AN: Hello loves! Yes 'tis I your noble, yet forgetful author. I have decided that I will make a revamp of NGGI. I posted something in the previous story of the same name about this revamp, but to recap: I was unhappy with how NGGI turned out so I am here to rewrite it as well as add some extra bits in.

Without further ado here we go!

Elena wasn't sure exactly what had happened that lead her to her current predicament. The last thing she could conjure up was a hard blow to the head and the devil's cool smirk. As she regained consciousness she took in her surroundings. Shackles strung her up against a cobblestone wall. The stones were cool and damp against her tank top clad skin. She was in a cellar type dungeon similar to the one Stefan had locked Damon in when she was first getting to know him.

Every once in awhile she would hear the pitter patter of feet as a rat would scamper across the ground. Her muscles would bunch up and release every few seconds as cold drafts made their way through the room. A pair of jeans and a tank top was not enough to keep her from freezing during the cold Virginia nights.

She didn't think she'd been here long. Two or three days at the least. Being knocked out and locked in a dark cellar screwed with her internal clock. Her captor would come to torment her every little while. He would whisper in her ear drain her of her precious doppelganger blood. Most of all he made her wish she was dead. She kept a strong front whenever he was around and showed him her Petrova Fire. This only served as further temptation for her majorly psychotic captor more.

"Elena, love, you have no reason to fight." He lowered himself onto one knee so he was eye level with her. "Give in now and your pain can finally come to an end. " His voice portrayed kindness and leeway, but she knew the truth. He was and always will be a cold, calculated killer. Elena would look into his distant and detached blue eyes and hiss the same words, "Go to hell, Klaus." He would caress the side of her face a whisper into her ear, "Only if you come with me." She watched in horror as his eyes shone gold and his fangs descended from his mouth. He plunged them into her throat and tore into her carotid. She gasped but found that air wasn't flowing through her as it should.

Klaus stood up and backed away from her. She fumbled for air as she felt her own blood flood into her throat. "There has always been a bigger plan for you sweetheart. I see that now. You were never meant to be on a Salvatore's arm. You were never meant to be human. I'm going to wait until you are on the verge of death before I heal you and if you're lucky I may listen to your pleas and end your miserable, mundane life." Klaus paced leisurely about the cellar as he kept a trained ear on her heart.

Elena struggled for her every breath she took. Blood spewed from her mouth at this point and she felt the fight leaving her body with every shallow breath. Just as she felt her heavy eyelids begin to droop and close from exhaustion the original hybrid lifted her wrist to his mouth and bit down causing a miniature flood of blood to trail down his arm. He shoved his wrist against her mouth and waited for his blood to trickle in.

Two drops of blood was all she really needed to liven back up. As if out of instinct she latched onto his wrist and swallowed more and more of his healing blood. Her eyes were closed, but as her oxygen starved brain started working again she was sure Klaus must be feeling the effects of letting someone feed off of him.

Eventually her brain registered exactly what was going on and she started freaking out. Pushing his arms away she wiped the drops of stray blood from her lips. Klaus let out a breathy chuckle as he used her jeans to wipe the blood from his already healed wrist. "You my love would make great vampire and an even more terrific hybrid." He brushed his hand against her neck causing her to shift in discomfort.

"Have you ever considered immortality for either of your dear Salvatores?" She turned her head to look away from him. She wasn't going to give him her attention when all he was going to do was terrorize her. She would treat everything he said as if it were rhetorical.

Vampirism scared the living crap out of her. She has never met a vampire without issues. Stefan was, is a Ripper, Damon kills when he's hurt, Katherine's a malignant, manipulative bitch, Vicki was postal with addiction issues, not to mention Klaus, the sadistic, psychotic killer with trust issues. What is she was a ripper or had blood issues? The idea of her having those kind of problems was more than enough to scare her away from that life changing choice.

"You would make an extraordinary vampire, love." Klaus whispered into her ear causing shivers to rack her spine. She wanted those shivers to be anything but what they truly were. She couldn't have those kinds of feelings for her enemy. It wasn't right. "You want more, Elena. I see it in your eyes, your body language. You want death." Faster than she could comprehend what he was saying he had snapped her neck. Unshackling her wrists he lifted her lifeless body off the cold ground and carried her up the stairwell to where her new life awaited.

He walked down a hallway and opened a door revealing a grand bedroom with silk sheets and a wide bay window. He settled her into the queen sized bed and wrapped a duvet around her. He leaned over her and tucked a loose piece of hair behind her ear and kissed her forehead before turning and leaving the room, locking the door behind him.

Klaus whisked his way into the sitting room where he knew a certain witch would be waiting for him. "Ah, Irene. I'm glad you could make it." Irene was a powerful witch with many years behind her. Klaus was enlisting her help with his doppelganger dilemma. "You call, I come. Least I could do for you, Niklaus." Irene stood from the couch and hugged the original hybrid tenderly."You found the spell I asked you for?" Klaus questioned as he backed away from the witch. "Yes I did," Irene reached for her leather messenger bag. She pulled out a massive book with a withering brown leather cover. Klaus could hear the yellowing pages crinkle and crack as the witch delicately leafed through her grimoire. "I take it you have a vampire doppelganger in your grasp. Finally caught up to Katerina?" Irene mused as she continued looking for the spell she had prepared. "No, but I have one better. Elena Gilbert the final doppelganger in transition right now." Klaus slumped into a chair across from the witch. "Hmm. Is she anything like Katherine or Tatia? Ah! Here we go!" Irene frantically tapped on a yellowed page. Klaus grinned as he stood from his spot ready to retrieve the doppelganger at a moment's notice. "You just need to get me the blood of the latest human doppelganger. That won't be a problem will it?"

Klaus breezed out of the room and was back in a few seconds with a blood bag filled with Elena's blood. He handed it over to Irene before backing off letting the witch work her magic. "What does this spell entail?" Klaus demanded as Irene spread salt lines on the ground in the shape of a pentagon. "I will place a spell on the doppelganger's blood. Your job is to make sure she drinks it before anything else. The shift will take place as soon as the blood is in her system." Irene didn't bother to look up as she placed a large, white, wax candle on each intersect of the pentagon. Irene started mumbling lowly in a foreign language. Klaus watched as the candles flared and wind whistled through his mansion. As her chanting grew louder her eyes opened flashing white as her irises and pupils were nonexistent.

As quickly as it started it was over. Irene had collapsed to the floor from temporary exhaustion. Klaus settled her on the couch before he went to grab the blood bag from the floor.

Elena had awoken with a start moments ago and was trying to wrap her head around exactly what had happened. She was having a hard time remembering how she had gotten here. The last thing she remembered was a pain in her neck before she slipped into unconsciousness. Within seconds everything came flooding back. Being kidnapped, the cellar, Klaus. Elena began to hyperventilate as she jumped from her spot on the soft queen-sized bed. She ran for the door only to find it locked. She went to the bay window and found that it was locked as well.

The door swung open to reveal Klaus. Elena backed away with a fearful look in her eyes. She pressed herself against the wall furthest away from him. Klaus didn't react as he stepped forward. "Here, love, something to drink." Klaus tore open the blood bag and let the scent waft toward the new vampire. Elena took a couple cautious steps forward subconsciously following the delectable scent. Klaus held out the blood bag to inviting Elena to take it. The doppelganger's eyes flickered between the blood bag and Klaus as she contemplated what she should do.

Elena knew it wasn't right. The human side of her anyways knew that, but she was finding it incredibly hard to resist such temptations. With inhuman speed she lunged for the blood bag. She drained every last drop of blood from it only stopping once she knew she couldn't get anymore from that source. Klaus watched with morbid curiosity as veins wrapped around her cheeks, her eyes became bloodshot as fangs sprouted from her previously dull human teeth.

"I need more." Elena groaned out once the blood bag was emptied. "In due time. For now we need to get you out of here." Klaus guided her out of his mansion just waiting for the magic blood to activate.

Within a minute Elena was on the ground screaming in pain. Klaus felt no sympathy for her, not because he didn't care but because the sooner she was used to shifting the sooner it would stop hurting.

Klaus crouch down a couple feet from the writhing Elena. He would have to jump back every couple minutes as her flailing limbs would lash out to strike him. He listened as her bones snapped and reformed. Normally the first shift can last hours for a werewolf. He's noticed that for hybrids it takes about half the time it takes for werewolves.

Elena was another story altogether. While Klaus' own first shift had lasted around four hours Elena was fully shifted in three. Just as he noticed her final phase in shifting Klaus started shifting himself. He had spent quite a bit of time mastering how to shift. Now he was able to shift completely within a matter of minutes.

The moon blazed behind the pair as they took each other in. Klaus was enraptured by her beauty. Her long white coat contrasted his own midnight black beautifully. He watched the shewolf pace across the dirt covered ground as her tail was low as it swished back and forth. Her ears were pinned to the back of her head as her tongue licked her chops. She was anxious and confused. He could see it in her facial features, body language, as well as her chemical signals.

Why? She thought to herself. She knew what he had done to her. She didn't understand how and she didn't understand why. Why would he do this to me? She couldn't see herself properly. All she could see was milky white paws tread across the ground.

Klaus could hear her and wanted to try and comfort her. He wasn't sure exactly why. Perhaps it's because she's pack Klaus pondered as he walked forward towards his distressed pack member. He shoved his muzzle into her side stiffly expecting her to snap out of it and slink into a submissive posture as his previous packmates had. He should've known by now that Elena Gilbert was anything but ordinary.

Elena was startled when she was shoved roughly in the side. Out of instinct she wheeled around sank her teeth into Klaus' shoulder. She snarled at him with her ears were low and stuck out to the side. Her jowls were drawn back and wrinkled as she growled lowly. Klaus walked forward on stiff legs as he tried to appear as tall as possible in front of this insubordinate shewolf.

Klaus was taken aback when Elena had initially attacked him, but quickly shook off his shock and was ready to show her that he was the alpha wolf of this pack. Elena leaped through the air ready to tackle him. Instead Klaus reared up and used his bigger form to pin her into the ground. Elena snarled and snapped her jaws as she swung and twisted her body around to dislodge the original hybrid. She successfully managed to throw him off of her which surprised him. She was much stronger than any of his previous hybrids had been.

The two hybrids were in low crouches with their ears low and tails wrapped around their bodies to try and protect them. Klaus noticed when Elena's muscles tensed and knew she was about to spring into action once again. The shewolf sprung forward with prowess as she nipped quickly at his side. Klaus growled as he smelt the stench of his own blood permeating the air. Elena had yet to face any injury as she would duck and weave her way around him whenever he tried to stop her. Despite the beating he was taking Klaus was impressed with the fiery hybrid.

With a show of force Klaus was able to wrap his jaws around Elena's neck. He drove her into the ground and applied enough pressure to tell her he meant business, but not enough to mortally harm her. He felt as Elena's body went limp and she curled into a submissive posture.

Klaus released her throat and backed away to let her regain her footing. 'Elena?' Klaus pawed at the ground as he licked his muzzle in a nervous gesture. 'What the hell, Klaus? How can I hear you in my head?' Elena's jaws snapped as her ears folded out to the side. 'Our pack connection allows pack members to communicate.' Klaus takes a few tentative steps forward before Elena snaps at him once again. 'So what you're saying is that you'll always be able to read my mind? That's a punch to the face isn't it.' Elena's agitation was evident as she began pacing; turning up the dirt under her paws. 'I'll teach you how to protect your thoughts as well as directing your thoughts so you aren't talking to the entire pack.' Klaus whined swishing his tail back and forth. 'How do I turn back?' Elena asked as she started walking towards him. She sulked a bit not showing dominance around him. 'Let's go for a run it'll help you calm down enough to be able to shift back.' Klaus butted her in the side causing Elena to snap at him once again. He jumped out of the way before she could sink her fangs into him. He pranced around her a couple times as she lowered herself into a "play bow". Just as she went to pounce forward Klaus leaped out of the way and bounded through the forest. Elena following hot on his heels.

They started off playing tag. Elena was quickly able to overtake Klaus meaning that he was now it. Klaus was undeniably fast, but Elena was faster. She managed to always stay out of his leaping range. She heard his panting and low growls as he struggled to pass her.

Elena came to a wide stream and stopped. Looking behind her for less than a second before she saw Klaus barreling towards her. Just as he lurched into the air to tackle her Elena dropped to the ground and let Klaus soar right overtop of her and into the running stream. Elena stood up and turned to see Klaus' black pelt dripping with water. Elena chuffed lightly in a laughing manner as Klaus trudged out of the water with his waterlogged fur weighing him down. Klaus walked up right next to her before he shook his fur out effectively showering her with little pellets of water. Elena yelped and jumped away from him. She turned to run again, but Klaus was two steps ahead of her and lunged to tackle her. His coat still sufficiently soaked sent water flying around as the two wolves tussled on the ground. They were jaw sparring for over an hour each never fully gaining the upper hand. Klaus couldn't help but thinking that she'd make an excellent Alpha Female for his pack. The thing about pack dynamics though is that there can only be one leader. That leader was Klaus. Holding his jaws around her throat he felt as she submitted without a fight. Knowing that she wasn't a threat to his position in the pack he released her and licked her neck where he drew just a trickle of blood. Elena turned below him and licked him under his muzzle. It's both a sign of affection as well as a sign of respect towards her alpha.

'Let's shift back now.' After a little bit of coaxing Elena was finally able to shift back. Once she was human again Klaus tossed his shirt at her so she had something to cover herself with. Elena blushed as she pulled his grey Henley over her exposed form. Klaus smirked at her innocence as he picked numerous bits of debris out of her hair. He'd show her to her room and leave her to shower the forest floor from her tangled locks and mud covered body. "I may have submitted to what you've done to me, but I'll never trust you and I'll never give in." Elena glared at him causing Klaus to grin widely. "You will, love. Eventually I will get under your skin and you won't be able to shake me out." Klaus swung his arm around her and hung on tight so she couldn't slip out. He guided her back to the mansion and let her spend the rest of her night in her room in solitude.

AN: Here's chapter 1 revamped. What do you think? I think it's better. I also wrote this two years ago or so... no wonder I figure this is more well written. I plan to upload new chapters every Sunday (My Time)

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