Well, this is just the beginning.
Full Summary: Damon is king of vampires and is looking for a new queen to rule beside him. So he goes from Italy, his hometown, to Mystic Falls, hearing that two beautiful twins live there under the watchful eye of his right hand woman, Isobel. So he goes and visits, meeting Katherine first, discovering that she is just like him. But when he sets his eyes on Elena. He gets obsessed and possessive, pushing Katherine aside to chase after Elena. Accept Elena wants nothing to do with vampires, not matter how attractive or sexy they are...
What inspired me?: Badboysarebest- her stories are amazing and her newest one. Got me into writing a this. I will still continue on with the other stories.
How is this going to work?: I write this introduction chapter to trap you :) You want to add something, message me. A co-writer sends the main writer her piece and they combine it together to make a wonderful master piece, while checking what the other wrote. It's like being a Beta as well.
Warnings for the entire story: Blood, gore, fighting scenes, Character Death, rape, freaky/kinky, Elena/other, Damon/other, OCC.(I'll warn before the chapter begins.)
This chapter: Blood, OCC
Let's being the AU
It was night time as always. Everything was just right as it was meant too. People were in their homes and letting their lamps flicker. Their animal blood offerings on the door to signal to the lords of the night their paid debt. Children were sleeping sounding in their beds, light snores slipped from their lips as their parents waited in the living room for the lords to come.
They huddled together. The cold air making their breaths white as their pale faces. They hadn't ate in months.
A light tap came on the door and they both jumped. The wife picked up her dress and walked over towards the door. She opened it and bit back the horror she saw on her face.
"Ma'm." The man tipped his hat. His cane was in the doorway and his long jacket kissed the ground as she stepped back to let him in. She closed the door behind him and walked over towards her husband. Her husband stood up and huddled with his wife. The man took off his hat and his dark brown eyes gleamed at them both. "How are you this evening?"
"I'm fine." She said. The air around them was getting colder and colder. She felt as if she would turn to ice.
"Good. I see you aren't paying your debt. Why is that?"
Her mouth flung open, wide, before she closed it shut. Her white hair was in a single braid and wrapped around her neck. It was making her sweat.
"We've been thinking and I rather give up one of my children than offer animal blood. I want something more than small portions of food, my lord." She bowed and the man did as well.
The man before them smiled at them and sped over towards their children's rooms, watching them sleep. There was a girl and a boy, one with dark hair and the other with redish hair. He ran his fingers through the one with dark hair. He turned towards the wife and husband in front of him.
"What do you want?" His words slurred together.
"A wealthy life among your p-people." She stuttered.
The man let out a light chuckle.
"If you want that, then you must speak to the king. I'm not with that, but I will send in a notice. Come back in two days for the details...or...I handle it now."
His jaw elongated and his fangs grew. His brown eyes turned black and veins ran down his face underneath his cheeks.
He lounged at them and killed them both, his nails raking across their necks. His fangs tearing into the blood that flowed. The door behind him opened and three vampires walked in. Two walked into the bedroom and grabbed the sleeping children, speeding off into the night. The third one stood before the man that was feeding, watching him as he fed. A smile came to his lips, his fangs grew in his mouth.
"Elijah, stop." His voice was cold and dead.
Elijah pulled back and licked his lips, staring at the man before him. His demon faded away and he bowed. The woman was in his arms and he was feeding on her plump breast.
"King."
"Elijah."
Elijah straighten and looked around the tiny shack of a house. This was a tiny bathroom closet compared to his.
"What would you like us to do with the family?"
The king turned around and removed his cloak from his body, looking around the small room.
"Have Trevor, Klaus, and Frank remove the house, clean it, sell it to someone, sell the items, barter them off. Kill the woman and save the man. I don't like how she just decided to give up her children." The woman was gasping for life, she reached out with her hand to touch the king. He was so pale and beautiful.
The king stopped back and her hand fell. Elijah dug his nails into her neck and forced her to look at him. "No one touches the king." He cut her head off with his nails and it hit the floor, rolling. The husband on the ground, had his hand around his neck. He was gasping for life.
"I'll be heading back towards the castle, making preparations for the Council. Isobel is coming in town and I can't wait to see her." The king licked his lips and stepped over the man and turned to face him. "Welcome Matt, enjoy your life as one of us."
The man raised his arm to catch his attention as he walked away. The king didn't notice. He walked out of the house into the cold air, looking at his surroundings. There were dead animals hanging from the door. He took in the hint of blood, watching as his minions, licked up the bed. It would be gone before morning. He looked at his carriage in front of him and the his carriage driver was already standing by the door with it open to welcome him. The King stepped inside.
The carriage bowed. "Damon, I have left fresh blood in there for you."
Damon smiled. His blue eyes compelling the drive to sit on top of the carriage and wait for Elijah to finish his business.
Damon waited and looked around the dead carriage. It was black with an interior of red. There was a sleeping woman across from him. He stared at her and noticed her state of undress. Elijah was ripping her a new one before they stopped. Damon had passed through the night and turned his head. The blood scent wasn't as strong as it usually was so he sent Elijah to investigate.
Speaking of which...
Elijah stepped into the carriage with blood stained lips, the man was in his arms. Elijah laid him out on the seat and took the woman, grabbing her to be placed on Damon's side.
Damon looked at the woman, he was uninterested.
"Damon, would you like a bite?"
Damon shook his head no. Plus he had his meals waiting him at the castle.
"Alright."
"Fine. Let's go." Damon shouted out and the carriage door closed and locked in place. The carriage sped off and Damon closed his eyes, wondering what the hell Isobel had to see him for.
What was so important that she had to leave her station, hmmmmm.
Damon kept his thoughts to himself as the wheels of the carriage sped over the rocks and cliffs, drawer them nearer and nearer.
His blue eyes looked out the window and he saw the faint moon. His wolves were out.
Good.
He didn't want to hunt tonight. He wanted to stay inside and be bored as usual, screwing his 'brides' before turning to sleep.
The carriage wheeled to a stop and the door cracked slightly open. Elijah stopped feeding and the dead woman eyes stayed closed. He had willed her to sleep so he could eat in piece without the screams, he didn't want to disturb Damon. He looked pissed off.
Elijah stepped out of the carriage first and threw the dead body to the ground, stepping on it to. Damon stepped out of the carriage and stepped over the woman, telling Elijah to get Matt from inside.
Boredom caused him to look at his huge castle and he took it in.
He would have to spend here alone.
He went straight to his chamber and kicked the girls out of the room. They pouted but fled. They didn't want to be punished.
He took of his cloak and buttoned shirt. He laid out on his bed and stayed like that, lost in thought.
Well how was that for the first chapter.
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Caught your attention or no?