Elena Gilbert

“What do wewe mean? What’s happened?” Damon urged. Katherine hung her head solemnly.
“The new Wanyonya damu in town are the same ones that were obsessed with me back in the 1850’s. The exact same ones.” My jaw dropped and I gasped.
“Why are they here? Why now?” alisema Damon as he tensed up and clenched his fists.
“My guess is that it’s because I’m close to my…humanity, which is, FOR NOW, Elena,” she said, accentuating the words ‘for now’ and staring maliciously at me. I took a step back. Damon placed himself as if he was ready to protect me from anything. His eyes were wide....

“How….” I alisema slowly, trying to get my head around what Katherine was telling me. I was her humanity? I was her SOUL? “How…” I alisema pathetically again. She sat down on the sofa and held her empty glass tightly. She looked up at me.
“When Emily removed my humanity, she locked it away. She told me that the only way I could ever get it back was if it was…born again. Then she would chant a spell and my souls would be united.” She stared sadly at the floor. “But Emily has gone. Her spell has gone. There’s no way I can get my humanity back…” Damon’s mouth stopped hanging...

“What?” Stefan alisema when words failed to leave both Damon and my mouths. She was still staring at me.
“I can’t believe it. How is this possible?” she alisema to herself. I was at loss. What was she TALKING about? Stefan slowly walked towards her and knelt beside her.
“Katherine, we need wewe to tell us. What are wewe talking about? How is Elena…you?” he asked gently. She seemed to calm down and she walked over to the bar. She shakily poured herself a large neat vodka and downed it. She slammed the glass down and stared at the fire.
“A few years before I came to Mystic Falls in 1864,...

Suddenly, two men emerged from the forest behind us. They were dressed head to toe in hiking gear and they were laughing and chatting to each other.
“See what I mean?” Damon whispered in my ear. I batted him away.
“Oh shush.” He laughed gently and I saw that his line of vision was fixed on the hikers. I felt myself shaking slightly. He looked down at me abruptly.
“Elena, don’t worry. I won’t hurt them. I won’t hurt anyone when you’re around me. I promise.” My shaking gradually stopped. I looked back at the hikers and one of them saw me looking. He waved.
“Hi there!” he...

Stefan looked at the floor guiltily.
“Go on Stefan, explain yourself,” Damon pressed. Stefan looked up at him angrily.
“You already know everything.” He looked back at me. “Elena, I’m so sorry I left you. I asked Damon to tell wewe everything and maybe if he had…” he glared up at Damon with a rage that petrified me. “Maybe if he had told wewe then I wouldn’t be here explaining myself, I wouldn’t have walked in on wewe two upstairs, and possibly we’d still be together…” I knew he was right. If Damon had told me that Stefan had alisema he loved me and he was sorry about whatever...

It was Stefan.

He stared at us with an intensity that shook me to the bone. Damon felt me shiver and tightened his grip on me. My anger towards Stefan flared up again and I glared at him. But at the same time I couldn’t help but feel a twinge of happiness at the fact that he was here again in my life. But the desertion, the abandonment consumed me once zaidi and I continued to glare at him. But as projected my anger out as hard as I could to him, I couldn’t help but notice that he was different. Something about him was – off. It wasn’t in his stance au his face, but in his eyes. His...

This story happens after Nightfall. It's a Donnie-book ff. It includes spoilers, some violence and some sensuality. Not suitable for readers under thirteen years.

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“I just don’t understand,” Bonnie said, “I’ve cried for your help for half an saa and wewe didn’t come…”
    “I know, little witch… It was the Malach. He made me do this.” Damon answered. “But I thought wewe had already forgiven me, for I gave wewe my blood to save you.”
    Bonnie was still hurt for the evil thoughts she had received from Damon while stuck in a car surrounded...

“You do realise that I’m going to want my humanity back,” Katherine alisema finally, looking at the floor. Damon, Stefan and I tensed and we all glared at her. She looked up and put her hands up. “But don’t get all worked up about it! I need a witches spell to get my humanity back and I don’t know any witches anymore so,” I relaxed a little.
“Even if wewe do get a witch to help you, I won’t let wewe touch Elena,” Damon alisema angrily. Stefan nodded. Katherine narrowed her eyebrows.
“I know wewe both upendo her and want her to be safe, but I’m sure that if I’m united with my...

I shook my head.
“Damon, I think this is something I need to do, for me AND Katherine. I don’t know how to explain it really, it’s just that being around Katherine’s made me feel as though there has been a part of me missing. I never noticed it before. And part of me knows that I wont lose myself. I can do this, Damon,” I replied.
“Please, Elena,” he pleaded. “I can’t risk losing you! It’s too dangerous. wewe could be Lost forever and just become a part of Katherine.” He looked close to tears. I stroked his face.
“Damon. Humanity over-rules any other part of the soul....

All three of our jaws dropped. Damon automatically let go of Stefan who dropped suddenly and he held a hand to his throat, rubbing it tenderly. All of our widened eyes were all fixed on the spitting image of me that stood casually opposite us.
“K-k…Katherine?” Damon choked out in bewilderment. She moved faster than I could see and was suddenly standing right in front of me. I could hardly comprehend the likeness between us. It was like looking in the mirror. She looked me up and down and then stared hard at my face. She looked confused.
“Well this is interesting…” she mused as she...