This is dedicated to my obsession with vampire diaries =)

I've always wanted a character like Damon in my stories. So what's better than taking his story and changing it a bit rather than inducing one? :P

Enjoy. :P

You're not easy to love.

Somewhere in the darkness a dark, stoic, emotionless and scary man was worried. Worried about his family for a change. The one he had left behind many years ago.

He wouldn't have even thought of home if he didn't know that a certain threat was in the air.

He still wouldn't have cared but a certain black haired girl, the girl of his dreams to be precise was somewhere near that area. He had looked for her everywhere, following useless lead after lead. But he never lost hope, never lost motivation, never lost the passion to find the girl who stole his heart away many years ago.

One hundred and forty seven years- One hundred and forty seven years away from home. He had been away from a family, from a life and most importantly, from love. He looked around and found nothing that he was familiar with except a few buildings. 'Was this what I had planned for myself? Was I supposed to feel like this after all the hardships I went through to get here? I could never really find out, but I knew… I knew that I wanted to go home..' Were his thoughts.

He had packed 147 years of his hard work into a suitcase and decided it was time. Time, to amend his mistakes, time to take care of what he had always tried to avoid, time to apologize to the people he had hurt the most..

'Was this where I had planned my journey to end?' he thought sarcastically.

Yes, after a long and painful journey, he was coming home..

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I opened the familiar big door at the entrance of his huge house.

"Why are you here?" said a very unfriendly yet familiar voice.

I smirked "Hello to you to brother."

"What are you doing here?"

I looked around with a mocking expression "Last time I checked this was my house and you my friend should be a little more welcoming."

"That was a hundred and forty seven years ago. Before you left." He said ignoring the last line.

"Ooo someone has a good memory." I joked.

"Why are you here?" He repeated more angrily.

"Because." I huffed. "I love to make your life miserable Stephan." With a straight face I added "Never forget that."

And with that I simply turned around making my way to my old room.

That man knew that his little brother Stephan had little idea of why he was hated but he didn't know all of it.

"You can't." Stephan stated.

I turned slightly and with a sarcastic voice said "Why is that brother?"

"I'm finally starting a new life and I don't want you to ruin it!"

"What makes you think I care? Thanks for the tip though." I smirked. "That's exactly what I'll be doing"

"Damon, I won't let you do this to me again!"

"Why don't you try to stop me?" I smirked again sarcastically. "With that diet you have you will never be able to even get a scratch on me-"

Before he could finish what he had to say Stephan attacked Damon to prove his brother wrong.

After a bit of struggle and a few broken things here and there lying idle on the floor, Damon had Stephan exactly where he wanted.

Propped up against the wall.

"See, I am stronger than you brother. Since we have established that don't ever try that again or I will kill you and I'm pretty sure that you and I both know I'm capable of that." Said Damon with a serious face yet a smirk playing in the end of his perfect lips.

Letting Stephan fall to the ground he finally smirked and said "Ah, so where was I?"

Damon picked his stuff off the floor, rubbed his shoulder as if taking invisible dust off of his shirt.

Right as he turned towards his room yet again he heard another voice "what's going on?"

"Uncle Marty! What a pleasant surprise." He said in a bored manner to the old man.

"I wish I could say the same" said that human in a surprised voice.

"You look… old" Damon said with a raised eyebrow as that far off descendant of the Salvatore family glared at him.

"And you look-"

"Dashing? Charming? Handsome?" Damon said suggestively interrupting him.

His wordless uncle just stood there still recovering from the shock that Damon was back and making his way to his room.

It's a different style of writing that I'm trying to pull off.

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