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There will be some revamping on Elena happening over the course of the next week. I will be keeping my two main group verses (We Are Pack and Dalcrest Academy AU) and editing her main verse, however I will be dropping all other threads (unless I've told you otherwise). I'm sorry if you've been waiting on a reply from me, if it's in my group verses you'll get them by the beginning of next week. My muse for Elena hasn't been cooperating with me lately but I'm working on getting her muse back. 

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           {Out of all the people that Elena could run into Elijah was the last person she'd of even considered a possibility. After all the Federation was large and the last she heard of the Old Ones was during the wars over a century previous. Elena's hand quickly began to heal, a fact that seemed to go widely unnoticed or be simply ignored by the other patrons of the bar with the exception of a friend from her table which was quickly making their way over.}

           {After they asked her if she was alright, Elena told him she'd be back there in awhile as Elijah was an old friend, before she finally drew her attention back to him.}

                               "Yeah--- i'm sorry. I wasn't watching where I was going.

                               How-- How are you? It's been... what? Almost 200 years?"

           {The burn on her hand was now forgotten and Elena was more concerned with drying her dress with the few napkins she could find. She did offer him a smile, however, in-between wiping her dress.} 

New Years 2261 | Elena & Elijah

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12:01am. 1st January, 2261.

                         [ This was never how he expected for the world to turn out. Far different from it actually. Knowledge of the supernatural had always been something that seemed an impossible idea. The citizens of the world held such panic and fear of the unknown, especially when it was something as out there such a supernatural community. Yet, by some form of miracle it seemed that everything worked out for the better. Odd. It was still odd. It would probably always be odd to him. One of those little things that he held too much stock in, it seemed. Still, that evening he seemed to be enjoying himself and that was the one thing that mattered. Not that Elijah ever got himself into situations that he did not enjoy. Moot point and all. 

                                      But when he went out the blonde that was now in front of him was hardly the one that he thought he would see. Whether it be in that moment or ever in the future. He looked down briefly at her hand before looking back up at her, offering her a polite smile. Given their little run the least he could do was offer her a small smile. ]

                               “Are you alright?”

           [ Just because the other Old Ones had certain reputation attached to them that did not mean that he did not actually hold true concern for her and her new found injury. ] 

                                       “I do apologize for that.”

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     Elena finished with the plates before making her way back into the living room and the piles of boxes. However her stride paused for a split second when she sensed Allison's emotions. Elena honestly hadn't meant it as a personal jab because Elena understood how hard this was for Allison, even after all this time. Allison had been witness to Uncle Chris' and Jeremy's reactions to Elena turning into a werewolf and while Elena had eventually managed to deal with what she had become, largely due to Isaac, Elena had been witness to the internal conflict with plagued Allison. Elena was born supernatural, Allison wasn't. Elena finally continued her walking when Allison began to head into the room as well and Elena started in on one of the boxes of what she thought was Camden's stuff. 

     Part of Elena wished they hadn't come back to Beacon Hills. They had all had a life in Chicago. They had created their own little pack consisting of Isaac, Allison, Camden, and herself. They were actually happy and relatively safe. But then Scott had called and they couldn't refuse the call of their Alpha especially when there was such a strong threat against the town. "I know we will, the question is what will the cost be? You know as well as I do how rare it is for a pack to survive something like this intact. Hell they attacked Scott in the middle of the day, they are openly killing...." Elena trailed off when she picked out Camden's toy wolf out of the box and her shift in emotions was plain as day upon her face even more so then a few minutes previously. Her hand came up to her mouth to steady herself as she attempted to conceal her emotions as best as she could. "I don't care if I die again, but Isaac and Camden.. if anything happened to them.. I've never questioned Scott's decisions before but maybe we shouldn't of come back."

     Elena understood this was a catch 22 type of situation. Scott needed numbers, he needed them to be there because innocent people were at risk. The entire town was at risk. She was being selfish to a certain extent, but she was also being a mother worrying about her child, her family. Then again both of their family was also here. Allison's father, Maggie, and Jeremy. They'd returned to protect them as well. The whole situation was just taking a toll on emotionally. 

Allison watched as her cousin moved around the kitchen, first next to her and then to move the plates into a cabinet. The Argent didn’t let a single word slip from behind her lips having understood what those plates meant to Elena. She didn’t want to be the one to cause something to happen to them.

A long sigh passes her lips and she combs her thin fingers through her brunette curls. Under it all and hidden behind a mask she wouldn’t let fall, Allison felt like it was a personal jab toward her. She was the one that had been last to come. the one who least wanted to be here. She’d avoided it all this time.

"We’ll figure it out Elena, we always do" she states with false confidence as she leans on the counter "We’re a pack…we’ll pull ourselves together and be able to do this…".

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That moment you realize that since we're still in Elena's Kidnapping arch, most of our verse's characters don't even realize the storm that's already brewing with the nogitsune yet... 

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Semi-Hiatus Notice:

Starting tomorrow (25 Feb 2014) I will have limited internet access during some daytime hours and more so in the evening hours for a time frame spanning between a week to possibly a month. The pipes in our house broke and caused a lot of damage from the weather and we’ll be in a hotel though I will have to be in the house some when workers are here. Anyway, this doesn’t mean I’ll be totally inactive. I’ll still do replies and plot with people, it’s just that there may be a day I won’t be able to get on and I may be slower.

Thanks for understanding. 

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Semi-Hiatus Notice:

Starting tomorrow (25 Feb 2014) I will have limited internet access during some daytime hours and more so in the evening hours for a time frame spanning between a week to possibly a month. The pipes in our house broke and caused a lot of damage from the weather and we’ll be in a hotel though I will have to be in the house some when workers are here. Anyway, this doesn’t mean I’ll be totally inactive. I’ll still do replies and plot with people, it’s just that there may be a day I won’t be able to get on and I may be slower.

Thanks for understanding. 

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     Elena was exhausted. There really was no other word for it. It wasn't just that she was having trouble sleeping, or that her sleep issues were even more extreme lately then they had been since the whole 'murder and resurrection' thing. Stiles was killing people, or rather the nogitsune in him was; he had placed a bomb in a police station, terrorized the school, shot Mr. Finstock. And then Isaac was in the hospital. It all seemed insane and surreal. last school year Elena's biggest worry was a few social climbers in the school whom she had quickly dealt with. She was normal, the girl every girl wanted to be and every boy seemed to want. And then she had finally started to notice some of the strange things happening around her. She began to question her uncle and Allison's actions. She'd been distracted when her and Allison went to France but still she began to put pieces together only to be killed by her new English teacher. 

     Elena watched her friends from the other side, a spirit trapped and unable to help them. It was hard and it gave her perspective. She had spent so much time focused on herself, her own vain conquests and so little time noticing that her friends were going through life and death challenges every day. Elena had wanted to help them, do something, anything and finally she had been given the chance when the Guardians brought her back, triggering her angel half. No one remembered that she died, at least not the humans, the Guardians saw to that. But it didn't take long for the supernatural to see through the mist. Sure Elena was still.. Elena, but Rome wasn't built in a day and while she was much less of an Ice Queen now, her being more caring toward her friends, more involved, and less self-involved, there were still aspects of her personality that never left her. It made up who she was. 

     So when all Hell broke loose again, Elena acted without thinking of herself. People were hurt and she had the power to heal them. She understood the toll that could place on her, but she didn't care. She had to do something. The first person she managed to get to was Mr. Finstock, she hadn't been in the class, rather she'd been here at the hospital when he was brought in and after they stabilized him she healed him, at least partially before she had to flee the room when doctors came by. The second person was one of the deputies from the Police Station. And while that had already taken a pretty huge toll on her she was determined that she could heal Isaac at least enough to get his healing to kickstart. She was sure she hadn't focused that much on anything in her life but she had managed before her whole mind became mush and her vision blurred. Elena had slumped forward from the dangerous level of exhaustion on her body. "It--it worked.." Was all she had managed to get out as she tried to stand. Though she was unsuccessful and quite literally fell into the chair that was next to his bed, fully passed out. Elena wasn't going to be responding anytime soon and it was lucky the nurses were preoccupied with the bombing victims because she looked like she, frankly, looked like Hell. To be honest, she was lucky she hadn't killed herself with the amount of power she had run through that day.

     Around an hour or two later she would begin to stir, still weak and not really moving but her eyes would at least open, so it was a start.  

Angels & Werewolves | Isaac & Elena

Isaac felt like he was struggling. It was an odd sensation, he was in the dark, alone, but the normal panic he felt in that situation was obscured by a new, unusual sense of difficulty. He couldn’t breathe, he couldn’t move, he couldn’t speak. It was like a dark force was closing in around him, strangling him like a thick rope, like a huge python going for the kill. And then there was the pain. The pain was unbearable, it was driving him insane, the need to scream making his throat burn, but the constricting force around him making it impossible.

He was lucidly aware, in some weird way, that he wasn’t awake. He wasn’t sure whether he was dreaming, hallucinating or dying, but whatever it was, it wasn’t real. It couldn’t be real. It was too terrifying to be real. And then he felt it, the first tug. Like someone had gripped the rope and was trying to free him, to pull it away from him. It didn’t seem to work at first, the force tightening around him to the point he felt like it was going to crush him, the pain excruciating, but then it gave in, and he felt air finally flow again in his lungs, burning all the way down; and even though it was all in his head, even though he’d never really stopped breathing, it still felt amazing and so real. The pain went next, slipping down to a tolerable point.

That was when he realized he was waking up, consciousness slowly catching up with him; he was jolted complete awake however, when he felt a weight across his chest. He looked down, shocked to find Elena lying half on top of him, her skin pale, paler than usual. He tore his breather away and sat up, ignoring the IV needles in his arms and the pain still shooting throughout his body, but at an acceptable level. “Elena,” he called, voice hoarse, which made him wonder how long he’d been… in the hospital? How had he gotten there? What had happened?

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[ So, given how I still owe a mixtape from the last promo, I thought this was a better idea to give back some love. 

Anyhow, here we are, to a number of followers that seriously blows my mind. I have no idea what you people are doing here, but I’m happy to have you and I’m grateful, please know that. Even if you’re not in the list below, it doesn’t mean I don’t want you, or I don’t care about you. I appreciate every single one of you, please know that. :3 

Here’s the list, then (bolded+italics are my special peaches <3)

(a-h)

allisontheguardian, anotherargent, ask-the-sexy-darcy-lewis, astoriaofpureblood, batboystilesstilinski, beautifulimmunebanshee, banefulbloodstream, corahalebetch, damnedtoburn, deathwailer, dontmccallmeahero, georgie-mccall, gingerandmagical, goldenicequeen, headstrongmartin, hxntrxss

(i-s)

iamthefirechild, imdannyandthatsalliwilleverbe, lamentixdonna, littlebrokensurvivor, noblexwarrior, notamidgetmccall, rosie-harper, sanguisxargentum, seriouslycareforbes, shedreamtravels, 

shroudedxheart, silentandwaiting, sleightillusionist, stilettosclawsandcanines, stilinskitriplebros, 

supposedlydeadmaliatate 

(t-x)

thecrosswebare, thecursedmahealani, thegirlwhocouldbeanyone, the-heart-and-the-wildfire, the-night-wolf, thetruehybridniklaus, twobigbadwolves, xlydiam

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What else can I say? Thank you for being here, peaches, you make RPing so much fun and I love you all for it <3 ]

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Angels & Werewolves | Isaac & Elena

     Elena had heard the sound of pounding rain as it beat against the hospital windows. She could smell the odd alteration to Isaac's scent as it was now littered with smoky and burnt variations.The nurses and doctors were busy with the injured from the police station and Elena entered the room easily with the key card she managed to get from Scott's mom. Chaos reigned outside the doors but muted as she closed them, slipping once in her present state, though catching herself before she made any noise. Elena had already healed two people that day and while she still didn't know everything about her abilities she was well aware that she was skirting the edge of danger if she went through with her plans to heal Isaac.

      Using power, especially this one, took a toll on the body. But this was Isaac. He might not of meant much to her before, barely a spec on her radar in the past but somewhere between coming back to life and the present insanity he had become her friend. A close friend whom had saved her cousin's life and she couldn't stand to see him in so much pain. As she edged closer to the bed and finally took a seat on the edge next to the werewolf there was no decision to be made.

      Her hands came together as her face scrunched up in concentration and finally a glow began to encase Elena. Her golden aura brightened and white wings seemed to form around her which radiated the essence of purity and peace; her hands began to glide over his wounds and Elena could feel the drain beginning. This was harder then the two other people's injuries, and it almost seemed like a push and pull between her will to heal him and his body's will to fight the healing which was strange. Her vision began to blur and a tingling sensation began to spread throughout her but she kept on until she saw his wounds begin to heal and her his heart rate pick up to a normal pace on the monitor. Some of the burns would take more time but most of the pain should of dissipate and at least half of the more visible burns had vanished.

     A movement next to her, Isaac, caught her attention however as her wings began to disappear and her aura dimmed she also grew pale, an intense feeling of exhaustion overwhelming her as she slumped forward over Isaac's torso.

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     For as popular as Elena was and given how many boys Elena had dated, not that she had really been serious about any of them, they were a means to an end, a natural next step to help her achieve and keep her social status, but this feeling that Isaac gave her was completely different then any she had felt before. The pull she had to him was so powerful and while she was well aware they had felt a tug in the past they had shared a moment nearly a month ago which allowed them to realize there was something more between them. Their connection had magnified to extremes. It was that connection which seemed to drive her actions and rule her thoughts. He had made the feeling of something being off, of unbelonging--even as the most popular girl of the school-- go away.

     Goosebumps form across her skin when Isaac touches her thigh and lips part slightly as she closes the distance between them. Instincts take over, her arms moving to warp around his neck and a sudden feverish hunger for him engulfs her. Their auras dance around them creating a euphoric high and her hands run through his hair as she pulls him closer to her allowing herself to fall backward from her sitting position and taking him with her. The world and all of it's problems are suddenly forgotten and all she can think about is him, them, together in this moment. 

Late Night Check-Ups | Elena & Isaac

         A hint of amusement flashed across Isaac’s face when she rolled her eyes. He always had found those little things amusing. “Seems like you need a new boyfriend then.” Not that he was serious, which was far too obvious with the tone that he had taken on. He had enjoyed being her boyfriend far too much, far more than he would have ever expected before in all honesty. He rarely thought of himself as the boyfriend type and there he was, sitting on Elena’s bed to check if she was okay, and making little jokes with her back and forth. Even if it was not what he expected it happened to be something that he enjoyed nonetheless. He never expected to actually become a werewolf or that werewolves were even real but they were and he was one, and his life was basically right where he wanted it.

      Now there was a mock offended look on Isaac’s face. “I’m too hard not to like. You have seen me.” A little too cocky for his own good but this entire conversation was in all good fun.

        It was when the two of them were so close that he could feel the connection towards her more than if the two of them were just in the same room. Odd at first but he grew to like it. A lot. “Good because I’d be lying.” As the two of them came closer he placed his hand on her thigh. He was more careful than he normally would have been given that he knew she was weaker than she usually was. The teasing was continue but he was happy when she closed the last of the distance that was separating the two of them. Their lips meeting in the way he wanted since he first stepped foot in her bedroom.

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     Perhaps it wasn't exactly to Elena's credit that she basically wanted to use Isaac as a guinea pig to test her ability, even if it was a healing one however they both had their moments. Of course they would never intentionally hurt each other, they cared too much for that to even be an option however they were too people with strong wills and their own aspirations, they liked power and what it entailed and that was why they worked so well together. "I--- what?" Elena's eyes widened, her hold on his leg loosening a little in her surprise.

     Strange telepathy aside Elena's expression shifted to excitement when Isaac gave in. "If it hurts too much just tell me. Maybe I'll even kiss it better." Elena joked but there was a sudden suggestive tone to her voice which was meant to distract him. Once more Elena brought her hands to his wound and closed her eyes, concentrating. Seconds ticked by with only the subtle sounds of the forest and steady sounds of their hearts as a soundtrack before a kind of glow began to encased Elena. It wasn't a physical glow but as if her golden aura had brightened and white wings seemed to form around her which radiated the essence of purity. As she began to move her hands the wound began to rapidly heal, causing no pain, until finally the wings began to disappear and her aura dimmed.

      Heavy lids opened as Elena swayed slightly, her finally slumping forward across Isaac's mid-section. She was tired, very tired and though she hadn't exactly passed out the world felt like it was spinning. She'd need a few minutes to recover.

Of course the werewolf wanted her to improve on her skills, and the best way for that to happen was through experience. Of course their current predicament provided a fantastic opportunity for her to give the new healing gifts a shot, but Isaac also didn’t want to end up with any negative side effects. “Elena     you do realize that you said that without opening your mouth right?” The question came out incredibly straightforward, but the look of shock in his eyes was enough justification for his blunt words. Everyday it seemed to be a new adventure with her, and he certainly enjoyed the small surprises.

Aquatic irises narrowed in on her own. "Well if you really want to give this a shot, then go for it. But I’m not going to go through it again if it hurts more than the pain from the wound." He wouldn’t admit it, but the puppy expression that played on her features won him over. Her happiness was a big priority of his, and to help her improve her control could benefit them both in the future.

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Semi-Hiatus Notice:

Elena will be on a semi-hiatus until next Monday. Replies will be slow and some will be queued.

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Bitten 1x05 Elena meets the wolf

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     The pain was excruciating and she could feel herself on the verge of becoming lost to another poison induced fever. She was fighting the toxin but it was clear it had already made it's way throughout most of her system and her body was finally beginning to lose the battle and shut down. She was still largely unaware of the grand scheme which had landed them all in this predicament but what was clear to her even in her present state was that the witches were making a move and they had shown a willingness to kill innocents if need be. They were going to pay for this when she recovered, one way or another. Elena knew they sought balance, they wanted Klaus dead and while even she wanted him to pay for killing Jenna she also knew that killing him would mean killing Damon, Stefan, Caroline, and even Tyler and that she wouldn't let happen even if it meant helping Elijah against the whole lot of witches. They needed to be stopped before more people ended up dead, her included.

                                          "It-- it's poison someo-- t--to someo-- like me."

     Elena's words were slurred and her pulse was growing weaker. They'd have to act fast. Her eyes began to loose focus as he sat her in the chair and she hadn't even heard his command to sit. Suddenly she wasn't seeing the compound anymore and the blurry blob that had been Elijah had morphed into her father.

                        "Dad?"

     Just as quickly the blurred figure was back to being Elijah.

                                                                  "Ju--Just get it out!"

     Elena's tone was annoyed and commanding. Had she been in her right mind and not filled with pain she might of been more polite; as it was she wasn't really worried about that right now. She knew this was going to get worse before it got better.

   Elijah decided in that moment that he didn’t exactly trust witches anymore. After what happened with Celeste he certainly could not bring himself to trust any of the others. All they ever did was look out for their own, just as he looked out for his own, which right now was Elena. It was obvious that something happened to her and he could not figure out what happened to his siblings without her being alright. Too much was going on around them. The last thing that he needed was for Elena to be someone who was incapacitated  just as his siblings were. This was war now. He needed everything he could get to kill every last one of those witches.

                            “— Sulfur?”

     He stood there and listened to her and what he had to do. Draining her did not exactly sound appealing. Only because it was Elena. Through everything he did not wish to cause her any pain. Except this was probably causing her quite a bit of pain.

                                      “Alright. Sit. Now.”

     In a blur he had over at one of the chairs, setting he down. He had ordered all of the other vampires out of the compound for the moment. They could do more useful things than watch him bleed her. No one really needed to see that. The mess that this would make was the least of his worries as he made sure that everything was set enough that he could do this. She didn’t deserve to be in any more pain than she was already in.

               “Tell me when you are ready and I’ll do it.” He’s worrying about this a tad too much.

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I try to anticipate each phase and more my body into position — head down, on all fours, arms and legs straight, feet and hands flexed, and back arched. […] Next comes the ten seconds of hell that used to make me swear I’d rather die than endure this again. Then it’s over.

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