Call the Charmed Ones
Chapter 1
"Elena, we need to talk." Stefan told Elena as they walked through the Old Wood near the Boarding House. "You know my love for you is stronger than anything in this world…" his voice trailed off mid-sentence.
It had been a month since Stefan had arrived at Fell's Church, and even less time since they had first admitted their love to each other, and since Elena discovered Stefan's darkest secret. He was hundreds of years old, a vampire. It had been barely two weeks since that night, and it had been a rollercoaster of events. On that night, they had shared blood for the first time, and Stefan had sworn that one day he would turn Elena into a vampire like him.
However, the day after, Stefan had gone missing. His brother, Damon, also a vampire, had attacked Stefan and left him to die in an old church, buried from an earthquake.
Damon.
"If this is about Damon, I don't want to hear it." Elena stated, looking straight ahead. Damon wanted vengeance for Stefan killing their girlfriend, Katherine, the vampire who made them into creatures of darkness, but had died so that they would live as vampires, together in peace.
And now, Damon wanted Elena to be with him instead of Stefan. A few times in the last weeks, Damon had not only drunk Elena's blood, but forced her to keep it a secret from Stefan.
"I'm sorry, Elena, but I can't let Damon hurt you because of me." Stefan stopped walking. "I wouldn't be able to live with myself if you were killed or worse… I love you forever…"
"Please, Stefan, what are you saying?" Elena looked into his eyes, her own eyes, and heart, full with fear.
"I'll do anything to stop Damon from hurting you."
Abruptly, the sound of a cawing crow made Stefan and Elena to look up. A big, black crow flew above their heads, and landed on the ground in front of them. It suddenly grew in size, and changed shape. Within seconds, a tall person with dark brown and almost-black eyes stood in front of them. He was incredibly pale and amazingly gorgeous, dressed in black from head to toe. He had black jeans, a black jumper, black shoes and a black, soft leather jacket.
Damon!
"Hello, little brother." he stated. In his eyes, Elena could see amusement in his dark eyes as he looked upon them. Stefan moved in front of her as if to protect her from his brother.
"What are you doing here, Damon?" Stefan asked.
"It might surprise you, but I've came here to see you," he smirked.
"We all know that's a lie," Elena spoke, her voice staying calm, but rising in volume. "So why don't you find some helpless girl to feed off?"
Damon smiled at this, and made direct eye contact with Elena.
"Why would I want to do that when your blood is so much tastier?"
Elena rolled her eyes, and turned to Stefan.
"Let's go." She whispered, urging him to leave.
"Okay, you just go. I only wanted to say good-bye." Damon said, his expression implacable but somewhat calm.
"You're leaving." Elena turned to Damon, half in surprise, half in hopefulness. Here I thought you wouldn't want to leave.
"No… ask my brother." he replied, before transforming back into a crow and flying away.
"What?" Elena turned to Stefan, but noticing his blank expression, she fell silent.
"We'd better get you home. It's late." Stefan hugged Elena close to him as they walked back through the Old Wood, back to his car.