This is my first fanfiction so please be nice and supportive, I will updating this regularly and it will have 50k+ words so please stick by it! although it starts out light and a bit dull and thick it was get relatively dark starting next chapter and Damon will act quite horribly. The story will contain rape and abuse so if you can't handle it please don't read. MAKE SURE YOU REVIEW. PLEASEEEEEE. PLEASE give this story a chance, I know the first chapter contains a lot of long wilted, writing and loads of explaining but that's only because I didn't really know where I was going with it at first, but now I do. I hope you enjoy this. There are some slight changes to this story and some things that I just made up, to help it flow better.

I do not own the vampire diaries or the characters etc.

Her long brown hair swayed from side to side as she walked down the deserted street, completely oblivious to the pair of cold, icy blue eyes watching her - penetrating her skin as he stared at her hungrily. He was memorised, she was the utter duplicate of Katherine. He had been watching her for weeks now ever since he killed her parents Miranda and Grayson Gilbert.

Flashback

He was just finishing up at the Gilbert house hold, smoothing his jacket and wiping the blood of his fangs that is, when he heard someone approaching. He remembered her pulling up into the driveway and walking up to her house when she saw the front door wide open and she frantically ran into the house. Stupid girl. He was just about to tackle her to the ground when her face turned towards her dead parents and she let out a scream, sending a bolt of shock through his spine. But not because of her scream, but because of her face. Katherine, he thought. He was stilled with disbelief as at first he just assumed the girl was a simply another gilbert, one he would gladly kill, but as he stood there staring at her from the shadows, unseen, recognition filled his features. This wasn't Katherine, Of course it wasn't. Katherine was dead and this girl was human, he could smell it off her from miles. The girl collapsed on the floor, cradling her dead mother and father's bodies with tears streaming down her face and she tried to check for a pulse, though she knew it was no use, they were dead and she knew that perfectly well. Her heart was beating out of her chest, her body heaving and her mind wavering. He thought she was going to pass out through lack of breath. Damon was about to approach her from the shadows as she had not yet spotted him when a girl came running through the door.

"Elena, what are you doing... the doors open..." the girl stopped dead in her tracks when she saw the sight before her.

She gasped and ran towards the bodies, checking for a pulse but when she didn't find one she shook her head in denial and looked up at her friend. "Elena..." she said, just a bit above a whisper. But her voice came on deaf ears as Elena was gone, you could see it in her eyes. She was lost. Her frantic crying continued and she shook violently, still clutching her parent's dead hands. The girl swallowed and got up, grabbing the house phone and calling the police.

Damon thought it was time to go - but he knew a whole new chapter was just beginning, a chapter with Elena. He gathered that was her name after he friend addressed her by it. Damon was just getting started and he was anxious about Elena. He was tempted to just grab her there and take off with her into the night, but no. He needed to make plans, watch her, learn everything he could about her and then he would make his move.

Elena, the name rolled off his tongue greedily.

Present day

She continued walking through the street, deep in thought. She was beautiful, well that was a bit of an understatement, Damon thought. But still...the girl was broken, devastated and alone. Damon knew why. He killed her parents, he was lazy that night, he hadn't done it properly, and he just went for a quick drain and then was prepared to leave. Damon has no vendetta against the Gilberts, although their family name was one grand to mystic falls since 1864, when Damon was human. They were a part of a vampire-hunting establishment, prepared to defend mystic falls against all vampires. As Mystic falls was the birth place of vampires - dating back to the early 12th century, Vampires are drawn there, it's a place of power and territory… this of course was unbeknownst to the local civilians living peacefully in the town.

The founding families, the Gilberts, Fells, Forbes and Lockwood's were the only ones with knowledge about vampires. But it was obvious that Elena didn't know about vampires, which he found easy to believe as the founding families hardly had anything to do with vampires for years, but nevertheless the Gilberts were marked to be killed and Damon all too willingly obliged. He felt no remorse.

Damon was a part of 'The five' the most ruthless, powerful vampires in the world. The ancient group consists of Klaus, Elijah, Kol, Stefan and Damon, all friends and acquaintances. Damon was assigned to take care of the little problem in mystic falls, as it was apparent that the Gilberts had a mechanism in their possession designed to desiccate vampires in an 80 mile radius. The five was informed of this and Damon took care of it.

Damon was a dangerous, territorial vampire who was united into The five in 1912. Although he is rather young for a vampire, he has immense power, more than the others in the group. Klaus, Elijah and Kol are three of the oldest vampires, the originals and Stefan is Damon's brother. Damon despised him, after what happened with Katherine and after hearing that Katherine loved Stefan all along and he most certainly blamed him for Katherine's death, even though he shouldn't care less about her death - it still haunted him. Katherine was a selfish, evil, manipulative little bitch and Damon often thought that she got what was coming to her, but he still couldn't help loving her. Stefan was ignorant and revealed to their father that Katherine was a Vampire. Katherine then died in a tomb fire, after messing with both Damon and Stefan and admitting that they were both just a game and toys for her to meddle with. She thought she was invincible and could never be captured, but the town's council took her by surprise. Damon and Stefan died shortly after, at the hands of their own father for betraying him for a Vampire.

Damon never got over Katherine, and he was pretty sure Stefan hasn't either.

But this girl was different; she was not vile and cruel like Katherine. She did not flaunt her beauty, she hid it. After he parents died she had changed, she was once a live spirited young girl, full of hopes and dreams and now she was crushed, buried in a pit of despair. She often sat in a cemetery, next to her parents graves, writing in her diary. Damon would watch her, eagerly. Waiting.

It had been 6 months since her parents died and although she was still devastated and haunted by her parent's death, she put on a happy face and smiled, her beautiful smile, even though deep down you could see that it held a twinge of sadness. She was still upbeat, funny and spirited. A spirit full of that much fire could never die he thought, but after the parties had finished, and the conversations had ended and she was alone, she would slip back into her demeanour, a broken girl. Her brother, Jeremy had gone off the rails, always ending up in Jail and waking up passed out in the middle of the street, doing drugs and drinking. Elena was always on his case, trying so hard to make him okay, even though she herself was about to shatter. Their aunt Jenna, who had moved in with them after their parents death, was keeping everything in place, from the outside it looked as if everything was fine. The aunt had always been close to the family, she always stayed over and she had no family of her own so she gladly stepped in. She was the 'cool aunt'… how was she to know that both the teenagers were at their breaking points?

Damon sighed, why was he suddenly so interested in this particular girl? That he even checked up upon her family...

Huh, he thought. It was just because she looked exactly like Katherine. No, there was something telling him that it was more than that. A feeling... No. He would never be interested in a Human. She was just a replacement for Katherine, and he was going to enjoy his time with her, he would keep her forever and never let her go, he would drive her mad and own everyone part of her until he finally killed her. He had made up his mind and most of all he was going to enjoy breaking her down, for over the past 6 months he had come to learn how stubborn she was, how disobedient. No, that wouldn't do. She would just have to learn and he would have the upmost of pleasure in teaching her.

Now, as her beautiful olive skin glistened in the darkness and was lit up by her cream sun dress which hugged her figure perfectly in a sloppy yet stylish manner, he was entranced, mostly by the fact that she could look so ravishing with no effort at all. He had been studying her for long enough and now it was time. She would be his. He had waited for far too long and was rather surprised when she stepped out of her house so late, just as he had been slightly perched behind her house with his back against the wall listening intently to every sound. Damon Salvatore the ruthless murderous killer who slaughtered thousands of innocent people without a second thought or backwards glance, stalking a 17 year old girl and waiting in the shadows outside her house. He cringed at the thought of anyone getting news of this. But that all seemed to subside when it came to her. To this. This was his heart. No, he didn't have one of those. It perished with all the massacres he had committed. He scowled to himself and laughed. A heart? Was he that much of a fool?

No, this girl would simply be a toy. One he would chew on and use in every way possible, he would pretend she was Katherine. It was almost like fate; the way she looked exactly like her. Just for him. Just for his revenge.

Elena's POV

Elena felt strange, like someone was watching her. It was almost midnight and she had gone out for a walk, trying to clear her mind and get away from all her pain. But something was wrong. She felt it.

The only thought that occurred to her was that she needed to get out of there. Now.

The sound of footsteps approaching her made her feel uneasy and she turned around, only there was no one there. She sighed with relief and shook her head in annoyance. Why was she so alert? Perhaps she shouldn't have came out so late. She rolled her eyes dismissively and turned around, deciding to head home when she bumped into a hard chest which felt like concrete, making her step backwards, almost falling to the ground. For a second she was disorientated from the collision but as soon as she came to he senses she hesitantly raised her head to look at who she just walked into. A feeling of panic rose over her, she wasn't sure from where, but she was startled and something in her body was telling her to tremble with fear.

She was met with a pair of piercing blue eyes, the most enchanting objects shed ever seen. She lost herself looking into them, the feeling of being hypnotised was washing over her. She blinked rapidly and stuttered, the awkwardness of the moment finally settling in

"I, I... err" she swallowed "I'm sorry" she managed to say.

Damon's POV

"No need to apologise, in fact im sure this encounter will be one I will remember for a long, long time" he said with his lustful eyes peering into her and scanning her body, taking in her appearance.

He was moved, this is the first time he'd talked to her personally and seen her in full view and he was overcome with her beauty and similarity to Katherine. The young girl wavered before him, obviously confused and a little dazed. She wasted no time standing before him and made an action with her head which was halfway between a nod and a shake which amused Damon. She was obviously speechless. Well, he does have that effect on the ladies, he thought with a smirk.

Her next move was much to his dismay as she went to move around him, to carry on walking, when he had wanted to talk to her for longer - but her anxiousness to leave, made him put his plan into motion because there was no way she was getting away from him tonight. He simply could not let her walk away. The mere thought of it was intolerable.

"Oh err, I don't think you'll be going home tonight, Elena..." he mumbled cockily, making himself loud enough for her to here. When she froze, he only smirked with satisfaction and his smirk only grew when she turned around slowly.

"Wh-what?... h-how do you know my name?" She chocked out, taking a unconscious glance behind her, towards her house, contemplating her far away she was. How cute, he thought, thinking she could escape.

"The only thing you need to know Elena is that your life, will never be the same again... and neither will you'" he growled and lunged towards her at vampire speed before knocking her against a wall, using very little power and being cautious of her fragile body but using just enough force to knock her unconscious for a few hours. He watched her eyes droop close and her body slump as she plummeted towards the ground, her back sliding down the wall. He caught her before her head hit the ground and he crouched beneath her, shifting her in his arms. He stared at her in awe whilst caressing the side of her face using this moment to reminisce over her beauty. He had her. He looked around before effortlessly picking her up in his arms and walking away into the night with a smug smile on his face. Let the fun truly begin.

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I hoped you like it! This story will be dark and long so stick by it and don't expect Damon to become nice all of a sudden, there will be hints of him having sympathy every so often, but he will supress his feelings... after all he hasn't felt any form of kindness or love in over 160 years.