Summary: Something happens to Damon menacing to expose him and his brother. Elena and Stefan have make a decision to keep the town from finding they are vampires.

Author's note: This is my first story and English is not my native language so I apologize for the grammar and other mistakes. I hope you enjoy this first chapter!

Ashes of humanity

"Are you ready?" Stefan asked as he walked down the stairs of the boarding house. Damon was sitting on the couch in the parlor, a glass of Scotch in his hand. He looked at his brother nonchalantly.

"Who said I was going?"

"You did." Stefan answered slightly annoyed.

"That was a long time ago, I've changed my mind" Damon said taking a sip of his drink. Stefan was now standing in front of him, arms crossed and looking down at him puzzled.

"That was an HOUR ago! And you're the one who said that we have to blend" The oldest Salvatore was about to argue, but he was cut by his brother "And don't you tell me that you said that months ago because I clearly remember you saying it last week when you were hooking up with that girl at the bar." After a few seconds of staring contest Damon rolled his eyes and stood up.

"Fine! I'll go." He groaned, as he put on his jacket "I still don't understand why the mayor's wife felt the need to have a birthday party, it's not like she's getting younger or anything"

It was Stefan's turn to roll his eyes "Could we just go, please? I told Elena that we'll meet her at the Lockwood mansion in ten minutes"

"What are you waiting for? we don't have all day" Damon teased while opening to the door in vampire speed.

Damon took his time to drive to the mansion, not very impatient to arrive, which, of course irritated Stefan who menaced to get out of the car a couple times. When they finally drove down the huge driveway, several cars were already parked. Damon hadn't even turned off the engine that his brother was already inside.

"Mr. Salvatore, I'm glad you came!" Damon faked a smile and turned to face the sheriff Forbes.

"Sheriff! well, I'm glad I came too, you look gorgeous." He said. She turned red for a few seconds and became serious again.

"Lots of people are attending this party and we can't take any risks." Damon looked at her suspiciously as she continued "Some of my men are here" she pointed at the guards standing at the door. "we have no evidence that vampires are in town, but I prefer to be prudent, so I want you to take this" she handed him a gun, looking around to make sure that no one was watching.

"It's loaded with wooden bullets." Damon quickly took the gun and hid it under his jacket. He kept a straight face as he spoke.

"I understand your concern, and I will keep my eyes open." She smiled gratefully.

"Thank you Damon, I knew I could count on you" Damon contemplated the irony as he held his arm to the sheriff and escorted her to the entry. They were greeted by Mrs. Lockwood and after exchanging a few polite words, Damon made his way to the bar and ordered a glass of Bourbon. He found Alaric sitting on a booth and starring at his drink.

"Hey Ric, having fun?" He asked smirking. Alaric glared at him. "looks like it" Damon said in a sarcastic tone. "Where's your date? don't tell me that you came alone."

"Jenna's with Elena. What do you want Damon?"

"Nothing, can't a guy talk with his friend while drinking alcohol and reminisce the past?" Alaric clenched his jaw.

"First of all, I am not your friend, second, your past includes you turning my wife into a vampire, and third, I'm out of here" he stood up and walked away, disappearing into the crowd and leaving Damon alone.

An hour and seven drinks later, Damon was getting bored, and he didn't do bored, so he decided to find Elena and piss off his brother. As he stood up, he steadied himself to stop the room from spinning and headed outside. On his way, he was stopped by a man.

"Where do you think you're going?" He asked.

"To get some fresh air. Why you wanna dance?" Damon asked sarcastically.

The man didn't seem to find it funny and looked at Damon in the eyes.

"I heard your conversation, that guy said that you turned his wife" It wasn't a question, it was a statement. Damon was about to deny, but that's when he heard a gunshot followed by a sharp pain in his stomach. A cry of pain escaped his lips as he looked down and saw the blood staining his shirt. He fell on his knees and finally noticed all the frightened faces starring at him.

"Oh my god, someone call an ambulance!" a woman yelled.

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