So, this is some kind of prologue or outtake of my story. Who is it that turns up in Mystic Falls? What are his/her plans? How will this turn out.. I'd like some previews to see if I can turn this in to a real story ;-)
Prologue
Usually, the tranquility of the library would calm me. I loved the organized shelves full of books, the silence. Especially when the library was still closed and the silence would be almost deafening. Today it did nothing for me. I felt agitated and impatient. He said he would meet me here, but I didn't know if he would show up. The soft buzz of the students that were cramming for their finals at the study section almost made me go crazy. What if he didn't come? What would I do? I left my home to be free. Now I was the opposite of free. I wanted to be with him, and I would be tracked, hunted and murdered for it. By my own brother. The least he could do was show up. I had found my purpose in life, but it felt like it came too late, and had become impossible to grasp.
I thought about the day I saw him for the first time. I always thought that it wasn't in the cards for me, that feeling of being irrevocably in love. Even though I wanted it. The moment our eyes met, my heart (figuratively speaking) stopped and my world had changed. The center of my world had changed. I never expected for that to happen. Of course, I had been looking for him, but not for this reason. I knew he would not be happy to see me. He would hate me, in fact. Because of what I was. I could never be with him. And yet I wanted it so bad it hurt. I had decided to help him, to warn him of what was coming. Before I saw him, I had already decided to help the poor vampire who had lost his brother to mine. I would not let another life go to waste because of my brothers diabolical plans. I would save him, and the human girl he loved. Now I was determined to save them both, even though I hated her, Elena. She stood in the way of what I really wanted. But I would not hurt her. I had seen other vampires make that mistake so many times and it never got them what they wanted. I would wait. I would be patient and he would realize she wasn't for him, after all. And we could be together.
Just when I was about to demolish the whole study section of the library out of pure frustration (vampires are not known for their self-control, even after many centuries of practice), I heard a soft gust of wind behind me. I turned around quickly and there he stood. A hard look in his eyes, but he was there.
Suddenly I was on my guard. There was still a possibility he would attack me. Of course I would win, I was so much stronger than he was, but I would have to hurt him and I didn't want to do that.
"I'm glad you came."
"I didn't know I had a choice." Damon shot her me a sarcastic look.
"Of course you had. I'm not here to hurt you Damon, or Elena. I am not like my brother and I am sick of his games. I am here to help you."
"You have warned us. You can leave now. I can take care of us."
This was going the wrong way. Obviously he still didn't trust me. That was kind of necessary, since I loved him with everything I was.
"You still don't trust me?"
"No."
Even though I knew the answer before I heard it, it hurt. I lost control for a second.
"If you couldn't trust me I would have killed you already, and I certainly would have killed Elena already." I hissed. "But since that isn't the case, I think it is time for you to start trusting me. I can't protect you when you are working against me."
"Why would you want to protect us?" Us. Of course. Like they were a couple. I would see to it that would never happen. I took a deep breath. This was not a moment to lose control. I would never do anything to hurt her, that wouldn't help my case. Just like getting mad wouldn't help me. I recovered and tried again.
"Like I told you before, my brother has turned Stefan into a person you would never recognize. If you'd seen him, you'd rather have him dead. It is that bad. I don't want that for anyone. He is coming for you, too. He wants Elena dead. Without me, you won't have the slightest chance to stand against him. I wanted to help you. He wants me dead now, too. I have betrayed him by warning you."
The look in Damons eyes softened. He realized it and tried to look hostile again. I tried not to smile. It was only a very small victory. There was still a long way to go. And we'd probably die along that way, anyway.
"Fine, I will trust you. What is your plan?"