But he was faster than her and he reached it before she could, lifting it up and twirling it between his fingers. "Now now, don't be rash, little Elena. You'll come to enjoy being a vampire. Being a little ripper, taking whatever you want." Stefan gripped the piece of wood hard and stepped forward, suddenly pressing it into the stomach, blood flowing over the light colors of her dress. He removed the stake after a few seconds and licked up a bit of the blood with a smirk.