Hybrid Twin. (Vampire Diaries) COMPLETED

Chapter six

DISCLAIMER; I DO NOT OWN THE VAMPIRE DIARIES, ANY OF THE CHARACTERS OR PLOTLINES LINKED TO THE TV SERIES, NOR DO I OWN THE LYRICS. I ONLY OWN ELYZABETH AND HER PART WITHIN THE STORYLINE.

Chapter six

‘Hey I heard you were a wild one

Oooh

If I took you home

It'd be a home run

Show me how you'll do

I want to shut down the club

With you

Hey I heard you like the wild ones

Oooh

I am a wild one

Break me in

Saddle me up and let's begin

I am a wild one

Tame me now

Running with wolves

And I'm on the prowl....’

-Flo Rida FT Sia, Wild Ones.

Salvatore Mansion, Mystic Falls, 2012

Damon walks into the living room of the Salvatore mansion to find his brother, Elena and Alaric in a deep heated discussion about Klaus and the other originals. Damon waits until the best moment to swagger into the room and state his point loud and clear.

“I think we should be rid of hybrid twin-y, which Stefan sadly woke up.” As he says this he walks towards the cabinet and begins to pour himself a glass of alcohol out.

Stefan eye’s his brother for a few moments, confused. Earlier Damon was so hell bent on raising Elyzabeth so they could use her against Klaus. “What’s changed your mind Damon?”

Sighing, Damon slumps on the seat next to Alaric and rolls his eyes at his younger –ripper- brother. “Well, Mr Broody if you must know I just bumped into Elyzabeth or hybrid twin-y.”

Alaric sighed; knowing that Damon must’ve provoked her. “What did you do Damon?”

Damon shakes his glass of bourbon staring at it then speaks. “I just told her that she was the nicer hybrid and she flipped out. Something about being just as deadly just more in control, then she imbedded her nails into my leg making it bleed, a lot.”

The whole group frown, why did she act out so?

Alaric’s minds clicks as he thinks of it. “Earlier when I was speaking to her as soon as I mentioned Klaus or hybrid she got kinda pissy.”

Elena pouts and leans her chin on her hand. “So has she got a bad relationship with Klaus and the idea of being a hybrid?”

A chuckle is heard by the arc of the living room, everyone turns to see Elyzabeth leaning against the wall arms crossed over her chest and ankles crossed. She smirked at all the shocked faces of the room and walks into the room slowly. She stops in the centre of the room.

“Bad relationship is an understatement, love.” The word love rolls off her tongue as if it was sour and bitter to the touch. Elyzabeth pouts slightly, takes Damon’s bourbon and takes a seat next to Alaric on the sofa. “I’d describe our relationship as more problematic more then anything else. It’s truly gone to shit over these last few years…” She necks the drink in one then places it with a ‘plonk’ on the coffee table in front of her.