The Last Petrova

Rebekah

1923, Chicago

 "Marie, sweetheart, come out, please," I said, as I knocked on the door. She didn't answer, but my vampire hearing allowed me to hear the little girl's angry huffs as she paced back and forth inside her room.

"Marie, you can't stay in there forever," I called. 

"No!" the ten year old replied. "You promised! You promised you wouldn't bring him here!" she shouted.

I sighed, and turned towards Klaus, Rebekah, and Stefan, who were all watching me amusedly. 

"Looks like someone isn't a fan of yours, Salvatore," I said, grabbing myself one of the handsome young men standing around and digging my teeth into his throat.

"Well, that's sad. I'm usually great with kids," Stefan said with a shrug. 

"Just because you've never killed a child before doesn't mean you're great with kids, you bloody idiot," I said, rolling my eyes as Stefan and Rebekah began to kiss.

"Must you two really do that here?" Klaus said voicing my thoughts. 

"Shut up, Nik," Rebekah replied as she continued to kiss Stefan.

"I thought we were all going out tonight," I complained loudly. 

"Exactly," Klaus said, pulling Rebekah away from Stefan. "It's nearly midnight, can we please move? It's not as fun when the sun starts to come up," Klaus said as he stood up.

The full moon shone up in the sky as the four of us began our hunt through the streets of Chicago. Stalking one person, making them turn around in alarm, waiting until they thought it was safe, then lunging at them... 

And of course, the cleanup- either we burned the bodies, or we healed the humans and compelled them to never tell a soul about the attack they had experienced. 

Of course, we could always just wipe their memories, but what was the fun in that? Watching the helpless humans have to live life with a death defying secret stuck at the back of their throats...

It was exhilarating.

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Present Day

"Klaus is obsessed with siring these hybrids. The second he knows you're alive, he'll figure out why it's not working," I hear Stefan's voice. I run towards it, making sure Klaus isn't following me as I do so.

"Look, I know you're trying to protect me, but I can't let you do it. Come with me, Stefan, please," Elena says. I see them now- They're just around the corner.

"And what do you expect if I do? Huh? It's never going to be the same, Elena," Stefan says. 

"I know that," Elena pleads.

"I don't think you do," I say, appearing behind them. 

Both Stefan and Elena turn around wildly to face me. 

"Stefan has left behind a trail of bodies scattered from Florida to Tennessee. Innocent people. Humans," I say to Elena.

Elena shakes her head, and turns her attention back to Stefan. 

"Lexi found you like this before. In the twenties, and... And she saved you," she says.

"And you know what I did after that?" Stefan yells. "I spent thirty years trying to pull myself together. To a vampire, that's nothing. To you? That's half your life," he says, his voice faltering at the end.