"It's simply not enough to hold you in my memory anymore."
Onyx Storm's Maybach Exelero turns on to the main street of Mystic Falls. Sighing, the brunette pulls her car into an empty parking spot and hops out. Onyx heads to the Mystic Grill, her black heels clicking on the ground.
Damon Salvatore sits at the bar, his back to her. She crosses to him and slides onto the seat next to him. "Mind if I sit here?" Her voice is low.
"No problem. But I do prefer to drink alone." Damon smirks. His blue eyes meet her amber ones. "Your eyes are like… liquid gold. Wow. Do I know you?"
"We've met before." Onyx signals to the bartender.
A blond, blue-eyed boy stops behind the bar in front of her. Damon speaks, "Hey, Quarterback, can I get some more bourbon?"
The boy ignores Damon, instead choosing to ask Onyx for her order. "Bourbon." She smirks at Damon.
"What's your name?" Damon asks Onyx when the boy walks away.
"I'm Clara." She lies, hoping to spark his memory with the name.
"No. You can't be. Clara died!" Damon exclaim s.
The boy returns with two shots of bourbon and turns to Damon. "Hey, Damon, Elena called me. She needs to talk to you."
"I don't care what Elena needs, Matt. She's moved on, and so have I. Clara, can I show you around Mystic Falls?" Damon turns to Onyx.
"Just like old times, Mr. Salvatore?" Onyx grins.
"Exactly." Damon holds his hand out to her.
She takes it and steps down from the stool. "It was nice to meet you, Matt."
"You too, Clara."
Onyx and Damon exit the Grill. The junky blue Camaro that she had thought was a piece of junk is actually Damon's car and is right next to her Maybach.
"Can we take Lucy?" Onyx asks, touching her car.
"Damn. That's a beauty." Damon runs his hand over the hood. "If I can drive her."
"Hell no! Lucy is my pride and joy!" Onyx exclaims.
"Then my Camaro it is." Damon smirks.
"Why don't I follow you to your house, drop Lucy off, then we take your car?" Onyx suggests.
"Sure." Damon hops in his car and Onyx does the same. They speed to the Salvatore Boarding House, a place all too familiar to her.
The two exit their cars and Onyx turns to Damon. "I need to tell you the truth. My name isn't Clara, that's just the name I use whenever I need to hide. My name is Onyx, and I need your help Damon."
"No. You're lying! You look just like Clara!" Damon shouts.
Stefan Salvatore exits the house, glancing over his brother and stopping at Onyx.
"Clara?" Stefan asks. "You're alive?"
"It's good to see you too, Stefan." Onyx turns to him, smiling.
"She's not Clara! Dammit, Stefan, her name is Onyx." Damon shouts.
"Damon, look at her! She's obviously Clara! She probably just hid who she really was to protect herself!" Stefan reasons.
"He's right you know, Damon. I lied so I wouldn't be followed, so you couldn't trace me back to my family in Europe. They're all dead now, so I came back." Onyx inches closer to Damon. "I came back for you, Damon. I need you."
"Screw this! Onyx, Clara, whoever you are, you need to go home." Damon growls.
"I can't go home! My family is dead, Damon!" Onyx yells.
"Hey, it's okay." Stefan strokes her back, holding her.
"I thought that if I found you, you would be happy. Memories are dull in comparison to the real thing, after all." Onyx sobs into Stefan's shirt.
"Is this really you? Onyx? Or is that just another lie?" Damon's voice has lost its edge.
"Yes, it's really me. My name is Onyx Storm. Damon, you're the only one that can help me." Onyx turns to Damon.
He opens his arms, and she jumps into them, wrapping her arms around his neck as his go around her waist. "Thank you." She whispers.
Setting her down, Damon looks at Stefan. "Why don't you go stay with Elena for a few days?"
"You just assume that since you two broke up that she and I are back together?" Stefan rolls his eyes.
"Yes, I do. Because that is exactly what Elena would want. She would want you to be with her after she broke it off with me." Damon glares at Stefan.
"I'm going to go to New Orleans for a few days, then." Stefan says.
"Fine." Damon growls.
Stefan leaves and Damon turns to Onyx. "We have some catching up to do."
Entering the house, Damon spies Elena on the couch. "What are you doing here?"
"It's nice to see you too, Damon. And Clara, long time no see." Elena grins at Onyx.
"Elena, how do you know her?" Damon questions, tightening his grip on Onyx's waist.
"Oh, I'm not Elena." Elena rolls her eyes.
"Katherine." Onyx says. "You! You killed my family! I have no one because of you! My mother… my mother…" Onyx cries.
"Oh, stop whining. Your mother was asking for someone to kill her." Elena-Katherine looks at her nails.
"Impossible. You died, I buried you. "Damon growls.
"I'm a Traveler, Damon. I was able to take over Elena's body. She's not here anymore, Damon. Your precious little Elena Gilbert is dead." Katherine smiles. "And now I'm her."
"How could you? Katherine, you were ready to die! You told Stefan that!" Damon yells.
"I realized, that I would like more time with Stefan. Vampire sex is always better than human sex." Katherine grins, "Where is my favorite Salvatore, anyway?"
"He went to New Orleans." Onyx growls, grabbing Damon's hand and moving it off of her waist.
He glances at her and she shakes her head. "You think you're the only vampire with special powers?" Onyx asks Katherine.
"I'm a Traveler, there's a difference." Katherine snaps.
Onyx raises her hands, throwing Katherine against the opposite wall. Onyx tightens her hands, and Katherine clutches her throat.
"Onyx, as much as I would like for you to kill her, this town loves her." Damon breaks her concentration.
"Fine." She throws Katherine out the window instead, and turns to Damon.
"So, are we going to spend some time getting to know each other again or not?" Onyx smirks.
"You are amazing." Damon kisses her forehead.
"You can actually kiss me, you know." Onyx says, tilting her head back and capturing Damon's in a kiss.
"We can catch up later." Damon says, taking Onyx's hand and leading her upstairs to hid bedroom.