Authors Note: Hi guys :) This is my first TVD fanfic and the first story I've willingly written in so long! It's so good to be back :) Anyway, I am in love with TVD and Damon Salvatore, seriously I'm so obsessed it's crazy :\ ahah!
So yes this chapter just a prologue. I plan on basing this off Beauty and the Beast (favourite Disney movie), hence all the repeated 'curse' talk ;) It will be Delena and it is AU/AH. I haven't decided who Stefan's wife is, so feel free to give me any ideas! This chapter is really short, and I'm sorry for that, but I'm really tired ahaha and I wanted to upload this to see if you's will like it! I will update for a bit regardless of the amount of reviews I get, but look i will probably get disheartened and stop updating if I get no reviews. After all, reviews are what inspire me to continue :)
I suppose this chapter is kind of from the POV of an unknown narrator..ahaha. The story will most likely be third person, and have no fear, my chapter will have HEAPS of dialogue. I really love reading fanfiction's where Damon is a successful professional, so I HAD to include that aspect! I don't want to start creating my own background stories/flashbacks when it comes to Damon's childhood unless it's completely necessary because I want to stay as accurate to TVD as a AU/AH fanfic can ahah!
So yeah I thinks that's all, happy reading!
Eh, I hope you like it :3
xx
The curse of the beast.
To many, loneliness is their greatest fear. It is considered a curse, an inevitable fate to only the truly deserving. Many figure themselves exempt from it; that they'll find love because they deserve it. However, much to the ignorant truths many choose to believe, loneliness is bestowed upon at random.
And so is the case of Damon Salvatore. Who, having been cursed with an inevitably lonely fate, has experienced years of heartbreak and hurt. He was the typically pitied man, the man that experienced unrequited love and death, the one that was accustomed to heartbreak and abandonment. But of course, with such a negative attribute came many positives: he was an extremely wealthy and successful lawyer. Damon was gorgeous too, with piercing blue eyes and dark locks. He had charm, and could attract almost any woman. He life was pure luxury, with the perks of success and sex.
But he could never retain a requited love.
He was always considered a disappointment to his father, especially in comparison to his younger brother Stefan. He was never the good child, always the reckless one. Stefan took over his father's architecture company where as Damon became a lawyer. While his career choice was in no way considered inadvisable in traditional society, his father considered him a traitor for abandoning the family business. That was just another disappointment he had given Giuseppe Salvatore. Damon was never good enough for his father; he had never made him proud. And that ignited his initial feelings of loneliness.
Growing up, Damon was his mother's sweetheart. She adored him and stuck up by him whenever his father turned away and objected him. But then one day she was gone, dead. She left behind a broken child, one that was completely alone and doomed by love.
Then came the story of Katherine. The girl that he fought with his brother for. The girl that never truly loved him despite his irrevocable feelings for her. She was his first serious love, and while she enjoyed his attention she never fully reciprocated them. She did however love Stefan. But Stefan eventually grew out of love with her and ended up marrying some other girl.
Although the ordeal with Katherine happened over 10 years ago, Damon could never really shake the words she had told him the day that his had heart smashed to pieces once again.
It will always be Stefan.
And she was right. With his father's and her own affections. Damon was doomed to be alone.
Thus, he changed. He built up a shell, shielding himself from the brutality of the world. Damon abandoned any hope he had for requited love; he knew he was alone. He understood the curse that had been bestowed upon him and he accepted it. Gone was the sweet boy who, while never being completely innocent, was benevolent and altruistic. Of course Damon was still gracious and kind and all his other pleasing characteristics underneath, but they buried deeply behind a selfish arrogant persona. Nonchalance mannerisms became his trademark; he pretended to interested in only himself and to disregard the feelings of others, even that of Stefan's. Damon refused to be susceptible to betrayal, to embrace his natural morality; in hope that he could avoid losing anyone else that he came to love. He refused to care.
After all who could love such a beast? By acting as callously as possible, at least he could find a reason behind his loneliness. It was inevitable. And if he was forced to live with a curse he didn't deserve, then he would make himself deserve it.
If being himself was never good enough, why should he bother?
And so that was Damon Salvatore's philosophy. He was the man that needed to be loved but refused to feel anything in fear of ending up heartbroken and alone like he had so many times before.
He trusted no one, and rightly so. His brother had betrayed him many times and so had Katherine. Even his mother had:
'Mamma don't leave me! Please'
'I promise I won't leave you sweetie. I'll always be here for you'
And so we begin the story of how Damon Salvatore broke the ghastly curse that completely changed him.
True everlasting love that could be found even when Damon was in his most malevolent of states was the only cure for the curse.
A/N: Prologue done. And unedited too, so don't judge too harshly ;p
THIS PROLOGUE SUCKS AND I ASSURE YOU MY CHAPTERS WILL BE BETTER! I love dialogue, and this lacks Damon's wit. This is really just an in-depth introduction to Damon's reasonings and behaviour; it's important to understand why he'll act the way he does for future chapters! I wrote this too coherently and essay-like; typical Katie really. ahaha
Please review they mean a lot!
Thanks for reading!
(Longer chapters ahead I assure you!)
-Katie xx