"That's for me to know and you to dot, dot, dot." -Damon Salvatore of The Vampire Diaries

I'm pretty much positive no one knows about Damon and I. We both hide it so well, that mostly everyone thinks we hate each other. We pull off the most elaborate brawls and arguments that it becomes almost like a game for us. Well played, well believed. Stefan, of course, seeing as he is the smarter of the two, figured us out from day one.

I mean, so what?! Sure, Damon is a cold blooded, murderous and slightly sadistic vampire. But I'm a pretty daring person as it is so banging a vamp isn't too much of a threat. Plus...I'm a vampire too. You see, if you know their story. Stefan, Damon and Elena. You'd know where Damon would come off as a little crazy. Maybe even psychotic. BUT! You'd also know how, irrevocably sexy he is and how hard it is to stay away. Hence my current situation. You'd know how his hazel eyes capture you and never let you go. You'd know how unbelievably adorable his hair is when it curls up after a few days in his Aerial form. You'd know how hard it is to fall OUT of love with the most powerful vampire to pass through Fell's Church in centuries.. You'd know the kind of hold he has on me. You'd know I love him. You'd know. But no one else will. I've been living in Fell's Church for a while. Approximately 35 years now. Just hiding out of the human eye. Darting from place to place trying to stay off radar. But, that was deemed impossible when Damon showed up a couple years back. Stefan didn't bother looking into the other Power that loomed unmistakably over this town because even Stefan knew I was stronger than he could ever be. But, Damon. Oh, he loves a challenge. I ducked and dodged him for nearly a year, hiding in attics and graveyards, churches and all over the woods, but Damon was persistent. He kept hunting me, hunting me, hunting me. And I kept dodging him, dodging him, dodging him.

Until one day, I grew weary. I let him corner me in the woods one night, just because I knew he wouldn't give up this little cat and mouse game we were playing. "So I finally caught the infamous Power." He had drawled lazily. His arrogance thick in the air like the fog his presence created. I rolled my eyes and stared up at the star lit sky, nearly oblivious to the sadistic creature standing in front of me. I could sense his annoyance at my ignorance to his person. "Actually, not to bruise your fragile ego, but I stopped running because I got sick of being tailed. You didn't catch me Salvatore." I said in a bored tone. I'd saw a glimmer of anger cross his features but it was gone so fast I was sure I'd imagined it. "Oh don't flatter yourself, Crayblood, I don't chase my prey. I was simply...monitoring you. For feeding purposes..." He said coolly and if I wasn't so good at reading his mental mind, I would have believed what he said.

But of course, I am psychologically more powerful than both him and Stefan. And I know for a fact that Damon is a compulsive liar. "Why feed on me, when there are 3,546 humans in the vicinity? I'm sure you can...conjure up a snack." I'd said tediously. Damon stared me up and down, as if to test what he was up against. I figured he realized that I wasn't as weak as since given, so he backed off. "You bore me, child. I have more interesting things to attend to...bye-bye." He said as the mist that he had fabricated began to recede and his looming figure disappeared with it. It was at that moment I knew that he wasn't going to just leave me be. He'd be back. And I'd be waiting. Like most living...well breathing...no... Let me start over. Like everyone else in the world, I too have to eat. I mean, I may be technically a walking corpse, but I need my energy. So... I had to find food. And I found my food in humans. I sprinted through the woods, my body bounding and leaping like the coils of a spring. Every vampire has a second and third form other than human. They have the Aerial and the Terrestrial form. Other wise known as flight and land. Stefan's are a hawk and a lion . Damon's are a crow and a wolf. Elena's are a dove and a Bengal tiger. And mine are the raven and the black panther.

It was dark as the starless night sky putting the element of surprise on my side. My Terrestrial form helped me to amalgamate with the darkness and become apart of it. I could see the lights of a small cabin up ahead. This, I knew, is where the local gang liked to hide out. They'd go out, rob banks, vandalize buildings and or sexually assault someone, then they'd come hide here. I like to think that I'm a vampire with morals. Unlike my dear Damon, I kill to help the unfortunate people of Fell's Church. I don't kill innocents. And the way I see it, the more evil the person, the better the blood and the stronger the affect it has on me. I could hear clearly the cackling of men and could smell the strong scent of alcohol even before I made it there. I came up close to the western window and peered inside. There were four men. All of their mental levels screamed incoherency. They were all drunk. I switched back into my human form and opened the window slowly. Not one of the men saw me enter surreptitiously through the window and into the small room. The smell was sickening and I had to hold my breath to keep from puking a red fountain. I could see one man, a large one, counting bags of money with bank binding tape on the stacks. Another was handeling what looked to be a few thousand dollars in jewelry.

Here's where morals come in...