**Author's Note: The long wait is over. I had my break for two months, and now's the time for the next part of the series! If you haven't read the first and second part, you can access it just by clicking my profile. I'd also like to thank all of my readers, and I hope that in this series, you will enjoy more and more as we go deeper into the story. This shall bring you to a whole new level of fun, adventure, drama, and romance! Enjoy!**
The Change of Game
The Revelation III
A Vampire Diaries Fan Fiction
He can hear her pulse, slowly beating as she walked silently along the empty streets. It was in the wee hours of the night, and nobody was there but her. Oh that poor little thing, he thought bitterly with a very sarcastic and vicious sense of humor. She obviously has chosen to be the prey of the night. It was a little game that he and his friend were playing for a few months now, and truly it was enjoying. So maybe they were capable enough to take anything and anyone in their own hands, but they chose to do this. The mystery and the games are all but fun! So, he decided to follow her. Her pulse have slowly quickened when she felt as if someone was watching – oh the joys in that! So when she looked back, he immediately hid like a good hunter that he was.
It took a few moments before she started walking again, her pulse quickening as she walked faster and her breath came into short huffs. She looked back again, and he hid. This time, she started running, so he decided to intervene because she might not come back.
And that would be sad, wouldn't it?
So she had to be stopped. And so, he went in front of her when she glimpsed back. Once she turned to face about again, she saw him and she gasped. "You startled me," She said in rapid French. Her voice sounded like a tiny shriek and she was panting. He only smiled at her.
"What are you doing in this hour of night?" He asked, replying in her native tongue.
"I was just going home…" She replied. He smiled and nodded.
"Take care then," He said, walking past her. He knew that she was watching him go. And he had to count from one to three before she called him.
"Wait!" She called. So, he stopped in his tracks, smiling all to himself, and then the smile vanished as he faced her. "I'm a little lost. I'm not from here you see…" She added then asked where Avenue Carnot was. Of course he knew that it was in the direction that he was walking, but he told her something else.
"You're going in the right way," He said, pointing to the direction where she was walking. So she smiled as she inhaled, and mumbled her thanks. Soon, he was walking in the other direction, and she was walking in the same direction as she had been earlier. He had to count from one to three again before he heard the lady scream in horror. He couldn't help but smile menacingly as he turned only to see that a vampire was happily sucking the lady's blood dry.
Elena went down the stairs as the sunlight finally crept in between the curtains. It was early but since summer began, she had been looking forward on every single day. She and her friends couldn't have been any happier with the way things are going. No supernatural disturbances, no Klaus, no Elizabeth, no Originals… Nothing! Just humans (and her inhumanely friends and boyfriend of course,) spending their time together with smiles and laughter all summer long. And yes, she had been completely satisfied with everything right now.
"Good morning Elena," Jeremy greeted her as she landed on the last step of the stairs and she was now on her way to the living room. She smiled at her brother who was sitting on the dining table. Elena can smell something cooking, like some eggs, hotdogs, and waffles… Yes, those can be waffles, she confirmed as she smelled it for a few more seconds. Then again, maybe pancakes, she added in her thoughts.
"Morning, Jer." She said as she continued to walk into the kitchen, where she saw Stefan standing by the island with his arms crossed over his chest, looking at some plate a few feet away from him.
"Stefan?" She called, and he turned around and grinned at her.
"Morning' Elena!" Someone chirped. Elena knew that that can only come from one person. Suddenly, Caroline came in, wearing a huge sunshine smile on her face.
"Wh…" Elena said with a laugh. "What's going on?"
"Caroline made us breakfast." Stefan said with a thoughtful smile. "Well, made you guys some breakfast…" He shrugged and went towards her. He kissed her on her forehead as she giggled like a little girl. It has been a while since she did that. A long while, in fact. But now, summer feels as if it was too good to be true, and she wasn't the only one who felt that.
"Okay, I know this is crazy and we've had numerous breakfasts together this summer," Caroline said, turning to look at Elena, holding a spatula. "But we all figured that summer's about to end in a few weeks. The least thing that we should do is waste it." Caroline gave her a serious look as she pointed the spatula at her to make a point.
"Everyone thinks that we should all have fun and have as much fun as ever before it ends." Stefan said with an amused smile, as if mocking Caroline, although Elena could see a hint of thoughtfulness and warmth in them. Stefan then plucked a piece of grape from a bowl full of grapes and ate it.
"Exactly!" Caroline said in her perky cheer again – just like a cheerleader captain that she is. She turned to face them again, but this time with a plate full of sunny side up eggs. She laid them on the island in front of her and looked at them. "That is why; Bonnie and I think that we should all go to the waterfalls down at the old woods to have a swim and some picnic." She said proudly with her chin up.
Elena laughed. This was crazy. Maybe she should pinch herself to check if she was really dreaming, but she knows she wasn't. "But where's Bonnie?" Elena asked, looking at Caroline as she went to the dining table to serve the food.
"Oh she's on her way." Caroline casually replied. After she did, the bell rang. "She's here!" She shrugged with a happy tone.
"I'll get it." Jeremy offered, standing up from the chair he sat on by the dining table – obviously he was more than ready to eat – and answered the door. A picnic and a swim would've sounded crazy a few months back, but now, for some reason, she felt safe again. Yet, as much as she was happy with all of this, something was missing.
Or maybe someone…
"How's Damon?" Elena suddenly asked, turning to Stefan. Her voice was low and even, trying to sound casual even though she's been worried. They haven't seen him the whole summer and God knows where he is. Though, Elena hoped that he was not with Elizabeth. Stefan then frowned as if only remembering now that he actually had a brother who had gone missing.
"He's fine, I guess." He shrugged. "Haven't heard from him the whole summer, and he hasn't answered my calls either. It's not really all that surprising for my brother…." Stefan added, looking at her directly in the eyes. She then nodded.
"Great!" Caroline said as Bonnie walked in. "Right on time! Let's dig in!" She added with a clap. So all of them settled at their places on the dining table and began to have a good breakfast meal.
Stefan had to check the boardinghouse since he was asked to accompany Elena with her friends to the waterfalls down by the old woods by lunch. He had to go back because the truth was, after they had breakfast, Damon sent him a text message saying that he might arrive sometime today… or never – as he said. But Stefan knew his brother too well to know his cruel jokes by now.
The truth was, they have never heard from Damon all summer ever since their attempt to kill Klaus in New York City when summer just began. After that, Damon was right off the radar. Of course, at first all of them were sort of worried, but that was just how Damon was. Nobody really knows where he went, if he was with Elizabeth or not. Yet, Stefan knew that he should've told Elena that Damon texted him, but he also figured that maybe he can just say it when it's true, or maybe at lunch. Whichever comes first.
Stefan was enjoying a blood bag as he sat on the couch in the living room. This place had been awfully boring with only him around. And it was true, he was hardly ever home himself during this summer. Even though he ate a lot of human food earlier, nothing can ever satiate his stomach but blood. Of course, this was the other thing that Elena didn't know. When summer started, Elena knew that he was back to his animal diet, and he was. But sometimes animal blood can never even satiate his hunger. One night, he was so irritable, so hungry that he couldn't help himself to a blood bag. He was, of course, controlling himself now and not letting the blood control him – just as his brother advised once. And Stefan hated to admit, but he does kind of miss his brother and his sarcastic remarks.
He then continued sipping on the blood bag, savoring the taste of human blood – with the thought of not killing any actual human, only keeps him sane and in control. With that thought, he heard a car pull over probably a few feet away from the house. Stefan sprang up and with his vampire speed, he went by the window, clutching on his dear blood bag as if he won't ever have anymore. That was when he saw a sleek black Hummer parked nearby, and a guy wearing a pair of black Ray-ban aviator sunglasses with a golden frame; a black leather jacket and a black V-neck shirt underneath, dark jeans, and a pair of leather combat boots. Of course Stefan knew immediately who that was.
And there was no doubt about that.
Stefan watched his brother, shut the door of his car, but then Stefan also saw someone come out from the passenger's seat. Who was he with? But it took Stefan a few moments to see, because the person was blocked by the open car door. Damon was getting his stuff from his car's backseat, and then shutting it again. There, Stefan finally saw who the mysterious passenger was once the door had been shut, which made him stop drinking from the blood bag as he narrowed his eyes. What in the hell? He thought absent-mindedly.
"Knock knock!" He said loudly as he knocked loudly as well since the door was locked. It's been too long since he had been in Mystic Falls. And as much as he would like to be all emotional about it, he enjoyed his stay in New York – and who wouldn't, really? It's NEW YORK! Everybody loves that, even a four-hundred year old vampire, that's for sure. He did sort of miss Mystic Falls though, and he knew that this was the proper time to be back. Why? Well, in a few short weeks, summer will be over and they'll be bound for another adventure. God knows when the Originals will come back, but he figured that they'll be soon…
Two months had been far too long.
Yet, that was not the only reason why it took him two months to finally come home. How can he possibly? He wasn't ready at all. In fact, he wasn't really prepared for all of this. But should he really be when he'll only see the faces of Stefan and his girlfriend, Elena's friends – who he thinks did not really miss him at all? Damon rolled his eyes at the horrid thought. Who would even care anyway? Two months had been a break for him, and he deserved that break oh so very well. How could he not when he had been through so much these past few months?
Not that he hasn't been through a lot for a century, but that was different.
Things are different now – he was different now – and he is feeling too much emotion that he cannot possibly just leave them in silence. They need to be expressed, and he will certainly do.
Stefan opened the door a few seconds later and Damon frowned. "Hello brother," He greeted him with a mocking smirk. "Why is the door locked? Do you happen to be scared because you're sneaking a drink over there? What? Elena might catch you?" Damon mocked as he pointed at the blood bag that Stefan's holding. He looked down and slowly hid it away behind him, as he looked at Damon hard.
"And why did you have to knock when you could've just put the door down?" Stefan replied with a mocking look as well. There, Damon smiled as he started walking past his brother. This was entertaining.
"Let's just say I missed you brother," Damon said as he walked in and put his bags down on the couch. He then realized that Stefan was still at the door. He forgot that he had company with him.
"What the hell is she doing here?" Stefan asked, pointing at the door. Damon looked at it then looked away.
"I saved your brother's ass, and that's the thanks I get?" Katherine said, crossing her arms over her chest. Now, Damon rolled his eyes. It would've been unlikely that he brought Katherine with him, but the truth was, he was never in any sort of danger for the whole two months in New York. And truthfully, he'd rather die than let Katherine save him – because that was how much he hated her. "Really classy, Stefan," Katherine added as she shook her head in dismay. Damon rolled his eyes again as he looked at them.
"First of all, I was never in any sort of danger Katherine" He said her name in a very sarcastic and harsh tone that Katherine looked at him with her eyebrows furrowed. "And second, we had the same flight back to Mystic Falls. Obviously someone is stalking." He added, widening his eyes then smiling at Katherine who just walked in and Stefan shut the door loudly, glaring at her.
"Whatever," She rolled her eyes and made her way towards the empty couches.
"So you two were together in New York for two whole months?" Stefan asked, pointing his fingers at them to make a point as he stood and crossed his arms over his chest. He then arched his eyebrows, waiting for them to answer.
"Of course," Katherine said with a teasing smile.
"Hell no," Damon said. Both of them said it at the same time, so Stefan had to give them a quick look and then frowned. Obviously they were only confusing Stefan and Katherine's teasing was making Damon pissed. She was having fun, Damon can tell – now that he can properly read everyone's minds – and Stefan was just plain confused. With the expression on his face, Damon can simply just say so; there was no need to actually read his brother's mind.
"Seriously?" Stefan asked impatiently. Katherine was smiling like a Cheshire cat as she sat on the couch, and Damon was only bored so he only arched his eyebrows. But before Damon could say anything else, Stefan's phone rang, and he had to bring it out to see who it was. He then raised a finger, excusing himself, and Damon only shrugged. Damon made his way to the liquor table, and poured himself a glass of bourbon.
"Oh Damon, why so feisty?" Katherine teased, narrowing her eyes at him. Damon only ignored her and sipped on the glass. "Why don't you just tell Stefan the truth? It wouldn't kill you." Damon rolled his eyes in annoyance. Katherine should be thanking him because he allowed her to be here in the first place. He hated to admit it, but he actually did a pretty good deed. Katherine then slowly stood up, and walked towards him. "Elizabeth left you for Klaus, you can tell him that because it is that simple. Or are you still hurting because she did leave you for him?" She added, obviously trying to alienate his emotions, when the truth was, he chose not to follow Elizabeth, because what Katherine said was right. He was making a fool out of himself for an Original. Of course, he would never admit that to Katherine.
Never.
Damon turned to her, smiling menacingly as he narrowed his eyes. "Then you tell him," He arched his eyebrows, his eyes dancing in full delight. "Don't think that I didn't know why you're here. I mean, the only reason why you followed me back to Mystic Falls is because you are in hiding again. But don't you think that it is safer if you just ran thousands of miles away? Because any minute, Klaus will be back, and I'm sure as hell that Elizabeth is with him. If she knew that you were here with me, and you were the one who told me to stop following her, then you'd be dead. Especially because she didn't get your deal done." He said with a firm yet mocking tone. He couldn't help but see how Katherine's eyes were dancing in surprise. He maintained his sarcasm and mockery with a slow smile developing on his lips as Katherine began inhaling deeply, fuming deep inside. "So yes, Katherine, be my guest. Tell my brother the truth, because then you'd be helping me escape the numerous explanations. In fact, I'll thank you in advance." He then put down his empty glass of bourbon on the table and gave her one last smile as he made his way to the couch where his bags were. He held them by the handle and walked up the stairs. Stefan was just making his way down, obviously it was Elena who called, and Damon knew that he didn't say that he was back. Damon looked at his brother with a smile full of sarcasm. "Hey Stefan, Katherine has something to tell you," He added, and looked at Katherine who was looking up at them, mostly glaring at Damon, and was fuming – inhaling and exhaling deeply. He gave her a full smile as he continued going up the stairs.
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