10// Not What It Seemed

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10//Not What It Seemed

Eleanor

I'm not that sad little girl that people used to know and love. I'm a lot different. With my humanity off, I feel much more...alive. I started practicing magic again and with all the hybrids and vampires around, I could test them. I know that only the evilest of villains create lists of people they want to kill but I'm not like that. I don't need a list. All I need is vervain, wooden arrows, a bow, and a locator spell. And luckily, I have them all gathered up and ready to go.

But before I could go get a little revenge on my enemies, I had to get dress

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But before I could go get a little revenge on my enemies, I had to get dress. I grabbed my favorite pair of black leather pants, a black tank top, and some black combat boots. I finished it off with a black leather jacket. I did a black shadow eye effect and I winged my liner before I tied my hair in a high ponytail just before picking up my bow and pack of arrows and headed downstairs. Before I made it out of the door, Klaus stops. "And where are you going?"

"Out." I say. He had this disbelief on his face. "Okay, I decided to go for a little target practice," I smirked before vamp speeding to the Salvatores'. First up, Damon Salvatore. I speed in with him not noticing. I see him in his living room, enjoying a cup of bourbon. Without warning, I fire my first arrow at him. He grunts in pain and rips it out. "Who's there?!" He yells. I fire another one and hits his shoulder.

He grunts one more time before I sped over to him and gripped onto his neck and pushed him against the wall, earning a groan from him. "Oh...it's..just you..." He manages to say as my grip on his neck tightens.

"Okay....maybe....we had a...misunderstanding.." I let my grip on his neck weaken till I finally let go. He takes a breather but when he looks up at me, his eyes widen. "If you weren't trying to kill me, I would think that this is kinda sexy."

"Shut up." I walk over to his bar stand and pour myself a glass of bourbon before I take a sip.

"Woah, hold up. You try to kill me and then you take my bourbon." He walks over to me and tries to take the cup but in a matter of seconds, he is thrown to the wall.

"I don't think you want to do that." He grunts in pain and stands up.

"Why?"

"Because unless you are like your brother wanting a death wish and all, then I suggest you stop."

"What did my baby bro do now?"

"Killed some that I cared about. Someone who I promise forever but instead your brother kills him. Someone who-"

"Alex." I nod my head.

"But who cares now. All I want is revenge." I crush the cup in my grasp and walk to the door. "And I will get it." Before I left, I fired another arrow at him. "And anyone who stands in my way...will end up like you." I walk out of the house, proud of my new found confidence. Before I could get out of vampire hearing distance, I could hear Damon dialing a number on his phone.

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