Alexa Salvatore (Discontinued)

Humanity? Pfft, What Humanity?

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Those numbers there is how many people I have killed in the past day. Yeah, you read that right. Sixteen humans; killed, by me.

So, here I was, drinking from humans, killing them, and then drinking more. Their bodies were ripped to shreds all over the ground, as if I was a werewolf.

But I wasn’t; I was a vampire, with her humanity shut off. Although I wish I was a werewolf, so I could just bite Rhys and watch him die.

Ha, that’d be the day, I thought to myself.

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I was in a bar on the outskirts of… I actually didn’t know where, all I knew is that I was in a bar SOMEWHERE. Incredibly drunk and incredibly pissed, with no human emotions. Let me tell you something, love is stupid, don’t fall in love. You only get unwanted pain.

Talking about pain, one of the little dickhead humans stabbed me in the stomach, with a wooden stake. Wait, he’s not human, and there are two of them.

Damon and Stefan.

Those dicks. I hate them.

I growled and pounced at them. Just as I jumped onto Damon, Stefan stabbed me in the neck with a vervain needle.

I grunted as the vervain spread though out my body, making me collapse to the ground in pain.

As I started seeing black dots, I said before I passed out, “I hate you both”

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I awoke to find myself chained to a steel chair in the Salvatore Boarding House basement. You’d think after they had to chain me to a steel chair for ten years the last time I turned off my humanity, that they’d realise it doesn’t work.

Idiots.

“Ah, you’re awake, finally.”

“Damon.”

“How are you, little sis?”

“Pissed.”

He smirked.

“Go die,” I spat out.

I wriggled around in the chains but stopped when I realised there was vervain on them.

“You dick,” I said through gritted teeth.

“You know it won’t work, big bro. I won’t turn it back on.”

“Oh, I know chaining you to a chair for ten years won’t work, that’s why we brought… help,” he smirked at me.

I glared him, “who?”

Stefan then walked in with someone I vowed never to see again; Rhys. The same Rhys I fell in love with, the same Rhys I killed, the same Rhys I mourned for over a hundred years, the same Rhys I don’t have any humanity because of. The same stupid asshole.

I growled at all of them. “If you come any closer, I will kill you,” I told him through gritted teeth.

He sighed as ran his hands through his hair. “I screwed up, didn't I?” He asked my brothers.

“Screwed up is an understatement, asshole,” I glared at him.

He flinched as if my words physically hurt him and ran his hands through his hair about five times. He started to approach me slowly and I watched him carefully, growling. He put up his hands as of to say he comes in peace. Peace? Peace my ass.