Summary: Damon and Elena are captured by a group of vampire hunters. What will happen when they're thrown in the thick of things together? Will they be able to depend on one another to escape?
Will Elena be able to get past her hate and mistrust toward Damon?
My first Vampire Diaries fanfic!
I hope you like it. I'm not sure how many chapters it's going to have as of yet. Maybe around 3 or 4? I don't know.
This is also the first time I've written anything beyond a one-shot.
By the way, please review! If you I don't get that many, then I probably won't continue.
I have to know that my writing is actually being read and that I'm not just writing to a wall (figuratively speaking that is).
Delena :) I also hope that I keep these guys in character (especially Damon) because that's always the part I lover best. It has to seem realistic.
Oh well, here goes nothing!
All I Need- Within Temptation
Don't tear me down
For all I need
Make my heart a better place
Give me something I can believe
Don't tear me down
You've opened the door now
Don't let it close
"Hello Elena." Damon leaned up against the door to the boarding house, a crooked smile playing on his lips.
Elena kept her mouth straight, not betraying an emotion other that slight annoyance. "Is Stephan here? We were supposed to go out tonight."
"Nope. He's out hunting Bambi. You can come in if you like though, he should be back soon."
Should she go in? He had saved her life. Him and Stephan. It did ease the hate just a little bit in her heart. But still, they weren't friends. They never would be real friends again. You can't just forgive someone killing your brother because they got angry and cracked. That was the other reason she wasn't sure if she should go inside. Elena didn't trust him. What if she did something to piss him off and he ended up killing her?
"Fine." She walked inside. Damon closed the door behind her.
"Make yourself at home." His voice was monotone. "I'll beā¦around."
She picked sat on the couch near the fireplace, and stretched out her legs. Not seeing anything interesting to read on any of the tables, she shut her eyes.
Where was Stephan? He had said that he would meet up with her after school that day, yet he had never shown up. She thought the same as Damon. He must have gone out hunting on short notice. She hadn't wanted to bother him with a text or a call. But now, after a few hours, she was worried. Taking her phone out of her purse, she texted him a quick "Where are you?"
While she waited for a response, the minutes seemed to drag on and on. Her screen had long since gone black. When had she turned into this scared little girl? Stephan was a vampire. He should be able to take care of himself. She shouldn't worry him not texting her back. His phone might have gone dead or maybe there was no service where he was.
She sighed. Her breath caught in her throat when she felt her phone start vibrating. When she looked down, instead of seeing Stephan's number flash on the screen, she saw Damon's.
Was he messing with her? She had just seen him walk upstairs.
"Damon?" She whispered. Why did she whisper? There was no one else around in the house except for the two of them.
A loud crash echoed from somewhere above her head on the second floor. Elena was in her feet in two seconds, staring at the ceiling, phone shaking in her hand.
She realized that there hadn't been another voice responding on the phone. She checked to make sure Damon hadn't hung up. The timer still turned, proving that he hadn't. She thought she heard some yelling or muttering in the background, but there was too much static to make the words out.
"This is Elena Gilbert, correct?" The voice on the other end was definitely not cocky, or arrogant, Damon's usual tone. Instead it had a sort of strange accent to it that she couldn't place.
Gathering up her courage and pushing her fear to the side, she managed to keep her voice strong. "Why? Who is this?"
"I would suggest you answer the question, my dear, or I'll have to consult your friend here. Damon I believe."
"Yes, I'm Elena. Who are you?" Her voice wavered this time.
"That does not matter. Come upstairs now."
Fear clenched in her gut. Who was this guy? He had Damon and if she didn't go up there, this man would most likely stake him or something like it. But Elena shouldn't care about Damon, the same Damon who killed Jeremy and was pretty much a psychopathic alcoholic who cracked and killed people every once in a while just for the fun of it.
But it was the same Damon who had helped save her life. The Damon who she had once been close to. Damon, who was trying to be good and who had done good things in the past, even if they were few and numbered. Besides he was Stephan's brother. Stephan would go crazy if something happened to him.
"The clock is ticking. Either you do as I say, or Damon is as good as dead."
I heard a hiss and a groan in the background. Damon. What were they doing to him? The list of horrible things just stacked on top of one another. They had to be vampires, very powerful, very old vampires.
"Elena if you listen to them, I'll kill you myself!" Damon yelled from upstairs.
It only took me a few seconds to decide what to do. "Ok. I'll go."
