Author's Note: This is my first Vampire Diaries fanfiction ever, and it is based solely on the show as I have not read the books. If you are not a fan of Damon, I would not suggest reading this. If you are not a fan of Damon and Elena as a couple, well for a while you won't have to worry, but the story will be focusing more on their relationship than Stefan and Elena's, since it's Damon's perspective. Simple, right? I want to try to make each chapter one full episode of Vampire Diaries, but because I also want to include a lot of my own original scenes more than anything, I may have chapters in between episodes or split them into two chapters, etc. No idea yet. We'll see how things go, but for now... read and review!
Spoiler Alert: If you have not seen episode 11, 'Bloodlines', this first chapter will have spoilers. I would really recommend having seen up to episode 20 before reading this story at all, simply because certain things are revealed about Stefan and Damon in these later episodes that I may refer to in early chapters of this story. This will be my one and only spoiler alert.
Disclaimer: 'The Vampire Diaries' and it's characters do not belong to me. Some of the scenes in this story will also not belong to me, and if you're a fan of the TV show you will recognize what scenes these are. This will be my one and only disclaimer, and will apply to all future chapters. I am a simple fan wanting to put my own twist to the story being told on the show, through Damon's eyes.
The Heart of Me
Damsel In Distress-Like
Prologue
Damon watched as his brother Stefan dove into the water after the car that was now rapidly sinking beneath the surface. Stefan was always one for being the rescuer, the 'good' brother, the model vampire.
Pathetic.
For over a century, the two brothers had been at opposite ends of the spectrum. Stefan was everything that was good, and light - or so he claimed. Damon, on the other hand, was dark. 'Evil.' Just because he chose to embrace the hand fate had dealt him, to embrace what it meant to be a vampire.
It didn't matter that Stefan had stolen the one true love Damon could ever hope to have. It didn't matter that Stefan had made the choice to become a vampire first, that he had done so by feeding from their father. Damon was the heartless one, the one too far gone to be saved.
Damon looked back down at Wickery Bridge to see Stefan's head pop up out of the water. He dragged a young girl out of the water before diving back under. If Damon's heart could beat, it would have stopped in that moment.
It was Katherine. How could Stefan have known about the tomb? Damon had made sure that it was kept secret from his brother, he had made sure that Stefan believed Katherine to be dead. How could he have gotten her from the tomb?
Yet the more he looked at her, vulnerable and near death, he realized that she wasn't Katherine. She wasn't even a vampire.
Who was she?
Stefan surfaced once more, but he was empty-handed. He walked up to the girl lying in the grass, but unlike Damon he didn't seem entranced. He wasn't at all entranced by the girl who looked so much like the one they had both loved. No, Stefan was fearful.
"What are you afraid of, brother?" Damon whispered, quietly enough that he knew Stefan's sensitive hearing wouldn't pick up on it. "Perhaps I'll stay in Mystic Falls - for a while." His mouth slowly curved into a smirk, and in a flash he was gone.
Author's Note: I'm going to try very, very hard to keep Damon in character. He's not going to be thinking about how in love with Elena he is all the time in these early chapters when we've all seen it progressively happen on the show. Make sense? Good. Read and review! And what were your thoughts on last nights episode of Vampire Diaries if you saw it? Thoughts for next weeks FINALE? Oh, and for the record, only my prologues are insanely short ;P And epilogues but that's far off.