Elena's Lucifer Trials

Chapter 6

Somewhere in Mystic Falls...

Stefan was pacing, as Damon was drinking and spouting off useless ideas.

Damon lifted his glass to his lips, to feel the burn of the scotch in his gorge. Smacking his lips together as he sat his glass down just to fill it up again.

"Maybe... Maybe she is in New York? Where I took her before? Cause she is clearly not around here anymore."

Stefan looked annoyed.
"None of your ideas are helpful, Damon. We've checked all over. Newspapers, radio... She's gotta be somewhere! Why can't we find her?"

"Stefan, when's the last time we checked the internet? Like, google?"

Stefan paused, pulling out his computer. 

"I've looked for everything, I don't even know what I'm looking for anymore."

"Stefan, look up recent bloody crime scenes. Just see what happens."

"Why can't Bonnie help again?" Stefan asked again, but they both knew that Bonnie had tried many times over, but all Bonnie can find is a strong, almost Angelic presence everytime she did a locating spell. It pushes her out and drains all her magic for days.

Stefan looked over a bunch of stories and local news, finally landing on a story about a beautiful brunette that brutally attacked alot of people. Sure enough, there was a sketch of her as well.  

"Damon! I found her! She's in New York. We can get there in about 12 hours if we take your car."

Damon took one last swig of his alcohol, and sat the glass on the closest table.

"Then we need to get going."

Somewhere in New York

Lucifer was sitting in and old antique chair, next to an old antique table. Mouse tail in hand as it danced with it two front paws on an old plate that was covered in dust and old food.

"Oh, Elena..." Lucifer crowed as he snapped to her bedside like a creep.

"Oh, my God!" Elena yelped, as she dropped the book on her lap that she was reading. Sitting up, she grabbed her hair, twisted it into a bun and jumped up to grab her robe. Wishing he knew how to knock.

"What are you doing?"
Elena then said, as her hands gripped her hips in annoyance.

"I wanted to see what your plans were? If you're busy, like... now?"

And he snapped a tight blue corset and black leather pants onto Elena.

"You need to... STOP doing that whenever you feel like it. I'm not a doll, or a puppet. And your games are making me bored. I need something fun to play with. I have new toys now."

"New toys?" He said, as he mimicked her stance, making him look drunk.

"Yes. That Sam and... what was the other ones name again?" She began to walk around the room... circling him slowly and dragging her finger along his shoulder. Not much different than Katherine would do. Looking especially like her, with her hair now fanned around her face and shoulders, all curly.

"You don't need them. They are cannon fodder. A waste of time. I'm much more playful."

She got much closer. Close enough to drag her finger from his nose to his chin. Puckering out her lips slightly.

"Don't toy with me woman." He said, as he grabbed her by the waist, pulling her closer. He could feel her breath against his lips.

"I know my worth, thank you." Elena said, as she pulled away from his embrace. "And you're not it." Wishing she could snap her fingers back to her jammies... she kicked off her heels hitting the full length mirror on the other side of the room.

"Fine. You wanna play with your new toys? Let's go play with your new toys."

Snap!