Stefan's New Life

Summary: in the span of 3 years after being taken by Klaus, Stefan decides to visit Mystic Falls again. But what he arrives to is not what he expected.

Chapter 1

The hunger flaming in my throat burned like a raging fire. My eyes glared darkly at the timid figure before me, ready to devour the girl shaking infront of me. The fear in her eyes fed my hunger, making her sweet scent irresistible. "Don't be afraid sweetheart." My tongue clicked over the roof of my mouth as I suddenly grab her slender neck, keeping her completely still as she screamed loudly. A smirk crossed my face as I leaned lower, my fangs brushing over her delicate skin. "This will be over soon." a low growl rumbled in my throat as I tore into the smooth skin, watching as her red life spilled over and coated her clothes in sticky red life. I laugh darkly, enjoying her struggle as she used her weak arms to push against my chest, trying to get away. It was a game of cat and mouse, and I was the cat who had the mouse trapped.

The pitiful screams soon stopped as her body fell lifelessly to the floor. I lick my lips in satisfaction, lapping up any remains of blood. The dull ache died down in my throat as my dark eyes scanned the area, looking for any signs of Klaus, knowing he was nearby. God I hated him. Ever since I made that deal to go with him on a decade year ripper spree he's made my life hell. But I do happen to like the killing and the bloodshed. That's the one good thing about Klaus. He brought out my real side, my rippah side. He made me see and enjoy life in a whole new way. And I'm loving it.

My mind flickered back to my brother and Elena who were living in Mystic Falls. Anger boiled through my veins as I think of what I found out three years ago. Elena had kissed Damon while he was dying. She claimed it was a goodbye kiss and it meant nothing but the look in her eyes said differently. I sigh as bad thoughts creep into my mind, evil thoughts. I began to grin wickedly as I imagine returning to Mystic Falls and making their lives a living hell, just like my brother did not so long ago. I chuckle darkly to myself, thinking of all the damage I could do. "I'll see you soon, big brother." A dark laugh escaped my lips as I walk off from the dead body, not even giving it a second glance.

"Going to pay your brother a visit, are we?" Klaus sneered in my direction as he casually sipped from a blood bag, amusement written on his face as he watched me.

I nodded, hating having to go to Klaus and ask his permission to go somewhere like a damn child. "I'm just going to spice things up for my brother. Surely he's bored." I chuckle darkly, watching Klaus intently.

Klaus smirked as his eyes landed on mine, his pupils dilating as he compelled me. Luckily, I had managed to choke down some vervain before I came to see him. "You will go and see your brother and make his life miserable. Then you will come back once you are done."

I nod robotically, really not having a choice in the matter. Klaus could easily hunt me down if he wanted to. There's nowhere safe from him. Sadist bastard. Klaus grinned as he freed me from his compulsion and begin to walk away slowly. Part of me was surprised that he would let me go back home, but another part of me was glad. I would get to see my brother again who didn't even bother to look for me, I would get to see that backstabbing bitch Elena again.

Messing up their lives is going to be so much fun.

(end Stefan's POV)

Damon sighed, walking downstairs of the boarding house and into the living room. He grabbed himself a drink and sat down, mind consumed by thoughts of his brother. It's been three years since he last saw Stefan, and the last time they saw each other wasn't pretty. He sighed, laying back into the couch, exhausted from today.

A soft padding of footsteps caught his attention as he looked up into the doe eyes of Elena. He smiled a little, letting her sit next to him. "Thinking about Stefan?"

Damon rolled his eyes slightly, picking up his glass and drowning the rest of the its contents. "Yep. I sensed him nearby Mystic Falls earlier today. I can only imagine why he's back."

Elena sighed, wrapping an arm around Damon's shoulder. "To ruin our lives, most likely. He's not the same anymore Damon." Elena's eyes misted as she thought about the sweet, caring vampire she used to know. Now, he was a cold blooded vampire killer.

Damon softly kissed Elena's forehead gently, his fingertips running up and down her chest. "He won't hurt us, Elena. I'll protect you if he does."

Elena nodded as she cuddled into Damon's arms, can't help but feel worried at the thought of all those innocent people out there, not knowing that a real monster was out there, watching their every move.

Stefan's POV

The small little town of Mystic Falls was just like I remembered it. People heading towards the local grill, Mrs. Lockwood probably is planning another founder's event, and of course there was always evil vampire lurking among them. Which, in this case, it's me. I grin to myself, watching all these people go about their day, not knowing that this day could and probably will be their last.

But before I can have any fun, I must pay my dear brother a visit. He probably knows that I'm alive. I know he's been stalking my movents via the newspapers. Pretty tacky way of tracking someone.

I stalk my way through the town square, heading towards the all too familiar road to the boarding house that I once called home. I sigh, remembering not too long ago Damon came here to do the exact thing I was doing now. Funny how things change.

I growl low as I appear infront of the boarding house, Damon and Elena's scent all over this place, plus a new scent I couldn't put my finger on. I smirk as I suddenly appear inside of the house, inside Damon's room. My eyes darken at the site of him, standing there with his back turned to me. "Hello brother."

He slowly turned around, an amused smirk playing at his lips. My eyes scanned over his black attire he usually wore, darkening deeply. "Well, look who came by for a visit."

"This is hardly a visit brother." I spat bitterly, not in the mood to play his childish games.

I watch as Damon laugh dryly, swirling the glass of alcohol around in his hand. He sneered at me, his dark blue eyes piercing into mine. "Same old Stefan, never any fun."

I clench my hands at his words, my rage boiling over. "Oh and you think you're loads of fun to be around don't you? Well guess what brother, you're not."

Damon scoffed, rolling his eyes at me before taking a sip of his drink. I chuckle darkly. "Keep drinking like that and maybe someday you'll turn into an alcoholic beverage."

I watch as Damon laugh humorlessly. "Really Stefan? Your jokes are just as dull as you are. You haven't changed a bit."

I scoff, rolling my eyes. "That's where you're wrong, dear brother." I clench my fists, growling low.

Damon sighed, tossing the empty tumbler to the floor. "Are you sure, brother? We both know who is stronger."

I began to laugh, eyeing Damon evilly as he stared at me with a confused expression. "Things have changed brother. I am stronger now." Before Damon could react, I plowed my fist into his face, knocking him against the wall. I smirk widely, watching Damon slowly get up.

"What the hell was that for?" The shock on my brother's face was plain as day. I loved it.

"That was for kissing Elena and taking her from me."

Damon growled low, blurring infront of me and rapping his fist hard against my face, knocking me to the ground. "Take her from you?" Damon's voice rose as he spoke, his eyes pitch black. "I did not steal Elena from you, you left and she CHOSE to be with me! I did not force her into anything!"

"You want to know why she chose you, Damon?" I reply, wiping the blood from my lips as I stand, "she chose you because you were the second option, the second choice. Just like you were Katherine's second choice. Face it Damon, you will never be anyone's first choice."

I watch with amusement as Damon clenched and unclenched his fists, rage overtaking him. He snarled dangerously, grabbing me by the collar of my shirt and punching me hard in the face. I quickly grab his fist, smirking. "Truth hurts, doesn't it?"

"Just shut up." Damon's voice was a quiet whisper, his eyes blazing with blue fire. "Just SHUT UP!" He yelled in rage as he threw me hard against the wall, grabbing a stake. My eyes immediately darken, grabbing the stake from Damon, growling softly.

"Both of you stop it!"

I growl, recognizing that voice immediately. "Elena." I growl softly, remembering that she kissed my brother. I watch Damon carefully before turning my gaze to Elena, my eyes widening at what was in her arms.

A little girl.

Blue eyes stared at me curiously before moving over to Damon, a smile appearing on her tired looking face. "Daddy."

My body froze at the child's words. Daddy? I watch Damon walk over to Elena, all the anger supposedly gone from his system. My eyes narrow as he took the girl from Elena, holding her close to him. "Damon," Elena's worried voice cut through the air, whispering low, "he's not gonna hurt Delena is he?"

Damon stared at Elena before casting his gaze to mine, giving me a dark look. "He wouldn't do something as stupid as that. I know my brother."

I growl low, my eyes still wide as I watch Damon and Elena. A snarl ripples through my chest. "You two had a child together?"

Damon nodded, looking down at the little girl laying against him. "Yep we sure did. All thanks to Bonnie."

"Bonnie? Why would Bonnie help you?"

"Because she wanted me to have children, Stefan." Elena spoke softly, looking at me with sympathetic eyes.

My hands bailed tightly into fists as my glare deepened onto Damon and the child. "Why didn't you tell me?"

Damon clicked his tongue over the roof of his mouth. "Well, I didn't see the need. You made it -very- clear that you didn't want to be found so I didn't bother to track you down. I stopped tracking you two years ago."

I growl lowly, eyes going black, hiding the hurt that burned through my chest. "You could have told me, Damon."

Damon scoffed, rolling his eyes as he gently rubbed his daughter's back. "Like I said, I didn't see a point or a need to tell you. It's not like you would have come back. Speaking of which, why are you back? Oh wait, don't answer that. You came to make our lives hell didn't you?"

I shook my head, staring at Damon with dark eyes. "I don't know why I even came back to this god forsaken town. Have fun with your daughter Damon." I turn on my heel, getting ready to leave before Elena's voice stopped me.

"Stefan wait."

I turn around, looking at Elena with a bitter look in my eyes. "What?"

She smiled gently, gesturing to the child in Damon's arms. "Don't you want to meet your niece?"

My eyes darken for a second, looking at the child who rubbed her eyes tiredly. My eyes snap back to Elena. "Why should I?"

A soft smile spread across Elena's face. "She wants to meet you, Stefan. I know you hate Damon and I, but you can't push your hate onto an innocent child who has done nothing to you. Deep down inside, you care Stefan."

I stare at Elena with uncaring eyes, my demeanor dark. "I don't care about anyone Elena, not anymore." I give Damon a dark, dangerous look before walking away, storming out of the room and slamming the door behind me.

A/N: Finally I managed to finish writing this. I hope you like it! Please review! More chapters to come;)