While the rest of the town donned cheap plastic masks for the high school Halloween party, Vicki felt her own skin becoming the mask. She was trapped between the girl who loved her brother Matt and the predator that Damon Salvatore had boredly unleashed.
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. [S1E7] Haunted
"Vicki, stop!" Elena’s scream cut through the music from the gym. While the rest of the town donned cheap
Beneath the school bus in the parking lot, the shadows were absolute. "Come with me, Jer," she pleaded, her eyes flashing a predatory gold. "We can leave this place." Jeremy, blinded by a love that didn't know how to recognize a monster, stepped closer. The nibble on his neck started as a kiss but ended with the sharp, unmistakable sting of fangs. Stefan had spent hours trying to teach her