A/N: All disclaimers and trademarks go to L. and Stephenie Meyer they wrote the books, and I'm just their puppet master.
Rated: M for lemons and verbal language
Damon POV
I'm going back to Mystic Falls, where I first grew up then changed into a 'soul less monster' a.k.a a vampire. I've been a vampire for 171 years changed at 24; only because I and my brother, Stefan, were changed by a girl we were both fighting for and played us like fools. I thought she was still around, that she loved me. So I searched for her years and finally realized that she was a class A bitch that used use, me for toys for her entertainment. By the time I knew that it was the beginning of the 20th century. So I became a 'bad boy' I already was but got even worse. I guess over the years became a manwhore or whatever you humans call it. I only do it because I'm afraid to find someone and lose them and I would NEVER tell anyone that. Now my brother Stefan we haven't spoken or seen him in the last 57 years, we get along then we don't all because of that stupid bitch named Katherine Pierce that separated us. Back in the day before Katherine I and Stefan were closer then peas in a pod. We were complete opposites he was the golden boy and I was too, but also a bigger ladies man and the 'bad child'. All because of my dad, he didn't hit us or anything like that; I sure as hell wouldn't let him. He just was like lovable but at distance that we couldn't reach. He was like that after our mom died; I'm the oldest so I had more memories of her. Stefan didn't, he was only two when she got sick. Dad and I took care of her and Stefan; I took him to her when she wanted to see him not for long though, we didn't need him to get sick to. Stefan is a spitting image of our mother, green eyes and wavy brown hair. I have no idea where I got looks from but I sure as hell as blessed. Clear icy eyes and undulating (wavy) black hair and a slim muscle build. Furthermore me and my father didn't see eye to eye because he thought that I was irresponsible and didn't care for my studies. I did but everything else was more fun and father never got that, besides he had Stefan; Stefan was his favorite because like I said he was the golden boy. That was okay for now. Once Katherine got here, she was here a few weeks before I came home from college everything went fine. Her and Stefan were close and when I came I wanted her, so I worked my way into the whatever relationship they had and sort of broke it, but not all the she still played us like fools and it got to the point that my father got suspicious and found out that Katherine was a vampire and made was keep it a secret and called the Council to get her. The night before she put vampire blood in us so when shit hit the fan our father shot and killed us. That's how we transformed into vampires. They supposedly put her in a tomb sealed off with other vampires to rot. In Mystic Falls where I'm going to see if I can open it, I know she doesn't care but that doesn't mean that I can't fuck her. She was pretty good in bed. Over the years to get over her, I became a manwhore and drank… a lot. I also need a witch to open the tomb. Well I guess that since I'm going through all this happen I'm not that over her…dammit. I hate that she stills gets under my skin, I hope to get her out then fuck her one last time then kill her. Yes that's a good plan; I'm such a "Whatever I want." I replied cockily. He frowned and opened his mouth to reply but a girl with blonde hair stopped him. "Stefan