She is death ~ Twilight/TVD {Discontinued}

Chapter 7

Ianthe's lips parted slightly, as she stared at the man in front of her. Her unbeating heart felt as if it was beating. Such a strange feeling. Oh was he handsome. His eyes sharp and beautiful, filled with knowledge, his jaw strong, every aspect of him was perfect.
She took in an unneeded breath. What was she to do? She had a walking god in front of her, one that was all hers, perfect for her. Yet she was terrified. Scared that he'd turn her away, she was in fact, a monster after all. That's what most creatures thought anyway, years after spending time with others she felt that maybe she wasn't, but seeing him, made all her insecurities rise up from the depths of her soul. My my my, he was perfect. She just stared, how long has it been? It felt like an eternity. Maybe he was freaked out.
Her eyes looked as if she had no soul, maybe she didn't, she believed she didn't at least. But the way he looked at her...it was as if she was the world, that she hung the moon and stars.
In his eyes, she was the most beautiful creature he has ever seen, forget any feelings he had for any doppelgänger. A goddess. That's what the necromancer looked like to him. A queen in her own right, as stunning as the sun.
Elijah felt as if he was not worthy to even look at her, he barley reached out to her, but soon she grabbed the younger vampire with the yellow eyes and was gone before his eyes.

He scared her off. How could he do such a thing?! He growled lowly, turning to the damned doppelgänger and her group of "hero's"
"I will rip you limb from limb!" He growled, his veins popped out, as his vampire face turned feral. Niklaus actually looked concerned as he tried to calm his brother.

"I completely agree but maybe right now isn't the right time, you and our dearest younger brother both found your mates-" The damned doppelgänger interrupted him.

"She wouldn't be with people like you!" She screeched, making Niklaus stop.
"Her kind created us." He sneered. "A necromancer, not many of them to even exist, especially as old as she is. Didn't you smell it brother?"

"Yes." Elijah said softly. "The smell of Montsechia flowers."

Authors note: Montsechia flowers are said to be 130 million years old, as we know, the Orginals are not that old, instead the smell of this plant has been ingrained into all vampires, for the simple fact that necromancers smell like certain flowers depending on their age.