Title: Haunted
Author : Nemainifthewater
Disclaimer : I don't own anything you recognize. It all belongs to the CW Network.
Spoilers: I'm not quite sure at the moment, but probably all of the aired episodes.
Prologue
Stefan looked at his brother. He had refused to eat and he was wasting away, pining for Katherine.
"Come brother, you must drink," he said once again. He tried to offer the neck of the young girl to him once more, but again, and with obvious difficulty his brother refused.
"I do not wish to," said Damon, "For without Katherine I can no longer face he dawn."
"But if you do not then you will die," replied Stefan.
"So be it. I welcome death, for I have no reason to live."
"Good morning Elena!"
A cheerful voice broke Elena out of her daydream, and she looked around to her boyfriend, Damon Salvatore. He was the son of Zack Salvatore, and had been her best friend since she could walk, as they had both attended the same events, both being from the Founding families.
"Come on Elena, you can't stay broody forever. You have to help me get me cousin's room ready." Damon said, looking at her.
He was obviously concerned as her parents had died recently in a car crash, and she was struggling. Damon had been wonderful; he had helped her get out of her funk, and his mixture of genuine sadness for her and inappropriate humor was exactly what she needed.
"What's this cousin's name anyway?" she asked, "It seems a bit weird that you haven't heard from him ever, and then he suddenly turns up on your doorstep because he needs a place to stay."
"His name's Stefan, and apparently he was smart enough to get out of here early. Zack never talks about him, in fact he told me to stay away. Doesn't want me to be near a bad influence probably." The last part was said with the trademark Damon grin, and Elena laughed. Someone be a bad influence on Damon? More likely he would end up corrupting this Stefan!
The feel of Damon's lips on hers stopped her train of thought immediately; G-d her boyfriend was a good kisser!
Three hours drive away; Stefan Salvatore glanced at the ring in his hand, and clenched his fist. He was going to make a new start in Mystic Falls, and maybe his brother's ghost would stop haunting him. And he drove along the road, never knowing that he was setting in motion a chain of events that could prove disastrous to everyone.