Setting The Scene
Takes Place during season two after Damon has been scarred once again by Katherine and in a psychotic rage breaks Jeremy's neck after Elena repeats the very words that Katherine used prior to break Damon's heart after his 145 year search for her
********* Mystic Falls, Present Day*******
Damon rushed back to his mansion, adrenaline pumping mercilessly through his veins. He went directly to his liquor and began chugging directly from the glass bottle filled with finely aged scotch. The words "I've never loved you. It was always Stefan" rang through his mind and continued to drive him farther too blind rage.
Was the thought that anyone could love him that preposterous?
Why was Stefan so special?
He clenched his teeth; a primal scream unleashed itself as he flung the glass jug into the fireplace. It shattered into a million shards as well as the last bit of humanity that he had clung to for the last 145 years since he was drawn into Katherine's web of lies. After what seemed like hours he collected himself just enough to carry himself upstairs and into his bedroom. He lied down on his bed fighting his emotions wishing that the story all vampires told, that they can turn off their feelings was true.
Meanwhile Katherine was busy angering one of her many witches, yet this one who knew all her darkest secrets, no longer accepted being under her thumb. So he decided that he needed to find the one vampire that could help save his life and bring back balance to Mystic Falls before it was too late.
As Damon was finally calming and about to drift off into a relaxed state a sharp pain knocked the breath out of him, and made him double over in pain. A male voice began to speak in his conscious mind.
"Damon Salvatore you have been lied to since the beginning." It spoke.
All Damon could do was suffer through the searing pain in his skull. "If you wanted in my head all you had to do was ask." Pain made him scream between his clenched jaws.
"I do not want to hear any of your smartass comments vampire."
"Guess that means you don't want me for my personality." Damon groaned.
A blood curdling scream rang through the house.
"I warned you," the voice said.
"Fine! What the hell did you come here to annoy me with Swayze?" Damon mocked as he straightened himself back up on his bed.
"I told you already, you have been lied to since the beginning. I have my reasons to tell you that Katherine had you under her thumb since she met you in 1864."
This caught Damon's attention, whether it was one of Katherine's games or not.
"I'm listening," Damon said as his body became numb to the pain.
Without warning the searing increased within his skull and just as he felt he was going to pass out he found himself standing on the steps of the Salvatore Plantation looking at Stefan's back who was waiting in front of the Mansion.