This first Chapter's only a short one just to introduce the story and see what you all think. Constructive criticism and tips are welcome. Sorry about any mistakes- please correct me if you see any. I hope you enjoy!
Chapter 1
With a sigh, Damon bent down and pulled the limp body over his shoulders. He'd gotten rather tired of having to clean up his brother's mess, especially when it was bleeding all over his vintage leather jacket. 'Really Stefan?' he muttered. 'This is from the 80s!' he stated, raising his voice as the blood seeped onto his neck and back.
Slowly, he trudged through the woods until he found a small clearing before letting the body slide from his grasp, onto the damp floor. Using the shovel he had hidden under a fallen tree a few days prior, in preparation for this very situation, he dug away at the ground until a large enough hole had been made.
Now damp, tired and impatient, Damon nudged the body with his foot into the hole and filled it with thick, brown soil. As soon as he had finished, he used his supernatural speed to be back at the Salvatore Boarding House much quicker than any mortal would have been able to but felt his exhaustion pull at him with every step.
He sagged even further into himself when the familiar scent of fresh blood hit his nostrils. Stefan had brought his dinner home tonight. Again. 'Stefan,' Damon whined as he threw open the front door. 'In here, brother,' Stefan drawled from the parlour. Damon braced himself for the disastrous scene that he was sure was awaiting him as he made his way down the hall and into the room where both blood and his brother's scents where. He blinked, the only sign of surprise he allowed himself to show, as he took in the scene in front of him. Stefan was lounging on the sofa in the corner whilst three women clung to him, offering him their wrists. 'Care to join me, Damon?' he asked, his voice laced with mockery yet an entirely genuine offer, baring one of the girl's wrists to him. 'Care to explain why you brought your food home when I specifically asked you not to?' Damon shot back.
'Damon, relax,' Stefan said, letting go of the girl's arm and letting it flop onto his lap. How dare he? How dare he sit there looking smug when I had just buried the last of his victims? Damon knew he was no saint but this was getting out of hand. 'No Stefan I won't relax!' Damon fired at him as a lazy grin began to form on his brother's face. 'It's okay to feed from humans but you have to learn control!' he carried on. 'And moderation!' he added as an afterthought. Stefan rolled his eyes in response before indulging on the wrist of the brunette who sagged onto his right arm. Damon flung his arms up in defeat before walking away and only pausing long enough to shout over his shoulder, 'I'm staying at Elena's' and slamming the door behind him.
The next chapter will be longer and will bring in a few more characters so it should be a little more interesting. Let me know what you thought of this chapter and I'll hopefully upload again soon. This is my first Fanfiction but I'm thinking of writing more. My main focuses will probrably be things like Sarah J Maas' books, The Vamire Diaries and Cassandra Clare's books but I'm open to any suggestions. Thanks!