AN: This story isn’t going to be like the rest that I have written. It’s not the usual dark romance or even very romantic for that matter. Black Out is going to be a thriller with mystery, drama, and very little romance. Hope I don’t disappoint to many of you, but I really liked the idea and it’s going to be intense. Thank you for considering this story and reading it. Please leave me a review with what you think. The full chapter will be posted Sunday April 7th. For more information or any questoins please follow and send to at mystfallsfanfic on Twitter.

Chapter 1. (Preview)

4:44 a.m.

Shooting straight up in the dead of night, her body trembled. The heavy pressure on her chest made her feel suffocated, while her body shook violently with no explanation. The same three numbers flashed at her from the nightstand. Only shades of black surrounded her and she rapidly scanned her room for any signs of trouble. It happened again.

Her staggered breaths were lost in the night. The beads of sweat formed below her hairline. Foreign feelings of the unknown crept along her skin. She always woke as if she didn’t know where or whom she was to only find moments later she was fine.

The dreams were becoming more intense.

Strange vicious images flickered like a lighter and overpowering emotions took control. With no reason for this particular occurrence, she could not explain it. Every few nights she dreamt like this and woke up exactly the same.

She tried to avoid eating past eight o’clock and she made sure she got a healthy amount of rest at night while during the day she stayed active. Even to the extreme measures, she had sought medical help, but nothing erratic came up. She was normal, yet with the way she felt right now, she didn’t feel close to normal at all. No matter what she did to prevent this from happening, it only got worse.

The nights she didn’t wake from a crazed dream and quivering with fear were good nights in her book, literally. In the top drawer of her nightstand she kept a tiny hard cover journal. The idea came to her after the second week she had the reoccurring thoughts and images as she slept. Each night when she awoke she recorded the time, date, and what she could remember. For the nights left untouched by the madness, she wrote those down too. The good and the bad made it on to the pages with her scribbled handwriting. Sometimes it made sense, while most it didn’t. Closing her eyes she pictured what she would write.

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Fifty Shades Bloodier

Elena held herself up as she pressed her palms down on the marble counter. T-minus twenty minutes until the guests would arrive and the official start of her first benefit event would kick off. Anxiety and stress had overwhelmed her as she found herself struggling to breath and hiding away in the bathroom. The pressure of this event wasn’t the soul factor of her unstable state of mind. It was the ‘I love you’ said by Damon, the cruel introduction of Katherine, the idea of forever…everything was combining into one ball of confusion.

Closing her eyes, she inhaled a soothing deep breath. She needed to regain herself before she walked out the door and portrayed a sophisticated business woman she so happened to become. Her life had been on hyper speed and she didn’t know how to slow down. This feeling of no control was commonly surfacing more than she wanted. How did Damon make it look so easy?

The answer was obvious; he wasn’t human. Along with not being human came the ability to do things a normal person could never obtain. Emotions were one of them. His control centralized around emotions. If he didn’t want to feel something, he didn’t have to and it went beyond that. He knew exactly how to control other people’s emotions whether it was by compulsion or not. The charm, the charisma, his captivating blue eyes, and dashing smirk were enough to sway the emotion of any woman.

Who was she kidding?

Damon had everything, an eternity of never aging and appearing not a day over thirty. He was successful. He could have anything he wanted, so why did he want her?

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AN: I will be posting a short preview of Chapter 1 on here tomorrow late afternoon. Keep your eyes peeled for it. Start following the tag “BlackOutFF” to keep up with updates.