Summary: Rebekah gets into a life and death situation. Will she live? Will she die? Will someone find her in time to rescue her before it's too late?
Rebekah
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It's a dark night, as I walk through the forest of Mystic Falls, VA. My name is Rebekah Mikaelson and I am a vampire hybrid. I'm half vampire and half werewolf, but there's a family curse. We won't be able to break it until Klaus, my older brother, drinks and kills Elena Gilbert. She's the present doppelganger. In fact, I hate her with all of my existence. I want her dead. I want revenge. She literally stabbed me in the back with a dagger. Yet, my brother I can forgive. He's the one that killed mother.
I stop in the heart of the woods. I thought I heard something move.
Suddenly, a werewolf attacks me. It's massive and black. It pins me to the ground and growls, showing its teeth as it snarls at me. I throw it off me. It hits a tree and I run for my life. I may be a hybrid vampire, but I still have to run. If a werewolf bites a vampire, the vampire slowly dies from just one bite. But I don't know what would happen if a vampire was bitten by a werewolf more than once. I only know that I don't want to die. I can't. I have family and Damon that care about and love me. And I care about and love them too. I can't let myself die. I just can't. So I run at vampire speed for my life.
Before I can get very far, the black werewolf attacks me. Literally. Now I have to fight back. It attacks me, biting into me and clawing. We both growl at each other, as I try to flee. But it's a werewolf. And a big one. And I'm alone. Nobody knows where I am. And it's biting me. I won't be able to fight it for long. I know this. But I keep on. Then it pins me to the ground, tearing into me.
As my vision blurs and it continues to attack, I sense something very familiar. More like someone. Damon. Then everything goes black.
Damon
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It's a dark night, as I'm walking through the forest when I smell blood mixed with the scent of werewolf. Not just anyone's blood. Rebekah. I know she's the enemy, but I have slept with her and I do kind of care about her. It was just a moment of weakness. I was mentally hurt and quite drunk at the time and she was very convenient. Then we left the bar and went to my place and slept together. So yes. I care about her. Klaus though, I will never care about.
I go to investigate when I smell her blood and werewolf scent. And that's when I hear her agonized pain.
At vamp speed, I follow the scent to go to her rescue. Even if it does mean I might almost die from a werewolf bite again. I don't really care. I just want to get Rebekah to safety.
I stop in the heart of the woods, seeing the scene. It's chowing down on her like she's just nothing, tearing into her. Just one werewolf bite slowly kills a vampire, but Rebekah was bitten more than once, I can easily see.
At vamp speed, I rush at it and throw it off of her, making it land with a whine and yelp against some trees.
I kneel down beside her, as I hear it get to its paws and run off yelping in pain. I gently pick her up in my arms and carry her, at vamp speed, towards my place. She's unconscious and pale about now. I hope she'll be okay. I wouldn't want her to die, even though she is Klaus' only sister. I'm not doing this for him. I'm doing this for her and myself.
Half an hour later, I gently lay her down on my bed. Then, at vamp speed, I run down to my storage of blood and grab the leftover of Klaus' blood.
A moment later, I return and give her the blood and then gently lay her back down.
I set the vial down on the end table and sit down on her bed side watching her, waiting for her to get better. I had only been bitten once a couple years ago, so I don't know how long it would take for her to get better, considering how much she has been through with that werewolf.
Rebekah
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I don't know how long I was out, but when I finally do awake, I feel much better and Damon's seated at my bed side looking down at me. I realize I'm at his place and conclude that he saved my life.
"Welcome back," he greets me.
"Thanks," I answer him.
I slowly sit up and we smile at each other.
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