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Elena Marie Gilbert is a cold-hearted bitch (dontfixme) wrote in hellascenes,

Though Elena was already three blocks away, her sensitive hearing picked up the sound of her own name, a mere growl on the wind. Knowing the danger, Elena still smirked to herself in the darkness. It was amazing how a few choice words could be the strongest, most potent weapons of all. Especially when they were applied to someone with such a short, vulnerable and obvious fuse. Tyler's temper was well known throughout Mystic Falls, along with his cockiness, overconfidence, and being a dick. He didn't hide it or keep it in check much until Caroline had taken a more permanent spot in his life. The temper was still prominent though and with no humanity to stop her, to engage the conscience, Elena had no reason to stop either.

"Come and get me, Lockwood. Come and get me," she whispered back to him. Much like her, his hearing was enhanced and no matter how light she'd said the words, the challenge, Tyler could hear it. He wouldn't back down now. Like he said, he was a wolf and much like the predator buried within him, he was keen and up for the chase. Elena was a predator too, but in the realm of supernatural killers, she was definitely on the bottom compared to Tyler. Tyler was Klaus's first hybrid and had the combination of both a wolf and a vampire running through him. However, Tyler was a wolf first and that part was always the most strong and most powerful. Him hunting her down was only going along with that line of thought and nothing else.

She waited a pace, a moment more, and then she took off. The streets were vacant, empty of most, if not all people. Elena could run and keep running without stopping. A blur. He might have had all the strength, but Elena could hear his heart beat and she could tell when he was getting too close. The only problem? There were other humans, other living things with heart beats and she couldn't really distinguish between the sets all around her. The best chance she had was that Tyler's was a bit more strong, louder, no matter where he was in the city. It had to be the wolf in him, but even then, Elena had to stop and listen carefully to distinguish it. It put her behind and made her more vulnerable. In the end, she just kept running. If she stopped, he would catch her. He was faster, a bit older, and a lot stronger. In catching her, Tyler would make her pay for all the little remarks and while she had a mixture of curiosity and fear, though she tried to squelch both, Elena didn't want to get caught. At least, not easily.