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American Gothic (3rd revised version)
It was a dismal night in Pennsylvania, as he watched her walk away. Then he looked down at the cure in his hand that she had given him, wanting him to trust her just like she trusted him. How could he though when, at every turn, she lied and deceived so much that he didn’t know any more if she was telling the truth? He couldn’t trust someone like that. She wasn’t who he had fallen in love with anymore. She had changed a long time ago, but despite wanting to believe that his Katerina was still in there somewhere, he was starting to think that his Katerina he had fallen for was dead.
He stopped looking at it and put it away in his pocket in his suit jacket.
Suddenly, just as he turned around and began to cross the street, he heard some shots close by and saw someone leaving a building with a rifle. That someone knew he saw him but wasn’t afraid.
At vamp speed, he had the guy pinned against a brick wall with the gun on the ground.
“Who are you?” he growled, fighting not to lose control. He would love to kill him, but he needed to know who he was first. “What do you want?”
“Jack. Some guy named Silas sent me,” he replied, as Elijah’s hearing picked up on Katherine in an alley, who he hadn’t seen since the shots. He didn’t need to see her to know that she’d been hit.
He growled at Jack, and, angry at Katerina being targeted, let him go and then severed his head from his body, killing him. He then sped towards the alley.
Once in the dark alley, he saw her on her back and was instantly knelt at her side.
“Katerina?” he called to her. “Katerina.” He rested a gentle hand on the side of her face, not getting a reply. That’s when he felt how warm she was. He knew what it meant. The bullets she’d been shot with had werewolf poison in them. She was dying. With his free hand, he began to pull each bullet out. Then, after that was done, he rested his free hand on the right side of her face so both hands rested on either side of her head. “Katerina, can you hear me?” he called to her, trying again. “I need you to open your eyes, Katerina.” Once more, he didn’t get a reply. That made him think that she’d gotten more than the average poison normally accompanied by just one werewolf bite. Realizing that, his heart sunk. If she’d gotten an extra dose, she didn’t have twenty-four hours to wait for the cure. She had less than that.
He took his hands away and put his right arm around his shoulders. He used his right to slide under her legs and his left to slide under her, supporting her head, and gently pulled her close to him. As he gently pulled her close, he heard her groan, but that was all he got.
“Stay with me, Katerina,” he pleaded, before speeding towards his car with her, where he gently sat her in the passenger’s seat. Then he closed the door and got in, before starting the car and driving as fast as possible back to Mystic Falls.
As he drove, he kept an eye on her, making sure she didn’t grow any purple veins, and hoped that she’d open her eyes. He needed her to wake up. He needed to at least know that she could hear him.
An hour later, half way to Mystic Falls, he used his right hand to hold her hand, as he continued driving.
When he heard her groan, he looked over at her.
“Katerina?”
“Elijah,” she half-whispered and, with difficulty, opened her eyes to see him with a worried face. “What’s happening?”
“You were shot more than once with bullets that have werewolf poison. You’re dying,” he answered her.
She turned her head to watch the road. After 500 years of survival, she was going to die, knowing that Klaus would never cure her. As she looked at it, her vision went blurry and she felt as if she couldn’t breathe. And as everything began to fade, she vaguely heard Elijah calling to her, but everything was too far away.
“We’re almost there, Katerina. Just hang on,” he begged, as he drove into town and towards home. If anything happened to her, he didn’t know how he’d live. He needed her alive.
An hour later, he was seated on her bedside, having gotten Klaus to cure her an hour ago, waiting for her to wake up, her hand in his, glad she was cured.
He stopped looking at it and put it away in his pocket in his suit jacket.
Suddenly, just as he turned around and began to cross the street, he heard some shots close by and saw someone leaving a building with a rifle. That someone knew he saw him but wasn’t afraid.
At vamp speed, he had the guy pinned against a brick wall with the gun on the ground.
“Who are you?” he growled, fighting not to lose control. He would love to kill him, but he needed to know who he was first. “What do you want?”
“Jack. Some guy named Silas sent me,” he replied, as Elijah’s hearing picked up on Katherine in an alley, who he hadn’t seen since the shots. He didn’t need to see her to know that she’d been hit.
He growled at Jack, and, angry at Katerina being targeted, let him go and then severed his head from his body, killing him. He then sped towards the alley.
Once in the dark alley, he saw her on her back and was instantly knelt at her side.
“Katerina?” he called to her. “Katerina.” He rested a gentle hand on the side of her face, not getting a reply. That’s when he felt how warm she was. He knew what it meant. The bullets she’d been shot with had werewolf poison in them. She was dying. With his free hand, he began to pull each bullet out. Then, after that was done, he rested his free hand on the right side of her face so both hands rested on either side of her head. “Katerina, can you hear me?” he called to her, trying again. “I need you to open your eyes, Katerina.” Once more, he didn’t get a reply. That made him think that she’d gotten more than the average poison normally accompanied by just one werewolf bite. Realizing that, his heart sunk. If she’d gotten an extra dose, she didn’t have twenty-four hours to wait for the cure. She had less than that.
He took his hands away and put his right arm around his shoulders. He used his right to slide under her legs and his left to slide under her, supporting her head, and gently pulled her close to him. As he gently pulled her close, he heard her groan, but that was all he got.
“Stay with me, Katerina,” he pleaded, before speeding towards his car with her, where he gently sat her in the passenger’s seat. Then he closed the door and got in, before starting the car and driving as fast as possible back to Mystic Falls.
As he drove, he kept an eye on her, making sure she didn’t grow any purple veins, and hoped that she’d open her eyes. He needed her to wake up. He needed to at least know that she could hear him.
An hour later, half way to Mystic Falls, he used his right hand to hold her hand, as he continued driving.
When he heard her groan, he looked over at her.
“Katerina?”
“Elijah,” she half-whispered and, with difficulty, opened her eyes to see him with a worried face. “What’s happening?”
“You were shot more than once with bullets that have werewolf poison. You’re dying,” he answered her.
She turned her head to watch the road. After 500 years of survival, she was going to die, knowing that Klaus would never cure her. As she looked at it, her vision went blurry and she felt as if she couldn’t breathe. And as everything began to fade, she vaguely heard Elijah calling to her, but everything was too far away.
“We’re almost there, Katerina. Just hang on,” he begged, as he drove into town and towards home. If anything happened to her, he didn’t know how he’d live. He needed her alive.
An hour later, he was seated on her bedside, having gotten Klaus to cure her an hour ago, waiting for her to wake up, her hand in his, glad she was cured.
Do Not Go Gentle
It was a beautiful night in Mystic Falls, Virginia as Katherine Pierce sat at the bar next to Alaric.
"Hello, Alaric," she greeted.
"Katherine."
"Do you know where I might find Elijah?" she questioned.
"Go away."
"Why? I thought we left on good terms."
"I don't want you here. Take a hint, will you?"
Then the familiar scent hit her. Vampire.
"What happened to you?" she asked him.
"Esther turned me. Now, I'm going to kill every vampire, starting with Klaus."
She clenched her teeth and gasped in pain, as he stabbed her with a dagger. And then she felt the familiar sensation of having a hard time breathing. And that's when she knew the dagger had vervain on it. Now, she couldn't go anywhere without help, and she was too shaky to move on her own, much less get her phone out to call for help. All she could do was clutch the bar with both hands to keep from falling.
"We should help her," she heard Caroline Forbes say, a moment after she smelled Tyler and Caroline when they walked in.
"Why?" she heard Tyler ask.
"She had to have come back for a reason. And that reason wasn't to get vervained by Alaric. She needs help. We have to help her."
"Fine. You stay here. I'll get away from him. He can't hurt me like he can you."
A few minutes later, she smelled his scent. He was behind her. She felt a gentle hand on her right upper arm and knew it was Tyler's.
I'm saved, she thought to herself.
"Let's get out of here," she heard Tyler say.
She slowly got off the stool and onto her feet, as he held a hand on her arm to help her keep her balance.
Before she knew it, they were outside the Mystic Grille. Tyler still had his hand on her arm and Caroling had a hand on her other arm.
"What happened?" Caroline asked her as gently as she could. All she knew was that she smelled vervain with something else she couldn't place.
“I asked him where Elijah was, and he told me what happened to him. Then he stabbed me," Kat summarized.
"And before that?" Tyler asked.
"I killed the hybrids Klaus sent after me. They attacked, though. That's why I was looking for Elijah. He's the only one I can trust to get me the cure without having to sacrifice anything. And Elijah still cares about me. We had something when I was human and before I came to live in America."
Tyler and Caroline looked at one another. They knew they had to do something, but they didn't know where they would find Elijah.
As she started to feel weak, Kat saw Damon.
Damon had been walking up to the Mystic Grille, when he had seen Tyler and Caroline outside holding Katherine up. Then he was instantly in front of them.
"What happened to her?" Damon asked them, though he looked at Katherine.
"She was vervained by Alaric. Before that, she was attacked by his hybrids. She killed them," Tyler answered.
"I'll take care of her."
"She said she wanted to ask Elijah to get the cure for her."
"Then I'll find him and take care of her."
She felt the vampiress and hybrid leave to go inside. Then she was alone with Damon.
He kept his eyes on her, as he assessed her condition.
"Katherine."
"Damon?" was all she got out, as everything went black.
The elder Salvatore brother caught her from hitting the ground. Then he picked her up in his arms and walked the route to Elena's. He couldn't use his super speed. There were too many people around.
She groaned as she came to and realized that she was in Damon's arms. Then she felt an urge. It was a side effect of the vervain.
Damon set her on her feet and watched her, as she knelt down by a bush by Elena's walkway and coughed up blood. He knew it would come. This wasn't the first time he had seen her in a vervained state. As she coughed up blood, he knelt by her. Before he could pull the dagger out of her lower stomach, he smelled Elena's scent. That's what made him look up.
Elena was heading out the door, when she saw Damon and Katherine. She knew from the scene that something was wrong. She left the house and didn't stop until she stood by them.
"Damon, what's going on?"
He looked up at her.
"Elena, you should go back inside, but if you must know, Ric vervained her. To top it off, she was bitten by hybrids before she killed them."
He pulled the dagger out and handed it to the doppelganger.
"Take it."
Kat finished and used the sleeve of her jacket to clean her face, before she looked up at Elena.
"Elena," she greeted.
Damon got to his feet, as he helped his Sire to her feet. He could tell she was weak, as he did so.
"She can stay in my room and I'll watch her," Elena announced.
"Thanks," Kat told her descendant.
"We should get her inside," Damon said.
Before she knew it, everything went dark again.
When she woke up for the second time tonight, she was on her back on Elena's bed. Her jacket was off, and her wounds had been tended to. Her journal was on top of the end table and Elena was seated on her bedside with a wash cloth in hand. She stared at the wall as she saw her pa' pa and ma' ma, too weak to cry. And then they disappeared, and she saw Rose. She thought it odd to see her sire that hadn't liked her in the beginning. But she didn't care. She just wanted to know if she would live or die. Then she finally looked at Elena, as Elena continued to damp the cloth on her face to cool her down.
"I'm sorry, Elena. I'm sorry for what I did. Forgive me. Tell Damon that I have always cared and loved them both. I never chose either of them. I love you too, Elena. You are the last of my Petrova family. I hope you will all forgive me," she whispered.
"I forgave you a long time ago. And I think Damon will forgive you after a while. Just hand on," Elena replied.
"I don't know how much longer I can, Elena."
"Try, Katherine."
Damon stood by the stairs, as he spoke to Rebekah.
"Please, Rebekah. Do this for me, at least."
"Fine."
"Good. Meet me at Elena's."
He hung up.
"I'm going to find Elijah!" he yelled up the stairs at Elena and Kat. Then he left.
When Katherine woke up, she felt better. She saw that Elijah and Elena were both at her side.
"You should go help Damon. My sister has stepped out of line," he told Elena.
She obeyed.
Katherine sat up in bed.
He gave her a shot glass of blood and she drank it, before she gave it back to him. He then set it back on the end table and she got to her feet. She put her jacket back on and he bit his wrist.
"It'll heal you faster," he said, as he held it out to her.
She drank from him for a few minutes, before she let go.
She watched him vanish, and then she headed down the stairs.
Once down the stairs, she saw the scene. There was a dagger in Damon's chest. He was slumped against the threshold. Elena was knelt in front of him with fear. Elijah and Rebekah were gone.
Kat knelt by them.
"He'll be okay," she assured her.
Katherine gently drug him into the hallway and Elena closed the door. The vampiress then knelt down with his back against her and bit her wrist. She put it to his lips and made her blood go down his throat, as she used her free hand to pull the dagger out. She tossed it to the floor and Elena knelt at his right side.
A few minutes later, he came to. Then, once he felt better, he stopped drinking and she took her wrist away. It obviously healed.
He looked up at her.
"Katherine."
"Welcome back, Damon."
"I could say the same thing," he answered.
The three of them smiled at one another.
"Hello, Alaric," she greeted.
"Katherine."
"Do you know where I might find Elijah?" she questioned.
"Go away."
"Why? I thought we left on good terms."
"I don't want you here. Take a hint, will you?"
Then the familiar scent hit her. Vampire.
"What happened to you?" she asked him.
"Esther turned me. Now, I'm going to kill every vampire, starting with Klaus."
She clenched her teeth and gasped in pain, as he stabbed her with a dagger. And then she felt the familiar sensation of having a hard time breathing. And that's when she knew the dagger had vervain on it. Now, she couldn't go anywhere without help, and she was too shaky to move on her own, much less get her phone out to call for help. All she could do was clutch the bar with both hands to keep from falling.
"We should help her," she heard Caroline Forbes say, a moment after she smelled Tyler and Caroline when they walked in.
"Why?" she heard Tyler ask.
"She had to have come back for a reason. And that reason wasn't to get vervained by Alaric. She needs help. We have to help her."
"Fine. You stay here. I'll get away from him. He can't hurt me like he can you."
A few minutes later, she smelled his scent. He was behind her. She felt a gentle hand on her right upper arm and knew it was Tyler's.
I'm saved, she thought to herself.
"Let's get out of here," she heard Tyler say.
She slowly got off the stool and onto her feet, as he held a hand on her arm to help her keep her balance.
Before she knew it, they were outside the Mystic Grille. Tyler still had his hand on her arm and Caroling had a hand on her other arm.
"What happened?" Caroline asked her as gently as she could. All she knew was that she smelled vervain with something else she couldn't place.
“I asked him where Elijah was, and he told me what happened to him. Then he stabbed me," Kat summarized.
"And before that?" Tyler asked.
"I killed the hybrids Klaus sent after me. They attacked, though. That's why I was looking for Elijah. He's the only one I can trust to get me the cure without having to sacrifice anything. And Elijah still cares about me. We had something when I was human and before I came to live in America."
Tyler and Caroline looked at one another. They knew they had to do something, but they didn't know where they would find Elijah.
As she started to feel weak, Kat saw Damon.
Damon had been walking up to the Mystic Grille, when he had seen Tyler and Caroline outside holding Katherine up. Then he was instantly in front of them.
"What happened to her?" Damon asked them, though he looked at Katherine.
"She was vervained by Alaric. Before that, she was attacked by his hybrids. She killed them," Tyler answered.
"I'll take care of her."
"She said she wanted to ask Elijah to get the cure for her."
"Then I'll find him and take care of her."
She felt the vampiress and hybrid leave to go inside. Then she was alone with Damon.
He kept his eyes on her, as he assessed her condition.
"Katherine."
"Damon?" was all she got out, as everything went black.
The elder Salvatore brother caught her from hitting the ground. Then he picked her up in his arms and walked the route to Elena's. He couldn't use his super speed. There were too many people around.
She groaned as she came to and realized that she was in Damon's arms. Then she felt an urge. It was a side effect of the vervain.
Damon set her on her feet and watched her, as she knelt down by a bush by Elena's walkway and coughed up blood. He knew it would come. This wasn't the first time he had seen her in a vervained state. As she coughed up blood, he knelt by her. Before he could pull the dagger out of her lower stomach, he smelled Elena's scent. That's what made him look up.
Elena was heading out the door, when she saw Damon and Katherine. She knew from the scene that something was wrong. She left the house and didn't stop until she stood by them.
"Damon, what's going on?"
He looked up at her.
"Elena, you should go back inside, but if you must know, Ric vervained her. To top it off, she was bitten by hybrids before she killed them."
He pulled the dagger out and handed it to the doppelganger.
"Take it."
Kat finished and used the sleeve of her jacket to clean her face, before she looked up at Elena.
"Elena," she greeted.
Damon got to his feet, as he helped his Sire to her feet. He could tell she was weak, as he did so.
"She can stay in my room and I'll watch her," Elena announced.
"Thanks," Kat told her descendant.
"We should get her inside," Damon said.
Before she knew it, everything went dark again.
When she woke up for the second time tonight, she was on her back on Elena's bed. Her jacket was off, and her wounds had been tended to. Her journal was on top of the end table and Elena was seated on her bedside with a wash cloth in hand. She stared at the wall as she saw her pa' pa and ma' ma, too weak to cry. And then they disappeared, and she saw Rose. She thought it odd to see her sire that hadn't liked her in the beginning. But she didn't care. She just wanted to know if she would live or die. Then she finally looked at Elena, as Elena continued to damp the cloth on her face to cool her down.
"I'm sorry, Elena. I'm sorry for what I did. Forgive me. Tell Damon that I have always cared and loved them both. I never chose either of them. I love you too, Elena. You are the last of my Petrova family. I hope you will all forgive me," she whispered.
"I forgave you a long time ago. And I think Damon will forgive you after a while. Just hand on," Elena replied.
"I don't know how much longer I can, Elena."
"Try, Katherine."
Damon stood by the stairs, as he spoke to Rebekah.
"Please, Rebekah. Do this for me, at least."
"Fine."
"Good. Meet me at Elena's."
He hung up.
"I'm going to find Elijah!" he yelled up the stairs at Elena and Kat. Then he left.
When Katherine woke up, she felt better. She saw that Elijah and Elena were both at her side.
"You should go help Damon. My sister has stepped out of line," he told Elena.
She obeyed.
Katherine sat up in bed.
He gave her a shot glass of blood and she drank it, before she gave it back to him. He then set it back on the end table and she got to her feet. She put her jacket back on and he bit his wrist.
"It'll heal you faster," he said, as he held it out to her.
She drank from him for a few minutes, before she let go.
She watched him vanish, and then she headed down the stairs.
Once down the stairs, she saw the scene. There was a dagger in Damon's chest. He was slumped against the threshold. Elena was knelt in front of him with fear. Elijah and Rebekah were gone.
Kat knelt by them.
"He'll be okay," she assured her.
Katherine gently drug him into the hallway and Elena closed the door. The vampiress then knelt down with his back against her and bit her wrist. She put it to his lips and made her blood go down his throat, as she used her free hand to pull the dagger out. She tossed it to the floor and Elena knelt at his right side.
A few minutes later, he came to. Then, once he felt better, he stopped drinking and she took her wrist away. It obviously healed.
He looked up at her.
"Katherine."
"Welcome back, Damon."
"I could say the same thing," he answered.
The three of them smiled at one another.
Sacrifice (Kat and Elena's POV)
Katherine
It's a dark night as I run through the forest, the enemy after us with Elena at my side. I could be gone before Klaus got to me, but I won't leave her for Klaus. As we run hand in hand, I can sense that he's not that far behind us. We're running from him, because he tried to kill her by draining her. He needs her to die in order to kill vampire Alaric. I won't let her die, though. Especially, not after I just saved her life from him. If anyone's going to die tonight, it'll be me. If it comes down to it, I'll gladly sacrifice my life for Elena's.
I stop when we arrive by a log. I could run forever non-stop, but I can tell that she won't be able to run much farther. She needs rest, so that's what I'll give her.
I let go of her hand.
"Rest. You need it and you've earned it."
She sits down on the log.
"What about you?" she asks, as she tries to catch her breath.
"I don't need rest. If he comes close enough, get out of the way and run for safety. I'll do what I can. If he kills me, then so be it."
"Katherine-" she starts.
I look down at her, as I stand in front of her and speak.
"Elena, you have more of a chance of surviving than I do. After 500 years of running, it's exhausting. If I do die though, remember that we are the same in more ways than one. And I'm not talking about our traits."
"Then what are you talking about?"
"Our family, Elena. Damon and Stefan don't know my past, except for the past with them. You and I both lost our parents. Klaus slaughtered my uncle, father, maid, mother, and villagers just to get back at me for running. It was 500 years ago in Bulgaria, but it still hurts. It's one of the many eternal scars that will never fully be healed. It took me meeting Stefan to love again. After he slaughtered everyone, I closed up my heart to love. I made myself not feel anything. Then I came to America in 1864 and met Stefan. I fell in love with him shortly before Damon came home on leave from the war. I instantly fell for him. I guess I'll never know if it was the uniform or something entirely different about him that made me fall for him. And what Damon and Stefan call me playing games; that just me doing what I can to make sure my family stays together. I lost it once; I won't lose it again; and your biological mother? She was my daughter my father took away, because she was born illegitimate."
"But why would he do that? Your father, I mean."
"It was the sixteenth century and those types of children weren't welcome. Instead, they were abandoned and even taken away from their mothers. I never saw her again, until I realized Isabelle was my daughter, when she came to town. I knew it from her looks. If I had been able to be a true mother, Isabelle would've never been turned and never met Ric. She most certainly never had turned out to be so twisted without any morals whatsoever. I would've taught her the right thing."
"Why didn't you tell them?" Elena asks, obviously referring to Damon and Stefan.
"Because I didn't know them very well back then. I'm not very trusting, which Damon has also grown to be like. And now, if I told either of them, they would say that I'm lying. They wouldn't know the truth, unless they read my Petrova journal."
"You have a journal?"
"Yes, of course. You and Stefan aren't the only ones. A lot of people do."
"I guess it's surprising."
"Now you know my whole story. Now we should go before he gets any closer."
She starts to her feet, and I help her with a hand on her upper, right arm. I then take her hand and we start to run as fast as we can at a human pace.
Suddenly, I'm thrown and land on the ground on my back. Klaus looms over me, as he looks down at me. Elena is a distance away getting to her feet.
Run, I think to myself. She can't hear me, because her vervain necklace keeps me out of her head.
I get to my feet.
"Klaus."
"Katerina."
"You need to stop this. Haven't you done enough? She is part of my family. If you do anything to her, I take it personal. But of course, you never thought of that, did you?" I say.
He pins me against a tree at vampire speed, hand around my throat.
"I don't want to hear your part," he says. "Just stay out of this. When everything is over, it'll be your turn. I promise."
He lets go and then turns around and starts towards Elena.
"No!" I yell, as I throw him at vamp speed.
He lands on the ground but gets to his feet unharmed. Then he glares at me and growls.
I growl back.
I take a few steps back when I see him willingly phase into a brown werewolf. Then he lunges at me and I avoid him. I keep avoiding him until I can't.
Soon, he's on top of me and attacking me with teeth and claws. I scream in pain, as he does and everything starts to become distant. I vaguely hear Elena in the distance yelling my name.
What feels like hours later, Klaus is thrown off me. I see Elijah facing off with Klaus and I smile inwardly. After everything I've done, Elijah still cares enough to save my life.
"Katherine," Elena says, as she kneels at my left side.
"Elena," I half-whisper.
"Come on. We have to get out of here."
She puts an arm around me and I put an arm around her shoulders. As we get to our feet, I lean against her. Right now, Elena is my strength. I need her to help me, because I'm dying.
After a while, I recognize where we're going. The Salvatore boarding house where both brothers live at. As we continue on our way with me leaning heavily on Elena for support, everything is tunnel-like and dim. I can barely see anything and I'm so weak and tired.
As we near the door, I start to feel numb and cold. Then I hear Elena, as I barely see the door open.
"Katherine, stay awake. Stay with me."
I barely see light and hear the door close. That's when I know that we made it inside.
When I barely see that we're in the living room, my senses plummet and I can't feel anything.
"Katherine," I hear Elena say, before everything goes black.
Elena
I use my body weight to hold Katherine up, as she blacks out. Then, with much effort, I finally get her on Damon's bed upstairs.
As she lays on her back, I take her black leather jacket off. I toss it by the end table on the floor and then go to the bathroom. I need a damp washcloth.
A few minutes later, I come back with a damp washcloth and sit on her bedside. I put it on her forehead.
"Hang in there, Katherine," I say, even though I don't know if she can hear me.
I get to my feet and hurry downstairs towards the basement.
Damon has a cooler of blood down there. If I'm lucky, there's still half a vial of Klaus' blood there. Katherine needs it, or she'll surely die.
Once I find it, I rush towards Damon's room and then sit on her bedside. I gently lift her head and put the vial to her lips, making the blood go down her throat.
Once I know that I gave her enough, I set the vial on the end table and gently lay her head back down. She looks better already. She doesn't look pale anymore. I take the wash cloth off and set it on the end table.
I look down at her, as I wait for her to wake up.
Katherine
I don't know how long I'm out, but when I come to, I feel like myself. Elena must've cured me, which I'm very thankful for.
I sit up slowly.
"Thank you."
"You're welcome," she replies.
We smile at one another, glad that we both lived through tonight.
It's a dark night as I run through the forest, the enemy after us with Elena at my side. I could be gone before Klaus got to me, but I won't leave her for Klaus. As we run hand in hand, I can sense that he's not that far behind us. We're running from him, because he tried to kill her by draining her. He needs her to die in order to kill vampire Alaric. I won't let her die, though. Especially, not after I just saved her life from him. If anyone's going to die tonight, it'll be me. If it comes down to it, I'll gladly sacrifice my life for Elena's.
I stop when we arrive by a log. I could run forever non-stop, but I can tell that she won't be able to run much farther. She needs rest, so that's what I'll give her.
I let go of her hand.
"Rest. You need it and you've earned it."
She sits down on the log.
"What about you?" she asks, as she tries to catch her breath.
"I don't need rest. If he comes close enough, get out of the way and run for safety. I'll do what I can. If he kills me, then so be it."
"Katherine-" she starts.
I look down at her, as I stand in front of her and speak.
"Elena, you have more of a chance of surviving than I do. After 500 years of running, it's exhausting. If I do die though, remember that we are the same in more ways than one. And I'm not talking about our traits."
"Then what are you talking about?"
"Our family, Elena. Damon and Stefan don't know my past, except for the past with them. You and I both lost our parents. Klaus slaughtered my uncle, father, maid, mother, and villagers just to get back at me for running. It was 500 years ago in Bulgaria, but it still hurts. It's one of the many eternal scars that will never fully be healed. It took me meeting Stefan to love again. After he slaughtered everyone, I closed up my heart to love. I made myself not feel anything. Then I came to America in 1864 and met Stefan. I fell in love with him shortly before Damon came home on leave from the war. I instantly fell for him. I guess I'll never know if it was the uniform or something entirely different about him that made me fall for him. And what Damon and Stefan call me playing games; that just me doing what I can to make sure my family stays together. I lost it once; I won't lose it again; and your biological mother? She was my daughter my father took away, because she was born illegitimate."
"But why would he do that? Your father, I mean."
"It was the sixteenth century and those types of children weren't welcome. Instead, they were abandoned and even taken away from their mothers. I never saw her again, until I realized Isabelle was my daughter, when she came to town. I knew it from her looks. If I had been able to be a true mother, Isabelle would've never been turned and never met Ric. She most certainly never had turned out to be so twisted without any morals whatsoever. I would've taught her the right thing."
"Why didn't you tell them?" Elena asks, obviously referring to Damon and Stefan.
"Because I didn't know them very well back then. I'm not very trusting, which Damon has also grown to be like. And now, if I told either of them, they would say that I'm lying. They wouldn't know the truth, unless they read my Petrova journal."
"You have a journal?"
"Yes, of course. You and Stefan aren't the only ones. A lot of people do."
"I guess it's surprising."
"Now you know my whole story. Now we should go before he gets any closer."
She starts to her feet, and I help her with a hand on her upper, right arm. I then take her hand and we start to run as fast as we can at a human pace.
Suddenly, I'm thrown and land on the ground on my back. Klaus looms over me, as he looks down at me. Elena is a distance away getting to her feet.
Run, I think to myself. She can't hear me, because her vervain necklace keeps me out of her head.
I get to my feet.
"Klaus."
"Katerina."
"You need to stop this. Haven't you done enough? She is part of my family. If you do anything to her, I take it personal. But of course, you never thought of that, did you?" I say.
He pins me against a tree at vampire speed, hand around my throat.
"I don't want to hear your part," he says. "Just stay out of this. When everything is over, it'll be your turn. I promise."
He lets go and then turns around and starts towards Elena.
"No!" I yell, as I throw him at vamp speed.
He lands on the ground but gets to his feet unharmed. Then he glares at me and growls.
I growl back.
I take a few steps back when I see him willingly phase into a brown werewolf. Then he lunges at me and I avoid him. I keep avoiding him until I can't.
Soon, he's on top of me and attacking me with teeth and claws. I scream in pain, as he does and everything starts to become distant. I vaguely hear Elena in the distance yelling my name.
What feels like hours later, Klaus is thrown off me. I see Elijah facing off with Klaus and I smile inwardly. After everything I've done, Elijah still cares enough to save my life.
"Katherine," Elena says, as she kneels at my left side.
"Elena," I half-whisper.
"Come on. We have to get out of here."
She puts an arm around me and I put an arm around her shoulders. As we get to our feet, I lean against her. Right now, Elena is my strength. I need her to help me, because I'm dying.
After a while, I recognize where we're going. The Salvatore boarding house where both brothers live at. As we continue on our way with me leaning heavily on Elena for support, everything is tunnel-like and dim. I can barely see anything and I'm so weak and tired.
As we near the door, I start to feel numb and cold. Then I hear Elena, as I barely see the door open.
"Katherine, stay awake. Stay with me."
I barely see light and hear the door close. That's when I know that we made it inside.
When I barely see that we're in the living room, my senses plummet and I can't feel anything.
"Katherine," I hear Elena say, before everything goes black.
Elena
I use my body weight to hold Katherine up, as she blacks out. Then, with much effort, I finally get her on Damon's bed upstairs.
As she lays on her back, I take her black leather jacket off. I toss it by the end table on the floor and then go to the bathroom. I need a damp washcloth.
A few minutes later, I come back with a damp washcloth and sit on her bedside. I put it on her forehead.
"Hang in there, Katherine," I say, even though I don't know if she can hear me.
I get to my feet and hurry downstairs towards the basement.
Damon has a cooler of blood down there. If I'm lucky, there's still half a vial of Klaus' blood there. Katherine needs it, or she'll surely die.
Once I find it, I rush towards Damon's room and then sit on her bedside. I gently lift her head and put the vial to her lips, making the blood go down her throat.
Once I know that I gave her enough, I set the vial on the end table and gently lay her head back down. She looks better already. She doesn't look pale anymore. I take the wash cloth off and set it on the end table.
I look down at her, as I wait for her to wake up.
Katherine
I don't know how long I'm out, but when I come to, I feel like myself. Elena must've cured me, which I'm very thankful for.
I sit up slowly.
"Thank you."
"You're welcome," she replies.
We smile at one another, glad that we both lived through tonight.
Saved By Love
It was a dark night in Mystic Falls, as Katherine Pierce walked the route to the Salvatore boarding house. She stopped when she smelled the smell of heavily flowing blood. She knew whom it belonged to, so she followed her scent.
She stopped a distance away in a deserted parking lot.
As soon as she saw Rebekah Mikaelson feeding from the present doppelganger’s neck, she through her across the parking lot at vampire speed and, as Rebekah was thrown, she caught an unconscious Elena Gilbert from hitting the ground. Then, vamped out, she bit her wrist and put it to her lips, making her blood go down her throat, as she knelt on the ground and held her in her arms.
Rebekah got to her feet and saw the scene. As she started to walk towards them, Katherine looked at her and growled menacingly in warning.
Rebekah stopped a distance away when she got growled at.
“Well, well. Look who’s so protective,” the Original commented.
The former doppelganger gently took her wrist away and layed her gently on the ground on her back, before she got to her feet.
“Why wouldn’t I be?” the vampiress growled at her.
“I thought you despised her is all.”
“I don’t despise her. She’s my family and you nearly killed her.”
At vampire speed, the vampiress pinned Rebekah to a tree with a hand tightly around her throat, letting her anger loose.
“You can’t kill me. I’m older than you,” Rebekah said through the pain.
“No. But I sure as hell can hurt you. You should learn a few things about family before you start killing, or, in this case, almost killing someone else’s family,” she growled at the blond vampiress. Then she through her to the ground and twisted her arm behind her back.
Rebekah gasped in pain.
“Stay the hell away from my family, or I will dagger you myself,” the ex-doppelganger growled at her, as she did so, warning her for future reference.
With her arm still behind her back, the former doppelganger got her to her feet before she through her. This time she let go of her, as she through her.
Elijah Mikaelson arrived and stopped between the distance of his only sister and Katherine. As he did, his sister began to painfully get to her feet. Then he went to stand in front of Katherine.
“What’s going on, Katerina?”
“Keep your bitch of a sister away from my family,” she answered in anger. She then added more calmly, “Keep her in line.”
“What happened?” he asked calmly.
“Your sister nearly killed Elena.”
“I promise that she will be punished.”
“Thank you, Elijah.”
“You are welcome, Katerina.”
Elijah looked over his shoulder at his sister and calmly, but with a hint of anger in his voice said, “Rebekah, go straight home. There will be consequences.”
He watched her vanish, before he looked at the vampiress again.
“Are you okay? Did she hurt you?” he asked calmly with worry, figuring that she and Rebekah had most likely had a fight.
When she had been human, he and Trevor had both loved her. To this day, he cared deeply for her, even though he wasn’t madly in love with her anymore. He cared for Elena as well. Elena was supposed to be under his protection. He felt like he had failed in his duty, knowing that Rebekah had almost killed the doppelganger.
The vampiress looked back at him and tried to hide what she felt now. She was in pain. In the fight with Rebekah, she hadn’t felt any pain. She had been too filled with rage at her to notice.
“I don’t know,” she replied truthfully.
Like her human family, she knew she could trust Elijah with what life she had left. She didn’t have to lie to him.
“Katerina, what…?” he started to ask, but stopped when he smelled blood. Her blood.
She saw him start to look at her for where she was hurt at. As she saw that, she realized she couldn’t hide her pain. Then she felt herself quickly weaken.
Elijah put gentle hands on her waist to try and keep her on her feet, as he saw her weaken and start to lose her balance.
“Katerina,” he said calmly, though inside, he was scared for her. He wanted to help her in any way that he could.
“Elijah,” she said, as everything blurred. She then put gentle hands on his shoulders to do what she could to stay on her feet. It was to no avail though, as everything went black.
As she collapsed, Elijah caught her with a hand between her shoulder blades, an arm holding her up.
“Hang on, Katerina.”
He knelt down and pulled her gently into his arms. That’s when he felt it. He pulled the small dagger out of her lower back and tossed it to the ground. He then bit his wrist and put it to her lips, making his blood go down her throat to help her heal faster.
A few minutes later, he took his wrist away and it instantly healed. As he held her close, she slowly started to come to.
When she was awake, he helped her to her feet.
“Thank you, Elijah.”
“You’re welcome. Anytime, Katerina.”
Elijah watched her, as she went over to Elena to get her home, before he went to his own home to deal with his sister and punish her for what she had done and almost done.
Later, everybody lived happily ever after as they could with Elena and Kat fully recovering.
She stopped a distance away in a deserted parking lot.
As soon as she saw Rebekah Mikaelson feeding from the present doppelganger’s neck, she through her across the parking lot at vampire speed and, as Rebekah was thrown, she caught an unconscious Elena Gilbert from hitting the ground. Then, vamped out, she bit her wrist and put it to her lips, making her blood go down her throat, as she knelt on the ground and held her in her arms.
Rebekah got to her feet and saw the scene. As she started to walk towards them, Katherine looked at her and growled menacingly in warning.
Rebekah stopped a distance away when she got growled at.
“Well, well. Look who’s so protective,” the Original commented.
The former doppelganger gently took her wrist away and layed her gently on the ground on her back, before she got to her feet.
“Why wouldn’t I be?” the vampiress growled at her.
“I thought you despised her is all.”
“I don’t despise her. She’s my family and you nearly killed her.”
At vampire speed, the vampiress pinned Rebekah to a tree with a hand tightly around her throat, letting her anger loose.
“You can’t kill me. I’m older than you,” Rebekah said through the pain.
“No. But I sure as hell can hurt you. You should learn a few things about family before you start killing, or, in this case, almost killing someone else’s family,” she growled at the blond vampiress. Then she through her to the ground and twisted her arm behind her back.
Rebekah gasped in pain.
“Stay the hell away from my family, or I will dagger you myself,” the ex-doppelganger growled at her, as she did so, warning her for future reference.
With her arm still behind her back, the former doppelganger got her to her feet before she through her. This time she let go of her, as she through her.
Elijah Mikaelson arrived and stopped between the distance of his only sister and Katherine. As he did, his sister began to painfully get to her feet. Then he went to stand in front of Katherine.
“What’s going on, Katerina?”
“Keep your bitch of a sister away from my family,” she answered in anger. She then added more calmly, “Keep her in line.”
“What happened?” he asked calmly.
“Your sister nearly killed Elena.”
“I promise that she will be punished.”
“Thank you, Elijah.”
“You are welcome, Katerina.”
Elijah looked over his shoulder at his sister and calmly, but with a hint of anger in his voice said, “Rebekah, go straight home. There will be consequences.”
He watched her vanish, before he looked at the vampiress again.
“Are you okay? Did she hurt you?” he asked calmly with worry, figuring that she and Rebekah had most likely had a fight.
When she had been human, he and Trevor had both loved her. To this day, he cared deeply for her, even though he wasn’t madly in love with her anymore. He cared for Elena as well. Elena was supposed to be under his protection. He felt like he had failed in his duty, knowing that Rebekah had almost killed the doppelganger.
The vampiress looked back at him and tried to hide what she felt now. She was in pain. In the fight with Rebekah, she hadn’t felt any pain. She had been too filled with rage at her to notice.
“I don’t know,” she replied truthfully.
Like her human family, she knew she could trust Elijah with what life she had left. She didn’t have to lie to him.
“Katerina, what…?” he started to ask, but stopped when he smelled blood. Her blood.
She saw him start to look at her for where she was hurt at. As she saw that, she realized she couldn’t hide her pain. Then she felt herself quickly weaken.
Elijah put gentle hands on her waist to try and keep her on her feet, as he saw her weaken and start to lose her balance.
“Katerina,” he said calmly, though inside, he was scared for her. He wanted to help her in any way that he could.
“Elijah,” she said, as everything blurred. She then put gentle hands on his shoulders to do what she could to stay on her feet. It was to no avail though, as everything went black.
As she collapsed, Elijah caught her with a hand between her shoulder blades, an arm holding her up.
“Hang on, Katerina.”
He knelt down and pulled her gently into his arms. That’s when he felt it. He pulled the small dagger out of her lower back and tossed it to the ground. He then bit his wrist and put it to her lips, making his blood go down her throat to help her heal faster.
A few minutes later, he took his wrist away and it instantly healed. As he held her close, she slowly started to come to.
When she was awake, he helped her to her feet.
“Thank you, Elijah.”
“You’re welcome. Anytime, Katerina.”
Elijah watched her, as she went over to Elena to get her home, before he went to his own home to deal with his sister and punish her for what she had done and almost done.
Later, everybody lived happily ever after as they could with Elena and Kat fully recovering.
21 Guns (Kalijah)
*As I Lay Dying*
Do you know what’s worth fighting for
When it’s not worth dying for
Does it take your breath away
And you feel yourself suffocating
Does the pain weigh out the price
And you look for a place to hide
It was a dismal night, as Katherine, having been bitten by a werewolf the night before, walked around town during the festival, weak and sweaty and hallucinating. She wasn’t in her right mind, as she stumbled through the crowd of partiers. She was dying from the bite, but knew that Klaus wouldn’t cure her unless he had a good reason to. That reason would most likely be Elijah.
*England 1492- Flashback/Hallucination*
Did someone break your heart inside
You’re in ruins
One, 21 guns
Lay down your arms
Give up the fight
One, 21 guns
Throw up your arms
Into the sky
You and I
When you’re at the end of the road
And you’ve lost all sense of control
And your thoughts have taken their toll
And your mind breaks the spirit of your soul
It was a beautiful day, as Katerina ran through the woods with the moonstone, running from Elijah and some humans whom wanted her back to help Klaus break the curse. Klaus needed her to die in a ritual to break it though, and she’d rather not die.
She tripped over a twig and fell to the ground, but was okay.
“Katerina, it’s pointless to run! Klaus will find you wherever you are!” he said, loud enough for her human ears to hear.
*1492- Mikaelson Estate- Flashback/Hallucination*
Your Faith is on broken glass
And the hangover doesn’t last
Nothing is ever built to last
You’re in ruins
You’re in ruins
You’re in ruins
One, 21 guns
Lay down your arms
Give up the fight
One, 21 guns
Throw up your arms
Into the sky
You and I
It was a beautiful day on the Mikaelson estate, as Elijah and Katerina played chase.
She stopped running and gave a laugh as she said, “You’re meant to catch me.”
He smiled and said, “Well, if I catch you, then the game will be over.”
*Present*
Did you?
Did you try to live on your own
When you
When you blacked out the house and home
Did you?
Did you stand too close to the fire
Like a liar looking for forgiveness
Promise storm
When it’s time to live and let die
And you can’t get another try
Something inside this heart has died
She lay on the ground, too weak to go anywhere now. She hoped that someone that didn’t want her to die would find and help her. She didn’t want to die, but she didn’t have any strength left to ask for help.
She closed her eyes, tired and weak and burning up. She knew she’d been a bad person for centuries. She just hoped that someday she may be forgiven for that, whether she lived or not. She didn’t think that she would live though. She knew she was very close to joining the Other Side with all her deceased friends. She wanted so much for this pain to go away, though she would never admit to anyone but herself and Elijah how much pain she was in, or that she was in any pain at all.
You’re in ruins
You’re in ruins
One, 21 guns
Lay down your arms
Give up the fight
One, 21 guns
Throw up your arms
Into the sky
You and I
Meanwhile, Elijah had found out that she had been bitten by a werewolf, so he was out looking for her.
After an hour or two, he finally found her on her back on the ground, a ways away from the festival. He knew the way she looked, she didn’t have much time left.
He blurred to her side.
“Katerina.”
He gently got to his feet with her in his arms and blurred towards home. He just hoped that she’d make it.
One, 21 guns
Lay down your arms
Give up the fight
One, 21 guns
Throw up your arms
Into the sky
One, 21 guns
Lay down your arms
Give up the fight
Once home, he gently layed her down in his bed, before going downstairs to go and try to convince Klaus to cure her.
One, 21 guns
Throw up your arms
Into the sky
One, 21 guns
Lay down your arms
Give up the fight
One, 21 guns
Throw up your arms
Into the sky
As she lay there, she could feel the darkness closing in, but she didn’t fight it. She was too weak and in too much silent pain to fight against it. Besides, she figured that it was her time. Plus, to her, death would be kind. At least she wouldn’t be in anymore pain if she died.
When she woke up an hour later, she saw that she was in Elijah’s bed and she was no longer dying, which meant that Elijah had found her and Klaus had actually cured her. She knew that without Elijah, he never would have cured her. He would have just let her die.
Do you know what’s worth fighting for
When it’s not worth dying for
Does it take your breath away
And you feel yourself suffocating
Does the pain weigh out the price
And you look for a place to hide
It was a dismal night, as Katherine, having been bitten by a werewolf the night before, walked around town during the festival, weak and sweaty and hallucinating. She wasn’t in her right mind, as she stumbled through the crowd of partiers. She was dying from the bite, but knew that Klaus wouldn’t cure her unless he had a good reason to. That reason would most likely be Elijah.
*England 1492- Flashback/Hallucination*
Did someone break your heart inside
You’re in ruins
One, 21 guns
Lay down your arms
Give up the fight
One, 21 guns
Throw up your arms
Into the sky
You and I
When you’re at the end of the road
And you’ve lost all sense of control
And your thoughts have taken their toll
And your mind breaks the spirit of your soul
It was a beautiful day, as Katerina ran through the woods with the moonstone, running from Elijah and some humans whom wanted her back to help Klaus break the curse. Klaus needed her to die in a ritual to break it though, and she’d rather not die.
She tripped over a twig and fell to the ground, but was okay.
“Katerina, it’s pointless to run! Klaus will find you wherever you are!” he said, loud enough for her human ears to hear.
*1492- Mikaelson Estate- Flashback/Hallucination*
Your Faith is on broken glass
And the hangover doesn’t last
Nothing is ever built to last
You’re in ruins
You’re in ruins
You’re in ruins
One, 21 guns
Lay down your arms
Give up the fight
One, 21 guns
Throw up your arms
Into the sky
You and I
It was a beautiful day on the Mikaelson estate, as Elijah and Katerina played chase.
She stopped running and gave a laugh as she said, “You’re meant to catch me.”
He smiled and said, “Well, if I catch you, then the game will be over.”
*Present*
Did you?
Did you try to live on your own
When you
When you blacked out the house and home
Did you?
Did you stand too close to the fire
Like a liar looking for forgiveness
Promise storm
When it’s time to live and let die
And you can’t get another try
Something inside this heart has died
She lay on the ground, too weak to go anywhere now. She hoped that someone that didn’t want her to die would find and help her. She didn’t want to die, but she didn’t have any strength left to ask for help.
She closed her eyes, tired and weak and burning up. She knew she’d been a bad person for centuries. She just hoped that someday she may be forgiven for that, whether she lived or not. She didn’t think that she would live though. She knew she was very close to joining the Other Side with all her deceased friends. She wanted so much for this pain to go away, though she would never admit to anyone but herself and Elijah how much pain she was in, or that she was in any pain at all.
You’re in ruins
You’re in ruins
One, 21 guns
Lay down your arms
Give up the fight
One, 21 guns
Throw up your arms
Into the sky
You and I
Meanwhile, Elijah had found out that she had been bitten by a werewolf, so he was out looking for her.
After an hour or two, he finally found her on her back on the ground, a ways away from the festival. He knew the way she looked, she didn’t have much time left.
He blurred to her side.
“Katerina.”
He gently got to his feet with her in his arms and blurred towards home. He just hoped that she’d make it.
One, 21 guns
Lay down your arms
Give up the fight
One, 21 guns
Throw up your arms
Into the sky
One, 21 guns
Lay down your arms
Give up the fight
Once home, he gently layed her down in his bed, before going downstairs to go and try to convince Klaus to cure her.
One, 21 guns
Throw up your arms
Into the sky
One, 21 guns
Lay down your arms
Give up the fight
One, 21 guns
Throw up your arms
Into the sky
As she lay there, she could feel the darkness closing in, but she didn’t fight it. She was too weak and in too much silent pain to fight against it. Besides, she figured that it was her time. Plus, to her, death would be kind. At least she wouldn’t be in anymore pain if she died.
When she woke up an hour later, she saw that she was in Elijah’s bed and she was no longer dying, which meant that Elijah had found her and Klaus had actually cured her. She knew that without Elijah, he never would have cured her. He would have just let her die.