Novel & Cerita Vampire Diaries Elena Death

He hung up in her face and redialed Elena’s number, his hands shaking so bad he could barely hit the buttons. But then a new text from Sonny blew up his phone, and Vincent froze dead in his tracks, his blood turning to ice in his veins. [Vincent, just got solid confirmation. Elena’s adoptive mom died of a heart attack. Before she jumped, Elena recorded a video. It auto-posted to the underground forum a minute ago. She laid everything bare.]

"Your parents are dead." "I know. I—" She stopped. Tried to process what she'd just seen. "I know how they died." Xander pulled himself up to sitting. "Elena—" "They did this. The same ritual. To protect me when I was a baby." Her voice was hollow. "The Shield was draining me. They fed their life force into it to stabilize the load. And it killed them." "The journal said—" "The journal said they 'could not' survive. Past tense. Because they were already dead when whoever wrote that found them." Elena looked at her hands. "They chose to die. To give me time to escape."

She looked exactly as she had that afternoon. Except that afternoon, there'd still been a flicker of life in her. Now Elena lay in the cold steel drawer, no breath, no heartbeat, her body cold to the touch. How could this happen? Could you really bear to die? Could you really bear to leave us behind? Why? Why does my chest hurt this much? “Elena, do you think dying wipes out what you did to Serena? You don't get to die. I won't let you die!” I screamed it, hysterical. “Wake up. Wake up, damn you.”

Dark energy pulsed around her, ancient and powerful. Elena's blood ran cold, freezing in her veins. "Elara. You're supposed to be dead." Elara laughed in a hollow, chilling sound that echoed through the courtyard. "Did you really think it would be that easy? Did you really think you could destroy me?" Elena's eyes blazed. "I watched you die. I felt your life fade." "You watched a fragment die." Elara's smile widened, cruel and knowing. "I have been waiting for this moment, Elena. I have been waiting for you to lower your guard. I have been waiting for you to believe you were safe."

Calvin wrapped his hands around her waist and smirked, recalling what he exactly did to Elena but didn't tell about it to Ethlyn. * When Calvin and the rest of them started leaving the Alpha Anthony West's Pack, they found Elena again. "I won't leave anyone of you. Especially that bitch Ethlyn. You all ruined my life because of her, didn't you? I swear that I will kill her along with her pups who..." Elena didn't even get a chance to continue because Calvin broke her neck, killing her then and there. "Aaahhhhh!!! Aaaaaahhh!!" Abigail Gilbert cried in horror when she saw her daughter dead. She quickly went to check on Elena, but she was already dead.

“This is a message.” “What message,” I asked, my voice smaller than I meant it to be. Xander stood up slowly, looking down at Elaine’s body in the dirt, the same woman who had tortured Elena for years, dead now with an arrow through her heart before she’d even made it a full minute past our gates.

“Then what do you want?” The first one pointed at her. “We want her to remember.” Elena's stomach tightened. “Remember what?” “Her first death.” The room went silent. Elias's face became pale. “No.” The first one smiled. “Yes.” Elena looked at Elias. “What aren't you telling me?” He didn't answer. “Dad.” Nothing. “Tell me!” Elias finally whispered: “Your first death wasn't an accident.” Elena froze. “What?” “You were killed.”

“You think you can rise from the dead and steal my woman? She’s mine. Always was. And you’ll die knowing that you never got to meet your child.” Elena’s eyes widened with horror. She scrambled up from the brink, desperation fueling her as she lunged between us. “No!” she shouted just as Dante fired. The bullet slammed into her shoulder instead of me. Blood bloomed dark on her shirt. “Elena!!!” I yelled. She crumpled with an agonized cry as chaos erupted. Matteo and the men closer in from the flanks, shouts filling the air. Dante whirled, stunned for a split second.

“Elena. Sofia wouldn’t want this.” Her eyes flickered—something breaking behind them. “She’s dead because of them. Because of you.” “No,” I whispered—closer now. “She’s dead because of the blood. The same blood in you. Don’t let it win.” She hesitated—vial trembling. Dante’s voice—low, lethal. “Drop it.” Elena looked at me—tears breaking. “She loved you. She never stopped.” The vial slipped—shattering on marble. Blue mist dissipated harmlessly—purged code already active in my blood from the burner trigger.

“Ahh, I must apologize for that then. I had no idea I had somehow let that thought slip. You must have hated me for being your beloved daughter’s mate” “Eliana is not my daughter!” He said through clenched teeth. Damon raised a brow. “She isn't? I could have almost sworn that… Never mind, you are not one that should be taken seriously.” “You have a death wish, don't you? You have absolutely no idea, Damon, how I would love to grant you that but for now, I need to keep you alive for my little pawn.” He said with a triumphant smile. Damon stared at him like he'd gone mad.