filled the room encasing both the vamps, were's, shifters, witches, and humans. It was a den of sin. All around the vamps were seducing the blood out of willing young necks. The were's were feasting on an unlucky bystander. The shifters were planning just where to hunt. The witches were drinking and trying to seduce anyone they could. And the humans, what was left of them that is, were there is body but their minds just drifted along.
Just my place. A place to forget. A place to become new.
Sashaying through the door without being stopped by the werewolf bouncer Elena circulated the room browsing the various selections. For just one moment the old Elena surfaced and her pity and shame rose for what she was about to do, but in the end Elena was able to overcome. Life was hard on her in those five hellish years that she had been with Stefan.
Nothing was what she had expected. The world was filled with secrets that she wished she was not privy and filled with people she wished she had never even thought about. Life was a living hell and the only way to escape was to run and never look back. Never to think about what was and what could have been.
Elena knew that her life would end sooner or later but that during that time she would be tortured both physically as well as emotionally. She knew because it had been foretold.
Flashback
"My dear your life is no more. You are alive yet not. The man you think has saved will in the end lead you to your downfall. There is no escaping what the fates have planned little one. But there is a chance. Do not get me wrong. You will still suffer but there is one who can bring you through your ordeal. He is evil yet good. He is tall yet small. He is great yet small. He is Loki yet Odin. Your third eye knows of what I speak yet you still refuse to see what I tell you, but know this if you still refuse to accept this one who would save you, you are doomed to an eternity of suffering. A fate far worse than even my own comprehension," clearly stated the old decaying corpse.
"But I still don't understand. Are you saying Stefan will betray me? Why wont you tell me who he is? Why all the riddles?" desperately cried Elena. "I can tell you no more. The fates have raised me to tell you this. I can not tell you more for this is all you are allowed. Fate is not kind but they have taken pity on you and have given you this one warning. Take heed child for this is the only mercy that will be allowed you before the trial you must overcome or die comes. You have no one but yourself and possibly the other," the corpse croaked.
"Please I don't know what you're talking about. Tell me what ordeal?-"
Before Elena could finish speaking the corpse started to rot right before her eyes until there was nothing left but a pile of black sludge.
"Elena? What are you doing out so late? The sun is about to come out. I was getting worried," Stefan said.
"Stefan?" with tears in her eyes Elena turned and ran filled with confusion.
End Flashback
Elena shook her head to get those unsettling thoughts out of her head with no comfort in sight.
The only thing that seemed to ease the ache inside her was the hunt, the blood. And Club Necro was the perfect place to go if that was a vamps aim.
Sighting a young athletic looking male Elena pushed all other thoughts out of her head.
Looking up the young man no older that twenty looked up at her and made the worst mistake of his sort life. He smiled.
"You looking for some fun?" the naive you boy asked in what seemed like his best effort at a sexy voice.
In an unconsciously hypnotic voice "If you feel your up to the task I'm willing to give you a try"
Greed filled the boy's face as he swept Elena's body up and down.
Elena walked out of the club and to a nearby deserted alleyway. As soon as they were undetected by passer byers Elena lost all pretense of being a seductress and went straight for the neck.
The boy tried to scream but for the life of him he could not even move his body even though he was being washed in a unbearable pain.
Elena did not care for this was the only way to forget. The only way to cleanse herself of the pain. When she had drained the misguided fool she tossed the body away much like she used to toss away her empty soda cans.
Oh how I have changed. I should have stayed dead. At least then I knew my life had been useful. Now my life is forfeit.
"Elena"
Turning swiftly and coming down into a crouch Elena prepared to punish anyone who dared disturb one of her few calm times.
"Damon?"
Five years later.
The lights were blinding as Elena walked down Sunset Boulevard. Six years ago who would have guessed Elena, the pure, would be walking down Sunset Boulevard all by herself with not a care in the world except dinner. Life sure had changed.
Tantalizingly the whiff of blood traveled through the air.
Mmm Just what the doctor ordered.
Following the sent Elena walked into a Club Necro. Beating of the drums filled the room encasing both the vamps, were's, shifters, witches, and humans. It was a den of sin. All around the vamps were seducing the blood out of willing young necks. The were's were feasting on an unlucky bystander. The shifters were planning just where to hunt. The witches were drinking and trying to seduce anyone they could. And the humans, what was left of them that is, were there is body but their minds just drifted along.
Just my place. A place to forget. A place to become new.
Sashaying through the door without being stopped by the werewolf bouncer Elena circulated the room browsing the various selections. For just one moment the old Elena surfaced and her pity and shame rose for what she was about to do, but in the end Elena was able to overcome. Life was hard on her in those five hellish years that she had been with Stefan.
Nothing was what she had expected. The world was filled with secrets that she wished she was not privy and filled with people she wished she had never even thought about. Life was a living hell and the only way to escape was to run and never look back. Never to think about what was and what could have been.
Elena knew that her life would end sooner or later but that during that time she would be tortured both physically as well as emotionally. She knew because it had been foretold.
Flashback
"My dear your life is no more. You are alive yet not. The man you think has saved will in the end lead you to your downfall. There is no escaping what the fates have planned little one. But there is a chance. Do not get me wrong. You will still suffer but there is one who can bring you through your ordeal. He is evil yet good. He is tall yet small. He is great yet small. He is Loki yet Odin. Your third eye knows of what I speak yet you still refuse to see what I tell you, but know this if you still refuse to accept this one who would save you, you are doomed to an eternity of suffering. A fate far worse than even my own comprehension," clearly stated the old decaying corpse.
"But I still don't understand. Are you saying Stefan will betray me? Why wont you tell me who he is? Why all the riddles?" desperately cried Elena. "I can tell you no more. The fates have raised me to tell you this. I can not tell you more for this is all you are allowed. Fate is not kind but they have taken pity on you and have given you this one warning. Take heed child for this is the only mercy that will be allowed you before the trial you must overcome or die comes. You have no one but yourself and possibly the other," the corpse croaked.
"Please I don't know what you're talking about. Tell me what ordeal?-"
Before Elena could finish speaking the corpse started to rot right before her eyes until there was nothing left but a pile of black sludge.
"Elena? What are you doing out so late? The sun is about to come out. I was getting worried," Stefan said.
"Stefan?" with tears in her eyes Elena turned and ran filled with confusion.
End Flashback
Elena shook her head to get those unsettling thoughts out of her head with no comfort in sight.
The only thing that seemed to ease the ache inside her was the hunt, the blood. And Club Necro was the perfect place to go if that was a vamps aim.
Sighting a young athletic looking male Elena pushed all other thoughts out of her head.
Looking up the young man no older that twenty looked up at her and made the worst mistake of his sort life. He smiled.
"You looking for some fun?" the naive you boy asked in what seemed like his best effort at a sexy voice.
In an unconsciously hypnotic voice "If you feel your up to the task I'm willing to give you a try"
Greed filled the boy's face as he swept Elena's body up and down.
Elena walked out of the club and to a nearby deserted alleyway. As soon as they were undetected by passer byers Elena lost all pretense of being a seductress and went straight for the neck.
The boy tried to scream but for the life of him he could not even move his body even though he was being washed in a unbearable pain.
Elena did not care for this was the only way to forget. The only way to cleanse herself of the pain. When she had drained the misguided fool she tossed the body away much like she used to toss away her empty soda cans.
Oh how I have changed. I should have stayed dead. At least then I knew my life had been useful. Now my life is forfeit.
"Elena"
Turning swiftly and coming down into a crouch Elena prepared to punish anyone who dared disturb one of her few calm times.
"Damon?"