What followed was a blur of supernatural speed and desperate violence. Vicki tossed Elena aside like a ragdoll, her hunger finally overriding every memory of her human life. She didn't see Stefan emerge from the darkness until it was too late. He didn't want to do it, but the protection of the innocent was his penance.
At the party, the strobe lights turned the gymnasium into a series of jagged, frozen moments. Matt scanned the crowd for his sister, hoping a night of "normal" teenage fun would fix whatever darkness had settled in her eyes. But Vicki wasn't looking for fun. She was looking for a tether, and she found it in Jeremy Gilbert. [S1E7] Haunted
The air in Mystic Falls was thick with the scent of woodsmoke and dried leaves, a perfect mask for the copper tang of blood that Vicki Donovan couldn't stop tasting in the back of her throat. Stefan had spent hours trying to teach her control, but the hunger wasn't a whisper—it was a roar. What followed was a blur of supernatural speed