What happens when Eleanor dies and gets a second chance as Elena Gilbert. She has a few things she wants to do but one thing is for sure. She won't be defenseless and neither will her friends.
Join Lena on her adventures and watch how she screws up...
I woke up pretty early which was a surprise since I usually sleep till nine or 10... or 1.
Anyway so I got dress into black jeans, kaki green shirt, black heeled boots and my special leather jacket.
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And by special I mean only one I have.
I grabbed a shoulder bag or whatever you wanna call them and stuffed my wallet along with chapstick, a pen and a note book for when I get bored or have an idea.
I went downstairs towards the kitchen. Nobody from upstairs was up yet so tried to be as quiet as possible while I made myself a slice of toast and buttering it, before leaving while eating.
New Orleans is so much more beautiful than what I remember from the show.
Marcel really does take care of his home. Although I do not agree with him on the witch and werewolf situation.
I mean why not make an agreement. Yes have an advantage that important, like what I do with the daylight business. They cross me, they die. Easy.
I heard grunting from an alley way as I passed. Me being me, I want to know what's going on so I followed the splotches of blood on the floor.
When I turned the corner I was shocked at what I saw but at the same time I was kinda expecting it.
"Really? Not even 24 hours and you're already in trouble." I muttered even though all of them could hear me.
"Hey." Damon grunted out from his fatal position on the ground.
"And who might you be?" Marcel asked a few.steps from Damon.
Let me give you a picture of what's happening.
Damon is on the ground with a stake in his abdomen, Marcel and a group of vampires surrounding Damon and a corpse to the side.
"Hi. I'm Elena but everyone calls me Lena. Now seeing as there's blood, a body and a stake in his stomach I'm assuming that you're not so much of besties." I said with my hands on my hips.
Marcel lifted an eyebrow whole all the other vampires looked at me as if I'm mental.
"Okay look I get that you don't like him but listen. Can you let him go? I'll call someone to come get him and keep an eye on him." I asked. i want to talk with Marcel but if Damon stays it won't go well.
I walked over to Damon and pulled out the stake getting some blood on my hand.
"And why would I do that?" Marcel asked amused.
"Yeah I wouldn't get her mad if I was you." Damon said from his place on the ground.
"Damon shut up before I stake you." I threatened while pointing the bloody stake at Damon.
"I want to make a deal with you. So you let him go and you still have me." I explained.
"Why should I trust you? You're the ones who came onto our terretory." Marcel inquired gancing at my lapiz lazuli necklace.
"Oh I'm not a vampire. So you let him go and I'll stay. Its not like I can out run you." That's not true but it's not like I'll tell him that.
Damon let out a chuckle from behind me at my lie. I swiftly turned around and stab him causing him to groan and fall to the ground.
"I didn't say anything." Damon whined, it came out squeeky.
"Okay fine. I agree to your offer. I let him go, you stay." Marcel spoke up.
"Great. I'll quickly call someone to come fetch him." I cheered walking past Marcel and retrieving my phone from my bag.
"I'm not a dog." Damon growled.
"Yeay yeah." I waved him of dialling Stefan's phone number.
Marcel had various expressions playing on his face while looking between me and Damon.
I suppressed a laugh as Stefan answered his phone.
"Hey El are you with Damon?" Stefan asked.
"Yes. Come pick him up please I'll send you our location." I said as I hung up.
