#therippersaint

Butterflies were encased in the pit of her stomach. This was a new town, she didn’t know anyone. Her daughter was at home with a babysitter and Altheda was heading towards a masquerade ball. She didn’t know why she decided to go, she didn’t know anyone and would be standing there all night by herself. The moment she entered the open-layout mansion, she beelined straight for the bar, obtaining a flute of champagne. A sigh blew out of her lips and she had to adjust her mask, it had been slipping down her face. 

Taking another delicate sip, Altheda ventured outside towards where the main event was being held. It was teeming with what must have been all the adults in Mystic Falls and suddenly she felt very isolated. She knew no one here. Her free hand picked up the nervous habit of fiddling with the fabric of her dress. Was it too simple? Too basic? Her nervous eyes refused to meet anyone else’s, hoping to hid the blatant fear they held. 

          Of course Elena was aware of the fact that once       their arrangement was over, she'd return       to her old and actual life at College with her       friends. She felt bad for just leaving them       behind without saying a word. She just        vanished completely -- turned off her phone       so no one was able to contact her, but        she did let Alaric know she was and would        be okay.

         Hearing the door open, the brunette grinned       and turned her head to look at Stefan. This        whole thing was silly in her eyes but she'd do       this for him.

         " Hello, darling. I made you a sandwich. "

"Did you forget about how much fun we had in the twenties?"

therippersaint

''Chloe! We need you over here!'' The blue-eyed woman looked up as she heard her name being called through the medical facility. She raced over there, seeing the doctors dragged in an injured soldier. She had seen it ever so often the past months- this war was killing dozens every day. ''I got it.'' Chloe announced the doctors and they left. She sat down beside the man, getting out her stuff. She lifted his shirt and saw the bullet wound, biting her lower lip. Luckily the bullet had already left his body, so she didn't have to get that out anymore.

''This is probably going to hurt.'' Chloe announced, and she turned to get her disinfection liquid and a cotton pad to clean the wound. When she had found it all, she turned back to him, but to her surprise, there was no wound left. ''W-What happened..?'' Chloe muttered in shock, looking up at the man who's face had now completely changed.

She was exhausted, chasing after deer and rabbits and squirrels. They were fast but of course Ruby was quicker, sometimes she out ran them and had to swing back to pounce on them, sinking her teeth into their alarmed bodies would always make her gag, until the warm liquid seeped down her throat and made every nerve ending in her body spark dully, obviously not as much as it would should she begin to drink human blood, but that wasn't allowed with Stefan. She didn't detest him for it, not liking the thought of drinking from people but she did miss the way her blood zinged in her veins. "I'm tired and full, are we done yet?" They still didn't have a day ring for her yet, so they were hunting at night time and she could feel dawn coming, her body beginning to wear down. 

Ruby was walking back alleys, trying to hide from prying eyes. She was only knew to this night time life, and she was finding it hard to blend it, what with the constant bloodlust and burning hunger. As if in response to her thoughts, she felt her fangs elongate and she clasped a hand over her mouth, trying to get back to the safety of her blacked-out home.