A/N Hello My beauteous fellow TVD fans! :) This is a collaboration between myself and another Amazing writer on here (she also has the honor of calling herself my best friend) Rosachic08. So a few warnings. This story is Damon/OC centric with LARGE sprinklings of Stelena and probably Taroline because we love them. (Warning if you are a Delena shipper we suggest you stay far far far far far far far far far far far far far far far away.)This prologue is also very OC centric as we want you to get to know the characters a little. We're gonna strive to update about 2 a week according to the response and we have like 3 more full chapter written right now just ready to get out to ya so comment and review and their will defs be alot more to come. We might even post the first actual chapter today! So Review and tell us whatcha think!

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-Angel and Rose

Sunlight shined through the single window into the plain brown room. The area lacked any personal items, save a picture frame depicting three laughing people two female adults one with long golden hair and the other blessed with flowing raven tresses and a small curly topped haired toddler standing up by a large Christmas tree sitting on top of the dresser. The light reflected off the glass, causing a small glare under the frozen image. The dresser stood next to a king-sized bed, magnificent in size, but like its surroundings, plain in appearance. The dark haired woman from the picture rested silently across the bed. Not a shadow crossed the room, nor was a single sound made, but amber eyes opened suddenly, and a second later she shot from her position of being splayed out across the bed, now sitting up straight, highly trained eyes and ears searching. When she realized no threat was in her bedroom, in only took her a second more to cross the room, shoot down the hall, and open the door to another room. This room was the complete opposite of the former one. The walls were decorated in different shades of blue and hand-made posters. The furniture suggested a small soccer star. The woman eyed the bed. A small lump the shape of a small person rested peacefully. Common sense told her all was fine, maternal instincts told her otherwise. Creeping forward, she moved towards the bed and fisted the covers in her hand, proving something was wrong. Throwing them back, a pile of pillows was in the place of what should occupy the room. The blood drained from her face, and was replaced by fear. "Oh God, no."

The room and then house were then occupied by a blur and she made her way outdoors. Moving frantically around the property that surrounded the house, she'd sniff the air, and scan for any signs of intrusion. "No, no, no, no, no" She stopped her search, realizing that it was hopeless, there was no one
intrusion. "No, no, no, no, no" She stopped her search, realizing that it was hopeless, there was no one else there, and no signs anyone else had been there. She ran a hand through long, dark hair, feeling emotions that were all but alien to her. Fear, panic, hysteria, sorrow or maybe they were all the same thing. Making a last, fruitless attempt, she opened her mouth and screamed as loud as she could. "NOAH!"

As Taryn turned and swerved through mid afternoon traffic in the busy streets of Chicago she couldn't help but to think about him. It was amazing how much 7 years could change a person.

Tayn pulled up to the gate at the large building. She rolled down her window in time to hear a monotone voice from the speaker. "State your name and business." her eyes rolled at standard security.
"Taryn Silas, I'm here to visit a resident, Eliana Braydenson." she hoped the guard didn't notice her masked distress.
"One moment please." Taryn's fingers drummed impatiently on the wheel. "Your clear Ms. Silas."
"Thank you." she remembered to say at the last minute before pulling through. She parked her car in the underground garage, before grabbing what sat in her passenger seat, and hurrying on. "LIA, LIA OPEN UP! LIA!"
"WHAT!" Eliliana Screamed as she opened the door. The young witch stood at the entrance to
her home and would have smiled out of excitement to see her best friend at her steps. But she immediately noticed the distress that took residence on her face. "Taryn," She started.

"What's wrong. Why did-" The young woman abruptly ceased speaking when she noticed absence.
"Taryn, Where's Noah?" She asked. Her best friend looked as though she was about to lose all composure then promptly shoved Noah's favorite hoodie and the stuffed wolf he had slept with since birth into her arms.
"I don't know." Taryn said with a huff as she pushed through the door into Lia's living room, with Lia following.
"I need you to find him." The distressed woman stated as she walked across the room to a bookshelf. When she got there she pulled on a book on the shelf and waited while a square shaped space in the wall next to the bookshelf open up to reveal several things residing in a hidden compartment. Taryn reached into the space and pulled out a large book.
"Can you do it?" Taryn turned back to her.
"Of course." Eliana said, placing the items handed to her on a front table before crossing the room. She and Taryn sat on one of the black leather couches, and Eliana pulled her families Grimoir onto her lap, flipping through the pages. Taryn looked at the items on the other table.
"Don't you need a personal item?" Taryn asked her.
"No, I'm close enough to him that I don't need one, we're connected." Eliana replied as she tapped a page on the book with one bitten down nail. "Found it. Gimme your hand." She said.
Taryn gripped her best friends hand. As she prayed to every deity ever heard of that she would be able
o find her son. Lia began to chant.
"Phesmatos tribum nas ex viras,
Sequitas saguines,
Ementas asten mihan ega petous.
Phesmatos tribum nas ex viras,
Sequitas saguines,
Ementas asten mihan ega petous."
The witch opened her eyes abruptly and let go of Taryn's hand.
"Oh shit." She uttered simply breathing erratic as she stared at her best friend.
"Well where is he! Where the hell is my baby!" Taryn said loudly.
"Mystic Falls." Lia said pausing again, stalling as she didn't want to tell Taryn where this was heading.
"Lia," Taryn said impatiently. "We don't have time for this! What the hell is in Mystic falls that's so important?" She virtually yelled as her best friend closed her eyes throwing her head back and rubbing her temples. She sighed before giving her best friend the answer that she really did not want to hear.
"Well before we get into this, I'm only 99.999999-"
"ELIANA!"
Lia reeled back. Taking a deep, she looked seriously at her best friend. "...Damon Salvatore." The
blonde witch said with baited breath.

Taryn's entire demeanor changed. She felt cold travel up her spine and felt the hairs on the back of her neck stand up.

"But that doesn't... that doesn't make sense! He doesn't know anything." She said reassuring herself more than anyone else.
"It can't be a coincidence that Noah's missing and just happens to be in the same place that Damon Salvatore's living!" Lia said shaking her head at this ridiculous turn of events. She lifted her head from where it had been resting on the table from the instant headache this situation had already given her, and the promise that it was far from over, just in time to see Taryn's face flush.
"Tare Calm down , we don't know anything yet-" Taryn interrupted her friend.
"All I know is that someone's taken my baby! Damon Salvatore or not. If they hurt a hair on his head. They're already as good as Dead." She finished ,and Lia saw it. Not just her maternal rage, but that of her wolfs. Whoever had taken their Noah was in a shitload of trouble.
"God help them." She murmured while trying to catch up with Taryn as they made their way out of the garage of her apartment building and into the busy streets of Chicago toward the one and only Mystic Falls.