Are You Alone, Mister?
Summary: The year is 1901, Damon Salvatore is a wealthy and highly respected vampire, whereas Stefan Pierce is trying his hardest to stay alive and not get on the bad side of his three sisters; Katherine, Elena and Isobel. Will their feelings for one another destroy Damon's reputation and just destroy Stefan or will their feelings stand through what the world has against them.
Warnings: Incest (even though they are not related), underage drinking, small amounts of abuse and possible some sexual contact.
Chapter One:
Meet the Mister.
Damon Salvatore. The name alone makes woman fall to the floor in desire. Every time someone heard that name, either someone had died or was about to die from his 'secret' or his... passion. Of course the men wanted to be in his situation and all the women in Mystic Falls want to be in his bed. He was flattered, as anyone would be, but... sometimes he just wanted to be alone every once in awhile.
Like today, Damon walked down the streets of the small Virginia town in his long black coat and smart suit. He was always presentable no matter what. As he walked down the street everyone turned to look at him, they were either sighing out of pure lust or glaring out of jealousy. What they didn't know was that he really didn't care, he never had. It was his moral right to wanted and desired as a vampire but sometimes these people over did it. Coming to his home late at night and asking for him to make them immortal, it was ridiculous and a little offensive!
He wasn't just going to bite someone because they asked, Damon had learned a while ago before his teacher, Klaus, had passed that he had to save having a companion until he found that person to either carry on his legacy or to spend the rest of eternity with. There was no way in hell anyone in this town was worthy of that! Damon would rather burn himself and drink a gallon of liquidised vervain then turn anyone in this god forsaken town. The only person who seemed to even think of him as a normal person was Miss Flowers, the inn keeper at the town's tavern, she always treated him the same as she did with everyone else; with complete and utter rudeness. Thank goodness.
She was in fact a very good friend of Damon's even though she was the most ungrateful and rude woman in the town but still... she was able to handle him and didn't ask to be turned every few seconds. Damon continued to walk down the cold streets uncaring of looks and desire focused his way, what was the point? He would just drain them all if he had the chance but sadly he couldn't, for some reason, when he refused to bite them they would begin to put vervain in their drinks, enough that he couldn't bite them anyway.
He walked into the only just warmer tavern and removed his jacket and scarf, he sat down at the counter as always and smiled over at Miss Flowers, she responded with something along the lines of 'I don't care how much you drink, you're still paying'. As lovely as ever, Damon thought to himself smiling slightly. He felt a rush of cold air signalling that some other people had come inside they were all mumbling with one another.
"Now, Elena and I will go find a table somewhere near the back, Katherine? Be a dear and get the waitress," She paused, "Stefan... go find somewhere to sit quietly." Damon was shocked by this that was probably the rudest thing he had ever heard someone say today. How disgraceful! He thought to himself as the heard them all agree.
"Yes, Isobel," The boy, Stefan, said before he began to walk away from the people Damon assumed to be his sisters. Damon shook his head, if he were that boy he would turn around and shout bloody murder at them all demanding to be shown respect! Not do what they said like a mangy dog! Damon sighed before someone courts his attention.
"Are you alone, Mister?"
XOXO
ManaMcC