**Author's Note: I deleted my previous Vampire Diaries Fan Fiction since I can no longer continue. I knew it's going to suck if I continue, plus, I can't match what's happening to the TV series. So this time, I am making another Fan Fiction, with my own twist. So I hope you guys like it, and don't be afraid to review! :)**
A Vampire Diaries Fan Fiction
Someone knocked on the door.
Damon was about to pour some bourbon on an empty glass before he was interrupted. He put the bottle down on the table as he looked at the door. Who could it be? Elena wouldn't knock, she'll just come in. And if that was Stefan he would too, just come in. And if that's Alaric or Rebekah, they'll do just the same. He then went there and opened it. Once he did, he saw the most unlikely man he thought would ever come standing there wearing a smirk on his face.
"I'd like to see my sister." Klaus said in his smooth and hushed voice with his English accent. Damon was about to respond but he then immediately went inside. Damon then only shrugged and closed the door with a loud bang. "Rebekah?" Klaus called as he looked up. After a few seconds, Rebekah appeared by the staircase wearing a pink halter top and a white denim skirt.
"Hello Nick" Rebekah said with a bitter smile and Klaus only returned her affection. She then went down the stairs and stood a few feet away from him. Klaus then stepped forward, approaching her with narrowed eyes. He then smiled.
"Do you know why I'm here?" He asked. Rebekah looked at his eyes, and she then shrugged as she walked past him and into the living room.
"I don't know," She said. "But I hope that it's because you missed me, and nothing else." Klaus frowned as he watched her walk and face him. She smiled although her eyes were bitter. Klaus quietly followed her.
"I do hope that you're doing fine love, and not waking a dead vampire, if I might add." Klaus said as he shifted his eyes from the carpeted floor and to Rebekah again. Rebekah's eyes narrowed and she turned away from him with bitterness and irritation.
"I wouldn't do such a thing!" Rebekah blurt all of a sudden. Klaus then went in front of her with his vampire speed. She was surprised to find him looking at her with a frown. Her face had gone wild in surprise as she saw him in front of her.
"Don't lie to me love," Klaus said calmly with a smirk. He then pushed her hair behind her ear. "If you're trying to wake her up…"
"I'm not waking her." Rebekah immediately interrupted with her head held up high. Her nose flared in annoyance. If her brother only visited her just to annoy her, well that'll just be another reason to hate him. She hasn't forgiven him for killing their mother, and to add up, their father. And although she didn't really like nor loved their father, she couldn't help but feel angry about what Klaus did. No matter how she hated all of the members of their family, she does love them as much as she hated them. "How can you accuse me of such thing?" Klaus and Rebekah locked each other's eyes with such intensity and tension. Rebekah knew that Klaus trusted her. She was his baby sister. She was family. He would definitely trust her. She wouldn't wake her up. If she did, she knew that Klaus wouldn't know what he'd do. His eyes then softened and he exhaled. He revealed a smile as he began chuckling. He then turned away from her and started walking around her.
"Rebekah," He said as Rebekah watched him intently. "Let bygones be bygones. Put all that I have done in the past. We live for an eternity; you might as well forgive me." He then stopped and looked at Rebekah, who only watched him.
"I do know that Nick" Rebekah said softly. "But I'm not in the mood for your games." Klaus then chuckled and turned away from her. He saw Damon standing by the liquor table, watching them as he drank bourbon.
"Do you mind getting me some of that?" Klaus said to Damon who only frowned at him.
"I would, but you're not really welcome in my house, so…" Damon replied with eyebrows arched. Klaus only raised an eyebrow and Damon smirked. Klaus turned away and faced Rebekah again who was frowning as well.
"Oh don't pout Rebekah…" Klaus said softly.
"I don't pout Nick," Rebekah replied. "Now, it's time for you to leave." She added and Klaus frowned.
"You're not still angry, are you?" Klaus asked. Rebekah only looked at him with an eyebrow raised. She wasn't intimidated with Klaus. She wasn't afraid of him either.
"I'm not." She replied slowly.
"That's better…" Klaus said with a smile. "I'll be back soon love." He said as he walked past his sister, headed to the door, and in a few moments, he was gone. Rebekah exhaled in relief. If Klaus knew that she was lying, he'd kill her. He'd rip her heart out of her chest and she'll be gone forever.
Damon sat down on the couch looking at Rebekah, and she looked at him. He sipped on his bourbon and said, "Who did you wake?" Rebekah gulped as she too sat down on the other couch.
"It's better if I just… keep it to myself." Rebekah slowly replied as she stared on the carpeted floor. Her heart thumped in nervousness. "Nick won't be very happy about what I did. But I'm willing to take the risk."
"And why do you want to plan revenge against your brother?" Damon asked, frowning. "I thought you loved your brother dearly?" He imitated their accent and emphasized the word love. Rebekah only exhaled. She only had one reason, and that's why she did all this. Klaus killed their mother, and he lied to her. It's been thousands of years, and all that time, he lied. Rebekah is the only one who knew Klaus' weakness. She was dumb enough to be afraid to do it. But it's time. It's time for her to finally do it. She then stood up.
"You have no business about what I'm doing, Damon. And that is why, you can't know. None of you can." She said firmly at Damon. She then headed up the stairs.
The next night, Caroline laughed along with Elena. They were playing pool at the Grill and drank some beer. It was Elena's turn so she held the stick and shot the white ball towards the dark blue one, and sent it straight to the hole. Caroline clapped her hands and Elena smiled at her.
"Great shot," she heard someone say and saw Stefan standing a few steps away, watching her with a smile on his face. He was crossing his arms over his chest. She then rolled her eyes.
"It was an easy one," She replied. Stefan then chuckled. Elena continued to look at him and she knew that after what happened with Klaus a long time ago, everything has changed between them. Though, they remained friends. It was too sad to even think that several months had passed and Stefan still hadn't change back when she met him.
"Why don't I teach you a better shot?" He asked. Elena put her hands in her pockets and sighed.
"No thanks," She replied. She then saw Damon was about to approach them. "But I think Damon's about to come and get you." She pointed at Damon and Stefan turned to look. Damon was still a few feet away and he approached them with his signature smirk.
"Hello brother," Damon said and he looked at her. "Elena," he said. Elena gave him a faint smile. She then felt her heart skipped a beat. She loves Damon; she knew that – only she wouldn't admit it ever again. What kind of girl would she be to love both of them? She doesn't want to be like Katherine at all.
"Damon," Stefan said with an annoying smile. He was smirking like an ass, and Elena rolled her eyes. "Here to protect Elena? Oh wait, she's not yours to protect anyway." He said. Damon only narrowed his eyes as he gave him a faint smile and his eyebrows rose in amusement.
"No." He replied. "Actually, I came here for you. Now, why don't we go and have a drink?" Elena watched them as Stefan smiled and shrugged.
"Sure, why not?" He replied as his eyes shifted to Elena. Damon then put his arm around his little brother's shoulder as they turned and walked away. Caroline then appeared by her side and she sighed loudly. Elena didn't realize that Caroline was still there watching.
"Stefan's being such an ass." She said. "Ever since Klaus compelled him, he turned into a dick." Elena crossed her arms over her chest and inhaled deeply.
"Gotta get used to it," Elena said with her eyebrows arched as she watched the Salvatore brothers walk to the bar.
Stefan and Damon sat on the bar stool as Damon ordered scotch for them. "What's up?" Stefan asked. Damon only looked at him with a smile on his face.
"While you weren't home last night, Klaus came for a visit." Damon said with a smirk. Stefan then frowned. Damon sensed his brother's curiosity of why Klaus came to the house, and maybe he was concerned for him. Damon knew that Stefan is letting his humanity show, although Stefan would never want to admit that.
"What did he do?" Stefan asked. Damon then shrugged.
"He visited his baby sister, Barbie Klaus." Damon replied with a smile. "Klaus accusing her of waking someone up – which I think is another vampire. Rebekah lied about it saying she didn't do it and Klaus believed her." Stefan continued to frown.
"How did you know she was lying?" Stefan asked. "And why was she doing that to Klaus?"
"I saw it with my own eyes. Once Klaus left, she was so relieved. And from what she said, she wants revenge for killing their mother. All I can say is that finally she woke up to reality." Damon said, raising his eyebrows. The bartender finally served their scotch and Stefan took the glass. Damon watched his brother sip, and after a few moments, he too took his glass and sipped as well. Once he was done, he put the glass back down on the counter.
A girl sat a few bar stools away from them. She had golden brown hair that had big curls at the end, aristocratic features, deep green eyes, and she wore a black wool coat that had a belt, and it flowed down looking like a skirt to her knees. She also wore dark jeans and black patent leather knee-high platform wedge boots. They heard her order some champagne and she all of a sudden turned to look at them. She gave them a faint smile. Damon only smirked and Stefan raised his glass towards her.
Before Damon can stand up, Stefan stopped him and he was the one who stood up and approached her. Damon then continued to smirk and rolled his eyes as he sipped on his drink once again. He chugged all the scotch down until the glass was empty, then he laid the glass down on the counter, and he stood up. He approached Stefan who just introduced himself to the girl.
"And this is my brother Damon," Stefan said and Damon gave her a half smile. She was pretty, and she definitely looked new in this town. She then looked at the bartender as he served her Cristal champagne. She then turned to look at the both of them and smiled.
"Nice to meet you," She said. Her voice was very cool and they noticed her English accent. Stefan smiled.
"You're new here right?" He asked. Damon rolled his eyes, obviously she's new here. The girl nodded as she sipped on her champagne.
"That's right," She replied. Stefan leaned on the counter and made a flirtatious smile. Damon put his hands in his pockets as he watched.
"What do you say we go someplace else? A lady like you shouldn't be in this kind of place." Stefan compelled her, and the girl only laughed. Damon frowned. Why wasn't she compelled? Was it because of vervain or is she a vampire?
"Don't compel me." She said in amusement. She then stood up as she faced them with an amused smile. "It doesn't work. By the way, you're the Salvatores right?"
"Yeah" Damon said, narrowing his eyes at her. Who is this girl? "That's right."
"Hi, I'm Elizabeth Rousseau, a friend of Rebekah's." She said, extending her hand for them to shake. Damon and Stefan looked at it and didn't shake her hand. She then withdrew her hand as she shrugged. "Rebekah mentioned she was living at your place. Do you mind taking me to her?" Stefan and Damon looked at each other. Elizabeth laughed. "Don't worry, I won't hurt you. You have my word for that." Damon walked closer as he looked at her green eyes in suspicion.
"How do we know we can trust you?" He asked, he then revealed his vampire features to scare her off. She blinked her eyes and she slowly smiled at him. She then grabbed his neck and lifted him up. He was nearly choking, her grip was strong, and that could only mean one thing: she was a vampire. She looked at Stefan who was ready to attack her.
"Don't move Stefan." She said and she looked at Damon again. "You will do as I say without second thoughts, is that clear?" She then compelled Damon and she let him go once he nodded. Damon coughed as Stefan only watched them, dumbstruck.
"You're a vampire." Stefan said in awe. Elizabeth only smiled.
"Now that we've been introduced, why don't you take me to Rebekah?"
Damon and Stefan took Elizabeth to the boarding house where Rebekah was. Elizabeth asked Damon to open the door for her and he did which was not a surprise. "Rebekah," Stefan called. "Someone's here for you."
"Go ahead and sit," Damon said in irritation. She was a vampire who compelled him to do what she says, and one wrong move, she'd kill him. Who is she anyway? Why is she here? What is Rebekah up to? Whatever it is, Damon needed a lot of drink to cool his head off.
Elizabeth sat on the couch in the living room and looked around. "Do you live here, or is this a place where you hang out?" She asked. Damon was pouring himself a drink and he stopped to look at her.
"We live here," Stefan replied as he sat on the other couch. Elizabeth nodded and they saw Rebekah coming to the living room. Her eyes widened as she saw Elizabeth in the flesh.
"Elizabeth!" Rebekah said with wide eyes. Elizabeth then stood up with a smirk on her face.
"Surprise, surprise…" She replied and Rebekah approached her.
"I didn't know you'd be here sooner, if Nick knew you're here…"
"He doesn't. Nobody has trailed my tracks." Elizabeth quickly interrupted. "I knew you needed me, so I have come here as soon as you…"
"Let's talk about that someplace else, where there are no eavesdroppers." Rebekah quickly said as she looked at Damon and Stefan who watched them. Elizabeth looked at them too, and she looked back at Rebekah.
"Please," Stefan said in amusement. He pretended that he was offended. Damon only rolled his eyes at his brother as he put the glass of scotch down after he drank.
"Shut up Stefan," He told him.
"Alright," She replied, ignoring the both of them. "Does Nick know I'm here?"
"He doesn't." Elizabeth then smiled.
"Good." She said. "It's easier that way."
"If he knows you are, I'll be dead for the next century." Rebekah warned her. "He can't know you're here."
"He'll know soon, I'm sure of that. He always does." Elizabeth said, sitting down again. "But when he does, I'm sure it'll be fun."
She smiled at Rebekah.