The Craziest Doppelgänger • TVD [COMPLETED]

Chapter Thirteen - The Demon's Twins

"SO ELENA is a vampire and not dead completely." Brielle bitterly says as she climbs into bed with her twin. "Bloody brilliant."

"I know. I hate her as a human; imagine what she's like as a vampire." Achlys says in disgust.

"Maybe she's better." Brielle sarcastically says.

"And maybe Jess doesn't love Nick." Achlys smirks making Brielle gasp.

"YOU TAKE THAT BACK! We both love New Girl and we both ship Nick and Jess, and Schmitt and CeCe." Brielle glared. It was quiet as Achlys sighs, nodding in agreement.

"You're right. I do love that show and those ships. I'm gonna marry Cece, I'm gonna take down her va-dragon city twenty-four/seven, fuck Schmitt, and make out with Coach." Achlys states causally.

"I agree with the plan as it was mine first, but, you are lesbian. You like girls and you fancy Caroline. I see many flaws in that plan." Brielle falsely smiles.

"Hey, Coach is hot as fuck and Schmitt probably has skills to pay the bills. So honestly, I don't - wait." Achlys and Brielle stare at each other.

Suddenly, the twins' nails turn into razor sharp talons, and black and red veins crawl up on their face. They slowly turn back to normal and stare at each other, shocked.

"She is coming." They whisper.

NIGHT fell around everyone as Efah Nomed was in the woods of Mystic Falls, Virginia stalking her prey. Her brown eyes landed on a random brunette camper.

He was camping by himself, with no tent and sleeping under the stars in just a sleeping bag. It made him an easy target and a quick meal. No one would hear him scream and no one was around to help. It was possible the easiest meal Efah came across in awhile. She did enjoy the hunt and the struggle of her victims as they clung to the very essence that was their life. However, on occasion, she enjoyed taking the easy way out and getting the job down quickly.

When she heard the man's breathing soften and slow down, indicating he fell asleep, she quickly and quietly transported herself through the woods. She didn't have super speed, but she could pop herself into random places of her choice.

She transported herself through the woods and ended up in front of the sleeping man. Tilting her head to the side, she studied him. He was decent. She smirked to herself before grabbing him by his throat. He woke up with a jolt and met her eyes.

They were deep, pure black. And just, like the night, there was no light. They were vacant, no trace of a soul.

Black and red gruesome veins scattered under her eyes and over her face as they crawled across her skin. She opened her mouth and began to consume his soul. It released out of his mouth in a black, cloudy smoke and was gravitating towards her. With every second she consumed, he began to slowly age and slowly die.

He skin wrinkled, and began to sag while his eyes slowly dulled. His hair grayed and fell out. He became boney and fragile. His eyes lost life and he finally drew out his last breath before dying. She smirked and closed her eyes before opening them again. They returned back to brown and the veins slowly disappeared. Holding up her hand, she grew her nails out until they were almost like talons.