Title: Enter Elena
Author: Puck
Email: Mish_S_Mail@yahoo.com
Ratings: 15
Spoilers: VD computer game although, Dialog has been changed to
protect the innocent...
Disclaimers: VD belongs to LJS, the game to Her Interactive.

Summary: Options were so limited in the computer game and everything
so cliche and predictable, I decided to take creative license with
some kick a$$ fan fiction. For those of you who haven't played the
game, you won't get why I hate this particular scene so much...


                                                                      
Meet the Teacher

I needed the damn key! If I didn't get the cap to give to the ghost,
I wouldn't get the old gold and be able to buy the rune for Bonnie.
And I needed the key to get the cap in the "Spirit of Fell's Chruch"
display case...

So here I am, up at good old Robert E. Lee around midnight and
scared out of my mind. The key should be in Damon's room. You know,
ever since I first met him at the gallery opening he never seemed
quite right and especially after I talked to Carloline and she said
that he was practically hitting on her. Then again, he was
practically hitting on me, but I'm used to it...

-OH footsteps... darting behind a dispplay case, I didn't breathe or
even peer out to see who was coming. Probably the nasty security
gaurd who caught me last time and kicked me out of my own freakin'
school. I should just break the damn case open and steal the hat...

The footsteps receeded and I poked my head out. Good, the coast was
clear. Uncrouching, I stretched out my muscles a bit and headed for
the science wing. Hair prickled on end all down my neck. Something
about this school at night was really creepy. Like all those Freddy
and Jason movies... didn't they end up meeting each other, I wonder
who would win?

Room 113, Mr. Damon Smith's room. Pushing carefully on the door, I
found the lights on but nobody home. Goody. Now, where would he hide
that key. Obviously I started off with his desk, top drawer full of
pens and passes and admits...might want to take a few of those to use
later... all the other drawers full of freshly copied papers, tests
and lesson plans. One or all of those wouldn't hurt either...

But no key. Damn. Wait a minute, all the other stuff I've needed has
been in some weird place.... Crossing the room to the skeleton, I
inspected it thoughrouly. Hey now, don't laught, haven't you people
ever heard of a skeleton key? Nothing there. Next came the jars with
preserved little animals in them. Nothing. Why would anyone want to
spend an entire school year in a room like this for the rest of their
lives? This is probably what English teacher hell looks like...you
know because they like books and all...oh forget it.

Damn, where was that key! AHA! Drawers stacked up five high at the
end of the preserved display. First drawer- no luck. Pulling the
second open, I heard a familliar soud- footsteps.

Oh God- they won't believe me if they catch me! They won't think I'm
stealing a key and a hat! They'll think I'm trying to cheat! I'll
never get Homecoming Queen and either Caroline or a cheerleader
willl! THIS CANNOT BE HAPPENING!!

Scrambling faster I yanked the second drawer open, no luck. Third
drawer, something jingled and I saw the key go under a stack of
papers, brushing them aside hurridly, I almost had my hand on the key
when the door opened and someone said-

"Elena, what are you doing here so late?" Damon's voice.
Ohmygodmylifeisflashingbeforemyeyes....

Composing my face, I stood gracefully, hoping my cheeks had cooled
since my ferver at searching for the damn key.

"Mr. Smith," I began slowly, crisply. "I need your help with
something, that is why I'm here so late."

A slow smile played across his full lips, as he tried to keep the
gaming light from showing in his eyes. "My help?" Oh God, if he plays
coy I'm going to barf on his shoes, I thought. "What would bring you
here so late at night for my help... What is so important that you
would risk your life by coming here?"

"How am I risking my life by coming here?" Raising my eyebrows I
felt myself going pale. I should have gone and spoken to Stefan
before coming.

Damon's eyes sparkled for a moment. "Really Elena, all of these
attacks... you being out so late, you're putting yourself in harm's
way, almost like you mean to be next."

"Mr. Smith, I'm trying to help stop these attacks. Besides, they're
only being made on children and I, am hardly a child." I countered.
Something was going on, he was being too sly, like the cat who caught
the canary. "Besides, what are you doing out so late at night
yourself, I mean, they might start to suspect you for the attacker.
After all, how much do they really know about you..." He looked
flustered, but only for a second, in a blink he was his normal smooth
stalker self again.

"Do you think I'm the attacker Elena?" Damon asked, seriously. "And
do you think yourself invulnerable from the attack? What magic have
you got to fend this obviously supernatural attacker off...?"

"No, Mr. Smith, I don't think you're the attacker," I stated. "And I
know I am not invulnerable, and I don't have any magic. But I do know
how to end this, and that is why I need your help. I need to borrow
the civil war cap from your Spirit of Fell's Church display."

"The cap?" Damon asked, credulously. "What do you need the cap for?"

Taking a deep breath, I began, "I need the cap to give to the ghost
for the old gold so I can buy and antique rune from the art gallery
where my ex-friend Caroline whom you drove home works so Bonnie can
give me a reading and I can vanquish the attacker," I let out in one
continuous sentance.

Damon simply looked amused. "Ghosts? Old gold? Runes? Do you
honestly think you can stop something so powerful with such
nonesense?"

"Yes," I said simply. "I do." Damon sighed, uncrossing his arms. His
endless black eyes turned to me, very serious again.

"You do realize that cap was bought with blood, so now it has a
blood debt, don't you?" Damon started.

Oh my God. "Uhm, what does that mean?" I asked, feeling stupid.

Damon didn't do anything except answer, but with such a scorching
intensity in his eyes I thought I might go up in flames. "It means
that if I let you borrow that cap, you'll have to do something for
me.."

"You pervert!" I screamed and his eyes widened. What a jerk, no
wonder he was drooling all over Caroline in her easy access dress,
honestly, public schools have gone to-

"Nothing like that-" Damon began. "I meant-" he paused, showing me
his elongated fangs. "Something like this. I'm surprised you made it
this far, sweet, Elena..."

"One too many vampires in my life," I muttered. "Okay, so I give you
a pint and I get the hat?"

Damon looked absolutely stunned, "Well, I- of course, but-"

"Great, look, you get you're blood when I bring it back." I paused.
"Then again, I could die before I actually brought it back, so
wouldn't it be much easier for you if you just helped me to kill the
other evil vampire, and that way, you're 0+ would be ensured?"

Damon looked puzzled. "You mean you're not going to scream or run or
swoon into my arms?"

I cocked an eyebrow at him, "No... what's a swoon? Besides, this guy
that I'm trying to stop, is so much badder than you. I've got he
Brazov dagger and all the ingredients, all I need is the damn rune
and then I can stop him. I'd really really apreciate your help, after
all, Stefan maybe a sweetie, but he's not that strong, so I need all
the help I can get..."

"Stefan?" Damon gulped.

"Yeah.. that's what I said..." I said.

"That's my little brother, we killed each other five hundred years
ago..." Damon said, looking away as his eyes went distant.

"He didn't tell me he had a brother," I steamed, absolutely mad that
the man I was destined for ever since I met him yesterday night
didn't tell me every detail of his un-life. "He didn't tell me he had
a brother who was a vampire whom he killed either.."

"He always was jealous of me..." Damon moaned.

"Aww... well, why don't you help me and then we can maybe work out a
deal, I'll ditch the dodo and we can run off to Italy and I'll spend
you're money?" I smiled cheerily.

"Sure..." Damon said slowly. "Hey, Elena, if you have the Brasov
dagger, why don't you give it to me, I can get Ultimate Power and
then we can rule the world together...?"

"Because Damon, nobody should have ultimate power, just be lucky you
have me..." I scoffed. Then turned and walked toward the door...
"Coming babe?"

Damon rolled his eyes and followed, "I suppose I'm simply a sucker
for a dominate female..." And laughing at his own joke, followed his
blonde mistress out to the display case....

~The End~


P.S. It's an awesome game, and I've been in the process of trying to
locate more games to put up for sale on my website. If you're
interested in getting the game now, I suggest ebay as the company
doesn't make them anymore. But they make nancy drew, I mean, god
forbid they advertise the vampire diaries game so people actually
knew about it and bought it, then maybe they wouldn't have sold us
out for some chick who... aww never mind (end rant)