It's been an adventure. Since 1864 Alexandria "Alex" Elizabeth Salvatore has traveled across the globe enjoying her vampire life. Sure her brothers have had their little tiffs, and she's had her fair share of mishaps, but they have always stayed tru...
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Alex's P.O.V
I woke up and changed my clothing (Outfit above ^^^), then walked out of my room to see Damon walking out of his, and smile. "Morning Bro." Damon looked over at me. He walked towards me, and I walked up to him.
"Good Morning sister dear," Damon said and held his arm out to me.
We linked arms and went down the stairs, though we stopped walking when we were halfway down. There were two dead girls at the foot of the stairs in front of us. Damon looked at me as we walked down to them, then step over their bodies and enter the living room. Stefan was there with a few living girls as music played in the background. They were playing Twister, and their blood was dripping on the plastic matting and the floor.
"Uh-oh. Alexa, left hand, please." Stefan said, and Alexa gives him her hand like an obedient puppy. I stood there and stared at the scene in front of me. It's not like I'm shocked or anything, it's just I thought it'd be worse.
"Hey, the two brunettes on the staircase owe us a Persian rug," Damon said, and I nodded.
"Plus if you are going to make a mess, little brother, clean it up," I said and unlinked my arm with Damon, though I stayed by his side.
"You mean, they owe all three of us a Persian rug? It's my house, too." He picked up the Twister dial and held it out towards us. "Ooh! Would you like a spin?" Stefan asked.
"So this is what Klaus had in mind when he compelled you to protect Elena and your sister?" Damon asked him as he walked towards Stefan with a smirk.
"These ladies are helping me be all that I can be," Stefan said while holding his arms open. I walked up to him and cross my arms over my chest as Damon looks down.
"Please! This is you begin your careless self, and as usual, that leaves Damon and me cleaning up your mess," I said, and someone knocked on the door. I turned around and stared at the door for a bit. I heard the knocks again and sighed before going to open the front door. "And who's this? Another one of your little friends?" I asked Stefan as I swung the door open, ready to tell whoever it was to leave, but I was greeted by a blonde headed Original instead. "Rebekah." I groaned, and she pushed past me with shopping bags in her hands. "Hi to you too." And with that, I closed the door behind her. I walked around Rebekah, so I was standing next to Damon again.
"Who the hell are you?" Damon asked, and I scratched the back of my head.
"He left me here. My brother actually left me here." Rebekah said as she looked at me.
"Yeah, and what makes you think I care?" I asked her.
"You're Klaus's sister?" Damon asked, and I nodded.
"Rebekah. Pleasure, I'm sure." She says before looking back at me. "Which one's my room?"
"You're not staying here," I said, and she looked at me with raised eyebrows.
