A Humanityless Vampire

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"What do you mean her humanity is off?"

"A vampire's humanity is fragile. Our emotions are heightened and when we can't handle it we get hurt more. So no matter what we do, if we can't handle it we flip the switch and say goodbye to our emotions."

"What do you need me for?"

"Does she love you?"

"I think so."

"Then you're the closest thing we have to her humanity."

"How do you know?"

"Because my grandfather did it for my grandmother." He follows me downstairs and I'm blocked by my grandpa.

"Move."

"No can do."

"I can't believe you're making me do this." I put my hand up and I concentrate on him. He drops to the ground.

"Elizabeth."

"It's funny what happens when you mess with a witch hybrid. Let's just say I'm a bit impatient." He finally passes out.

"Did you kill him?"

"No. He's my family why would I?" I open the door.

"Damn. You look terrible."

"Bitch." Wendy says weakly.

"You asked for it." I put my hand up and I give her what she's asking for. She cries out in pain. I rip the restraints off. I put her in the safe and I turn to Shaun.

"Open that, she'll kill you." He nods and I flash upstairs.

"Uncle Jeremy do you have the Gilbert ring?"

"Yes why?"

"I'm gonna need it."

"For what?"

"Plan C."

"Here." He takes it out of his back pocket and throws it to me.

"Thanks." I head back downstairs. I put a little vervain in a blood bag then I go into the cell.

"Step out."

"No."

"I am not going to ask you again, step out or she will kill you." He closes the door and looks through the bars. I open the safe and I drag her out, throwing her against the wall. She coughs a little then wakes up.

"Bitch."

"Hello to you too Wendy. And just to think I brought you a little gift." I hold up the blood bag. I stand up and throw it at my feet. I stand like Mom does when Dad had his humanity off for some unknown reason. She looks up at me, from my curled brown hair to my purple undershirt under my favorite leather jacket, finally to my black jeans and my favorite 6 inch heeled boots that come up to my ankle. She grabs the blood bag, greedily tearing it open and sucking it down until finally she coughs and spits it up.

"Now how did that make you feel Wendy Darling? Angry because I hurt you? Or terrified because you know that I have no problem doing it again?"

"You won't actually hurt me."

"Unlike you I'm like my mom, who's like your dad. We both know how to do what needs to he done without worrying about collateral damage. That's the beauty of being a true Salvatore."

"I'm more Salvatore then you are."

"Let's get into that later. But first lets see if you have a heart." I grab Wendy by her throat and I stick my hand in her chest. I wrap my fingers around it.

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