Evangeline P.O.V.
"ELENA? Elena! where are you?!" I screamed thundering upstairs, hoping she was in her room. But she wasnt, her bedroom was empty. Damon and Alaric followed closely behind screaming Stefan and Elena's name.
"No! Where are they?!" I yelled going back down, worry in my voice as I met up with Alaric and Damon who were both breathing deeply. "The tomb vampires took them Eva, we're going to get them back, dont worry." Damon tries to calm me but i got away from his grasp and just paced around the living room.
"Im going to rip Pearl to shreds!" I hissed, clenching my fists. "Then we're going to need weapons," Alaric disappeared off behind the cabinet and came in with two baskets worth of weapons he and I personally created.
I nodded and with determination, I reached over for the arm strap that could hold numerous stakes and strap them over my arm. "Wait, no! You can't possibly mean we're bringing her along too!?" Damon said, bewildered as he unstraps the thing on my arm and gives Alaric a look.
Alaric knew he couldn't stop me. I was stubborn so he simply shrugged and loaded a crossbow. Nothing was going to get between me from saving my twin.
"No, Damon." I ripped my hand away from him and quickly tightened the strap. "You are not stopping me you hear?" I warned as Alaric yells a heads up and throws me a shotgun filled with vervain darts which I caught all the while still looking at Damon.
"There's 26 Vampires Evangeline, tell me how the hell are you going to stop them with only the three of us?" He demanded, grabbing the shotgun from my hands. "We need to think, we need to plan!" He raises his hand frustratingly and let it fall.
"I have a plan Damon," I scoffed stealing the shotgun from him. "It involves making sure they don't come out of it alive," I darkly spoke, loading the shotgun. "Listen the more we talk the more Elena is going to be in danger," Alaric walks around the counter and hands me the latest invention which was the: 'Bamm Surprise.'
I rest my leg against the kitchen chair and pulled my right pant leg up high so I could strap it on. "I need to save Elena Damon," I harshly spoke standing up once I was done. "Oh we will save Elena and Stefan," He gives me a crooked dark smile and grabs a wooden stake in the basket.
"But you're not coming with us," He tucks it in behind the waistband of his jeans and nodded at Alaric. "Like hell I'm not!" I snapped, tying my hair into a ponytail. Thunder and rain began to fall heavily outside as if the universe itself were going to make it harder to save Elena and Stefan.
"Those tomb vampires broke our deal and Im going to make them pay!" Anger and rage stirred deep inside me, wanting me to kill anyone who dare touch my twin. "We're going to get them back 'Ange," Alaric places a hand on my shoulder and looks at me with a soft weak smile.
"How do you expect to save Stefan and Elena with that stupid of a plan?! We need a better plan Evangeline. My brother is involve in this too and I'll be damn if anything happens to him!" Damon suddenly exploded, all the anger was clear in his blue eyes. Anger and fear for his brother safety. Looks like he does care for Stefan.
"Now you know how I feel," I whispered, my voice harsh and demanding. I move to leave but Damon stops me. "I can't let you leave Evangeline," He says. "Get the hell out of my way!" I shoved him, trying to move past. I needed to save Elena!
"How are we suppose to protect you when you can't even protect yourself!? You're a human Evangeline and those vampires will snap your pretty little neck and then next you'll be gone," He snaps his fingers in front of me, proving a point.
"Alaric is a human too," I glared at him pointing at Alaric who was regarding us with a hurry-up-for-gods-sakes-look. "Ric has a magical ring that can bring him back to life, you dont!" His blue eyes seem to darken at the words he spoke.
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