Salvation of the Damned
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A heartbeat sounds in her ears, slowly drumming, reminding her of her never ending thirst. Footsteps quicken as they shadow her victim, oblivious of the danger he is in. He pauses to look around, trying to find his bearings.
He never saw it coming.
Her teeth are in his neck and she draws out the sickeningly sweet life-force that sustains the both of them. She licks the wound, savouring the last drops. He stands there trembling in fear, trying to escape. She has taken enough for now and although her blood lust is almost out of control screaming for more, she turns to compel him to leave.
She never saw it coming.
She falls to the ground screaming in pain and the jogger takes the chance to flee his captor without delay. A thought briefly crosses her mind that 'Fuck. That's another issue to take care of' before all thoughts except for the torment of the searing pain in her head vanish. A young woman steps out from the trees, her dark skin glistening with sweat and her hand outstretched towards the vampire. Seeing her target on the ground she begins to curse at her, gritting her teeth,
"You said," the pain becomes more sharp, "you weren't," another stab brings a scream from the vampire, "killing!" The pain overwhelms the vampire, causing her to momentarily black out. When she opens her eyes the pain is gone and another pair have joined the first woman. The male has his arms crossed and looks slightly sympathetic to her plight, while a second dark haired woman has no sympathy in her eyes, only burning fury.
"What the hell are you doing Caroline?" Elena yells in anger. Caroline rubs her still throbbing temples. She casts a resentful glance at the witch,
"Was that really necessary Bonnie?" Bonnie's eyes widen in rage,
"Necessary? Necessary? You were going to kill him!" Caroline sighs at their melodramatics and tries to appeal to the only one in the clearing who is yet to speak and the only one that could understand her plight.
"I wasn't going to kill him Stefan, I swear. I was just taking a bit and I was going to compel him to forget it all." Her eyes darken, "And now he's going to go running to the town screaming "Vampire!"." Before Stefan gets a chance to respond another voice sounds out from behind Caroline.
"Don't worry. I took care of it." From the malicious grin and the traces of blood around his mouth, Caroline didn't have any doubts as to how Damon 'took care of it'. Stefan shakes his head,
"Caroline you have to realise that–"
"That as a vampire in this town you have to play nice." Damon finishes his brother's sentence with far more malice than the other intended. He bends down and continues mockingly,
"As a vampire you have a responsibility to uphold. People are friends. Little defenceless bunny rabbits are food." He casts a scornful glance at his brother who averts his eyes from the elder. "As a vampire in this town, you have to deny your inner nature and go against all that feels natural," Damon continues sarcastically.
"Natural?" Elena screeches. "You drink blood. You kill humans! What is natural about that?" Damon smiles with sickening sweetness before approaching her.
"You eat meat. You kill animals. They kill smaller animals. They kill insects. They kill plants. It's called a food chain Elena. What you're struggling with is the realisation that contrary to what you've been taught, humans aren't at the top of it." Her face flushes in anger and she tries to rebuke him but has no comebacks to scream at him so remains silent. Finally she appeals softly to him,
"I thought you were getting better. I thought… you had your humanity on; that you weren't going to hurt anyone anymore. That you were going to try to be good." She reaches out a hand to brush his cheek but he pulls away resentfully.
"I'm sick of your games Elena. I'm a vampire. It's about time that I remembered that fact." Damon turns to grin at his brother and Caroline.
"We've already got an eternity in hell destined for us. What is there left to lose?"
His brother takes a step back towards the other two women while casting Damon an apologetic glance. Damon shrugs, he has all the time in the world to make up with his brother and he might as well wait until those two are dead.
Stefan will be much more flexible then.
Caroline, on the other hand, stands up to face him. He grins and reaches out a hand to her.
"What do you day Barbie? You can stay here, deny your nature and drink bunny blood as you watch your friends and family grow old and die. Or you can come with me and you can live for once." She pauses before whispering so softly that only he, and perhaps Stefan, can hear.
"We never flip the switch," she meets his eyes firmly, "We do what we want but we never turn it off. Promise me." Her voice is strong and clear despite its soft whisper and he grins at her tenacity. He nods solemnly and his smile is mocking but when he replies,
"I promise," his voice is sincere and she believes it with all her heart. She takes his hand and they turn away from the other three.
"What are you doing?" Elena calls out in frustration. It's Caroline who replies,
"There is very little chance of any salvation for us. We're just going to ensure that there's absolutely no chance at all." She smirks at Damon and he's startled for a moment but recovers quickly throwing a snide,
"Goodbye brother," over his shoulder.
And then they're gone.
I think I may continue you this rather than leaving it as a oneshot. Thoughts?