Not What She Seems

Chapter Eight

     I could hear people talking around me, but I couldn't respond. I was surrounded by darkness. I had a weird feeling in my chest, though I had never felt it before. I tried to ignore it for a second while I listened in around me. 

     "Look, boy, you need to calm down." I heard a deep, british voice say. Klaus. I heard pacing in heavy boots. 

     "How can I?! You killed her! She didn't deserve that!" Another voice says, it sounded familiar, but I couldn't put my finger on it. Where they talking about me? Am I dead? Then why can I still hear everything? "How can you feel nothing about this?!" The same voices yells again.

     "Because her life means very little to me. And should mean the same for you, Kyran." Klaus threatens. I mind froze. Kyran? Why is he freaking out that I might be dead?  I heard silence. "Isn't that right?" Klaus questions.

     "Y-Yes Klaus..." He trails off, agreeing with Klaus. A chuckle comes from Klaus' lips.

     "Well... to make sure, guess I'll just have to put a bad imagine in your head, to get her out of it" Klaus states. "Make sure she stays dead." He says bluntly.

     Shock filled my body. But I'm not dead! I screamed in my head. I knew I had to open my eyes, if I did, they would know I'm not dead. I could hear Klaus stomping over to me and I did everything I could, just to open my eyes. I heard Kyran shout Klaus' name right before I finally got my eyes open, perfect to see Klaus ready to pull my heart out. I swiftly place my hand in front of Klaus's fist. His faces turns from confusion to shock, to realization. He slowly looked up from his hand to my face. 

     "My life means very little to you, huh?" I say darkly. I squeeze his fist, earning a groan.

     "E-Eve.. y-your eyes.. a-and hair..." He squeaks out, fear covering his whole body. "P-Purple.. black.. a-and white..." I give him a weird look, quickly ignoring his comment. I twisted his wrist, snapping it like a twig.

     "Answer me!" I yell in his face, he tried to hide himself flinching. It almost looked like he was shaking. I liked the power I had over him. 

     "D-Don't take it personally, I thought you were dead.." He tries to explain, but all I heard was excuses. I bend his wrist bad, breaking it even more. He tried to hold back a scream. I push him away from me, all the way to the wall. I looked at the other presence in the room, Kyran. I heard him rambling, unable to understand it all. But... he wasn't speaking. I could here his thoughts. My eyes widened and I looked at Klaus, I now could hear was he was thinking. Sirens can read minds... I reminded myself. I looked at the floor and shook my head, lifting it back to see Kyran. I lightly shook my head in disappointment at him before giving him a displeased face and walking towards the exit, everyone knew better than to stop me. 

     I was speed walking down the street from Klaus' house to my apartment. It seemed like it was taking forever, but to other people, it probably looked like I was running. I had to keep my head down and stare at the ground, anyone I even glanced at, I could read their mind. I could hear, smell, and even see better. I felt this weird power in my whole body. It was overwhelming me and I did everything I could to keep it from taking over me. I raced to my apartment, turning down my road and slipping into my new home. I had a raging headache and the burning in my chest was still slightly there. I tore my jacket off my shoulders as I crashed on the couch. I stuck my head in my hands and let myself fulling understand what I let happen. 

     I let Klaus turn me into the most powerful creature known to man. I can't be killed. I have no weaknesses. When I was born, I was a witch, until I was turned into a vampire. Now, I'm both.. and more. My body was in shock. My mind slowly comprehending how powerful I am. I'm a vampire, a werewolf, a witch, and a siren, and apparently I'm a doppelganger too! My hands were shaking and I didn't realize the tears streaming down my face until they were pooling in my hands. I jumped up off the couch and started pacing around. I saw my phone on the counter and began contemplating on whether or not I should call someone. But who could I talk to? My mind scanned through everyone I knew, until it finally hit someone. I grabbed my phone and began to scroll through my contacts, but the person I wanted to talk to.. was already calling. I answered without hesitation. 

     "Damon?" My voice choked up. I heard some angry arguing before someone actually responded. 

     "Eve? Is that really you?! Are you okay?!" He questioned me, clearly concerned. "What did Klaus do to you?!" He shouted. 

     "I can't handle this, Damon.. I can hear and smell everything. Help.. please..." I squeaked out, I held a hand over my mouth to cover my panic and crying.

     "Listen to me Eve, you'll be okay. I'm on my way. I'll be there as soon as possible. Just lay low, stay in your house. Don't talk to anyone. I'll be there." He tells me, trying to calm me down. "Send me your address and I'll be there faster than you'd think." 

     I mutter out a quick 'okay' and we hung up, I quickly type my address in. Hearing the 'sent' sound from my phone, I went in my bedroom. I could hear everything. I could smell everything. I smelled someone's body oder from down the street. I could hear a fight going on streets down. I laid in bed and wrapped a pillow around my ears. I cried, trying to drown it all out. 

     Damon and I were unsuspected best friends. He was the first person I met in Mystic Falls. I was the first one he told he had feelings for Elena. We were best friends, until I told Damon I had to leave. We had a fight about it. I was one of the few people he was close to without gaining feelings for them. He didn't want me to come to New Orleans because of Klaus. I didn't have a reason to be scared of Klaus, I never pissed him off. Now, I knew why to be scared of him, but now I will never have a reason to. 

      Even with Damon and I's fight, he's still coming to help me. I couldn't thank him enough for that. I needed my best friend.

     It was hours later until Damon arrived. I could smell him from miles away, I never could before. I waited for his car to reach my house. I waited to hear him ring my doorbell. As soon as I did, I ran to the door faster than lightning. I opened the door with no hesitation and was met with the same crystal blue eyes I hadn't seen in mouths. His face was covered in worry and fear, but I barely got a glance before I crashed into him, hugging him like my life depended on it.