ᴍᴏɴᴋᴇʏ ᴅ. ʟᴜғғʏ (rubber) wrote in valloic, @ 2020-10-06 10:21:00 |
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Entry tags: | !: action/thread/log, ₴ inactive: caroline forbes |
"Alright, so just leave?" she mumbled to herself as she turned to the entrance. She pushed at the door to no avail. Pushed again. And once more with all her vampire strength behind it but nothing. "Seriously?" She sighed, pulled out her phone. Another annoyed seriously at the lack of bars and well that was just great wasn't it.
Someone running through the hall caught her eye, and Caroline looked up from her phone to see a glimpse of blonde hair disappear around the corner.
Caroline didn't want to follow - what she wanted was to get the hell out of this creepy hotel - but yet she found herself following after. "Hello?" she called out as she did, her own voice echoing back in the emptiness of the hotel. Her fingers trailed along the wall as she walked down the corridor, dread pooling in the pit of her stomach.
She had no idea what to expect and the anticipation that flooded her senses was not the fun kind. Rather the feeling that every step was taking her further and further into her own nightmare, one that she might not be able to escape from.
She turned the corner. And her foot hit something.
No - someone.
Her gaze shifted downward. Carter. From the fair. The first person she killed.
"No…" she said softly as she looked further down the hall. Aja's body not far from Carter. The eleven witches that died with her as she kept walking. "This isn't - this isn't real," she said to herself as she reached the end of the hall. A slow, purposeful breath as she tried to force herself from the scene.
There was a door. In front of her. Blood on the handle and as much as she didn't want to she found herself opening it.
The scene before her was nothing short of nightmarish. Bodies piled, pale and drained, their necks a bloody mess. And in the middle of the room she sat. Blood around her mouth, blonde hair in perfect curls.
Herself.
"You're not -" Caroline started but couldn't finish. A pained sort of noise caught in the back of her throat as she focused in on the bodies nearest her doppelganger.
Bonnie. Elena. Tyler, Matt.. her friends, her family. Lifeless at her doppelganger's feet.
"I'm not what?" her double questioned from the ornate chair she sat in. "Not you?"
Caroline nodded, numbly. She wanted more than anything to turn her eyes away from the scene in front of her but she couldn't. She wanted to run, but she couldn't. All she could do was stare at the dead eyes in front of her. The monster with her face.
The other Caroline laughed. "Oh but I am - you."
"You…" Caroline's voice wavered as she spoke. "You shut off your humanity," she accused. The only logical reasoning for all of this.
"Nope." Was the reply from the other Caroline as she lifted a finger to her mouth and licked off the blood that lingered there. "That would be convenient though, wouldn't it?" she continued as she looked at the real Caroline. "Some excuse for all the terrible things we're capable of. Oh it wasn't your fault, you turned off everything that keeps you from being the monster you are."
Caroline pressed her lips together, tears of fear, of dread, of hopelessness stinging in the corner of her eyes. "I don't - I don't understand.."
There was a laugh from her double in the chair and then suddenly Caroline found herself pressed up against the door by her other self. She flinched against the face up close, the smell of blood on her doppelgangers face overwhelming. More so than Caroline knew it should be.
"You really think you have to turn it all off to become me?" Her double taunted. "You really think it's some magic switch between good and evil?" Her hand wrapped around Caroline's throat and she bared her teeth as she smiled. "Do you really think you're not just a monster, deep down."
Caroline whimpered, hands clawing at her doppelgangers' fingers around her throat. "No, you're wrong," she managed to get out.
"Am I?" A pause as the doppelganger pushed harder against Caroline's windpipe. "You really think you're just some girl who happens to be a vampire, you think you can be what? A friend? Someone people turn to… a mother?" The doppelganger laughed. "Face it Caroline, you're nothing but a monster."
Caroline's hands went lax, no longer fighting against the hand at her throat. "You're right," she said as the words rattled around in her brain.
"What?" was the reply.
"You're right," Caroline repeated, more firmly this time as she was able to pull her doppelganger's hand off of her. "It's not some magical switch," she continued as she stared down her doppelganger who had started to back up. "I could be you. Easy. But I'm not. I choose not to be. Every damn minute of everyday I choose to be better, to be a friend, to be a mother…" she walked towards her shrinking doppelganger.
"I could be you - but I'm not going to be," she declared, her voice sure and confident. "I'm better than that."
And with that the illusion fell, the other her, the bodies… all of it dissolved away until she was just in a room. A plain old room.
Caroline let out a slow breath and made her way back to the lobby. The door opened with no hesitation and once down the steps she ran as fast as she could away from the hotel.