Desperate Measures 🩸Elena Gilbert/Katherine Pierce🩸

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Stiles stood in the town square as police surrounded his multiple victims from last night. He shoved his hands into his coat pockets. Sunglasses on his face as he watched Stefan and Damon from afar with a slight smile on his lips.

"You think Katherine could have done this?" Damon asked Stefan. Stiles furrowed his brows. "Well...maybe.....considering you killed Mason." Stefan pointed out. Damon pushed out his lower lip.

Damon's eyes passed over Stiles before he looked back. Stiles smiled before backing away. Someone passed between the two of them before Stiles disappeared. Damon took a step forward with furrowed brows. "What is it?" Stefan asked him. "I don't know...thought I saw something." Damon answered.

"See what?" Stefan asked. Damon looked back at his younger brother. "You better hope it wasn't who I thought it was." Damon answered.

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"It can't be him, Damon. He's dead." Stefan said sitting across from Damon. "Think about it, Stefan we haven't seen him in over a century. You know who else we thought was dead but clearly wasn't? Katherine. She's alive and kicking. What's to say that he isn't?" Damon explained.

"It's not possible, Damon." Stefan argued. "How do you know that?!" Damon countered. "I WATCHED HIM DIE, DAMON! STILES IS DEAD!" Stefan shouted grabbing Damon and pinning him to the nearest wall. His eyes darkened. Elena tried her best to pull Stefan off of Damon.

"Stefan! STEFAN!" Elena shouted. Damon looked into his brother's eyes. "Who is Stiles?" Elena asked him.

"Our youngest brother." Damon answered looking at Elena. "What?" Elena asked.

Stefan lowered his head. "You guys have another brother?" She questioned. "We had another brother, Damon. Stiles has been dead for over a century. He's dead. He's gone. We've discussed this." Stefan growled. "You DON'T know that." Damon spat.

"What makes you think he's dead?" Elena asked. "I watched him die, Elena. I watched him go up in flames. He's dead." Stefan said adamantly.

Damon threw a whiskey glass across the room. "HE'S NOT DEAD!!" Damon shouted.

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Stiles smiled at the discourse ensuing within his brothers' house. He stood in the woods nearby and watched the two argue over his existence.

Stiles almost left when a girl stepped in view of the window. Stiles froze with wide eyes. "Katherine?" He whispered taking a step forward towards the house.

He furrowed his brows. It can't be. Katherine can't--. W-Why would she be in their house? They would have tried to kill her by now. No. It was not her. It can't be.

Damon froze. He looked out the window before Stiles disappeared from view. Damon sped outside and looked around.

Damon felt he was being watched. He could have sworn he heard someone say something. Stefan exited the house and looked at Damon. "Someone was here." Damon pointed out.

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Stiles leaned back against a tree thoughts racing through his mind. He snapped his head up before speeding away. Damon and Stefan stood in the location that Stiles stood not a few seconds earlier.

"You're chasing a ghost, Damon. He isn't here." Stefan told Damon. "Shut the hell up, Stefan!" Damon spat shoving Stefan against a tree furious. "God! You may have gotten over Stiles but I haven't! So if you're not going to help me, why don't you go run back to your little girlfriend, Elena?" Damon snarled before storming off.

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Elena sat in her bed thinking about the dead people found in the town. They were all dead...drained of blood. Viciously torn apart like they were mauled by a wild animal. It was like a scene pulled from a horror movie. It made Elena sick. She knew some of the people that had been killed.

Stiles stood outside of the house looking at the girl in the bed. He squinted his eyes. "Doppelgänger." He whispered to himself remembering something from the past. He heard a noise nearby before he silently slipped away into the night.