It Runs in the Family
Chapter 1
There was nothing Damon Salvatore enjoyed more than devouring a good book. Right now at this very moment he was enjoying the work of the Grimms Brothers. Their stories always reminded Damon that there were good things in this world. He found a passage that interested him and read it outloud. This should entertain his family while they were working.
Usually they enjoyed it, but they weren't responding to him. He sighed and looked at his father who had just slit a man's throat. The blood poured out of him and onto the floor. Damon was never squeamish about a little blood, but this had been the first ever hunt that his family had ever taken him out on. Today he would make his first kill, but first he had to wait around and wait for his family to finish off rhe rest of them.
His mother laughed as she snapped a girls neck. Damon looked into the eyes of the dead woman and tried not to shutter. He had no clue why his family chose to do this, but they were his family and he had been taught to stay behind his family no matter what they did.
He sighed putting the book down. It was okay he memorized most of it anyway. If he was to satisfy his family he would have to kill someone. He had no clue what he was looking for, but he knew he had to find it.
His family slaughtered away as he was drawn top a girl in the far by corner. He had to admit it was a waste to kill suck a beautiful girl, but it looked like all he had to do was make her first stab wound a little deeper.
As she laid there dying, Damon took her in his arms. He was amazed at the level of resilience she showed. She at least tried to fight back, but he took both her hands and placed them above her head. She screamed and cried until Damon released one of his hands and put the knife to her throat.
It really was a shame that he had to kill her. He had to ir else he would be disgraced by his family. He took his eyes off the girl for a split second to look at all their faces. His dad reveled in all this as he stabbed a guy multiple times in the throat.
A scream drew his attention back to the girl as he saw tears streaming down her face. She tried to kick out from under Damon, but he was too strong for him. She wimped and cried as Damon turned his attention to his mother this time.
A gun shot rang as blood scattered across the walls. The girl screamed again, but Damion knew she wasn't going anywhere. He knew his brother was reveling in all of this. He was the worst of all of them. He killed with ease and took no mercy. At least his parents tried to make it quick. Damon almost flinched as he saw his brother Stefan stab a boy around their age multiple times. He was already as good as dead, but he knew Stefan didn't care. None of them did. Damon wondered if this would ever end,.
He remembered late at night when his mother would come into his room and ask what kind of murder her would be. If he wasn't afraid that his parents would have killed him, he would have told them that he didn't want to be a murderer at all. He turned the girls head and looked at the life in her eyes. How could he possibly take that away from her? He didn't understand why he had to. Or maybe he didn't.
A rather twisted idea formed in his head as he looked into the girls eyes as if there was some kinda twisted connection between the two. She nodded slightly and turned her head as he stroked her hair. He knew he had to comfort her somehow.
"Open the door, my princess dear. Open the door to thy true love here. And mind the words that thou and I said. By the fountain cool in the greenwood shade."
"Grimms brothers." she gasped out before Damon slammed her head against the floor knocking her unconscious.
The blow hadn't been enough to kill her, but it had done enough damage to keep her down for a while and it even managed to make a little bit of blood pool beside her. He sighed and got up returning to his family.
Before they left he took one last glance at the girl he let live hoping that this wouldn't come back to bite him in the ass later.