Hybrid Camouflage

Well this is actually my first story, I came up with the idea yesterday in school and I think I'd have some fun writing it. I was excited to come home and just think of what I could put together and mix up and stuff.. But this is definitely going to be supernatural, just some things are different..

Italics – Thoughts

Normal – Normal

Bold – Compulsion


"Argh!" a feminine scream rang throughout the house. Elena jumped up from her bed, clinging onto the bed covers for her dear life, he hearts racing a mile a minute.

"Aunt Jenna?" Elena yelled, dropping her bedcovers and rushing out of her room, down the stairs and to the kitchen were the source of sound came from. "What's wrong?" she asked, holding onto the countertop taking quick breaths, looking around to find her Aunt pressed up against the cupboards.

She threw a shaking hand at the silver bread bin were a huge spider curled up in a ball remained. Elena let out a soft laugh, releasing a breath of relief. "It's just a spider Jenna, and I think you already killed it," she walked forwards, grabbing the morning newspapers from Jenna's hand and nudging it, it lay limp, and Elena fixed it onto the newspaper. She grinned, and moved it toward Jenna's face.

"No! Elena, get that thing OUT of this house!" Elena laughed, she turned around and noticed her younger brother Jeremy walking into the kitchen, looking at the two women as if they were crazy.

"Yeah, I'm not gonna ask.." he sighed, trudging toward the fridge and grabbing a bottle of milk ready to make his morning coffee.

Elena slid the spider into the bin, and placed the paper back on the side. "What time is it anyway?" she asks, depending on a reply from any one of them.

"Well, according to the clock which is right behind you, it's eight thirty in the morning, and I'm feeling generous after my nephew and niece passed their exams, although I'm surprised Jeremy did." Jeremy whipped his head toward his Aunt, Elena grinned and turned to leave the kitchen.

"Hey, if your making toast, I'll pick it up on my way out." Elena said, leaving and making her way up the stairs. She quickly got a wash and put on her jogging clothes. She fixed her bed and tossed the pyjamas into the laundry. She tied her hair into a long neat ponytail before jogging down the stairs back to the kitchen. "I'm out for a jog-"

"This early? At least eat your toast, honestly, you need to eat!" Jenna slid the plate to Elena and returned to the toaster were Jeremy waited for his round.

"I'm eating Jenna!" Elena threw back, grabbing the two pieces of the golden-buttered toast. "I'll be back soon!" She turned and escaped through the back door, stretching herself out and a few bites of toast, she was off jogging.


"I want the doppelganger." The man with the blonde curly hair announced, standing in front of his many soldiers, his best standing at the front row.

"There is no doppelganger, there's no proof." Another guy, with raven black hair that reached the base of his neck, his eyes shone a bright blue that stuck out from his pale white skin.

"Elijah found her, I heard from one of my soldiers. I want you to get her and bring her here." He replied, no sound of a lie leaving the leaders mouth.

"Kill her?" the second stepped forward. His resemblance to the guy beside his was absolute. They were brothers. This one has sandy brown hair with dark green eyes. He looked younger then his brother altogether.

"No. I used the last doppelganger for the sacrifice, now I need her blood. We changed you two with the remaining blood bag we took of her blood. I need more of you. I need that doppelgangers' blood." The leader smirked, the thought of an entire pack of hybrids made him grin.

"How long do we have?" The younger brother asked, staying down on his knee as did his older brother.

"Keep her in the town for a while, make sure she's out of dangers way. Ripper, I want you track down Katerina. Lure her to Mystic falls. That's were the present, not-dead doppelgangers' lives. I want Katerina there, to watch for a second time, her own descendant die by the hand of hers truly." He stifled a laugh, both brothers looked up at him, waiting for their next order.

"Damon, I want you to stay near the doppelganger. I know of both brothers, your least to show any kind of humanity. I want you undercover. You know what I mean." The brothers nodded. The two brothers didn't get a long very well, in fact, they were known for being strongest of Klaus's pack. They were the only ones who were turned from Vampire to hybrid unlike the rest. Instead, they were forced to drink a werewolves blood mixed with the last doppelgangers', and of course, a witch to help make sure they lived to get through it.

They both shifted quickly, something they were both used to that it happened painlessly and rapidly. Stefan was dark sandy brown and grey wolf with the same green eyes. Damon stood a little larger beside Stefan, a jet black wolf with his same bright blue eyes that lit from his dark fur. "Now go." Klaus released them, and they sped out from the temple, using both werewolf and vampire speed reach their destination faster.

The black furred wolf slowly came to a stop, glancing up at the sign. It read: Mystic Falls in huge black bold letters. Damon trotted forward, not a trace of tiredness after travelling from Las Vegas deserts. That's were Klaus hid for now, the original father, Mikael still searched for him, but he couldn't harm him with his pack nearby.

Damon shook his head, and flicked his ears around listening to the sounds of the town. It was peaceful, less supernatural than he remembered. He travelled through the woods, reaching the other side of the city, were it was most populated, and entered through an alley. He turned to look at the bar, "Mystic Grill" it read.

'Probably were all the locals come and go.. This place hasn't changed a bit.' he backed up into the alley, and lay down in the shadows, waiting.


Elena continued on her jog, breathing athletically through he nose and out from her mouth. She concentrated on getting around a good amount of blocks before heading back, but he phone decided to ring first.

"Hello?" she stopped slowly, breathing rather deeply to catch her breath.

"Elena! Are you okay? You sound breathless.."

"Oh, hi Matt, just on my jog, feeling great this time in the morning I guess, are you?"

"I'm great, and good to hear your out of the house, I haven't seen you in a while, only when you returned to school for the exams.."

"I'm still not over the whole accident, but I should be back after this holiday." Elena tried to keep her head off four months ago.

"Alright 'Lena. If you need anything, you know were I'll be."

"Thanks Matt, take care." She smiled down the phone and clicked the disconnect button. "And back to jogging.." she nodded, and started to catch her rhythm once again. She wouldn't mind seeing Matt, besides, she could use a break, she'd been jogging for thirty minutes now, stopping every now and then didn't help much.


'Damn dog,' Damon snarled at the domestic pet that attempted to pick a fight with him. The large growled, barking to inform his owner of the danger of the wild animal. 'Well, I haven't killed anything a while. I'll welcome you to my hit list, mutt.' The wolfs overgrown fangs lashed out at the dogs neck at a speed the humans hadn't seen before, and a snap from the dogs neck was all it took for it to fall instantly. Damon licked the blood from his muzzle, and let out a monstrous bark at the humans around him. They backed off, a few women screamed and mourned at the sight before them. "Get that dog put down!" somebody was already phoning the pound.

Damon sprinted forward to the person who was just putting the phone down from the pound, and sunk his canines deep into the mans flesh. The man screamed. It didn't look it, but he sucked the blood from his leg within seconds, the leg was left pale, the skin almost transparent and he released the mans leg who was still screaming for help.

The crowd backed up, all freaked out at the sight in front of them. Blood dripped from Damon's jaw, and if he was in his vampire form right now, oh he'd be smirking.

"Hey, what's going on here?" he heard a voice over the rest of the panicking civilians, it stood out from the others completely. He turned his head toward the approaching teenager. She looked 17, almost 18 and she starred at the dead body of the dog and the distraught crown that tried to sneak forward to help the labouring man.

"That damn devil dog there! Watch out honey, the pounds on it's way.." the woman stopped mid-sentence, holding a arm in front of Elena as the huge black 'dog' approached them. It stopped in front of the brunette, and looked at her.

"He's really dangerous?" she had to admit, she was a bit of a sucker to animals. But there was no denying, from the damage done, this dog was dangerous. She attempted to lean down, bending her knees to lower her height but the woman beside her wouldn't allow her. Damon let out a loud growl and he walked toward the elder woman that so desperately kept him from the doppelganger. 'Who does she think she is? A fricken' original? That doppelganger's mine.'

"Elena!" Elena turned her attention from the dog and to the newly arrived Matt from the Mystic Grill. He tossed her a cooked burger that had already began cooling down. She kneeled down to the floor, placing the burger on the floor, Matt mimicked her actions.

"I'll try as well.." he muttered, and the dog turned toward the both of them after the older woman backed off behind the crowds. He approached Elena again, and raised his front paws to stand upon Elena's bent legs. 'Definitely the doppelganger, got you.' He turned his head to the incoming sirens, and quickly averted his gaze back to the doppelgangers. He made quick eye contact, and Elena was taken aback. This dogs eyes were unreal.. She turned her head back to the sirens, Men across the road beginning to yell orders to each other.

Damon kept standing on his hind legs, his front paws up on her kneeling form.

"I'm sorry.." she whispers to the 'dog' and he tilts his head.

'How long am I going to have to play dog around here?' he breathed through his black nose, he had to act something out here. He slid down from the doppelgangers knees and sprinted through the crowd, knocking people off their feet with his unknown strength.

"Elena honey! Are you alright?" the same older woman rushed forward, wrapping her arms around Elena. She'd known the woman since she was little, she was from the neighbour hood, and a regular customer to the Mystic Grill.

"That was weird, were's Caroline and Bonnie?" Elena shrugged at Matt's question, sighing deeply.

"That was weird, right?" Elena agreed, although she just repeated it from Matt for some reassurance for herself..


Damon reached the outskirts of Mystic Falls, and quickly transformed back into his Vampire form. He brushed his hand through his dark hair, and turned toward the town. "Great to be naked and on the move." He says, and sprints with his vampire speed into the closest clothes shop. He walks out, alarms going off in the shop. His new attire; Black jeans, black boots, a white t-shirt and a black leather jacket that showed his broad body at the back were the leather jacket moved with ever movement he made.

"Sir! Sir, what happened here?" he turned to the running policeman, already taking out a notepad and pen, ready to get names. "Hey, I've never seen you in this town, what the hell happened here?" Damon gave the policeman a lob sided smirk, but swiftly grabbed the policeman by the neck, and whizzed him into the closest alley, slamming him into the wall of a shop. He starred into the policeman's eyes, "You seen the thief escaping through the forest, you chased him out from the Mystic Falls area, and you think until the case is over and the thief is caught, you should leave the dog of the town alone, you agree right?"

"I'll convince the town to stop searching for the dog and to watch out for the thief instead." The policeman obliged.

"That's more like it." Damon dropped the stubby man to the floor, and he nodded at Damon and walked off. Damon grinned, and walked down the dark alley, now, were was his girl at again?


After the whole incident, the apparent dog attack was undiscovered. The dog hadn't been found, but it wasn't a dog like she'd seen before. After that though, Caroline and Bonnie took her out for a meal, she hasn't seen much of them lately, and it's really only just hit her like a ton of bricks how much she missed their company.

"You alright Elena? I heard what happened. This town rarely gets any action these days, A simple dog fight is huge in this town." He closed the door after he exited his bedroom, standing in the doorway of hers. She jumped slightly, and whipped her head to look at her brother.

"I can't stop thinking about it actually.. Hey, Jer? Have you ever seen a black dog with blue eyes?" he narrowed his eyes, folding his arms and he thought.

"No, I don't think so." Elena nodded to herself, of course not, it wasn't very common..

She lifted herself up from her bed, switching her beside lamp on and walking out of her bedroom, Jeremy close behind. She made her way downstairs and into the kitchen to make herself a snack for bed when she noticed some movement in the back garden.

She almost dropped the mug, "That's him!"

The same 'dog' stood in her back garden, a fence at the back was broken down, and he starred through the window right at her.

'Well, that was easy.' He said mentally, and waited for her to welcome him in.

Elena grabbed Jeremy by his arm, and shoved him forward. "Jer, that's the dog.. That's the god damn dog!" Elena whispered furiously, shaking a little as she looked for a weapon.

"Wait 'Lena.. He's watching us, what should we do?"

"What do you mean Jer? That dog killed someone's pet! And actually has a man in hospital, we have to get rid of it!"

'Getting rid of me isn't going to be that easy love.' The wolf walked forward slowly, as if to show he wasn't going to harm them. 'Just open the damn door and let me in, it's not hard.'

"Jer, move." Elena dragged Jeremy behind her, and opened the back door quickly holding the knife in her almost white fist that gripped it. She snuck from the kitchen, closing the door behind her.

'Here we go!' he rushed forward, and sat in front of her like a good 'dog'. 'I feel dirty..' he flattened his ears and stared up at her. Elena hesitated, but the way he starred at her with those eyes... she held out a hand slowly, her lip quivering slightly at the thought of him ripping her hand off or something.. To her surprise though, he licked the top side of her hand, nuzzling into the inside of her palm afterwards. 'The pleasures mine.' Damon remarked sarcastically.

"What is it about you? I've never seen a dog like you before, not around her anyway." She said out loud, and he simply looked back up at her. She heard the door open behind her, and the 'dog' began growling, peering around Elena's body to see the guy. He continued to growl and was already up on all four paws about to pounce. "No! No, don't hurt Jeremy!" Elena called out, holding the knife close, and the 'dog' stayed still, listening to her command. 'I really feel like a dog.. Since when the hell do I take orders from humans anyway?' He snorted, and backed off to show he understood.

Damon heard her sigh, and he stayed still. Whatever she says, goes. He stepped back, and starred up at her with his big blue eyes as usual, as if waiting for something.

"What? Are you.. Hungry? Or something?" she's asks as if he'd answer. 'I had my share of food for the day, But thanks for the offer.' He shook his midnight black fur, and trotted toward the door were Jeremy held the door open wide. Elena turned and watched as the 'dog' stopped right at the entrance of the house.

"Jenna's gonna explode.."

"We're not keeping him, Jer. We'll give him something to eat, then has out. Got it?" Elena fired back, walking in in front of the dog. "I don't think he'll hurt us.. I hope anyway." She mutters. Jeremy walks in, throwing himself up to sit on the countertop. The clock read 9:45pm. Jenna would be in work still.

"Come on in then boy."

"There's actually a chicken In the fridge. A dead chicken that is, of course, stripped of feathers too." Jeremy added sarcastically, waiting for his sisters reply on the matter.

"Don't be a smartass Jer, just go to bed already. We're not keeping him, your looking all excited." She flicked a piece of chicken skin at him, and he hopped from the countertop, "Whatever Elena." and returned up the stairs.

Elena sighed, and the 'dog' finally walked in. Damon watched her carefully, she looked exactly like the other doppelganger, just younger. 'Well well, this could be fun after all.' He let out a bark, to which Elena flinched from the sudden sound. She took it he was indeed hungry, placed the chicken on a plate and quickly set it down. She waited patiently until he was done. 'Do I actually have to eat this crap? It's raw. At least cook it, have some decency..'

Once the 'dog' finished, she leaned down and scooped up the platter that held nothing but bones and scattered remains of some chicken. She brushed them into the bin and rests the plate into the sink. She walked back to the kitchen door and nodded her head outside. "Alright. I've done my good deed of the day, I haven't turned you in, I've let you in my house, I've fed you, now leave."

Damon wagged his tail, she was quite the bossy one. He quickly got up and took off through the house. Elena groaned, slammed the door shut behind her and chased after the 'dog' up the stairs. Once she reached her room, she noticed him laying on her bed.

"No! What the hell? You can't stay! Oh, why the hell am I trying to talk to a damn dog anyway?" Elena groaned again, and walked over to her bed to sit down. The 'dog' moved closer to her, sitting up and placing the edge of his muzzle on her shoulder. She reached a hand around, and stroked his musky forest-smelling fur. He smelt of the wilderness.

"You shouldn't be here boy, your going to be like, the next target that this town has to hunt." She felt around his neck for a collar or at least some kind of ownership.

"No collar? A big stray dog like yourself. You don't look like no dog I've ever seen, but you act like your sort of house trained.." The 'dog' looked at her, the colour of this 'dogs' eyes were simply breathtaking.

Elena grabbed her pyjamas, and returned to her bathroom, changing, and letting her hair loose from the bobble it's been tied up in all day. She brushed her teeth, and climbed into her bed. She decided she'd let him stay for now. Just for now. She turned out her bedside lamp, and turned to find the dog had somehow made his way to lay a head on the pillow beside her, the 'dogs' back facing her.

"Well, if your going to sleep here, this isn't no hotel that you can come and go. I'm at least going to name you. You look like a Wolf to me, but you seem domesticated.." Damon felt like growling at that, he was anything but domesticated. "Or Demon? You look like quite the evil dog.. especially after today, and that scares me a bit.." Damon shifted his wolf body, he looked at her. Her eyes were closed but she carried on speaking. "Wolf or Demon.. Or a nicer name?" she flicked her eyes open after the movement. Damon watched her, she was quite the masterpiece actually. She had long brown hair that ended in curls parted in the middle, big brown doe eyes and olive skin that looked really soft to touch. A human. A doppelganger and she doesn't even know what's in store for her.

Damon climbed up from lying down, and jumped down from the bed, and stood beside the windowsill were the window hung slightly open. The fresh-night air blew in, and a moon hung low outside.

A bird appeared outside, as if on cue to the wolf being there. Damon stared out the window, this bird was his signature symbol. And if he was going to be called anything, he'd want to be named after that. He controlled the crow to fly at the branch that hung before the moon outside of her window.

"Crow?" She snickered, repeating the name in her head a few times, for a dog it was quite weird. Damon flicked his head toward her, and leaped back up on the bed beside her. He watched her as she slowly fell asleep.

The remaining of the week went on, Damon had to remain in her room while she went everywhere, but he'd sneak out and follow her for her own protection, without herself knowing of course. She didn't turn him in, he fed himself regularly on a few humans that looked like they hated life, stole more clothes for later times in his undead life, brought some action to the town, besides, the town was kind of dead anyways. But, changing the subject, the next school semester was coming up, how was he going to look after her there?


Damon sat in her room again, and waited for her to get to her room. He turned toward Elena's clothes ready for school for the next day and got an idea.

'A new, hot student wouldn't be so bad..' He told himself through his head, meaning himself of course. Elena entered the room as if on cue, and ruffled the dogs dark fur. "School tomorrow boy, but your doing well hiding from Aunt Jenna. She hasn't mentioned a word. Although, she is wondering were all of her meat keeps wandering off to." Elena smiled, she wore he short pyjamas and he hair was long and straight.

'Of course. I'm out most of the time myself.' She stroked Damon's head with a small smile. He actually began liking this doppelganger, she seemed rather sweet, even after he almost tore off a mans leg about a week ago.

"Maybe I'll ask Jenna if I can keep you, depending on how you behave."

'Wont be for long love, you'll be dead sooner than later.' He promised, watching her every movement. He couldn't help the feeling or a slight irritation though that tingled inside him. Did he want her dead? Of course. She was human. The equation for him to live is to feed on humans. That's it. But after staying here a week, he'd seen and heard a lot, coming from her side of life. Not that it'll be going on for much longer.


In the middle of the night, Elena was definitely asleep. Damon climbed down from her bed, and stood where her back faced and shifted back to his human form, and took his exit out the window. He rushed home, to the official boarding house that his 'uncle' had already invited him into. He grabbed his clothes and changed urgently.

He got stuff ready for tomorrow, he'd have to act human in his case. Damon smirked when he noticed the bourbon on a small antique trolley with other whiskeys. He poured himself a quick glass, and downed it in one. The veins underneath his eyes stretched toward his cheeks, and his eyes were coloured red.

He heard his 'Uncle' awaking upstairs from the noise he probably made downstairs. "This should be fun." He flicked his eyebrows at how strong the bourbon was, and made his way up to quench his thirst.


Well, that's the first chapter. This actually didn't take me too long to type up.. This is just my starting chapter, I want to see where this leads and such. The next chapter will be Elena returning to School, and Damon's going to be attending. Just, less wolf-looking. Heheh. Don't worry, we'll be seeing more Vampire Damon soon. I'm sorry if it's not as good as you thought it would be, put up with me if you will. :3 But don't worry guys. Delena moments will sneak in each chapter (I hope!) and their chemistry will gradually get better. Have a little patience with me.

-FranFox xoxox