The Vampire Diaries(BxB)

2: Alexzandr's Story

I'm knocking on the Salvatore Boarding House door knocker with my right hand, repeatedly, and put my hand down, and it opens, and I see Damon. "Hello, Ethan." He says, smiling. "Stefan here? He called, said it was important." I say, and he steps back. "Right this way." He says, and I walk in, looking for Stefan, and hear footsteps. "Hey." Stefan says, and I look at him. "What is this about?" I ask, and he turns around, and I see Rose step forward. "You." I say, and she gives a small smile, and waves with her right hand, and puts it down, and Stefan steps in front of me, as I exhale. I'm in the Living Room with Damon, Stefan, and Rose, sitting on the couch, with my arms crossed, as she's walking around. "Ok, you have to understand I only know what I've picked up over the years. And I don't know what's true and what's not true. That's he problem with all this Vampire crap but Klaus, I know is real." She says. "Who is he?" I ask. "One of the Originals. He's a Legend." Damon says. "From the First Generation of Vampires." Stefan says. "Like Elijah?" I ask. "No. You're dream husband was the Easter Bunny compared to Klaus." She says, putting her hands on her hips. "He was a Foot Soldier. Klaus is the real deal." She says. "Klaus is know to be the Oldest." Stefan says, and I point at him with my right index finger. "Ok, so you're saying that the Oldest Vampire in History of Time is coming after me?" I ask, pointing at Damon, and put my hand down, and look at Rose. "Yes." She says. "No." Stefan says. "What they're saying is. I mean, if what she's is true.." Damon says, walking past me, as I look at him. "Which it is." She says. "And you're not just saying it so we don't kill you.." Damon says, looking at her, and back to me. "Which I'm not." She says. "Then we're looking at a solid maybe." Damon says, extending his hands out, and puts them down. "Look, Elijah's dead, right? You haven't had any weird dreams?" Stefan asks, and I nod, as he walks over to me, extending his arms out. "So no one else even knows that you exist." He says, putting his hands down, and sits next to me on my left side. "Not that you know of." She says. "That's not helping." Damon says. "Look, I've never even met anyone who's laid eyes on him. I mean, we're talking centuries of truth mixed with Fiction." Stefan says, as we look at them, and he looks at me, as I look at him. "We don't know if he's real. For all we know, he could just be some sort of stupid Bedtime Story." He says. "He's real, and he doesn't give up." She says, as we look at her. "If he wants something, he gets it. If you're not afraid of Klaus, then you're an idiot." She says. "Alright, we're shaking. You made your point." Damon says, and I grab my bag, and stand up, walking towards the door. "Where are you going?" Stefan asks, as I stop and look at him. "School. I'm late." I say, and look at Damon and Rose, and Stefan stand up, walking over to me, as I look at him. "Let me, uh. Let me grab my stuff. I'll go with you." He says. "That's ok. I know where it is." I say, nodding, and give a small smile, and turn around, and walk off. I'm walking with Tony to the old Church, carrying the bag with the Popova book in it. "Tell everyone I wasn't feeling well and I went home from school." I say. "I can't believe I'm agreeing to this. I'm a terrible liar." He says. "Keep Stefan busy. I don't want him to know what I'm up to." I say. "I'm even worse at duplicity, and you know this." He says. "You managed to keep me occupied when Alex paid Stefan a visit." I say. "Yeah, because he threatened me. Not that I'm saying that you should use that as a Tactic. It's." He says, and we stop walking, as I look at him. "Stefan's gonna see right through me." He says. "Tony, as my friend, do you promise or not?" I ask, and he looks to the right, and sighs, and looks back at me. "You had to break out the Guyfriend Code." He says, and I sigh. "Ok. I promise." He says, and I nod. "Ok." I say, and turn around, and walk towards the entrance. "Why don't you want Stefan to know?" He asks. "Because he would never be ok with me doing this." I say, and walk down the steps to the Tomb. "Are you sure you want to do this?" Tony asks, and I look at him. "Yes, I'm sure. He's the only one who knows the truth about Klaus, the only one who can tell me how to stop him." I say, looking to my left at the Tomb. "But you're asking for the truth from someone who's probably never given it. Are you sure about this?" He asks, and I sigh. "Yes. I can't just sit back and wait. I have to know, Tony." I say, nodding, and he looks to the right at the Tomb and back to me. "Please." I say, and he looks back at the Tomb, me, and the Tomb again, and walks over to it, as I look at him, and take a few steps forward. He lifts the door up, and pulls it backwards, and to the left, and lays it down against the wall, and sets it down, and walks back over to me, and I take a few steps forward to the Tomb. "Alex." I say, and my voice echoes, and I turn around, and look at Tony. "I'll be okay from here." I say, and he sighs, and I hear shuffling, and turn around, and see Alex walking forward, slowly, as he's barefoot, wearing the formal long sleeve shirt from the Masquerade Ball and black pants, barefoot, and he catches the wall, after almost tripping. "Hello, Ethan. You come to watch me wither away?" He asks, with his voice strained, and looks at Tony. "Goodbye, Tony." He says, and I look at Tony. "As long as I stay on this side of the door, he can't hurt me." I say, as he looks at me. "Please." I say, and he sighs, and walks off, and I look back at Alex, and walk closer to him, and set my bag down. "Taste in Men and Clothing, I'll give you that. Stefan know your here?" He asks. "I brought you some things." I say, opening my bag. "You can to bribe me? What is it that you want?" He asks, as I pull out a pillow, and throw it on the floor next to him. "I want you to tell me about Klaus." I say. "Oh.. you've been busy." He says, smiling, and I pull out a latern with my left hand, and set it down, and pull out the Popova book. "I also brought you this. It's your Family History. I've read it. It says in here that the Family Line ended with you. Obviously that's not true." I say. "You think that if you brought me some Family Keepsake of a book, that I'd open up?" He asks, and I let my left hand go, and pull out a bottle of blood. "I also brought you this." I say, holding it up, and he dashes forward, unable to get out of the Tomb. "You don't look so good. How long before your body shuts down? Five, Ten, Twenty years? Must be painful to desiccate and mummify. I can't even imagine." I say, sarcastically, and he sits down, and I crouch down, and pull out a cup from my hoodie, and pour a little bit of blood into the cup, and set the bottle and cup down, and grab a stick next to me with my right hand, and use it to push the cup towards him, and he slowly picks it up with his right hand, and groans. "You have the Popova fire." He says, and downs it, and gasps. "More blood?" I ask, and he sets the cup down, and I pull it back with the stick. "It's a long story, Klaus and I." He says, as I pick up the cup with my left hand, and pour more blood into it. "Goes all the way back to England, fourteen ninety two." He says, as I set the cup and bottle down, and grab the stick with my right, and push it back towards him. "After I left Bulgaria." He says, picking up the cup with his right hand. "Or was thrown out. Or left." He says, and downs the cup again. "Thrown out? Left?" I ask. "My Family, your true Ancestors.. they disowned me. My indiscretions were not tolerated at that time. I somehow had a baby out of Wedlock, considering I'm a Male. The shame." He says. "It was kept secret?" I ask. "Mhm. My baby was given away. At least I didn't get bigger. It was like I was never pregnant. I was banished to England, and I had to learn to adjust, well, technically I left because my Father beat me so much for what had happened. My left side became permanently damaged. A lot like yours. So I quickly became English. It was there that I caught the eye of a Nobleman named Klaus. Who did that to you, hm?" He asks. "I'm fine." I say. "I actually care about that. If I saw whoever did that, I'd rip their heart out, without hesitation." He says. "And for what price, hm?" I ask. "None." He says. "Thank you for the offer, but. No thanks." I say. "Who all knows?" He asks. "Stefan, Jeremy, the one who did it to me, and you." I say. "Which was?" She asks, and I sigh. "You don't have to tell me. That's a secret I'll take to my grave. I was taken with Klaus at first, until I found out what he was and what he wanted from me.. and then I ran like hell." He says, and I stand up, after grabbing the bottle with my left hand. "So.. what did Klaus want?" I ask. "Same thing that he'll want from you. He wants to break the Curse." He says. "By sacrificing the Popova Doppelganger." I say. "He wanted to drain every single drop of blood from my body." He says. I grab the stick with my right hand after pouring more blood into the cup, and push it towards him. "What does the Popova Bloodline have to do with Klaus?" I ask, as he looks at me, and picks the cup up with his right hand, and I lay back against the wall, with my legs up. "It's really tedious, but.." He says, and downs the drink, and crushes the cup. "The Curse was bound by the sacrifice of Popova blood. Witches are crafty with their spells. The Doppelganger was created as a way to be able to the spell. Once the Doppelganger reappeared, the Curse can be broken." He says. "So you ran before he killed you." I say, and he nods. "Something like that." He says. "Rose never ended up taking you back to Klaus, did she?" I ask. "No. But not because she had a change of heart. I tried to kill myself, she healed me. And so.. I took the rope she tried intended to tie me up and.. well, you get the point." He says. "You killed yourself?" I ask, sitting up. "Klaus needed a human Doppelganger. As a Vampire, I was no longer any use to him." He says. "But it didn't work. You didn't really escape. You've been running from Klaus ever since." I say. "I underestimated his spirit for vengeance. But living out of a suitcase is better than dying so that you could have your blood spilled over some silly, little stupid rock." He says, and I turn to the right. "What's wrong?" He asks, as I look at him. "Afraid I'm right?" He asks, as I look to my right again. "You don't want to die? There's another way out." He says, as I look at him, and he scratches his right wrist with his right index finger. "Better hurry." He says, and I look to the right. "Your opportunity is going, going, going.." He says, as I look at him, and it heals. "And gone. I made the other choice." He says. "Rose and Trevor spent the last five hundred years running because you used them." I say, as he's holding the book. "Trevor just got killed." I say. "Never thought he would have lasted that long." He says, and I shake my head. "You don't even care that you ruined their lives." I say. "I was looking out for myself, Ethan. I will always look out for myself. If you're smart, which I know you are, you'll do the same." He says, scooting back, and opens the book. "So how much of your little story is true?" I ask, standing up, and walk around. "I have no reason to lie, Ethan. I have no reason to do anything but sit here and read and rot." He says, and I look at him, as he's reading. "Ok, so you mean it's even partially true. That's the reason why you came back, isn't it?" I ask, as he looks at me. "Because you wanted to be the one to hand me over to Klaus." I say, and he sets the book down, and stands up, looking at me, while using the wall as support. "Mm, five hundred years on the run, I figured maybe he'd be willing to strike a deal." He says. "So you got Mason Lockwood to find you the Moonstone." I say. "Right again." He says. "What else is needed to break the Curse?" I ask. "Mm. Look who's getting smarter. Well, you are the smartest kid in school, I'm not stupid." He says. "It's not just me or the stone, is it?" I ask, walking around. "Otherwise, there would be no reason to trigger Tyler Lockwood's Werewolf Curse." I say. "Witches and they're spells. So many ingredients, so many people to sacrifice." He says, and I step closer. "So you need a Werewolf." I say. "Believe it or not, they're hard to come by." He says. "What else?" I ask. "A Witch or Warlock to do the Spell. Mine bailed, but Mark'll do just fine." He says, and I step closer. "What else?" I ask. "Vampire." He says. "Tony." I say. "Could have been anyone, I suppose, but I like the poetry of Tony." He says, and I shake my head. "So you were gonna just hand us all over to be killed?" I ask. "Better you die than I." He says, and step backwards into the Tomb. "Wait." I say, and he stops, and walks towards me, and stops. "What?" He asks. "Want to make a deal?" I ask. "What kind of deal?" He asks, as I pick up the bottle of blood with my right hand. "The rest of this bottle in exchange for information about who Elijah used to be." I say. "Fine. What do you wanna know?" He asks. "Before he was killed, we had connected dreams about us being married and having children. Do you know anything?" I ask. "Oh.. so he's dead. Points for the Salvatores. I know that Elijah's dangerous, but whatever it is, it must be huge." He says, and I toss him the bottle, and he opens it, and downs it. "You got flare. Good job." He says, and scoots back into the Tomb. I grab my bag, and turn around, about to walk off, and see Stefan. "Ethan." He says, walking over to me. "Stefan. What are you doing here?" I ask, as he's looking at the Tomb, and back to me. "I could ask you the same question." He says, and I sigh. "Tony told you." I say. "No. He kept your secret, but it didn't take long for me to figure out what was so important that you'd have to keep it from me." He says. "I knew that you'd stop me." I say. "Listen to me. Whatever he said to you is a lie." He says, pointing at the Tomb with his right index finger, and I look at the Tomb. "Do not listen to him. He is a liar, Ethan." He says, and I look at him. "What if he isn't? You didn't hear what he said. Him and I are a lot similar than just looking alike and choice of style." I say, and he shakes his head. "You don't have to worry. I'm not gonna let anything happen to you." He says. "That's the problem. You won't.. but you'll die trying. How is that any better?" I ask, shaking my head. "There's nothing you can do, Stefan." Alex says, as we look at him. "I haven't even told you the best part of the story. Oh.. and thanks for the blood. He killed my entire family for my betrayal. I mean, good thing for my Father, but.. he did it just to get back at me for running. Whatever you do to escape Klaus, he will get his vengeance on your friends, your family, on anyone that you've ever loved." He says. "No. Look at me." Stefan says, putting his hands on both my arms, and I look at him. "No. Don't not listen to him, ok?" He asks, shaking his head. "Always the Protector." Alex says, as we look at him. "But even you must realize that he's doomed. There's nothing you can do to stop it. Unless of course you have this." He says, holding up the Moonstone with his right hand. "What?" I ask. "Oh, no. There it is." Stefan says, taking his hands off my shoulders, and put his left hand on my right shoulder. "That's the ultimate lie, isn't it?" He asks, stepping closer to him, after taking his hand off, and points at him with his right index finger. "You spun this whole thing so that we would have to get through stone from you, didn't you?" He asks, and Alex crosses his arms. "I didn't spin anything, Stefan. It's the truth." He says, as Stefan puts his hand down, and raises his left index finger, pointing at him. "No. Let me guess. You wanna trade that stone for your freedom. Hm? You manipulative, psychotic bastard." Stefan says, putting his hand down, and Alex gives a light chuckle. "My freedom? That's where you're wrong, Stefan. I don't want my freedom, because when Klaus shoes up to kill is all. And he will.. I'll be in the Tomb, where no Vampire will enter, because they can't get out. I'll be the safest psychotic bastard in town. Keep him safe, whoever did that to him is still out there, probably. It happened to my left side, too." He says, and turns around, and walks back into the Tomb, and Stefan looks at me. "It's true. I can see where he's coming from, but I still don't like him." He says. "I'm still taking it to my grave!" Alex exclaims. Stefan and I are walking up the steps to my house. "Ethan." He says, as I approach my door, and begin unlocking it. "I can't talk about it, Stefan." I say, pulling on the door. "You have to. Don't shut me out." He says, and I walk away from the door, crying. "Ethan, please." He says, as I turn around, and put my left hand up, and back down. "I wanted to know the truth, Stefan, and I got it." I say, and he looks sad. "It's not just me that's in danger. It's. It's Tony, and it's Tyler, and it's Mark." I say, crying more, and he approaches me. "They're all part of breaking the Curse." I say, shaking my head. "I can't blame anyone else anymore, because it's not because you came into town or because you and I fell in love." I say, shaking my head more. "That's not why everyone that I love is in danger. It's because of me.  Everything is because of me." I say, and he wraps his arms around my waist, as I wrap my arms around his neck, crying even more. "I love you so much." I say.