The Salvatore Kids chapter 5
Bonnie and Elena were poundering over the mystery person who turned the Salvatores into babies, Stefan was playing in the living room, and Damon was about to lose his mind from boredom. There was nothing to do around the house, and plus he was getting hungry. He hasn't fed since yesterday. Walking up to the two girls who were chatting it away, Damon waited for them to notice him. Luckily, Bonnie did. "Do you need something?"
"Yes, in fact, I do. I'm hungry and hasn't fed since yesterday Monday morning!" Damon growled, in an ovbious pissed off mood.
Elena sighed. "How about we go to the park? You can go home, get some blood, and then meet us there."
Damon shook his head furiously. "No way in hell am I going there!"
"Yes Damon, you are. Now go home and after you eat come to the park. Oh and bring Stefan back something too."
"What am I his servant boy? He can get it himself." Damon crossed his arms strubornly.
Damon's ears twitched as they picked up a loud seerching sound. Immeditately it skyrocketed to unbearable sound levels. He covered both of his ears, trying to get that high pitched sound to go away. As soon as the noise started, it stopped just as fast. Damon cast an annoyed glare at Bonnie. Bonnie smiled. "It was the only way to get you to behave."
Damon glared at Bonnie, cursing her out in his head. "So are we ready?"
Damon looked up at Elena who had Stefan in her arms, smiling innocently at him. Damon seethed with anger. "Fine." he mumbled in defeat, "I'll get Stefan some blood and I'll meet you at the stupid park." Before Elena or Bonnie could blink, Damon was gone.
"That went well." commented Bonnie as Elena got into the driver's seat after buckling Stefan in an old car seat she had.
"I'm surprised he didn't tear your throat out after you released him from the spell. He looked ready to kill someone."
"Well, maybe he's changing. He's not as bad as he was when we first met him. Who knows, he might even have a soft side."
Elena laughed. "Point taken. Well lets go." She put the car into drive as they drove to the nearest park that was by Elena's house.
Damon sighed in complete bliss as he sucked dry his second blood bag. "Blood has never tasted so good before." He looked down at the full blood bag that was for his brother. "I bet he's just as hungry as I am." Grabbing the blood bag, Damon took off towards the park.
The car rolled to a stop at the curb and the girls got out, getting the baby stroller from the back seat and placing Stefan in it. "He looks so cute in the stroller!" gushed Elena as she stared at him.
Bonnie joined Elena in "oohing" and "awwing" over Stefan who was giving them a incrudious look.
"Oh, give me a break!"
Elena and Bonnie looked over to see Damon standing there. "I swear all you girls do is "oh" and "aw" over the stupidest things!"
Bonnie huffed. "Well excuse me for being a girl!"
"Hey guys lets not start a fight." said Elena as she pushed Stefan onto the sidewalk, "C'mon, lets go have fun!"
The sunlight beamed down on the lush-filled park, full of children playing on the playground, eldery people taking a walk on the smooth concrete, and others having a picnic or just enjoying themselves by taking a break from everyday stress. Elena parked the stroller by the brown bench that they would be sitting at and took Stefan out. "Are you hungry Stefan?" Elena said sweetly as she held him in her lap. She turned to Damon. "Do you have it?"
Damon nodded as he gave her a brown paper bag. "It's in there."
Elena took a bottle out of the diaper bag she had and, making sure that no one was looking, took out the blood bag and made a small cut on the platstic. Carefully, she poured the bright red blood into the container and screwed the top on it sercurly. "You want your bottle?" Elena cooed to Stefan.
"Ba-ba." Stefan reached his pudgy arms to the bottle while Elena held it still so he could latch onto it and he greedy sucked at the blood swriling around in the container.
Damon shook his head at his brother. "Idiot." he muttered.
"Hey Damon, why don't you go play?" chirped Bonnie.
Damon looked at Bonnie. "Play what?"
"Go play with the other kids."
Damon shook his head. "No way. You expect me to play with some whiny losers?"
"Just for a little bit!" persisted Bonnie, "You csn take your brother over to the slides and help him go down it."
"I'm not doing that!" yelled Damon who stamped his foot.
Bonnie's eyes widened as she tried to keep herself from laughing. "Did you just stamp your feet?"
"So what if I did?"
"Damon, Stefan's ready to go play!" Elena set Stefan on the ground and held him steadily just incase he couldn't walk. When she realized that he could she let go off him and watched as he slowly walked over to Damon. "I expect you to watch your brother, Damon! Don't leave him by himself!"
Damon sighed as he took his brother's hand in his. "Fine, whatever."
Elena and Bonnie both watched as Damon and Stefan ventured out onto the playground. "Aren't they so cu-" Elena started to say but was cut off by Damon's death glare. "Nevermind."
Damon started to walk into the most dreadful place ever where screaming kids ruled surpreme. A colorful slide and a set of swings were the first thing they saw. A couple of kids slid down the electricfiying slides, more then likely getting shocked from the metal bolts. A jungle gym was located to the back and a seesaw was right next to the slides.
Damon looked down to his little brother and continued walking towards the slides. "Do you wanna go down the slides, or swing on the swings?"
"Dat!" Stefan exclaimed, pointing a chubbly finger towards the slides.
Damon nodded. "The slides it is."
Suddenly, a group of boys stepped infront of them. They were about in their pre-teens and it was about three of them. One had on a black shirt and faded blue pants with black tenni shoes and had brown hair. The other one had on the same thing except he wore a red and white cap on his head. The last one had black hair, a red shirt and dark pants, and white shoes. "What are a bunch of babies doing on our playground?"
Damon glared as he let go of his brother's hand. "Who are you calling a baby?"
They boys laughed. "You of course!" said the brown-haired boy.
One of the boys stepped forward and pushed Stefan to the ground, causing him to hit the ground and start crying. "Aw, did the wittle baby get hurt? Does he want his ba-ba?" the boys cracked up, clearly enjoying this.
Damon fought to keep his emotions under control as he glared at the laughing boys, fangs starting to lenghten. "If I were you, I'd run away like, right now."
The still laughing boys and the sound of his crying brother was starting to grant on his nerves. "Leave. Now." Damon said as menacing as he could.
"Oh ya, and who's gonna make us?" the black haired boy pushed Damon, xcausing him to stumble back but not fall.
"You've done it now." Damon said in a voice so low not even the boys could hear it.
"What was that baby? You need a diaper change?" hooted the boys mockely.
The laughter soon died down as the boys watched Damon's eyes slowly changed color and veins appear on his face. "What is he doing?" one boy asked outloud but didn't have long to wait as Damon hissed violetly at them, his fangs in full view.
"Run, it's a monster!" the boys cried as they ran away.
Damon fought back every instict telling him to go after them and turned to his still crying brother. "Hey, they're gone now." Damon said but to no avail. Stefan kept crying.
Soon, Elena and Bonnie ran over to see what the commotion was all about. "What happened?" Elena asked when she saw Damon with bloodthristy eyes and Stefan on the ground crying.
"These kids pushed Stefan to the ground and then tried to do the same thing to me so I let them have it!"
Elena picked up Stefan off of the ground and held him close to her. "Shh shh Stefan it's ok."
Bonnie smiled at Damon. "Wow Damon, i'm impressed."
Damon looked at her. "With what?"
"For standing up for your brother."
"Ha, I only did that because the only one who gets to hurt him is me!"
Bonnie smiled as she thought to herself. Oh Damon. Behind all that talk we all know you're a big softie inside and that you care about your brother.
Elena smiled as she put Stefan down who had stopped crying. "There, all better!"
Damon rolled his eyes and grabbed Stefan's hand. "Lets just get this over with."
"We'll be over here if you need anything!" said Elena as she and Bonnie started walking back towards the bench.
Damon paid them no mind as he continued in the playground until a little girl came up to him. She wore a bright blue dress with flowers decorating it and her long blonde hair was hanging down but the ends were bouncy curls. "Hi, my name's Susie. Thank you for chasing those mean boys away! They gave me a boo-boo." she extended her arm towards Damon to show the Hello Kitty bandage on her arm.
"I'm Damon, and this is my brother Stefan." said Damon as he pointed to his brothet.
"It's nice to meet you," She changed the subject. "Would you like to play?"
Damon looked at her for a second, comtemplating it.
"Ga-ga!"
He looked down at his brother who was trying to get out of his hold. "Aw, looks like your brother wants to play!" smiled the little girl as she took Stefan's other hand and pulled him away from Damon. "We can play House! You can be the baby and I'll be the mommy!" she turned towards Damon, "and you can be the daddy!"
Damon gave a slient nod. Maybe he could just play for now, and then when the girl wasn't looking, grab his brother and get as far away from the park as possible.
"Oh goodie! Now I have someone to play with!" sequealed the girl as she took Stefan and led him over to a big red slide that was connected to some kind of house. There was a roof and a bell at the entrance and there were steps leading up to them. Susie helped Stefan up the steps and waited for Damon to come.
"Oh my god, isn't that the cutest thing?" sheriked Elena as she watched Damon and Stefan play with Susie.
Bonnie nodded, giggling. "We should take a picture and use it for blackmail."
Elena nodded. "Great idea!" she got out her camera and began snapping some pictures while she and Bonnie laughed.
"Damon's gonna kill you Elena!"
"Haha like I care!" laughed Elena.
Damon's sensitive ears picked up the sound of clicking coming from where Elena and Bonnie are. He turned his head and saw a camera in Elena's hands. Oh, she is SO dead. thought Damon as he glared in the direction of Elena and her evil sidekick, Bonnie. "Um, Damon." Damon looked over to Susie, "well, are we gonna play?"
Damon nodded. "Yeah, lets play."
After a couple minutes of playing House, Damon found himself enjoying it quite a bit. I guess being a kid after all isn't so bad. he thought.
"Damon, Stefan! It's time to go!" Damon looked down to see Bonnie and Elena standing a few feet away from them.
Damon turned back to Susie who had Stefan in her arms. "It's time for my brother and I to leave."
Susie nodded. "Ok, maybe you can come back and play again soon!"
"Yeah, maybe." Damon took Stefan from Susie and walked down the steps to where Elena and Bonnie were waiting at.
"Have fun?" Elena said, smiling.
Damon just glared and gave her Stefan. Elena smiled as she took the happy toddler from Damon and placed him in the stroller and walked towards the car. Once they were there, Damon got in the backseat and watched as Bonnie put the stroller away and Elena buckle Stefan in.
"I'm assuming yall had a good time?" said Bonnie as Elena drove them back home.
"It was peachy." muttered Damon.
"What's with him?" Bonnie whispered to Elena.
Elena shrugged.
"You'd think after being around vampires that it would teach you something, but appearantly not!"
Bonnie looked at Damon. "What do you mean?"
"If you wanna talk about me behind my back, then atleast do it when I'm not around!"
"Oops, sorry I forgot."
Damon shook his head. Idiots.
Soon, they arrived at Elena's house. Damon got out of the car and went on inside while Elena got Stefan and carried him into the house. "Did you have fun?" cooed Elena to Stefan.
Stefan giggled and babbled baby talk to her. "Yeah, you had fun didn't you?"
Bonnie came in and closed the door behind them. "So Elena, have you thought about more of what you're gonna do?"
Elena looked up from playing with Stefan and sighed. "I don't know Bonnie. I've been thinking about it all day but I can't come up with anything. Damon doesn't know who this is so could it posibly someone pulling a prank?"
"Well, if they're pulling a prank then they're really pushing it to the extreme. I don't think a witch would do that."
Elena nodded. "Yeah, me either. It seems someone is out for revenge. If only we can track them down."
"I could do a locator spell but I need to know who the person is first."
Elena nodded. "I've got an idea. How about we head back to the place where they were turned and see if we can find anything that can lead us to the culprit."
Bonnie grinned brighty. "That sounds like a great idea!"
"But first," Elena looked down at Stefan who appeared to be exhausted from today's events, "Lets wait till morning. They look really tired."
Bonnie nodded. "Good idea."
"I'm gonna go check on Damon." said Elena as she walked into the kitchen.
Damon was shoving a sandwhich into his mouth when Elena came in, setting Stefan on the tile floor and getting his bottle ready. "So, how was it being a kid today? It's not so bad now is it?"
Damon glared. He had the time of his life today. But he wasn't about to let her know that. "It was the worst day ever! I'm never going back to that park!"
Elena just sniggered as she poured the blood into the bottle. Sure, whatever you say, Damon. I know you had fun.
Stefan glared at his brother for lying. "Dawon wying." he sputtered out.
Damon gave his brother the don't-you-dare- look as Elena turned around with a full bottle in her hands. "Is your big brother lying?" she said in a baby voice as she picked him up and kissed him on the head.
"No, I am not!" exclaimed Damon who looked ready to kill his brother.
"Sure you aren't." replied Elena as she took Stefan out of the kitchen.
"I am not lying!!" yelled Damon whose face was red with anger. Soon, he clamed down and regained his compourse. Oh, it's on little brother, it's on.
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Wednesday, April 28, 2010
Monday, April 26, 2010
The Salvatore Kids chapter 4
The Salvatore Kids chapter 4
A/N: For this chapter I'm gonna do it in witch's POV and then switch back to author's POV just so yall can get an idea of why she did what she did, but I'm not going into any major details yet.
Chapter 4
I smiled in delight as I watched the Salvatore brothers suffer. I enjoyed watching them suffer, especially Damon. Stefan didn't appear to be suffering but that didn't bother me much. I only made him that little to give Damon's life even more hell. He deserves it for what he did to me back in 1950. I'll never forget it. I'll never forget what he did to my sister. He just used her for his own enjoyment because Katherine was locked away and he was loney so he used her until he was done with her. She had been so heartbroken that day. So curshed that she had been nothing more but a tool to him to get what he wanted.
My sister is long gone now. She passed away ten years ago with a broken heart. She killed herself over that-that monster.
My teeth began to legthen and my eyes began to glow a bright red as I thought more and more about my sister's relationship with that cold-hearted prick. He acted like he loved her, he pretented that Katherine wasn't ever alive and continued to lavish her with undenying love that she thought was genine and real. But it wasn't even remotely close to being real. All he did was toy with her heart and then shatter it into tiny pieces. He's nothing but a womanizer that just plays with women's emotions and doesn't even look back on the many hearts he shattered. He would promise to marry them and he would propose to them after being together for a year. Then on the wedding day he wouldn't show. He would just leave them there, stranded without a care in the world. Then, they would confront him about it the next day and he would laugh in their face and tell them that they were fools for thinking for even a second that he cared about him.
I learned all of that after my sister confinded in me about it. It took me awhile, but I managed to track them down and I will make them pay for what they did to her. I swear it. The first part was turning them into little kids. The second part will be taking their powers away from them and killing everyone that they ever cared for infront of their faces. Stefan deserves this maybe not nearly as much as his brother does, but it's his fault for telling his dad about Katherine and almost getting me killed in the process. So, he deserves any pain that he gets. Because of him my sister was hurt by his brother.
I may be a witch, but I'm also a vampire. I was turned by one in 1864 when the townspeople were destroying them. Luckily, I didn't get caught and survived. So did Damon and Stefan. Katherine was killed somewhere with the rest of the vampires, or so I was told. It turns out she was never killed or put into that tomb that sealed the other vampires. She's still alive and well, roaming the earth; not even bothering to track down Damon, that fool.
I sighed as I grabbed a squirrel off of a tree branch and snapped it's frail neck before biting into the russet colored skin. Animal blood wasn't as good as human blood but it would have to do. I sat outside of this girl's house who was Elena's and watched through the window as she and Bonnie were talking. I sighed. Bonnie was one of my best friends when we were little kids, but we drifted apart and never saw each other since. I really missed her but now she would be my enemy. I didn't want to fight her but I will if she gets in my way. I will avenge my sister's death and her heartache by destroying the cause of it. Damon.
I watched as Elena bounced Stefan in her lap, enjoying him being so little. I smirked. Well, you better enjoy it while it lasts, because little Stefan won't be around forever. I turned towards the other window to see Damon, sulking in a corner and burning holes in the walls with his eyes. I laughed to myself quietly. That's what you get you little brat.
End of POV
Damon's head snapped up suddenly as he looked out into the night sky. He could've sworn he'd just sense someone nearby. The witch, maybe? Or it must've been his mind playing tricks on him. It's been a really long day for him and his brother. All he wanted to do was go home and go to sleep, forget about all that has happened in the past 24 hours.
"Damon?"
Damon looked up to see Elena and Bonnie enter the kitchen. "We need to talk to you."
"About what?" Damon rolled his eyes. There went his plan of going home and sleeping off this whole ordeal.
"We want to talk to you about the person that made you like this. Do you know who did it?" asked Bonnie softly.
Damon scoffed. "How am I supposed to know?"
"We think it might be someone out for revenge. You do have a tendency for making people mad." laughed Elena.
Damon glared. "I don't know who it is. I've pissed off too many people. It's not like I keep count!"
"We need you to atleast try to remember so we can help you." said Bonnie encoragely.
Damon glared, but sighed reluchantly. "Ok the last person I probably pissed off is this girl I had a "relationship" with."
"Go on."
Damon smirked. "She was too easy and desperate. I had her under my tumb. She believed every word that came out of my mouth."
Elena rasied her eyebrows. "So you used her?"
"Of coruse I used her! She was nothing to me, just someone to play around with."
Bonnie glared. "No wonder she did this to you. I would've too!"
Damon then grew serious. "It wasn't her."
Both Elena and Bonnie were taken aback. "What?"
"Because that was over a hundred years ago! She's already dead!" exclaimed Damon.
Elena looked at Bonnie. "But if it wasn't her, then who was it?"
Bonnie's face paled as she stared at Elena. "Do you think it could be a relative?"
Elena looked at Damon. "Do you remember her telling you about any siblings she might've had?"
Damon looked thoughtful as he thought way back to when he was with that girl. "Well, I do remember her telling me about a sister but she couldn't have done it because they're all dead!"
Elena put her hand to her head in furstation. "Then who was it?"
Bonnie shook her head in exhastion as she put her head in her hands and groaned. Who is doing this?
A/N: Special thanks to Twilighter Tabitha for the idea of the witch's POV:) Review and if you have any ideas for the story or what you would like to see, then please post them! :D
If any of you have twitter accounts then follow me @Chaz4ever for updates on my stories. You can also follow me at @TeamVD too.
A/N: For this chapter I'm gonna do it in witch's POV and then switch back to author's POV just so yall can get an idea of why she did what she did, but I'm not going into any major details yet.
Chapter 4
I smiled in delight as I watched the Salvatore brothers suffer. I enjoyed watching them suffer, especially Damon. Stefan didn't appear to be suffering but that didn't bother me much. I only made him that little to give Damon's life even more hell. He deserves it for what he did to me back in 1950. I'll never forget it. I'll never forget what he did to my sister. He just used her for his own enjoyment because Katherine was locked away and he was loney so he used her until he was done with her. She had been so heartbroken that day. So curshed that she had been nothing more but a tool to him to get what he wanted.
My sister is long gone now. She passed away ten years ago with a broken heart. She killed herself over that-that monster.
My teeth began to legthen and my eyes began to glow a bright red as I thought more and more about my sister's relationship with that cold-hearted prick. He acted like he loved her, he pretented that Katherine wasn't ever alive and continued to lavish her with undenying love that she thought was genine and real. But it wasn't even remotely close to being real. All he did was toy with her heart and then shatter it into tiny pieces. He's nothing but a womanizer that just plays with women's emotions and doesn't even look back on the many hearts he shattered. He would promise to marry them and he would propose to them after being together for a year. Then on the wedding day he wouldn't show. He would just leave them there, stranded without a care in the world. Then, they would confront him about it the next day and he would laugh in their face and tell them that they were fools for thinking for even a second that he cared about him.
I learned all of that after my sister confinded in me about it. It took me awhile, but I managed to track them down and I will make them pay for what they did to her. I swear it. The first part was turning them into little kids. The second part will be taking their powers away from them and killing everyone that they ever cared for infront of their faces. Stefan deserves this maybe not nearly as much as his brother does, but it's his fault for telling his dad about Katherine and almost getting me killed in the process. So, he deserves any pain that he gets. Because of him my sister was hurt by his brother.
I may be a witch, but I'm also a vampire. I was turned by one in 1864 when the townspeople were destroying them. Luckily, I didn't get caught and survived. So did Damon and Stefan. Katherine was killed somewhere with the rest of the vampires, or so I was told. It turns out she was never killed or put into that tomb that sealed the other vampires. She's still alive and well, roaming the earth; not even bothering to track down Damon, that fool.
I sighed as I grabbed a squirrel off of a tree branch and snapped it's frail neck before biting into the russet colored skin. Animal blood wasn't as good as human blood but it would have to do. I sat outside of this girl's house who was Elena's and watched through the window as she and Bonnie were talking. I sighed. Bonnie was one of my best friends when we were little kids, but we drifted apart and never saw each other since. I really missed her but now she would be my enemy. I didn't want to fight her but I will if she gets in my way. I will avenge my sister's death and her heartache by destroying the cause of it. Damon.
I watched as Elena bounced Stefan in her lap, enjoying him being so little. I smirked. Well, you better enjoy it while it lasts, because little Stefan won't be around forever. I turned towards the other window to see Damon, sulking in a corner and burning holes in the walls with his eyes. I laughed to myself quietly. That's what you get you little brat.
End of POV
Damon's head snapped up suddenly as he looked out into the night sky. He could've sworn he'd just sense someone nearby. The witch, maybe? Or it must've been his mind playing tricks on him. It's been a really long day for him and his brother. All he wanted to do was go home and go to sleep, forget about all that has happened in the past 24 hours.
"Damon?"
Damon looked up to see Elena and Bonnie enter the kitchen. "We need to talk to you."
"About what?" Damon rolled his eyes. There went his plan of going home and sleeping off this whole ordeal.
"We want to talk to you about the person that made you like this. Do you know who did it?" asked Bonnie softly.
Damon scoffed. "How am I supposed to know?"
"We think it might be someone out for revenge. You do have a tendency for making people mad." laughed Elena.
Damon glared. "I don't know who it is. I've pissed off too many people. It's not like I keep count!"
"We need you to atleast try to remember so we can help you." said Bonnie encoragely.
Damon glared, but sighed reluchantly. "Ok the last person I probably pissed off is this girl I had a "relationship" with."
"Go on."
Damon smirked. "She was too easy and desperate. I had her under my tumb. She believed every word that came out of my mouth."
Elena rasied her eyebrows. "So you used her?"
"Of coruse I used her! She was nothing to me, just someone to play around with."
Bonnie glared. "No wonder she did this to you. I would've too!"
Damon then grew serious. "It wasn't her."
Both Elena and Bonnie were taken aback. "What?"
"Because that was over a hundred years ago! She's already dead!" exclaimed Damon.
Elena looked at Bonnie. "But if it wasn't her, then who was it?"
Bonnie's face paled as she stared at Elena. "Do you think it could be a relative?"
Elena looked at Damon. "Do you remember her telling you about any siblings she might've had?"
Damon looked thoughtful as he thought way back to when he was with that girl. "Well, I do remember her telling me about a sister but she couldn't have done it because they're all dead!"
Elena put her hand to her head in furstation. "Then who was it?"
Bonnie shook her head in exhastion as she put her head in her hands and groaned. Who is doing this?
A/N: Special thanks to Twilighter Tabitha for the idea of the witch's POV:) Review and if you have any ideas for the story or what you would like to see, then please post them! :D
If any of you have twitter accounts then follow me @Chaz4ever for updates on my stories. You can also follow me at @TeamVD too.
Sunday, April 25, 2010
Oh Hell no, not Again chapter 4
Oh Hell No, Not Again Chapter 4
Miranda yawned and sterched her arms as she sat up in bed, feeling much better after that nap and the medience she took. "Great nap." she said to herself as she hopped off of the bed and opened her bedroom door. Quietly, she tiptoed to the stairs and peered through the bars to see her uncle sitting infront of the fireplace with a glass of blood in his hands. She smiled mischeviously to herself. Now, how to make his life a living hell. She thought as she poundered on what ideas she could use.
Her train of thought was broken by her cell phone vibrating nosily on the table. Quickly, she went back to her room and picked it up. "Hello? Oh hi Brad." Miranda smiled cheerfully at the sound of her crush on the phone. They haven't been together long, but Miranda was really starting to like him. He was nice, sweet, caring, and loved to hang out with her. "Dinner? Tonight? Oh, well my parents aren't here right now. No, my uncle is watching me. I'll have to go ask him before we make any plans. Ok, bye." Miranda smiled dreamly as she hung up the phone. "I hope Uncle Damon agrees to let me go." Miranda ran excitely downstairs and smiled up at her uncle with big brown eyes.
Damon looked down at his now awake niece. He knew she wanted something when she looked at him like that. "What do you want?"
Miranda shifted uncomfortably. "Well, this guy, Brad called and was wanting to take me out to dinner and possibly a movie if we have time."
"And who is this Brad?" Damon said, not liking where this was going.
"Well, he's this guy from school. He's cute and he's a real sweetheart. Can I please go? Pretty please?" Miranda stared up at him with big brown eyes and a smile spread across her face.
Damon sighed. "What do your parents think about him?"
"My mom doesn't care."
Damon rasied an eyebrow. "And you're dad?"
Miranda sighed. "Dads always care when they're daughter goes out. It's called being too over protective."
Damon nodded. "Well, if you're mom doesn't mind, then I guess it's ok. Just don't be out too late, ok?"
Miranda nodded, jumping up and hugging Damon. "Oh thank you so much! I'll go tell Brad we have a date!"
Damon watched her bolt upstairs and shook his head as he drank some blood. "Teenagers."
The sound of a car honking outside made Damon look up as he watched Miranda decend from the stairs wearing a blue dress and heels with earrings and a bit of make up on her face. "How do I look?"
Damon smiled as he looked her over. Not bad. he thought. She knows how to clean up. "You look great. Have fun."
Miranda smiled at him as she walked out to the red car waiting for her. "Bye Uncle Damon!"
"Bye kid!" Damon sighed in peace. Finally he was alone. But for some reason he couldn't seem to shake off this bad feeling deep in his stoamch, like something bad was going to happen to Miranda.
A/N: Sorry it took me awhile to update. I was working on the Salvatore Kids. If you haven't read that then I suggest you do. Really cute story! Anyways, review!
Miranda yawned and sterched her arms as she sat up in bed, feeling much better after that nap and the medience she took. "Great nap." she said to herself as she hopped off of the bed and opened her bedroom door. Quietly, she tiptoed to the stairs and peered through the bars to see her uncle sitting infront of the fireplace with a glass of blood in his hands. She smiled mischeviously to herself. Now, how to make his life a living hell. She thought as she poundered on what ideas she could use.
Her train of thought was broken by her cell phone vibrating nosily on the table. Quickly, she went back to her room and picked it up. "Hello? Oh hi Brad." Miranda smiled cheerfully at the sound of her crush on the phone. They haven't been together long, but Miranda was really starting to like him. He was nice, sweet, caring, and loved to hang out with her. "Dinner? Tonight? Oh, well my parents aren't here right now. No, my uncle is watching me. I'll have to go ask him before we make any plans. Ok, bye." Miranda smiled dreamly as she hung up the phone. "I hope Uncle Damon agrees to let me go." Miranda ran excitely downstairs and smiled up at her uncle with big brown eyes.
Damon looked down at his now awake niece. He knew she wanted something when she looked at him like that. "What do you want?"
Miranda shifted uncomfortably. "Well, this guy, Brad called and was wanting to take me out to dinner and possibly a movie if we have time."
"And who is this Brad?" Damon said, not liking where this was going.
"Well, he's this guy from school. He's cute and he's a real sweetheart. Can I please go? Pretty please?" Miranda stared up at him with big brown eyes and a smile spread across her face.
Damon sighed. "What do your parents think about him?"
"My mom doesn't care."
Damon rasied an eyebrow. "And you're dad?"
Miranda sighed. "Dads always care when they're daughter goes out. It's called being too over protective."
Damon nodded. "Well, if you're mom doesn't mind, then I guess it's ok. Just don't be out too late, ok?"
Miranda nodded, jumping up and hugging Damon. "Oh thank you so much! I'll go tell Brad we have a date!"
Damon watched her bolt upstairs and shook his head as he drank some blood. "Teenagers."
The sound of a car honking outside made Damon look up as he watched Miranda decend from the stairs wearing a blue dress and heels with earrings and a bit of make up on her face. "How do I look?"
Damon smiled as he looked her over. Not bad. he thought. She knows how to clean up. "You look great. Have fun."
Miranda smiled at him as she walked out to the red car waiting for her. "Bye Uncle Damon!"
"Bye kid!" Damon sighed in peace. Finally he was alone. But for some reason he couldn't seem to shake off this bad feeling deep in his stoamch, like something bad was going to happen to Miranda.
A/N: Sorry it took me awhile to update. I was working on the Salvatore Kids. If you haven't read that then I suggest you do. Really cute story! Anyways, review!
Saturday, April 24, 2010
The Salvatore Kids chapter 3
The Salvatore Kids chapter 3
Damon groaned as his eyes slowly fluttered open. He sat up and rubbed the sleep out of his eyes. "Aw man, I just had the worst dream." Damon mumbled to himself, "I had a dream where Stefan and I were turned into little kids. What a nightmare."
Damon looked around the room and did a double take at the room's interor. There was a dresser filled with make-up, jewelery, and other little asscesseroies. Above it a round mirror could be seen. Damon looked at the sheets on the bed and to his horror he discovered that they were pink. What the heck am I doing in Elena's room? he thought to himself as he hopped off the bed, and why is everything a little bigger then it was before?
Then, it hit him. He really was a little kid. That hadn't been a dream. He started to remember how he ended up on Elena's bed too. The witch wouldn't stop calling him cute so he grabbed her neck and then the next thing he knew he was stabbed with something and fell to the ground. "I'm going to kill Elena." he growled as he marched downstairs and into the living room where he could hear Bonnie and Elena talking.
"I just don't know what to do." Bonnie said, helpless and defeated.
"It's ok, Bonnie. We're going to make this work. We have too."
"Make what work?"
Elena and Bonnie gasped and turned their heads to find Damon standing by the wall, glaring. "Oh, Damon. How are you?" Elena asked uneasily.
Damon just glared more. "Peachy."
Bonnie sighed. "Listen Damon. I'm sorry for calling you cute and adorable. Can you forgive me?"
Damon huffed. "A little late for apologizes, witch."
Elena sighed. This wasn't going anywhere. "Listen Damon. We need to talk."
"About what?"
Elena figted on her place of the couch, not wanting to see Damon's reaction to what she was about to tell him. "We tried to turn you and Stefan back to normal while you were sleeping.....and it didn't work. The spell Bonnie used is either too weak or she's just not strong enough to undo a spell like that."
Elana watched as Damon's face slowly turned into a reddish color as his anger reached the surface. "So, you mean I'm stuck like-like THIS?"
"For now you are." Bonnie interjected. "We're trying to find another spell that could possibly work and we're thinking about tracking down some witches that are in my family."
"And how long will that take?" Damon breathed out angrily.
"Possibly a few months. Give or take."
Damon stared wide-eyed at Elena. "A few months? A FEW MONTHS?"
Elena tried to calm the outraged vampire down. "Now, now Damon. No need to yell. Your brother is trying to sleep-"
"I DON'T GIVE A FLYING-" a baby's cry interupted Damon's rant.
Elena rubbed her hand on her face and sighed. "Great, you woke your brother."
Damon crossed his arms. "So? It's not my fault that he can't just ignore me."
"Will you stop acting like a jerk for one minute? God you're even worse when you're a kid!" Bonnie exclaimed.
"I'll go get Stefan." Elena said, sensing the tension in the room.
"So I'm staying like this for a few months?" Damon grited his teeth together in an effort to keep from snapping.
Bonnie looked at him sadly. "I'm sorry Damon, but unless if I can find out who did this to you or find out what spell she used and maybe get help from another witch then I can't help you. You're stuck like this for now."
Damon laid his head on the painted wood of the wall and rubbed his face with his small-ish hands. "I can't believe this..."
Damon's head snapped up when he heard footsteps approaching him and Bonnie. Elena entered the living room with Stefan in her arms. Bonnie smiled as she tickled Stefan and laughed when he let out squeal and smiled up at her, gigling. "Well, it seems Stefan doesn't mind it." Elena smiled as she kissed Stefan's forehead.
"That's because he's an idiot and doesn't have any brains."
Elena glared over at Damon who was sulking. "Hush Damon. Atleast one of you has a postive outlook on this and is throwing a screaming fit!"
"Whatever." Damon muttered.
Elena sighed in exsapteration. "Will you listen for one minute? You're making this way too diffcult! You're a kid again, big deal. Can you atleast enjoy it?"
Damon looked thoughtful for a second but then shook his head. "What is there to enjoy? Oh wait, I know! You get to be called "cute" and "adorable" all the time, right? Well no thank you."
Bonnie and Elena watched as Damon stalk out of the living room. Elena groaned as she turned back to Bonnie. "I hope you get them back to normal soon. I don't know how long I'll be able to take much more of his bitter atitude."
Bonnie nodded, sliently agreeing with her. "Well, atleast one of them is being good and accepting their fate."
Elena smiled at Bonnie and looked down towards Stefan who was playing with the rattle that Elena gave him. "He's so cute, isn't he?"
Bonnie nodded. "I actually like him as a baby."
Elena giggled. "Me too. He's so child-like and acts so cute. A part of me doesn't want them to get back to normal."
Bonnie grinned. "Me either. I'm growing attached to little Stefan. Damon, on the other hand, I wouldn't mind seeing him going back to his old self. He almost killed me."
"Hm. It is weird that Damon still has his powers even though he's a kid. I'm really curious as to what witch did this to him and what kind of spell she used."
"Hey, I was just thinking, if Damon still has his powers then does that mean Stefan does too?" asked Bonnie who was looking at Stefan.
Elena shrugged. "I don't know. But if he did then he can't use them. I mean, I don't think he can."
Bonnie nodded. "Yeah, I don't think he can either. I mean he can't even walk yet!"
Elena brushed a tiny lock of hair from Stefan's face. "I'm just surprised that someone would do this. Why would somebody change them to little kids? If the person hated them then shouldn't she have killed them?"
Bonnie looked puzzled as she tried to analyze what Elena was saying. "Yeah, that's true. Maybe she was after something that she didn't want them to know about but also wanted them alive..." Bonnie trailed off, lost in thought.
"But Bonnie that doesn't make any sense. How would they even know about her? Stefan and Damon haven't say anything about knowing any witches."
Bonnie stared at Elena. "Remember when Damon took you on that road trip to Geogria?" Elena nodded. "Well, he told me that he knew some witches over the years and seen what they can do so maybe-"
"It's one of them." Elena finished for her.
Bonnie nodded. "Exactly."
"So, what do we do?"
Bonnie sighed. "We have to ask Damon. Maybe he'll know something. I mean, he has a tendency of pissing people off so it could be a witch out for revenge."
Elena nodded, but then looked at Stefan. "But why turn Stefan also?"
"That's what we need to find out." Bonnie said as she stood up, "lets go get Damon."
Elena nodded. She stood up too and held Stefan close to her as they went to go find Damon and get some answers.
A/N: Well, what do you think? Will they be able to get info out of Damon and find out who this person is that changed them? Click on the review button and soon you will get your answer!
Damon groaned as his eyes slowly fluttered open. He sat up and rubbed the sleep out of his eyes. "Aw man, I just had the worst dream." Damon mumbled to himself, "I had a dream where Stefan and I were turned into little kids. What a nightmare."
Damon looked around the room and did a double take at the room's interor. There was a dresser filled with make-up, jewelery, and other little asscesseroies. Above it a round mirror could be seen. Damon looked at the sheets on the bed and to his horror he discovered that they were pink. What the heck am I doing in Elena's room? he thought to himself as he hopped off the bed, and why is everything a little bigger then it was before?
Then, it hit him. He really was a little kid. That hadn't been a dream. He started to remember how he ended up on Elena's bed too. The witch wouldn't stop calling him cute so he grabbed her neck and then the next thing he knew he was stabbed with something and fell to the ground. "I'm going to kill Elena." he growled as he marched downstairs and into the living room where he could hear Bonnie and Elena talking.
"I just don't know what to do." Bonnie said, helpless and defeated.
"It's ok, Bonnie. We're going to make this work. We have too."
"Make what work?"
Elena and Bonnie gasped and turned their heads to find Damon standing by the wall, glaring. "Oh, Damon. How are you?" Elena asked uneasily.
Damon just glared more. "Peachy."
Bonnie sighed. "Listen Damon. I'm sorry for calling you cute and adorable. Can you forgive me?"
Damon huffed. "A little late for apologizes, witch."
Elena sighed. This wasn't going anywhere. "Listen Damon. We need to talk."
"About what?"
Elena figted on her place of the couch, not wanting to see Damon's reaction to what she was about to tell him. "We tried to turn you and Stefan back to normal while you were sleeping.....and it didn't work. The spell Bonnie used is either too weak or she's just not strong enough to undo a spell like that."
Elana watched as Damon's face slowly turned into a reddish color as his anger reached the surface. "So, you mean I'm stuck like-like THIS?"
"For now you are." Bonnie interjected. "We're trying to find another spell that could possibly work and we're thinking about tracking down some witches that are in my family."
"And how long will that take?" Damon breathed out angrily.
"Possibly a few months. Give or take."
Damon stared wide-eyed at Elena. "A few months? A FEW MONTHS?"
Elena tried to calm the outraged vampire down. "Now, now Damon. No need to yell. Your brother is trying to sleep-"
"I DON'T GIVE A FLYING-" a baby's cry interupted Damon's rant.
Elena rubbed her hand on her face and sighed. "Great, you woke your brother."
Damon crossed his arms. "So? It's not my fault that he can't just ignore me."
"Will you stop acting like a jerk for one minute? God you're even worse when you're a kid!" Bonnie exclaimed.
"I'll go get Stefan." Elena said, sensing the tension in the room.
"So I'm staying like this for a few months?" Damon grited his teeth together in an effort to keep from snapping.
Bonnie looked at him sadly. "I'm sorry Damon, but unless if I can find out who did this to you or find out what spell she used and maybe get help from another witch then I can't help you. You're stuck like this for now."
Damon laid his head on the painted wood of the wall and rubbed his face with his small-ish hands. "I can't believe this..."
Damon's head snapped up when he heard footsteps approaching him and Bonnie. Elena entered the living room with Stefan in her arms. Bonnie smiled as she tickled Stefan and laughed when he let out squeal and smiled up at her, gigling. "Well, it seems Stefan doesn't mind it." Elena smiled as she kissed Stefan's forehead.
"That's because he's an idiot and doesn't have any brains."
Elena glared over at Damon who was sulking. "Hush Damon. Atleast one of you has a postive outlook on this and is throwing a screaming fit!"
"Whatever." Damon muttered.
Elena sighed in exsapteration. "Will you listen for one minute? You're making this way too diffcult! You're a kid again, big deal. Can you atleast enjoy it?"
Damon looked thoughtful for a second but then shook his head. "What is there to enjoy? Oh wait, I know! You get to be called "cute" and "adorable" all the time, right? Well no thank you."
Bonnie and Elena watched as Damon stalk out of the living room. Elena groaned as she turned back to Bonnie. "I hope you get them back to normal soon. I don't know how long I'll be able to take much more of his bitter atitude."
Bonnie nodded, sliently agreeing with her. "Well, atleast one of them is being good and accepting their fate."
Elena smiled at Bonnie and looked down towards Stefan who was playing with the rattle that Elena gave him. "He's so cute, isn't he?"
Bonnie nodded. "I actually like him as a baby."
Elena giggled. "Me too. He's so child-like and acts so cute. A part of me doesn't want them to get back to normal."
Bonnie grinned. "Me either. I'm growing attached to little Stefan. Damon, on the other hand, I wouldn't mind seeing him going back to his old self. He almost killed me."
"Hm. It is weird that Damon still has his powers even though he's a kid. I'm really curious as to what witch did this to him and what kind of spell she used."
"Hey, I was just thinking, if Damon still has his powers then does that mean Stefan does too?" asked Bonnie who was looking at Stefan.
Elena shrugged. "I don't know. But if he did then he can't use them. I mean, I don't think he can."
Bonnie nodded. "Yeah, I don't think he can either. I mean he can't even walk yet!"
Elena brushed a tiny lock of hair from Stefan's face. "I'm just surprised that someone would do this. Why would somebody change them to little kids? If the person hated them then shouldn't she have killed them?"
Bonnie looked puzzled as she tried to analyze what Elena was saying. "Yeah, that's true. Maybe she was after something that she didn't want them to know about but also wanted them alive..." Bonnie trailed off, lost in thought.
"But Bonnie that doesn't make any sense. How would they even know about her? Stefan and Damon haven't say anything about knowing any witches."
Bonnie stared at Elena. "Remember when Damon took you on that road trip to Geogria?" Elena nodded. "Well, he told me that he knew some witches over the years and seen what they can do so maybe-"
"It's one of them." Elena finished for her.
Bonnie nodded. "Exactly."
"So, what do we do?"
Bonnie sighed. "We have to ask Damon. Maybe he'll know something. I mean, he has a tendency of pissing people off so it could be a witch out for revenge."
Elena nodded, but then looked at Stefan. "But why turn Stefan also?"
"That's what we need to find out." Bonnie said as she stood up, "lets go get Damon."
Elena nodded. She stood up too and held Stefan close to her as they went to go find Damon and get some answers.
A/N: Well, what do you think? Will they be able to get info out of Damon and find out who this person is that changed them? Click on the review button and soon you will get your answer!
Friday, April 23, 2010
The Salvatore Kids chap 2
The Salvatore kids chapter 2
Elena stared at them, open mouthed. "Damon?" she asked in complete disbelief.
"No, it's some random kid with his brother. Of course it's me you idiot!"
Elena looked at the toddler in his arms. "Stefan?"
Damon nodded. "Yep the only and only."
Damon almost dropped Stefan in a haste to to prevent himself from going deaf from Elena's screams and squeals. "OH MY GOD YOU TWO ARE SOOOO CUTE!!!" Elena grabbed Damon and yanked him inside and closed the door.
Just as she was about to reach down and pick him up, Damon held out his free hand. "Touch me again and you're dead."
Elena sighed but then looked at little Stefan. "Can I please hold Stefan then?he's so-"
"Cute. I know, I know. I heard you the last million times!" interuptted Damon, glaring at Elena, "Take him, my arms hurt from lugging him around all day." Elena egaerly took Stefan from Damon and smiled wide at him. Stefan responded by smiling at her too.
"Awww oh my god he's so adorable! Hi Stefan!" she cooed while watching him laugh and sunggle into her arms.
"Enough with this mushy crap already! I want to be turned back to normal! That's the reason I came over here so you can help, not pamper your boyfriend!" Damon yelled with his hands bunched up into fists.
"Hush Damon. I'll help you just give me a few minutes." She smiled as she carried Stefan upstairs and motioned Damon to follow. Damon sighed as he followed Elena to her bedroom.
Elena set Stefan gently on the bed and watched as Damon came in and took a seat next to his brother. "So, what are we going to do?"
"Well," Elena said, pausing for a minute. "I could call up Bonnie. Maybe she would know something."
"No!" Damon exclaimed, "I don't want her knowing!"
Elena smirked. "So I guess you want to be stuck as a little kid forever then?"
Damon glared. "No."
"Ok then. Let me call Bonnie and tell her about this little perdictedment." Elena got up to leave, "Watch your brother while I'm gone."
Damon groaned as he flopped back onto the bed, wondering how he got in this mess. This day just can't get any better. He thought sarcastically to himself. He rolled over on his side to find Stefan crawling towards him. "What do you want?" Damon snapped, not in the mood to deal with his brother today.
Stefan layed down next to him, inching as close as he could get and wrapping his fat arms around his brother's body. Damon's first instance was to shove him off the bed and hoped that he hit his head, but for some reason, he didn't feel the need. "Okay?" he heard his tiny brother's voice run through his ear.
A warm sense washed over Damon. It was something new, something unexplainable. He smiled at his brother. "I'm ok Stefan."
Stefan smiled at dimpled grin at him which just made Damon laugh. "You know, you're not so bad as a baby. You're actually tolerable now that you can't talk."
Elena came back into the room, phone in hand and all smiles. "Hey guys great news! Bonnie knows how to undo the spell!" She stopped talking when she saw Damon and Stefan. Silently, she turned her phone on camera mode.
"If you vaule that phone then you won't take that picture."
Elena sighed as she put it away. "But yall are so cute! It's not everyday menacing vampires are turned into adorable little kids!"
Damon rolled his eyes at the word "adorable" and got off the bed. "Where's Bonnie?" he said impatiently.
"Don't worry she'll be here in a minute." The doorbell rang. "And that must be her." Elena quickly walked out of the room to avoid Damon's stare and opened the door for Bonnie. Damon could her them chatting and then he heard Bonnie's laughter when Elena told her about Stefan and his "brother moment." Damon just shook his head at the female species.
"They're right up here." Elena opened the door and walked in with Bonnie.
"Oh my gosh they're adorable!" squealed Bonnie as she got a closer look at Damon.
Damon crossed his arms and glared. "If I had a dime for how many times I've heard the word "adorable" or "cute" I'd be a millionare!"
"Don't they say the cutest things?" giggled Bonnie as Elena laughed.
Damon sent a spine-chilling glare her way. "I'm warning you little witch, shut up now."
"Aww! Isn't he adorable when he makes threats?"
Bonnie gasped as a blur ran infront of her and soon she could hardly breath as Damon's hand cut nearly all of her air supply off. "I won't warn you again." he growled as his eyes transformed from ocean blue to a bloody red in less then a second.
Bonnie stared back in shock and horror. Damon slowly released his grip on her and landed back on the floor with a grin. The bloody eyes changed back into the swimming blue eyes. "Bad Dwmon."
Damon turned around to face his little brother who was glaring at him. "What? All I did was tell her not to call me cute!"
Damon watched as a rattle came crashing into his face. He growled, glaring at the toddler on the bed. "Do that again and see what happens." he glared menacing at the child before turning back to an awestruck Bonnie and a horrified Elena.
"That's it, Damon. It's time you earned a timeout!" yelled Elena, who was getting fed up with Damon being mean.
Damon looked at her and brust out laughing. "Oh yeah, and how are you planning to do that?"
Elena smiled at Bonnie who was holding a vervain dart. "Bonnie now."
Damon gasped as the needle went into his skin, the liquid going into his bloodstream and making him weaker. "Darn." he managed to say as he collasped to the ground.
Elena reached down and picked up Damon, looking at his child-like face. "I didn't want to do that Damon but you left me no choice." Gently, she laid him on her bed and covered him up with some blankets. She looked over at Stefan who had seen the whole thing and took him into her arms. She held him lovingly to her chest as if she was holding her own child. "Atleast you've been good, unlike your brother."
Bonnie stared at Elena who was talking baby talk to Stefan and cleared her throat. "So, are we going to reverse the spell?"
Elena stopped playing with Stefan and looked at Bonnie seriously. "Yes, we are. Does Damon have to be awake or can we leave him like that?"
"I suggest you leave him like that. No telling what he'll do if we wake him up and he's in a bad mood. Now, lets get started."
Elena watched as Bonnie started to chant something in some other kind of language. Latian, maybe? She didn't know. She looked down at Stefan and tried to see if anything was happening to him, but so far nothing was. Elena casted a quick glance over to Damon, who was still passed out from the vervain but he wasn't changing either.
Bonnie soon stopped chanting, a horrified look quickly took over her face. "The spell won't work. I can't get it to work. It's not overidding the other spell!" She turned to Elena, who had the same look she did. "I'm sorry Elena, but I can't help you. It seems they're stuck this way, for now."
A/N: Well what did you think? What fate will the brothers have now? Will they remain as children? Or will Bonnie find another witch or spell that can help them? And what about Damon? How do you think he'll react to this turn of events? Only way to find out is to review! :) Btw, for those of you that saw episode 19, "Miss Mystic Falls," what do you think will happen to Stefan? I'm really excited to find out what happens! I hope he gets his act together.
Elena stared at them, open mouthed. "Damon?" she asked in complete disbelief.
"No, it's some random kid with his brother. Of course it's me you idiot!"
Elena looked at the toddler in his arms. "Stefan?"
Damon nodded. "Yep the only and only."
Damon almost dropped Stefan in a haste to to prevent himself from going deaf from Elena's screams and squeals. "OH MY GOD YOU TWO ARE SOOOO CUTE!!!" Elena grabbed Damon and yanked him inside and closed the door.
Just as she was about to reach down and pick him up, Damon held out his free hand. "Touch me again and you're dead."
Elena sighed but then looked at little Stefan. "Can I please hold Stefan then?he's so-"
"Cute. I know, I know. I heard you the last million times!" interuptted Damon, glaring at Elena, "Take him, my arms hurt from lugging him around all day." Elena egaerly took Stefan from Damon and smiled wide at him. Stefan responded by smiling at her too.
"Awww oh my god he's so adorable! Hi Stefan!" she cooed while watching him laugh and sunggle into her arms.
"Enough with this mushy crap already! I want to be turned back to normal! That's the reason I came over here so you can help, not pamper your boyfriend!" Damon yelled with his hands bunched up into fists.
"Hush Damon. I'll help you just give me a few minutes." She smiled as she carried Stefan upstairs and motioned Damon to follow. Damon sighed as he followed Elena to her bedroom.
Elena set Stefan gently on the bed and watched as Damon came in and took a seat next to his brother. "So, what are we going to do?"
"Well," Elena said, pausing for a minute. "I could call up Bonnie. Maybe she would know something."
"No!" Damon exclaimed, "I don't want her knowing!"
Elena smirked. "So I guess you want to be stuck as a little kid forever then?"
Damon glared. "No."
"Ok then. Let me call Bonnie and tell her about this little perdictedment." Elena got up to leave, "Watch your brother while I'm gone."
Damon groaned as he flopped back onto the bed, wondering how he got in this mess. This day just can't get any better. He thought sarcastically to himself. He rolled over on his side to find Stefan crawling towards him. "What do you want?" Damon snapped, not in the mood to deal with his brother today.
Stefan layed down next to him, inching as close as he could get and wrapping his fat arms around his brother's body. Damon's first instance was to shove him off the bed and hoped that he hit his head, but for some reason, he didn't feel the need. "Okay?" he heard his tiny brother's voice run through his ear.
A warm sense washed over Damon. It was something new, something unexplainable. He smiled at his brother. "I'm ok Stefan."
Stefan smiled at dimpled grin at him which just made Damon laugh. "You know, you're not so bad as a baby. You're actually tolerable now that you can't talk."
Elena came back into the room, phone in hand and all smiles. "Hey guys great news! Bonnie knows how to undo the spell!" She stopped talking when she saw Damon and Stefan. Silently, she turned her phone on camera mode.
"If you vaule that phone then you won't take that picture."
Elena sighed as she put it away. "But yall are so cute! It's not everyday menacing vampires are turned into adorable little kids!"
Damon rolled his eyes at the word "adorable" and got off the bed. "Where's Bonnie?" he said impatiently.
"Don't worry she'll be here in a minute." The doorbell rang. "And that must be her." Elena quickly walked out of the room to avoid Damon's stare and opened the door for Bonnie. Damon could her them chatting and then he heard Bonnie's laughter when Elena told her about Stefan and his "brother moment." Damon just shook his head at the female species.
"They're right up here." Elena opened the door and walked in with Bonnie.
"Oh my gosh they're adorable!" squealed Bonnie as she got a closer look at Damon.
Damon crossed his arms and glared. "If I had a dime for how many times I've heard the word "adorable" or "cute" I'd be a millionare!"
"Don't they say the cutest things?" giggled Bonnie as Elena laughed.
Damon sent a spine-chilling glare her way. "I'm warning you little witch, shut up now."
"Aww! Isn't he adorable when he makes threats?"
Bonnie gasped as a blur ran infront of her and soon she could hardly breath as Damon's hand cut nearly all of her air supply off. "I won't warn you again." he growled as his eyes transformed from ocean blue to a bloody red in less then a second.
Bonnie stared back in shock and horror. Damon slowly released his grip on her and landed back on the floor with a grin. The bloody eyes changed back into the swimming blue eyes. "Bad Dwmon."
Damon turned around to face his little brother who was glaring at him. "What? All I did was tell her not to call me cute!"
Damon watched as a rattle came crashing into his face. He growled, glaring at the toddler on the bed. "Do that again and see what happens." he glared menacing at the child before turning back to an awestruck Bonnie and a horrified Elena.
"That's it, Damon. It's time you earned a timeout!" yelled Elena, who was getting fed up with Damon being mean.
Damon looked at her and brust out laughing. "Oh yeah, and how are you planning to do that?"
Elena smiled at Bonnie who was holding a vervain dart. "Bonnie now."
Damon gasped as the needle went into his skin, the liquid going into his bloodstream and making him weaker. "Darn." he managed to say as he collasped to the ground.
Elena reached down and picked up Damon, looking at his child-like face. "I didn't want to do that Damon but you left me no choice." Gently, she laid him on her bed and covered him up with some blankets. She looked over at Stefan who had seen the whole thing and took him into her arms. She held him lovingly to her chest as if she was holding her own child. "Atleast you've been good, unlike your brother."
Bonnie stared at Elena who was talking baby talk to Stefan and cleared her throat. "So, are we going to reverse the spell?"
Elena stopped playing with Stefan and looked at Bonnie seriously. "Yes, we are. Does Damon have to be awake or can we leave him like that?"
"I suggest you leave him like that. No telling what he'll do if we wake him up and he's in a bad mood. Now, lets get started."
Elena watched as Bonnie started to chant something in some other kind of language. Latian, maybe? She didn't know. She looked down at Stefan and tried to see if anything was happening to him, but so far nothing was. Elena casted a quick glance over to Damon, who was still passed out from the vervain but he wasn't changing either.
Bonnie soon stopped chanting, a horrified look quickly took over her face. "The spell won't work. I can't get it to work. It's not overidding the other spell!" She turned to Elena, who had the same look she did. "I'm sorry Elena, but I can't help you. It seems they're stuck this way, for now."
A/N: Well what did you think? What fate will the brothers have now? Will they remain as children? Or will Bonnie find another witch or spell that can help them? And what about Damon? How do you think he'll react to this turn of events? Only way to find out is to review! :) Btw, for those of you that saw episode 19, "Miss Mystic Falls," what do you think will happen to Stefan? I'm really excited to find out what happens! I hope he gets his act together.
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
The Salvatore Kids
The Salvatore kids
Summary: Stefan and Damon encounter a powerful evil witch that turns them into kids! How will they get back to their old selves? And how will Damon deal with his brother being so little? Will he finally step up and be the big brother? Read and review!
Chapter 1
Stefan laid out in the tall grass, taking a break from hunting and enjoying the scenery. The clouds soared overhead and the grass tickled his nose as it waved in his face. The obtuse trees didn't block much of the sun from shining down on him and his brother who was outside as well, drinking some vodka.
Stefan suddenly sat up, ears alert and listening intently. Damon was already trying to pinpoint the source that interurptted their break from fighting vampires and all the other mystical stuff that goes on in Mystic Falls. "What was that?" asked Stefan as he scanned the area.
"If I knew then I would say something, wouldn't I?" snapped Damon, still trying to figure out what was lurking near them.
Suddenly, a girl appeared from behind the trees. She was around 5'foot tall, and had a very evil aura surrounding her. She wore a black shirt with tight blue pants, and classy black shoes with a strange necklace tied around her neck. It gave off some sort of glow and was identical to the one Emily had. Stefan and Damon stood next to each other, unsure of what to make of this girl. "Who are you?" asked Stefan, a little uncertain abour her. She didn't look dangerous, but he'd learn to never judge a person by what they looked like.
"I am your worst nightmare." The necklace started to glow erratically, the girl's eyes changed changed from rich brown to bloody red and soon it shone so brightly that not even Stefan or Damon could see clearly. "What's happening?" cried Stefan as he shielded his eyes from the light.
Damon growled viscously as he tried to see past the light but to no avail. "I'm going to kill that girl!"
The girl smirked to herself as she watched the vampires struggle. "That'll teach them a lesson for what they did." She then vanished.
The light started to fade and Damon could make clear of his surroundings. Although there was a change. Everything else seemed more taller then it was before. The trees, the grass, even the house looked alot bigger. "What in hell?" Damon jumped, surprised by his voice, it was very high pitched and sounded like a child's. Quickly running over to the nearest river, Damon took a look at his reflection and almost had a heart attack. Staring back at him wasn't a grown man, but a child; probably no more then the age of ten. His clothes weren't big on him either. It seem they shrunk in size when he did.
He threw his head back and groaned. He wondered what fate Stefan got. "Stefan?" He hated how his voice sounded so weak. "Stefan, we have a problem. And when I say problem, I mean gloabal crisis." He walked back to where they were and looked around for his brother. Something moving in the grass caught his eye so he went to see what it was. His eyes widened when he saw that it was his brother. "You have got to be kidding me!" Staring back at him was a one-year old version of his brother. He looked up at Damon with big, brown eyes and smiled a dimped grin at him. His clothes, like Damon's, has been somehow adjusted to fit him.
Damon just stared in shock, wondering how they got like this. "It must've been that witch! She used some kind of spell to make us like this!" Damon growled to himself, wondering what to do.
"Elwna!"
Damon's head snapped down to his drooling brother. "What did you just say?"
"Go go Elwna!" Stefan clapped his pudgy hands together and giggled.
"You think we should go to Elena's?" asked Damon.
"Yay yay Elwna!"
Damon looked thoughtful for a minute. "Yeah, I guess she could help us."
Damon started to walk away when he realized something. "Oh crap." He walked back to his brother and rolled his eyes as his brother was sucking his thumb and staring up at him with big, brown eyes. "Come here." he sighed as he bent down and picked up Stefan and set him on his hip.
Stefan giggled and stared cooing up to Damon. Damon just sighed. "Yea, yea. We're gonna go see Elena. Now just be quiet and let me think of the fastest way to get there."
He started walking towards the sidewalk where there were people bustling and running from one place to another. Cars zoomed down intersections and birds flew into the great blue sky. Damon continued walking, ignoring the stares from other people and looked around for Elena's house. "Excuse me little boy, are you lost?"
Damon looked up to see a pretty blond woman looking down at him and smiling brightly at him. Damon scoffed. "No, I'm just looking for a house. Now move." He walked past the stunned blond woman and looked at Stefan who was pretty content with himself. "Will you stop sucking on that thing? If you want something to suck on then I'll get you a pactifier!"
Stefan didn't even look at his brother, he kept on sucking on his thumb. Damon, not very good with waiting on people, grabbed Stefan's hand and yanked it away from his face. "Stop it!"
Damon immediately regretted that action as Stefan's brown eyes got watery and soon he was bawling. "Hey, hey I didn't mean it!" cried Damon as he desperately tried to find something to shut his brother up. He spotted another baby in a stroller sucking on a pacifier and he grinned as he causually reached over and took it out of the kid's mouth and jammed it into his crying brother's mouth. "There, now shut up!"
Stefan soon got settled in his brother's arms and smiled contently at his new found sucking object. Damon smirked as the baby cried and walked away to avoid a scene. "Well, you can't make them all happy." Damon sniggered to himself as he kept walking towards Elena's house with his baby brother in tow.
Elena was just finishing putting her hair up when the doorbell rang. "I'm coming!" cried Elena as she bounded down the stairs and swung open the door. Her eyes did a double take at the pair standing at her door. A kid, about nine or ten, wearing all black and had blue eyes and black hair, was holding a baby who had the same get-up as the kid who was holding him. Except he was sucking on a pacifier and smiling up at her. The other kid didn't look at pleased and was staring at her intently.
"Elena, we need your help."
A/N: Hope you guys enjoyed it! Will update ASAP if I get enough reviews! Just a few things I'd like to point out: 1) Even though they are kids, Stefan and Damon still have their powers intact. Altho they don't know it yet. Stefan won't be able to use his because he's a baby and can't speak correctly yet. Damon, on the other hand, can and that will play in later chapters. 2) Even though he's a baby and acts like one, Stefan still knows what is going on and will try to help his brother in anyway that he can. But he still has the mind of a child so he'll sometimes act like one.
Hope that cleared up any confusion you might've had and don't forget to review and watch tomorrow's new episode when Bonnie returns! :)
Summary: Stefan and Damon encounter a powerful evil witch that turns them into kids! How will they get back to their old selves? And how will Damon deal with his brother being so little? Will he finally step up and be the big brother? Read and review!
Chapter 1
Stefan laid out in the tall grass, taking a break from hunting and enjoying the scenery. The clouds soared overhead and the grass tickled his nose as it waved in his face. The obtuse trees didn't block much of the sun from shining down on him and his brother who was outside as well, drinking some vodka.
Stefan suddenly sat up, ears alert and listening intently. Damon was already trying to pinpoint the source that interurptted their break from fighting vampires and all the other mystical stuff that goes on in Mystic Falls. "What was that?" asked Stefan as he scanned the area.
"If I knew then I would say something, wouldn't I?" snapped Damon, still trying to figure out what was lurking near them.
Suddenly, a girl appeared from behind the trees. She was around 5'foot tall, and had a very evil aura surrounding her. She wore a black shirt with tight blue pants, and classy black shoes with a strange necklace tied around her neck. It gave off some sort of glow and was identical to the one Emily had. Stefan and Damon stood next to each other, unsure of what to make of this girl. "Who are you?" asked Stefan, a little uncertain abour her. She didn't look dangerous, but he'd learn to never judge a person by what they looked like.
"I am your worst nightmare." The necklace started to glow erratically, the girl's eyes changed changed from rich brown to bloody red and soon it shone so brightly that not even Stefan or Damon could see clearly. "What's happening?" cried Stefan as he shielded his eyes from the light.
Damon growled viscously as he tried to see past the light but to no avail. "I'm going to kill that girl!"
The girl smirked to herself as she watched the vampires struggle. "That'll teach them a lesson for what they did." She then vanished.
The light started to fade and Damon could make clear of his surroundings. Although there was a change. Everything else seemed more taller then it was before. The trees, the grass, even the house looked alot bigger. "What in hell?" Damon jumped, surprised by his voice, it was very high pitched and sounded like a child's. Quickly running over to the nearest river, Damon took a look at his reflection and almost had a heart attack. Staring back at him wasn't a grown man, but a child; probably no more then the age of ten. His clothes weren't big on him either. It seem they shrunk in size when he did.
He threw his head back and groaned. He wondered what fate Stefan got. "Stefan?" He hated how his voice sounded so weak. "Stefan, we have a problem. And when I say problem, I mean gloabal crisis." He walked back to where they were and looked around for his brother. Something moving in the grass caught his eye so he went to see what it was. His eyes widened when he saw that it was his brother. "You have got to be kidding me!" Staring back at him was a one-year old version of his brother. He looked up at Damon with big, brown eyes and smiled a dimped grin at him. His clothes, like Damon's, has been somehow adjusted to fit him.
Damon just stared in shock, wondering how they got like this. "It must've been that witch! She used some kind of spell to make us like this!" Damon growled to himself, wondering what to do.
"Elwna!"
Damon's head snapped down to his drooling brother. "What did you just say?"
"Go go Elwna!" Stefan clapped his pudgy hands together and giggled.
"You think we should go to Elena's?" asked Damon.
"Yay yay Elwna!"
Damon looked thoughtful for a minute. "Yeah, I guess she could help us."
Damon started to walk away when he realized something. "Oh crap." He walked back to his brother and rolled his eyes as his brother was sucking his thumb and staring up at him with big, brown eyes. "Come here." he sighed as he bent down and picked up Stefan and set him on his hip.
Stefan giggled and stared cooing up to Damon. Damon just sighed. "Yea, yea. We're gonna go see Elena. Now just be quiet and let me think of the fastest way to get there."
He started walking towards the sidewalk where there were people bustling and running from one place to another. Cars zoomed down intersections and birds flew into the great blue sky. Damon continued walking, ignoring the stares from other people and looked around for Elena's house. "Excuse me little boy, are you lost?"
Damon looked up to see a pretty blond woman looking down at him and smiling brightly at him. Damon scoffed. "No, I'm just looking for a house. Now move." He walked past the stunned blond woman and looked at Stefan who was pretty content with himself. "Will you stop sucking on that thing? If you want something to suck on then I'll get you a pactifier!"
Stefan didn't even look at his brother, he kept on sucking on his thumb. Damon, not very good with waiting on people, grabbed Stefan's hand and yanked it away from his face. "Stop it!"
Damon immediately regretted that action as Stefan's brown eyes got watery and soon he was bawling. "Hey, hey I didn't mean it!" cried Damon as he desperately tried to find something to shut his brother up. He spotted another baby in a stroller sucking on a pacifier and he grinned as he causually reached over and took it out of the kid's mouth and jammed it into his crying brother's mouth. "There, now shut up!"
Stefan soon got settled in his brother's arms and smiled contently at his new found sucking object. Damon smirked as the baby cried and walked away to avoid a scene. "Well, you can't make them all happy." Damon sniggered to himself as he kept walking towards Elena's house with his baby brother in tow.
Elena was just finishing putting her hair up when the doorbell rang. "I'm coming!" cried Elena as she bounded down the stairs and swung open the door. Her eyes did a double take at the pair standing at her door. A kid, about nine or ten, wearing all black and had blue eyes and black hair, was holding a baby who had the same get-up as the kid who was holding him. Except he was sucking on a pacifier and smiling up at her. The other kid didn't look at pleased and was staring at her intently.
"Elena, we need your help."
A/N: Hope you guys enjoyed it! Will update ASAP if I get enough reviews! Just a few things I'd like to point out: 1) Even though they are kids, Stefan and Damon still have their powers intact. Altho they don't know it yet. Stefan won't be able to use his because he's a baby and can't speak correctly yet. Damon, on the other hand, can and that will play in later chapters. 2) Even though he's a baby and acts like one, Stefan still knows what is going on and will try to help his brother in anyway that he can. But he still has the mind of a child so he'll sometimes act like one.
Hope that cleared up any confusion you might've had and don't forget to review and watch tomorrow's new episode when Bonnie returns! :)
Monday, April 19, 2010
VD Q&A fic
VD Q&A fic
Summary: A fic where you can ask the guys from VD questions!
Chapter 1
Damon: Where am I?
Stefan: I have no idea. How'd we get here?
Me: I brought you here.
Damon: Who are you?
Me: That's for me to know, and for you to find out. Now, I brought you here to answer some questions.
Damon: Not interested.
Me: Oh, you better be interested because you're not leaving.
Damon: -eyebrows raised- oh really? Who said?
-Katherine enters- I did.
Damon: -eyes widen- K-katherine?
Katherine: The one and only. Now you better be good and answer some questions or else I'll leave you for another 145 years.
Damon: Fine I'll stay. But it's only because of you Katherine. -kisses her-
Me: Ok, ok cut the mushy crap we have some questions to do!
Stefan: So please review.
Elena: -laughs- you ryhmed!
Damon: Don't you dare review!
Me: -hits Damon on head with mallot- review!
Summary: A fic where you can ask the guys from VD questions!
Chapter 1
Damon: Where am I?
Stefan: I have no idea. How'd we get here?
Me: I brought you here.
Damon: Who are you?
Me: That's for me to know, and for you to find out. Now, I brought you here to answer some questions.
Damon: Not interested.
Me: Oh, you better be interested because you're not leaving.
Damon: -eyebrows raised- oh really? Who said?
-Katherine enters- I did.
Damon: -eyes widen- K-katherine?
Katherine: The one and only. Now you better be good and answer some questions or else I'll leave you for another 145 years.
Damon: Fine I'll stay. But it's only because of you Katherine. -kisses her-
Me: Ok, ok cut the mushy crap we have some questions to do!
Stefan: So please review.
Elena: -laughs- you ryhmed!
Damon: Don't you dare review!
Me: -hits Damon on head with mallot- review!
Sunday, April 18, 2010
A little Angel
Little Angel
Summary: Damon, heartbroken by the fact that Katherine knew he was alive but didn't bother looking for him, turnes colder then before and starts massacring the people of Mystic Falls. Stefan can only sit back and watch as his brother destroys the town, unable to do anything about it. Then one day, Damon meets this little girl who is crying and is covered in cuts and bruises. Something snaps in Damon's heart at that moment. What could it be? Why did he feel the need to protect this child from whatever it was that is hurting her? Read to find out.
Chapter 1
The screams and yells of humans dying as the blood is rapidly drained from their bodies only makes Damon grin as the warm blood slittered down his throat and fall into the acid pit that instantly dissloved the red life. His long fangs glistened with the brillant red blood as his demon eyes scanned the area, making sure there wasn't a soul still intacted in a body. His ear twitched as he picked up the sound of running feet and gracefully doged out of the way of the speeding stake. Damon's lips formed a grin as he laughed at his brother, eyes red and veins ensnaring his face like a bird caught between a cat's mouth. "Leave these people alone Damon. They don't deserve this."
Damon was invisable to Stefan as he disappeared from his spot and was suddenly standing a few centimeters away from Stefan. "Incase you haven't noticed Stefan, I've been feeding alot tonight, so don't do anything stupid to make me spill your blood on the red glowing concrete."
Stefan growled visciously at his brother, but knew he was right. There was no way that he could make his brother stop unless if he consumed human blood, which he wasn't going to do. "Damon, please, I beg you to stop. There's nothing you can do about Katharine, just let her go." As soon as he said that, Damon's hand encircled around his brother's neck, cutting off his air supply completely. Damon's eyes were that of a demon's, they blazed with burning fire and absolute hatred.
"Now you listen to me," Damon's voice came out as a loud hiss. "Katharine was the only thing keeping me here, keeping me alive. She was the only reason I walked this filtfy planet because I knew that I would get her out that tomb and we would be together like we were. But now, now I have no purpose, only revenge for the people who did this to her! They all deserve to die and if you try to stop me again then I will kill you!" Air began to fill Stefan's starved lungs as the iron grip left his neck. Stefan looked up as his brother vanished with the wind and for a split second could've sworn he'd saw a tear run it's course down Damon's cheek. Stefan sighed as he stood up and looked around him at the tainted blood that decorated the streets and sidewalks, painting it a colorful red that shimmered in the sliver light. He wanted to stop him, but at what cost? How many humans would he have to feed on? How many lives, dreams, famlies, and futures would he have to take in order to defeat his depraved brother? He couldn't do that. He wouldn't. But then, if he didn't do anything, more people would die. Stefan could feel tears of his own leaking from his eyes, sliding down the marble skin and landing in the river of blood that flowed endlessy with the hopes, dreams, futures, and familes of countless people. "I can't." Stefan's voice flew with the wind as he spoke, the tiny puffs of air wisking his words away like sand. "I can't become the monster that my brother is." Rivers ran down his face again, soaking the red river of thousands of lives before the water disappeared, leaving the empty streets lifeless and tainted with his brother's malice.
A woman huddled in the corner, fear showing everywhere on her face and her body shaking so hard as she cried. "Please, please don't-" her pleas were cut off by her screaming as two, long, red teeth broke through the surface of her white skin and dived into the red ocean, draining the body of it's red water and leaving the corpse dry as a desert. Damon dropped the empty shell to the ground and continued to hunt for more prey that torn him and
Katharine apart. He will never forget that day. The day his so called "brother" told their father about her and watching her getting thrown into the back of the carriage with metal bars hammered in so she couldn't escape. Damon slammed his eyes shut as he tried to block out her face on that day. So full of sadness, terror, and screaming as they took her away. He would never forgive himself for letting that happen to her. He would never forgive these humans for what their ancestors did. They were just as bad as they were. They deserved to die.
Damon rounded the corner and walked into a dark alleyway. The shadows enveloping him in darkness did nothing to him like it would a human. A human would be paralyzed with fear and run back into the streets where the shadows weren't that consuming. He walked calmly down the narrow passage way and let his eyes pierce through the ominous darkness. His eyes caught something. A small figure squeezed into a tight corner, crying and holding something close to it's chest. As Damon examined it closer it turned out to be a girl, no more then the age of three. She had little cuts all over her body, burn marks on her hands, shoulders, and face. Purple and black burises completed the decoration of her body. Her blond hair was a tangled mess and her clothes were tattered. Damon stared at her, stared at the pain covering her big blue eyes. Something then snapped. Something snapped inside of Damon's heart. Sadness soon fell over him like an onomous cloud. He walked forward, intenting to find out this girl's backstory and the person who did this to her.
The little girl jumped as she looked up with a tear-streaked face and her body shook with raging sobs. "Please Daddy. I'm sorry. Please don't hurt me." A thunderbolt shot through the sky and cut through Damon's non beating heart like a sword. His hands curled into fists and he surpressed a growl. "Your dad this?" the girl jumped at the voice, and then realized that it wasn't her dad. She looked up and stared at the man before her. He looked angry, and sad. She could see the sadness behind his black eyes, swimming against the burning black fire, trying to fight against it. But she also saw some sort of longing too. A longing that was fighting against both of the emotions, struggling to break free and come to the surface. A longing to be happy.
"Who are you?" she asked the strange man infront of her.
"I'm Damon. Now, I'm going to ask you again, did your dad do this to you?" Damon didn't know why he cared. This girl should be dead by now. He couldn't figure out this strange emotion taking over him. It was a burning sensation. All he wanted to do was kill the man respondsible for doing this.
The girl nodded timdly. "Are you gonna hurt me?"
Damon stared, trying to decide whether to answer or not. He knelt down as the small child started to cry again. "It's okay sweetheart." he said softly as he pulled the frightened child close to him, stroking her frazzled blond hair.
Usually he would compell or kill his vitchims at this point, but this girl was different. She wasn't like all those other humans he slaughtered. He didn't feel the rippling of pain surging through him when he looked at her, expecting to see the descendant of the ones who took away the woman he loved.
The sound of glass shattering against the ground caused Damon to look up. A man stumbled forward with a beer bottle in his hand, obvilously drunk. He staggered forward to Damon who held the girl close to him. He watched as the child became crippled by fear. "Daddy." she choked out, tears returning to her eyes as she inched closer to Damon.
The man's alcoholic breath nearly made Damon gag when he spoke, "Come here you little brat! I'm not finished with you yet!"
Suddenly, Damon's teeth started to lengthen and his eyes glowed bright red. He wanted to kill this person for what he did to this child. Damn it, why do I feel like this? Damon growled mentally, I'm supposed to kill both of them, not protect one from the other!
He stared down at the girl whose eyes were transfixed on the person in front of them. A low hiss erupted from his mouth as the man got closer, seemingly unfazed by the vampire in front of him.
"Mika, get over here you stupid whore!" Damon's eyes flashed deadly as he turned invisible and lunged for the blue vein beating rapidly in his neck.
Loud screaming could be heard as Damon drained the life out of this monster who hurt this little girl. How ironic. A monster killing a monster. Damon thought as the screaming died down. He threw the lifeless body into a dumpster and turned back to face Mika, his fangs retracting and the veins disappearing.
Mika stared back with big blue eyes in wonder as she took in what just happened. She looked over to her dead daddy on the ground and back to the person who killed him. The fear had disappeared almost as quickly as it came. "Thank you for not letting my daddy hurt me." she beamed, her dull blue eyes now sparkling like the glittering ocean lit up by the blinding sun.
Damon just stood there, shocked by what he did. Why did he react that way when her father was belittling her? Why did he even care about this pathetic human girl. She was nothing to him, just another vessel of blood to give him more power. So why did he feel like this?
A warm body making contact with him caused to look down and see Mika hugging him. A warm sense of pride rushed over him as the longing of happiness finally broke through the despair and sadness, coming to the surface and defeating the black, cold fire that was burning brightly within him. A warm, fuzzy feeling was rushing through his body now. The feeling of true happiness. When he looked down at Mika that feeling only got stronger. It wasn't like this with Katharine. Katharine made him feel happy, but it was nothing like this. He pcked up the child and held her close to him as for the first time in a long time, he actually smiled a sincere smile. He stroked the side of her face before holding Mika close to him. Mika looked up to his eyes to see that the battle was finally over. The dust had settled and in the end happiness prevailed. "Where are we going?" she asked him as he walked out of the alleyway and into the streets where the tainted blood still layed, reminding Damon of the lives he destroyed.
"We're going home." he was about to take off before Mika's little voice stopped him.
"Why is there alot of people dead?"
He stared at her for a minute, before answering, "I was really mad about something that happened along time ago so I took it out on these people. But now," a warm smile crossed Damon's face, "I see that I was wrong and that you aren't supposed to let what happened in the past control you. You're supposed to move on and forgive people for their mistakes. No matter how much you don't want to." The ice incasing his heart melted with the words that he spoke, shattering the bitterness and coldness towards mankind and replacing it with kindness and goodness. Stefan was right, there is good inside Damon. You just have to dig deep to find it.
Mika seemed satisfied with his answer and laid her head against Damon's chest as he took off towards the boarding house. Damon looked down at the child warming his body. My angel. He thought as he moved a strand of golden hair out of her baby blue eyes, my little angel who saved me from becoming a merciless monster, only killing because of something that happened 145 years ago.
Mika watched as the scenery flew all around her, everything nothing but a big blur to her. She looked up at her savior and smiled when he looked down at her and smiled back. "You run really fast Damon." Mika giggled when Damon started tickling her.
"That's because I am fast. Did you think that I'm slow, huh? Did you?"
The scenery soon stopped blurring and everything came into place as they arrived at the boarding house. "This is where I live with my brother, Stefan." Damon said as he walked in.
Mika looked around in awe. Never had she seen a place so big before. Big chandeliers hung from the ceiling and a massive red carpet with all sorts of little decorations on it layed neatly on the floor. The living room was no different. Big plasma screen TV planted right on the wall of the center of the living room. Large, spacious couches didn't even take up half of the living room as a whole library of books were plied up on numerous of shelfs. All on three seperate walls but close together. A fine looking table was infront of the dark red couches with a few magazines and some left over coffee mugs. Damon lead Mika to one of the couches and sat down with her in his lap. He then started to explain to her what he was, and what she saw back there. "Is your brother a vampire too?" she asked him when he was finished.
"Yes." Damon turned his head when he heard his brother approaching, "And he's coming in right now."
Mika looked out into the hallway to see a taller man approaching them. "Hello Stefan." Damon greeted him.
Stefan walked into the living room and saw Mika. "Who is that?" he asked Damon suspiciously.
"Relax, it's just a kid I found in a dark alleyway who was going to get beat up by her dad if I didn't step in."
"It's true!" Damon looked at Mika when she spoke. "He beat him up real bad! And drank his blood too!"
Damon laughed. "Damon, you can't just-" Stefan's voice was cut off by the look in Damon's eye. It was different. It was a look Stefan had never seen in his brother's eyes before. "Damon..." Stefan whispered when he realized what happened. His eyes dropped down to the little girl nestled in Damon's arms, and then left, with a big smile on his face.
"Your brother is nice." Mika commented.
Damon grinned. "He's a pain though." Mika then started to yawn and rub her eyes. Damon wrapped his arms around her and cradled her in his arms. Her head was laying on his arm and his hands were wrapped securely around her. She snuggled into his chest and fell bissfully asleep.
Damon sighed as he managed to untangle her hair without hurting her and letting the golden honey drop down, now perfectly straight and smooth. He covered both of them with a light brown blanket and Damon leaned back against the soft cushion. He lighty kissed Mika's forehead before falling into a deep sleep.
The end
Summary: Damon, heartbroken by the fact that Katherine knew he was alive but didn't bother looking for him, turnes colder then before and starts massacring the people of Mystic Falls. Stefan can only sit back and watch as his brother destroys the town, unable to do anything about it. Then one day, Damon meets this little girl who is crying and is covered in cuts and bruises. Something snaps in Damon's heart at that moment. What could it be? Why did he feel the need to protect this child from whatever it was that is hurting her? Read to find out.
Chapter 1
The screams and yells of humans dying as the blood is rapidly drained from their bodies only makes Damon grin as the warm blood slittered down his throat and fall into the acid pit that instantly dissloved the red life. His long fangs glistened with the brillant red blood as his demon eyes scanned the area, making sure there wasn't a soul still intacted in a body. His ear twitched as he picked up the sound of running feet and gracefully doged out of the way of the speeding stake. Damon's lips formed a grin as he laughed at his brother, eyes red and veins ensnaring his face like a bird caught between a cat's mouth. "Leave these people alone Damon. They don't deserve this."
Damon was invisable to Stefan as he disappeared from his spot and was suddenly standing a few centimeters away from Stefan. "Incase you haven't noticed Stefan, I've been feeding alot tonight, so don't do anything stupid to make me spill your blood on the red glowing concrete."
Stefan growled visciously at his brother, but knew he was right. There was no way that he could make his brother stop unless if he consumed human blood, which he wasn't going to do. "Damon, please, I beg you to stop. There's nothing you can do about Katharine, just let her go." As soon as he said that, Damon's hand encircled around his brother's neck, cutting off his air supply completely. Damon's eyes were that of a demon's, they blazed with burning fire and absolute hatred.
"Now you listen to me," Damon's voice came out as a loud hiss. "Katharine was the only thing keeping me here, keeping me alive. She was the only reason I walked this filtfy planet because I knew that I would get her out that tomb and we would be together like we were. But now, now I have no purpose, only revenge for the people who did this to her! They all deserve to die and if you try to stop me again then I will kill you!" Air began to fill Stefan's starved lungs as the iron grip left his neck. Stefan looked up as his brother vanished with the wind and for a split second could've sworn he'd saw a tear run it's course down Damon's cheek. Stefan sighed as he stood up and looked around him at the tainted blood that decorated the streets and sidewalks, painting it a colorful red that shimmered in the sliver light. He wanted to stop him, but at what cost? How many humans would he have to feed on? How many lives, dreams, famlies, and futures would he have to take in order to defeat his depraved brother? He couldn't do that. He wouldn't. But then, if he didn't do anything, more people would die. Stefan could feel tears of his own leaking from his eyes, sliding down the marble skin and landing in the river of blood that flowed endlessy with the hopes, dreams, futures, and familes of countless people. "I can't." Stefan's voice flew with the wind as he spoke, the tiny puffs of air wisking his words away like sand. "I can't become the monster that my brother is." Rivers ran down his face again, soaking the red river of thousands of lives before the water disappeared, leaving the empty streets lifeless and tainted with his brother's malice.
A woman huddled in the corner, fear showing everywhere on her face and her body shaking so hard as she cried. "Please, please don't-" her pleas were cut off by her screaming as two, long, red teeth broke through the surface of her white skin and dived into the red ocean, draining the body of it's red water and leaving the corpse dry as a desert. Damon dropped the empty shell to the ground and continued to hunt for more prey that torn him and
Katharine apart. He will never forget that day. The day his so called "brother" told their father about her and watching her getting thrown into the back of the carriage with metal bars hammered in so she couldn't escape. Damon slammed his eyes shut as he tried to block out her face on that day. So full of sadness, terror, and screaming as they took her away. He would never forgive himself for letting that happen to her. He would never forgive these humans for what their ancestors did. They were just as bad as they were. They deserved to die.
Damon rounded the corner and walked into a dark alleyway. The shadows enveloping him in darkness did nothing to him like it would a human. A human would be paralyzed with fear and run back into the streets where the shadows weren't that consuming. He walked calmly down the narrow passage way and let his eyes pierce through the ominous darkness. His eyes caught something. A small figure squeezed into a tight corner, crying and holding something close to it's chest. As Damon examined it closer it turned out to be a girl, no more then the age of three. She had little cuts all over her body, burn marks on her hands, shoulders, and face. Purple and black burises completed the decoration of her body. Her blond hair was a tangled mess and her clothes were tattered. Damon stared at her, stared at the pain covering her big blue eyes. Something then snapped. Something snapped inside of Damon's heart. Sadness soon fell over him like an onomous cloud. He walked forward, intenting to find out this girl's backstory and the person who did this to her.
The little girl jumped as she looked up with a tear-streaked face and her body shook with raging sobs. "Please Daddy. I'm sorry. Please don't hurt me." A thunderbolt shot through the sky and cut through Damon's non beating heart like a sword. His hands curled into fists and he surpressed a growl. "Your dad this?" the girl jumped at the voice, and then realized that it wasn't her dad. She looked up and stared at the man before her. He looked angry, and sad. She could see the sadness behind his black eyes, swimming against the burning black fire, trying to fight against it. But she also saw some sort of longing too. A longing that was fighting against both of the emotions, struggling to break free and come to the surface. A longing to be happy.
"Who are you?" she asked the strange man infront of her.
"I'm Damon. Now, I'm going to ask you again, did your dad do this to you?" Damon didn't know why he cared. This girl should be dead by now. He couldn't figure out this strange emotion taking over him. It was a burning sensation. All he wanted to do was kill the man respondsible for doing this.
The girl nodded timdly. "Are you gonna hurt me?"
Damon stared, trying to decide whether to answer or not. He knelt down as the small child started to cry again. "It's okay sweetheart." he said softly as he pulled the frightened child close to him, stroking her frazzled blond hair.
Usually he would compell or kill his vitchims at this point, but this girl was different. She wasn't like all those other humans he slaughtered. He didn't feel the rippling of pain surging through him when he looked at her, expecting to see the descendant of the ones who took away the woman he loved.
The sound of glass shattering against the ground caused Damon to look up. A man stumbled forward with a beer bottle in his hand, obvilously drunk. He staggered forward to Damon who held the girl close to him. He watched as the child became crippled by fear. "Daddy." she choked out, tears returning to her eyes as she inched closer to Damon.
The man's alcoholic breath nearly made Damon gag when he spoke, "Come here you little brat! I'm not finished with you yet!"
Suddenly, Damon's teeth started to lengthen and his eyes glowed bright red. He wanted to kill this person for what he did to this child. Damn it, why do I feel like this? Damon growled mentally, I'm supposed to kill both of them, not protect one from the other!
He stared down at the girl whose eyes were transfixed on the person in front of them. A low hiss erupted from his mouth as the man got closer, seemingly unfazed by the vampire in front of him.
"Mika, get over here you stupid whore!" Damon's eyes flashed deadly as he turned invisible and lunged for the blue vein beating rapidly in his neck.
Loud screaming could be heard as Damon drained the life out of this monster who hurt this little girl. How ironic. A monster killing a monster. Damon thought as the screaming died down. He threw the lifeless body into a dumpster and turned back to face Mika, his fangs retracting and the veins disappearing.
Mika stared back with big blue eyes in wonder as she took in what just happened. She looked over to her dead daddy on the ground and back to the person who killed him. The fear had disappeared almost as quickly as it came. "Thank you for not letting my daddy hurt me." she beamed, her dull blue eyes now sparkling like the glittering ocean lit up by the blinding sun.
Damon just stood there, shocked by what he did. Why did he react that way when her father was belittling her? Why did he even care about this pathetic human girl. She was nothing to him, just another vessel of blood to give him more power. So why did he feel like this?
A warm body making contact with him caused to look down and see Mika hugging him. A warm sense of pride rushed over him as the longing of happiness finally broke through the despair and sadness, coming to the surface and defeating the black, cold fire that was burning brightly within him. A warm, fuzzy feeling was rushing through his body now. The feeling of true happiness. When he looked down at Mika that feeling only got stronger. It wasn't like this with Katharine. Katharine made him feel happy, but it was nothing like this. He pcked up the child and held her close to him as for the first time in a long time, he actually smiled a sincere smile. He stroked the side of her face before holding Mika close to him. Mika looked up to his eyes to see that the battle was finally over. The dust had settled and in the end happiness prevailed. "Where are we going?" she asked him as he walked out of the alleyway and into the streets where the tainted blood still layed, reminding Damon of the lives he destroyed.
"We're going home." he was about to take off before Mika's little voice stopped him.
"Why is there alot of people dead?"
He stared at her for a minute, before answering, "I was really mad about something that happened along time ago so I took it out on these people. But now," a warm smile crossed Damon's face, "I see that I was wrong and that you aren't supposed to let what happened in the past control you. You're supposed to move on and forgive people for their mistakes. No matter how much you don't want to." The ice incasing his heart melted with the words that he spoke, shattering the bitterness and coldness towards mankind and replacing it with kindness and goodness. Stefan was right, there is good inside Damon. You just have to dig deep to find it.
Mika seemed satisfied with his answer and laid her head against Damon's chest as he took off towards the boarding house. Damon looked down at the child warming his body. My angel. He thought as he moved a strand of golden hair out of her baby blue eyes, my little angel who saved me from becoming a merciless monster, only killing because of something that happened 145 years ago.
Mika watched as the scenery flew all around her, everything nothing but a big blur to her. She looked up at her savior and smiled when he looked down at her and smiled back. "You run really fast Damon." Mika giggled when Damon started tickling her.
"That's because I am fast. Did you think that I'm slow, huh? Did you?"
The scenery soon stopped blurring and everything came into place as they arrived at the boarding house. "This is where I live with my brother, Stefan." Damon said as he walked in.
Mika looked around in awe. Never had she seen a place so big before. Big chandeliers hung from the ceiling and a massive red carpet with all sorts of little decorations on it layed neatly on the floor. The living room was no different. Big plasma screen TV planted right on the wall of the center of the living room. Large, spacious couches didn't even take up half of the living room as a whole library of books were plied up on numerous of shelfs. All on three seperate walls but close together. A fine looking table was infront of the dark red couches with a few magazines and some left over coffee mugs. Damon lead Mika to one of the couches and sat down with her in his lap. He then started to explain to her what he was, and what she saw back there. "Is your brother a vampire too?" she asked him when he was finished.
"Yes." Damon turned his head when he heard his brother approaching, "And he's coming in right now."
Mika looked out into the hallway to see a taller man approaching them. "Hello Stefan." Damon greeted him.
Stefan walked into the living room and saw Mika. "Who is that?" he asked Damon suspiciously.
"Relax, it's just a kid I found in a dark alleyway who was going to get beat up by her dad if I didn't step in."
"It's true!" Damon looked at Mika when she spoke. "He beat him up real bad! And drank his blood too!"
Damon laughed. "Damon, you can't just-" Stefan's voice was cut off by the look in Damon's eye. It was different. It was a look Stefan had never seen in his brother's eyes before. "Damon..." Stefan whispered when he realized what happened. His eyes dropped down to the little girl nestled in Damon's arms, and then left, with a big smile on his face.
"Your brother is nice." Mika commented.
Damon grinned. "He's a pain though." Mika then started to yawn and rub her eyes. Damon wrapped his arms around her and cradled her in his arms. Her head was laying on his arm and his hands were wrapped securely around her. She snuggled into his chest and fell bissfully asleep.
Damon sighed as he managed to untangle her hair without hurting her and letting the golden honey drop down, now perfectly straight and smooth. He covered both of them with a light brown blanket and Damon leaned back against the soft cushion. He lighty kissed Mika's forehead before falling into a deep sleep.
The end
Damon's Quest
Damon's Quest
Summary: After days of moping and being miserable, Damon sets out on a quest to find Katherine and get answers as to why she didn't bother looking for him. Will he find her?
Chapter 1
The darkness consumed him, held him prinsoner. He welcomed the darkness, embarced it. it was the only way to get away from everything. Everything that happened since 1864. But now he wanted nothing more then to take off his ring and end it. End the pain in his non exsistant heart. "No, I will find out why she did this. I will find her and get answers." Damon stood up and broke the restraints that bound him to the shadows. He walked out into the sunlight and for once, enjoyed the burning flames licking his pale skin and the sunlight glaring down at him. "I'll find you Katherine."
Bonnie walked the dark streets of Mystic Falls, trying to find her way home. The darkness followed her everywhere she went, shrouding her in darkness. A chill went through her as she rounded a corner, nervousness creeping up on her. A sound startled her from behind. She whipped around but saw nothing except for the endless blackness in the sky and on the ground. She picked up her pace, trying to get home as fast as she could. I know that humans are nothing to me as long as I have my powers, but what if it's a vampire? Or worse, Damon? Bonnie shuddered at the thought and started walking even faster. The darkness followed Bonnie almost as if they joined together. Bonnie heard the sound again and broke out into a run. Please let it be a human, please let it be a human. Bonnie begged mentally.
A hard object stopped Bonnie in her tracks as she crashed into it and fell to the floor. "Bonnie." the figure spoke, cold blue eyes staring down at her as she got up.
Bonnie gasped. She'd reconigze that voice anywhere. "Damon," Bonnie spoke through hissing teeth, her brown eyes cutting the darkness in half and peircing his hard blue orbs. "What do you want from me?"
"I'm trying to find Katherine and I need a locator spell."
"And why would I help you?" Bonnie glared, memories returning of that night where her grandma helped her open the tomb and remove the spell just so they can get out. All so she could die for nothing.
Damon stared at Bonnie. "You will help me." Bonnie quickly fell under his spell, having been so weak and distraught over her grandma's death. She was left powerless and easy prey for Damon's control. "You will do a locator spell and locate Katherine." Bonnie nodded, unable to resist.
He handed her the ring. "Here is Katherine's ring, Now find her."
Bonnie took the ring and began to concentrate. A image soon popped up in Bonnie's head and she saw a girl in a house, wearing a white dress and fresh blood on her lips. The image then faded and she turned back to Damon. "She's in Chicago."
Damon nodded, his irises growing bigger as he controlled her again. "Now you will forget what happened. Go home and weep about that pathetic witch."
Those were the last words he said before vanishing.
The cold whipped against Damon's face as he stepped foot on the Chiago soil. The ground squished against his feet as he walked, the trees looming over him and casting their shadows as the sunlight touched the tips of the leafs, causing them to sparkle from the glistening water dripping off of them.
The flowers glowed in the brillant light. Different colored flowers swayed in the wind. Tall bulidings loomed overhead with people coming in and out. Normally, Damon would be excited about all that warm blood coursing through the sweet, juicy veins. But now he was too focused on finding Katherine's whereabouts and getting answers. He sniffed the air, trying to catch Katherine's scent but got none. "Damnit!" he cursed, trying hard to control his anger.
Damon slumped down by a tree, glowering. The black clouds rolled over him and swept up the sky in the dark, only darkening his mood more.
He twittled Katherine's ring in his hand, wondering where she was and how she was doing without this ring to protect her. A gust of wind blew around him, causing leaves to start flying and tree branches shaking.
"Hello Damon."
Every particle in Damon's body creased movement. He'd know that voice anywhere. He looked up and saw Katherine smiling down at him. But it wasn't a happy smile, it was an evil one. Her brown orbs peirced through his skin as continued to stare him down. "So, you thought that you could just leave me there to rot, did you?"
"Katherine," Damon said, shocked. "I tried to save you. You know that."
Katherine scoffed. "Well, why did whenever I got free I found you with other women?"
Damon stood up, baffled. "Katherine, those women meant nothing. You know I love you and only you."
"Save the lies, Damon. Anyways, it doesn't matter. I got my revenge."
Damon looked at her, confused. "Oh, and how is that?"
Katherine's smile grew bigger. "Well, after 16 years I finally learned that you wouldn't come back for me so I did the only thing that could hurt you."
Damon, now amused, laughed. "And what could you possibly do to me that could hurt me?"
"I turned your daughter."
Fin.
Summary: After days of moping and being miserable, Damon sets out on a quest to find Katherine and get answers as to why she didn't bother looking for him. Will he find her?
Chapter 1
The darkness consumed him, held him prinsoner. He welcomed the darkness, embarced it. it was the only way to get away from everything. Everything that happened since 1864. But now he wanted nothing more then to take off his ring and end it. End the pain in his non exsistant heart. "No, I will find out why she did this. I will find her and get answers." Damon stood up and broke the restraints that bound him to the shadows. He walked out into the sunlight and for once, enjoyed the burning flames licking his pale skin and the sunlight glaring down at him. "I'll find you Katherine."
Bonnie walked the dark streets of Mystic Falls, trying to find her way home. The darkness followed her everywhere she went, shrouding her in darkness. A chill went through her as she rounded a corner, nervousness creeping up on her. A sound startled her from behind. She whipped around but saw nothing except for the endless blackness in the sky and on the ground. She picked up her pace, trying to get home as fast as she could. I know that humans are nothing to me as long as I have my powers, but what if it's a vampire? Or worse, Damon? Bonnie shuddered at the thought and started walking even faster. The darkness followed Bonnie almost as if they joined together. Bonnie heard the sound again and broke out into a run. Please let it be a human, please let it be a human. Bonnie begged mentally.
A hard object stopped Bonnie in her tracks as she crashed into it and fell to the floor. "Bonnie." the figure spoke, cold blue eyes staring down at her as she got up.
Bonnie gasped. She'd reconigze that voice anywhere. "Damon," Bonnie spoke through hissing teeth, her brown eyes cutting the darkness in half and peircing his hard blue orbs. "What do you want from me?"
"I'm trying to find Katherine and I need a locator spell."
"And why would I help you?" Bonnie glared, memories returning of that night where her grandma helped her open the tomb and remove the spell just so they can get out. All so she could die for nothing.
Damon stared at Bonnie. "You will help me." Bonnie quickly fell under his spell, having been so weak and distraught over her grandma's death. She was left powerless and easy prey for Damon's control. "You will do a locator spell and locate Katherine." Bonnie nodded, unable to resist.
He handed her the ring. "Here is Katherine's ring, Now find her."
Bonnie took the ring and began to concentrate. A image soon popped up in Bonnie's head and she saw a girl in a house, wearing a white dress and fresh blood on her lips. The image then faded and she turned back to Damon. "She's in Chicago."
Damon nodded, his irises growing bigger as he controlled her again. "Now you will forget what happened. Go home and weep about that pathetic witch."
Those were the last words he said before vanishing.
The cold whipped against Damon's face as he stepped foot on the Chiago soil. The ground squished against his feet as he walked, the trees looming over him and casting their shadows as the sunlight touched the tips of the leafs, causing them to sparkle from the glistening water dripping off of them.
The flowers glowed in the brillant light. Different colored flowers swayed in the wind. Tall bulidings loomed overhead with people coming in and out. Normally, Damon would be excited about all that warm blood coursing through the sweet, juicy veins. But now he was too focused on finding Katherine's whereabouts and getting answers. He sniffed the air, trying to catch Katherine's scent but got none. "Damnit!" he cursed, trying hard to control his anger.
Damon slumped down by a tree, glowering. The black clouds rolled over him and swept up the sky in the dark, only darkening his mood more.
He twittled Katherine's ring in his hand, wondering where she was and how she was doing without this ring to protect her. A gust of wind blew around him, causing leaves to start flying and tree branches shaking.
"Hello Damon."
Every particle in Damon's body creased movement. He'd know that voice anywhere. He looked up and saw Katherine smiling down at him. But it wasn't a happy smile, it was an evil one. Her brown orbs peirced through his skin as continued to stare him down. "So, you thought that you could just leave me there to rot, did you?"
"Katherine," Damon said, shocked. "I tried to save you. You know that."
Katherine scoffed. "Well, why did whenever I got free I found you with other women?"
Damon stood up, baffled. "Katherine, those women meant nothing. You know I love you and only you."
"Save the lies, Damon. Anyways, it doesn't matter. I got my revenge."
Damon looked at her, confused. "Oh, and how is that?"
Katherine's smile grew bigger. "Well, after 16 years I finally learned that you wouldn't come back for me so I did the only thing that could hurt you."
Damon, now amused, laughed. "And what could you possibly do to me that could hurt me?"
"I turned your daughter."
Fin.
Saturday, April 17, 2010
Oh, hell no! Not Again!
Oh, hell no! Not again!
Summary: Sequel to "Damon the Babysitter." Stefan and Elena leave once again, leaving Damon to watch their now 16 year old daughter Miranda. How will Damon deal with teenage drama?
Chapter 1
Sixteen-year old Miranda sat on her pink bed texting away on her cell phone. Her parents were going out for their anniversary and Damon was left to watch Miranda once again. Miranda liked Damon. He was fun to be around and she often got away with anything with him. She smiled debilishly to herself. Oh yes, tonight is going to be fun.
Elena smiled as she walked over to Stefan, all dressed up in a tux and holding his arm out for her. Elena's dazzling white dress ilumated every dark corner in the house with the millions of diamonds glittering off of it like the ocean glowing after being touched by the morning rays.
"Ready to go?" The couple linked arms as they walked towards the front door, completely obvivous to Damon standing a few inches infront of them. "What am I supposed to do with her?" he hissed at Stefan.
"Just keep her entertained, and out of trouble."
"Yeah, we'll be back before you know it!" Elena chimed in.
"I don't know how to take care of a sixteen year old!"
Stefan rolled his eyes. "It's just like it was when she was a baby. Except she doesn't require that much attention anymore." He patted Damon on the back as he and Elena walked out the front door and to the car.
Damon watched as they drove away, getting a bad feeling every second. "Why do I have a bad feeling about this?" Damon said to himself as he closed the front door and was surprised to see Miranda standing right behind him. This girl was evil. Pure evil. Damon was like a puppet to her, she could make him do anything she wanted, and she was only a human! "Uncle Damon." Miranda said quietly while looking up at him with hopeful eyes.
Damon mentally groaned as he could sense what was coming up next, and as much as he tried to deny any of her stupid requests, he always ended up doing it. "What?" Damon was clearly exasperated.
Miranda smiled innocently. "I was wondering if you could take me to the mall for some new clothes."
Damon looked at her like she was from another planet. "And why would you think that I would do that for you?"
Miranda put on her innocent smile. "Because you're my uncle and also because I love you very much and you always give in to me anyways so there's no point in resisting. I got my card ready."
"No!" Damon growled, "I am not taking you shopping! Forget it! Your tricks worked on me when you were five, they're not gonna work anymore! Now go upstairs and stay quiet until your parents come back!"
Miranda stared at the floor, tears welling up in her blue eyes. "Ok, I understand." she said softly as a tear ran down her face.
Damon groaned. How he hated crying women, especially his niece. He couldn't stand to see her upset. Knowing that he was gonna regret this for all eturnity, he gave in. "Fine, we'll go to the stupid mall. But it better not take half a century!"
Miranda's tears mahically disappeared as her face immeditately lit up. "Oh really? Oh thank you thank you so much Uncle Damon! I promise you won't regret it!"
Damon watched as she dashed upstairs to get her purse and shook his head. Too late Miranda I'm already regretting it. He thought glumly as he started up the car.
A/N: Special thanks to I love shiney Volvos for giving me this idea!! Will update soon please review! :)
Summary: Sequel to "Damon the Babysitter." Stefan and Elena leave once again, leaving Damon to watch their now 16 year old daughter Miranda. How will Damon deal with teenage drama?
Chapter 1
Sixteen-year old Miranda sat on her pink bed texting away on her cell phone. Her parents were going out for their anniversary and Damon was left to watch Miranda once again. Miranda liked Damon. He was fun to be around and she often got away with anything with him. She smiled debilishly to herself. Oh yes, tonight is going to be fun.
Elena smiled as she walked over to Stefan, all dressed up in a tux and holding his arm out for her. Elena's dazzling white dress ilumated every dark corner in the house with the millions of diamonds glittering off of it like the ocean glowing after being touched by the morning rays.
"Ready to go?" The couple linked arms as they walked towards the front door, completely obvivous to Damon standing a few inches infront of them. "What am I supposed to do with her?" he hissed at Stefan.
"Just keep her entertained, and out of trouble."
"Yeah, we'll be back before you know it!" Elena chimed in.
"I don't know how to take care of a sixteen year old!"
Stefan rolled his eyes. "It's just like it was when she was a baby. Except she doesn't require that much attention anymore." He patted Damon on the back as he and Elena walked out the front door and to the car.
Damon watched as they drove away, getting a bad feeling every second. "Why do I have a bad feeling about this?" Damon said to himself as he closed the front door and was surprised to see Miranda standing right behind him. This girl was evil. Pure evil. Damon was like a puppet to her, she could make him do anything she wanted, and she was only a human! "Uncle Damon." Miranda said quietly while looking up at him with hopeful eyes.
Damon mentally groaned as he could sense what was coming up next, and as much as he tried to deny any of her stupid requests, he always ended up doing it. "What?" Damon was clearly exasperated.
Miranda smiled innocently. "I was wondering if you could take me to the mall for some new clothes."
Damon looked at her like she was from another planet. "And why would you think that I would do that for you?"
Miranda put on her innocent smile. "Because you're my uncle and also because I love you very much and you always give in to me anyways so there's no point in resisting. I got my card ready."
"No!" Damon growled, "I am not taking you shopping! Forget it! Your tricks worked on me when you were five, they're not gonna work anymore! Now go upstairs and stay quiet until your parents come back!"
Miranda stared at the floor, tears welling up in her blue eyes. "Ok, I understand." she said softly as a tear ran down her face.
Damon groaned. How he hated crying women, especially his niece. He couldn't stand to see her upset. Knowing that he was gonna regret this for all eturnity, he gave in. "Fine, we'll go to the stupid mall. But it better not take half a century!"
Miranda's tears mahically disappeared as her face immeditately lit up. "Oh really? Oh thank you thank you so much Uncle Damon! I promise you won't regret it!"
Damon watched as she dashed upstairs to get her purse and shook his head. Too late Miranda I'm already regretting it. He thought glumly as he started up the car.
A/N: Special thanks to I love shiney Volvos for giving me this idea!! Will update soon please review! :)
Thursday, April 15, 2010
Damon the Babysitter chap 4
Damon the Babysitter chap 4
A/N: I'm thinking that this will be the last one since I'm running out of ideas on what "fun" things Miranda and Damon can do together. Either I'll end this fic here, and write a sequel or just end it completely. What do you guys think?
Chapter 4
Damon looked up from his magazine to see the door unlocking and Elena and Stefan coming through. "So, how was your night?" Stefan asked with a big grin plastered on his face.
Damon just glared, but then the glare vanished and was replaced with a smile. "Perfectly fine." he said cooliy.
Elena snorted. "Yeah, Damon it went perfectly fine. Especially when our little angel crapped all over you!"
Damon just continued to smile. "That was nothing. In fact she was quite adorable."
Stefan smirked. "Well if that's how you feel then I'm sure you won't complain if we go out again."
Damon's eyes widened. "You wouldn't."
Stefan laughed. "What's the matter Damon? I thought you said that she was no trouble?"
Damon growled, dropping his facade. "One night is enough! And besides, how do you know that I'll be able to keep my temper in check the next time? How do you know that you won't arrive home to a dead child?"
"You won't hurt her."
Damon laughed. "Do you want to test that theory?"
Stefan looked to Elena who shook her head. "Not tonight guys, please. I just want to go see my pericous baby. I'll be back in a bit."
Damon snorted as Elena climbed up the stairs. "Little devil is more like it!"
He then turned back to his brother. "So, aren't you going to see the person who made my life a living hell in the past 3 hours?"
"Yeah, I am, but first, don't you want to hear about how my night went?"
Damon rolled his eyes. "I can imagine. You two drinking wine under the starry night while cuddled up to each other. Both of your tounges in each other's mouth's."
Stefan grinned. "It was great. Too bad you had baby duty."
Damon smiled sarcastically. "Yeah, too bad I had to take care of that "sweet angel." Ah speak of the devil."
Stefan looked up to see Elena walking downstairs with Miranda in their arms, cuddled up to Elena's chest and wide awake. "Mommy missed you," Elena cooed to baby as she placed a loving kiss on her forehead. "Did you have fun with uncle Damon?"
"Oh she had a crap load of fun." Damon said sarcastically.
Stefan walked over to where his wife and child were and took Miranda from Elena. He cradled her in his arms, holding her close to his chest in a protective way and smiled lovingly down at her. Miranda cooed up at him, making baby noises and only increased Stefan's smile as he kissed her. "I love you." he whispered to the child.
Damon just stood there with a look of disgust on his face. "If you're done giving that kid uneeded attention then it's time we go out hunting. I haven't eaten anything since yesterday and you're low on blood too."
Stefan planted another kiss on Miranda one last time before handing her back to Elena. "We'll be back soon ok?" he kissed Elena's forehead before walking out the front door with Damon.
Elena sighed as she walked back upstairs and layed the now sleeping child back in her crib. "Sweet dreams sweetie." Elena switched on the hanging moblie ubove the Miranda's crib and quietly closed the door.
Fin
A/N: Well, what do you think? Sorry it was short. Should I continue with a sequel or stop here? And if I do, what should I make the sequel be about? Please tell me and review!:)
A/N: I'm thinking that this will be the last one since I'm running out of ideas on what "fun" things Miranda and Damon can do together. Either I'll end this fic here, and write a sequel or just end it completely. What do you guys think?
Chapter 4
Damon looked up from his magazine to see the door unlocking and Elena and Stefan coming through. "So, how was your night?" Stefan asked with a big grin plastered on his face.
Damon just glared, but then the glare vanished and was replaced with a smile. "Perfectly fine." he said cooliy.
Elena snorted. "Yeah, Damon it went perfectly fine. Especially when our little angel crapped all over you!"
Damon just continued to smile. "That was nothing. In fact she was quite adorable."
Stefan smirked. "Well if that's how you feel then I'm sure you won't complain if we go out again."
Damon's eyes widened. "You wouldn't."
Stefan laughed. "What's the matter Damon? I thought you said that she was no trouble?"
Damon growled, dropping his facade. "One night is enough! And besides, how do you know that I'll be able to keep my temper in check the next time? How do you know that you won't arrive home to a dead child?"
"You won't hurt her."
Damon laughed. "Do you want to test that theory?"
Stefan looked to Elena who shook her head. "Not tonight guys, please. I just want to go see my pericous baby. I'll be back in a bit."
Damon snorted as Elena climbed up the stairs. "Little devil is more like it!"
He then turned back to his brother. "So, aren't you going to see the person who made my life a living hell in the past 3 hours?"
"Yeah, I am, but first, don't you want to hear about how my night went?"
Damon rolled his eyes. "I can imagine. You two drinking wine under the starry night while cuddled up to each other. Both of your tounges in each other's mouth's."
Stefan grinned. "It was great. Too bad you had baby duty."
Damon smiled sarcastically. "Yeah, too bad I had to take care of that "sweet angel." Ah speak of the devil."
Stefan looked up to see Elena walking downstairs with Miranda in their arms, cuddled up to Elena's chest and wide awake. "Mommy missed you," Elena cooed to baby as she placed a loving kiss on her forehead. "Did you have fun with uncle Damon?"
"Oh she had a crap load of fun." Damon said sarcastically.
Stefan walked over to where his wife and child were and took Miranda from Elena. He cradled her in his arms, holding her close to his chest in a protective way and smiled lovingly down at her. Miranda cooed up at him, making baby noises and only increased Stefan's smile as he kissed her. "I love you." he whispered to the child.
Damon just stood there with a look of disgust on his face. "If you're done giving that kid uneeded attention then it's time we go out hunting. I haven't eaten anything since yesterday and you're low on blood too."
Stefan planted another kiss on Miranda one last time before handing her back to Elena. "We'll be back soon ok?" he kissed Elena's forehead before walking out the front door with Damon.
Elena sighed as she walked back upstairs and layed the now sleeping child back in her crib. "Sweet dreams sweetie." Elena switched on the hanging moblie ubove the Miranda's crib and quietly closed the door.
Fin
A/N: Well, what do you think? Sorry it was short. Should I continue with a sequel or stop here? And if I do, what should I make the sequel be about? Please tell me and review!:)
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
Far Away
Far Away
Summary: Takes place after episode 14 "Fool Me Once." If you haven't seen the ep then don't read this summary. Will contain spoilers. Read at your own risk. After finding out that Katrhine wasn't in the tomb and hearing from Anna that Kathrine knew where he was but couldn't care less about him, Damon goes off into the woods and thinks about all the times they've been together and how much he still loves her. Songfic: Far Away by Nickelback.
Chapter 1
Damon sat in woods, surrounded by trees and the black sky. The wind blew through the thickening of the trees, causing a howling noise to ripple into the darkness. Damon thought that was appropiate, seeing how he just got his heart ripped out by the only thing that he cared for, the one that has been on his mind for the past 145 years, Katrhine.
This time, this place.
Misused, mistakes.
Too long, too late.
Who was I to make you wait?
Damon's fist clenched in fury. Here he was, doing everything possible to get her out of that tomb so they could be together, only to find out that she was alive, roaming the earth, knew where he was, but couldn't care less about finding him. She was so close to him, yet so far away.
Just one chance, just one breath.
Just incase there's just one left.
Coz you know,
You know,
You know.....
A silent tear fell from Damon's eye and landed softly on the spongy ground. The black sky made it impossible to see anything out in the woods, which was good for Damon so he could hide behind his invisible barrier and let out his emotions. "Katrhine, why?" Damon whispered to the howling wind.
I love you, I loved you all along.
And I miss you, we've been far away for far too long.
I keep dreaming, you'll be with me and you'll never go....
Stop breathing, if I don't see you anymore.
Picking up a rock, Damon chunked it as far into the black abliss as it would go. "Did you ever think about me, huh? Did you ever think about how I would FEEL??" angry red eyes cut through the dark like a knife, dripping white fangs glowed in the blackness of the night. Despite how menacing his eyes looked, they were sullen and filled with hurt. But most of all, they were seething with betrayal at the woman he loves.
On my knees, I'll ask.
Last chance for one last dance.
Coz with you, I'd wistand.
All of hell to hold your hand.
I'll give it all, I'd give for us.
Give anything coz I won't give up.
Coz you know,
You know,
You know.....
The pained red eyes still lingered in the omious darkness. Slowly, they began to fade back into their ocean blue state. Damon stood, looking around him at the emptyness that hung over the woods. He was alone. No brother, no Katrhine, no anybody. He was really alone, and he hated every minute of it.
I love you, I loved you all along.
And I miss you, we've been far away for far too long.
I keep dreaming, you'll be with me and you'll never go....
Stop breathing, if I don't see you anymore.
Damon sat back down on the soggy log and pulled out a picture from his pocket. It was a picture of Katrhine, and he kept it with him ever since she was taken away.
So far away, so far away.
So far away for far too long.
But you know,
You know,
You know.....
He stared at it intently, remembering the day it was taken. It was at the first founder's party. After Stefan left, he and Kathrine went to go have some fun. They danced together, and after that Katrhine wanted her picture taken so Damon happily obliged.
I wanted, I wanted you to stay.
Coz I needed, I need to hear you say...
I love you, I loved you all along.
And I forgive you, for being away for far too long.
So keep breathing, coz I'm not leaving you anymore.
Believe it, hold on to me and never let me go.
Keep breathing, coz I'm not leaving you anymore.
That picture held so much hope and happiness, now it just held the picture of the woman who broke his heart. Damon sighed as he bent down and kissed the picture softly. "I still love you, no matter what you did to me, I'll still love you." He folded the picture up and stuffed it back in his pocket where it belonged.
Keep breathing, coz I'm not leaving you anymore.
Believe it, hold on to me and never let me go.
Keep breathing, coz I'm not leaving you anymore.
Believe it, hold on to me and never let me go.
Fin
A/N: So what did yall think? Please review and tell me if I have Damon's personality down or if I still need to work on it. Thanks and hoped you enjoyed it! :D
Summary: Takes place after episode 14 "Fool Me Once." If you haven't seen the ep then don't read this summary. Will contain spoilers. Read at your own risk. After finding out that Katrhine wasn't in the tomb and hearing from Anna that Kathrine knew where he was but couldn't care less about him, Damon goes off into the woods and thinks about all the times they've been together and how much he still loves her. Songfic: Far Away by Nickelback.
Chapter 1
Damon sat in woods, surrounded by trees and the black sky. The wind blew through the thickening of the trees, causing a howling noise to ripple into the darkness. Damon thought that was appropiate, seeing how he just got his heart ripped out by the only thing that he cared for, the one that has been on his mind for the past 145 years, Katrhine.
This time, this place.
Misused, mistakes.
Too long, too late.
Who was I to make you wait?
Damon's fist clenched in fury. Here he was, doing everything possible to get her out of that tomb so they could be together, only to find out that she was alive, roaming the earth, knew where he was, but couldn't care less about finding him. She was so close to him, yet so far away.
Just one chance, just one breath.
Just incase there's just one left.
Coz you know,
You know,
You know.....
A silent tear fell from Damon's eye and landed softly on the spongy ground. The black sky made it impossible to see anything out in the woods, which was good for Damon so he could hide behind his invisible barrier and let out his emotions. "Katrhine, why?" Damon whispered to the howling wind.
I love you, I loved you all along.
And I miss you, we've been far away for far too long.
I keep dreaming, you'll be with me and you'll never go....
Stop breathing, if I don't see you anymore.
Picking up a rock, Damon chunked it as far into the black abliss as it would go. "Did you ever think about me, huh? Did you ever think about how I would FEEL??" angry red eyes cut through the dark like a knife, dripping white fangs glowed in the blackness of the night. Despite how menacing his eyes looked, they were sullen and filled with hurt. But most of all, they were seething with betrayal at the woman he loves.
On my knees, I'll ask.
Last chance for one last dance.
Coz with you, I'd wistand.
All of hell to hold your hand.
I'll give it all, I'd give for us.
Give anything coz I won't give up.
Coz you know,
You know,
You know.....
The pained red eyes still lingered in the omious darkness. Slowly, they began to fade back into their ocean blue state. Damon stood, looking around him at the emptyness that hung over the woods. He was alone. No brother, no Katrhine, no anybody. He was really alone, and he hated every minute of it.
I love you, I loved you all along.
And I miss you, we've been far away for far too long.
I keep dreaming, you'll be with me and you'll never go....
Stop breathing, if I don't see you anymore.
Damon sat back down on the soggy log and pulled out a picture from his pocket. It was a picture of Katrhine, and he kept it with him ever since she was taken away.
So far away, so far away.
So far away for far too long.
But you know,
You know,
You know.....
He stared at it intently, remembering the day it was taken. It was at the first founder's party. After Stefan left, he and Kathrine went to go have some fun. They danced together, and after that Katrhine wanted her picture taken so Damon happily obliged.
I wanted, I wanted you to stay.
Coz I needed, I need to hear you say...
I love you, I loved you all along.
And I forgive you, for being away for far too long.
So keep breathing, coz I'm not leaving you anymore.
Believe it, hold on to me and never let me go.
Keep breathing, coz I'm not leaving you anymore.
That picture held so much hope and happiness, now it just held the picture of the woman who broke his heart. Damon sighed as he bent down and kissed the picture softly. "I still love you, no matter what you did to me, I'll still love you." He folded the picture up and stuffed it back in his pocket where it belonged.
Keep breathing, coz I'm not leaving you anymore.
Believe it, hold on to me and never let me go.
Keep breathing, coz I'm not leaving you anymore.
Believe it, hold on to me and never let me go.
Fin
A/N: So what did yall think? Please review and tell me if I have Damon's personality down or if I still need to work on it. Thanks and hoped you enjoyed it! :D
Sunday, April 11, 2010
Damon the Babysitter: chapter 3
Damon the Babysitter chap 3
Damon sat on the couch, drinking his last glass of Coke. "Stefan is gonna pay up big time." He set his glass on the table just as the phone rang. "Probably Stefan asking about that brat." Damon grabbed the phone and put it to his ear. "What?" he growled.
"Damon, this is Elena. We're gonna be out a little later then planned so could you give Miranda a bath and feed her please?"
Damon felt his willpower crumbling as his eyes glowed red and veins sprouted on his face. Long fangs began to grow and he growled animal-like into the phone. "There's no way in hell-." He was then interuptted by a baby crying. He soon regained control of himself and sighed. "Fine I'll do it." In a flash, he was, yet again, infront of the baby. He stared at her then sighed as he picked her up. She fidgeted around in his hold and turned her head into his chest.
Damon then felt something sucking on his leather jacket. He looked down in horror as Miranda was trying to suck through his shirt. "Whoa kid, you have the wrong person." Damon quickly yanked the child away from him and made his way downstairs. Miranda started crying. Damon groaned. "Hold on!" Almost ripping the frige door off it's hidges, Damon snatched a full bottle of milk and threw it in the microwave. He could feel his ears beginning to ring as the crying intensified. He sighed as he looked down at the child intensely. "Please stop crying." he said as his puplis grew big and then reverted back to normal size. Miranda sniffled and her cries came to a halt. Damon grinned as he took the now warm bottle of milk and placed it at the entrance of the child's mouth. The pink lips latched onto the nipple as if suddenly it was being pulled there by an unknown force. Damon held the bottle steady as she drained the container of its contents. "Good girl." Damon prasied her as he laid her head on his shoulder and patted her back softly, trying to get her to burp. When he heard the tiny sound he lifted her up and cradled her in his arms as he walked over to the sink with the baby tub in it. He stripped her down while the water was running and placed her in the tub.
He ran his hands through the water and grabbed the baby shampoo, putting a little bit into his hands and rubbing them together. Gently, he pulled Miranda's tiny body into a upright postition and held her there while he scrubbed her hair. Miranda giggled as she pounded the water with her tiny hands, causing water to splash out and get Damon wet. "Ah, what the-" Damon's sentence was cut off as bubbly water entered his mouth and caused him to gag. He spat the water out and glared at the smiling child who was still making a mess. "Stop it!" he yelled at her, eyes glowing bright red and fangs beginning to lengthen. Miranda's childish laugh filled the room as a rubble ducky flew out of the sky and conked Damon on the head. Damon held his breath and counted to five as his eyes returned to their ocean blue state and his fangs retracted back into his mouth.
He quickly washed the soap off of Miranda's head and wrapped her in s towel to dry her off with. After he put on a clean diaper and a pajama, he laid the half asleep Miranda into her crib as she sucked softly on a pacifier. He turned on the hanging mobile above her bed which started to play "Twinkle Twinkle Little Stars" and left the room.
Stefan moaned in content as Elena curshed her mouth with his, their lips moving in sync as they filled the other with absolute pleasure. Elena grasped the brown hair and pulled hard, making Stefan moan and wrap his arms tighter around Elena's small frame. The twinkling of the stars glittered and shone brighty in the sky. The slivery light shone down on the couple and the lush-filled area around them. Fresh blades of grass lightly moved to one side as the gentle touch of the wind flew by. Stefan layed contently on the grass next to Elena whose arms were tightly bound to his body. "I love you." Stefan's voice was lighter then the nonexsistent breeze blowing around them but filled with more passion then all the stars in the sky.
"I love you too." Elena smiled at Stefan as they kissed and laid contently in each other's arms, neither one willing to move.
Elena took one last look at the beauty of the sky before drifting off to sleep in Stefan's arms.
A/N: So sorry it took me awhile to update! I had some writer's block and took me awhile to get through that. Please enjoy this chapter and review!
Damon sat on the couch, drinking his last glass of Coke. "Stefan is gonna pay up big time." He set his glass on the table just as the phone rang. "Probably Stefan asking about that brat." Damon grabbed the phone and put it to his ear. "What?" he growled.
"Damon, this is Elena. We're gonna be out a little later then planned so could you give Miranda a bath and feed her please?"
Damon felt his willpower crumbling as his eyes glowed red and veins sprouted on his face. Long fangs began to grow and he growled animal-like into the phone. "There's no way in hell-." He was then interuptted by a baby crying. He soon regained control of himself and sighed. "Fine I'll do it." In a flash, he was, yet again, infront of the baby. He stared at her then sighed as he picked her up. She fidgeted around in his hold and turned her head into his chest.
Damon then felt something sucking on his leather jacket. He looked down in horror as Miranda was trying to suck through his shirt. "Whoa kid, you have the wrong person." Damon quickly yanked the child away from him and made his way downstairs. Miranda started crying. Damon groaned. "Hold on!" Almost ripping the frige door off it's hidges, Damon snatched a full bottle of milk and threw it in the microwave. He could feel his ears beginning to ring as the crying intensified. He sighed as he looked down at the child intensely. "Please stop crying." he said as his puplis grew big and then reverted back to normal size. Miranda sniffled and her cries came to a halt. Damon grinned as he took the now warm bottle of milk and placed it at the entrance of the child's mouth. The pink lips latched onto the nipple as if suddenly it was being pulled there by an unknown force. Damon held the bottle steady as she drained the container of its contents. "Good girl." Damon prasied her as he laid her head on his shoulder and patted her back softly, trying to get her to burp. When he heard the tiny sound he lifted her up and cradled her in his arms as he walked over to the sink with the baby tub in it. He stripped her down while the water was running and placed her in the tub.
He ran his hands through the water and grabbed the baby shampoo, putting a little bit into his hands and rubbing them together. Gently, he pulled Miranda's tiny body into a upright postition and held her there while he scrubbed her hair. Miranda giggled as she pounded the water with her tiny hands, causing water to splash out and get Damon wet. "Ah, what the-" Damon's sentence was cut off as bubbly water entered his mouth and caused him to gag. He spat the water out and glared at the smiling child who was still making a mess. "Stop it!" he yelled at her, eyes glowing bright red and fangs beginning to lengthen. Miranda's childish laugh filled the room as a rubble ducky flew out of the sky and conked Damon on the head. Damon held his breath and counted to five as his eyes returned to their ocean blue state and his fangs retracted back into his mouth.
He quickly washed the soap off of Miranda's head and wrapped her in s towel to dry her off with. After he put on a clean diaper and a pajama, he laid the half asleep Miranda into her crib as she sucked softly on a pacifier. He turned on the hanging mobile above her bed which started to play "Twinkle Twinkle Little Stars" and left the room.
Stefan moaned in content as Elena curshed her mouth with his, their lips moving in sync as they filled the other with absolute pleasure. Elena grasped the brown hair and pulled hard, making Stefan moan and wrap his arms tighter around Elena's small frame. The twinkling of the stars glittered and shone brighty in the sky. The slivery light shone down on the couple and the lush-filled area around them. Fresh blades of grass lightly moved to one side as the gentle touch of the wind flew by. Stefan layed contently on the grass next to Elena whose arms were tightly bound to his body. "I love you." Stefan's voice was lighter then the nonexsistent breeze blowing around them but filled with more passion then all the stars in the sky.
"I love you too." Elena smiled at Stefan as they kissed and laid contently in each other's arms, neither one willing to move.
Elena took one last look at the beauty of the sky before drifting off to sleep in Stefan's arms.
A/N: So sorry it took me awhile to update! I had some writer's block and took me awhile to get through that. Please enjoy this chapter and review!
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