Chapter two

Damon

Damon felt his jealousy cause his temper to flare up at his younger Saint of a Brother.

Seeing how Stefan held Elena while she cried into his arms had made Damon drop the bomb harder than he had originally intended to.

"Don't 'Damon' me Boy. You ought to be grateful you're alive, fool. And whatever possessed you to become human?" Damon let the hatred flow into his voice as he aimed it at the brother he loathed holding the girl he loved.

Elena had looked up at Damon with pleading eyes, begging him to leave and let her explain. But did Damon want to give her that satisfaction? Now that Saint Stefan was human, nothing was standing in the way of their love, their ability to live life and grow old together.

'Don't get me wrong' Damon thought 'You wouldn't catch me turning Human for her.' But a sneaky feeling in his stomach made him think that whatever Elena asked with those

Eyes, he would do it with little resistance.

'Damon, please let me handle this. It's none of your business.' Elena begged sending a flow of telepathy using her Power.

Damon flashed a one-hundred kilowatt smile. Now that Stefan was human, Damon could communicate with Elena telepathically and the boy would never know.

"I did it for her..." Stefan's voice muttered "now get out" he finished.

Damon felt his anger rise again and he began to snarl, ready to pounce on Stefan and tear him apart.

'Damon. You can't do that anymore, the slightest punch from you could kill him. Now please, go' Elena pleaded.

'Fine. I'll leave you and your pet in peace. But don't let him tempt me; I might accidentally shred him to pieces on an evening out' Damon gave Elena his sly smile as she sent a wave of power toward him, pushing him out of the room before slamming the door shut with its force.

After leaving the boarding house in a terrible mood, Damon needed some fun. He thought of the pick of the girls he had. But he had to be careful; most of the females in Fell's church were possessed by a Kitsune female, Misao.

He scanned his brain for all the fun he could get...when he noticed some sign of distress.

Now Damon wasn't Superman, he didn't go around rescuing damsels in distress; in fact, he was usually the one causing the Damsel distress. So his next actions were totally out of his character and he could only put it down to boredom and his need to hurt something to get rid of his bad mood.

He gracefully but quickly headed toward the source of the upset, turning the corner and leading him to the Old woods. He stopped.

'Is it a trap? Was this Misao and Shinichi's idea to condemn him to life in one of their pathetic snow globes?" Damon smiled at the thought of a fight with two Kitsune; a perfect way to release his anger. But should he stay away from this wood and leave the poor kid who was stuck in there with them, after all Damon would never risk his own skin for that of any human... 'Except one' he thought. But he refused to think of Elena.

Eventually, his need for a danger high won out and Damon headed into the woods without another thought, he heard distant screams.

"Playtime" He said to himself as he charged off toward his prey.

He reached a clearing and his game turned out to be something much more serious.

There were no Kitsune to fight. Instead there was only a girl afraid and very alone.

'Bonnie' Damon thought as he regarded the red hair and the clothes on the female.

She lay on the floor twisted and shrieking. Her eyes were open wide, but Damon knew this. He had seen her in a trance before. She rolled around and screamed more.

"Death will claim thee. Death will claim thee...Elena, Death will claim thee."

And then suddenly her eyes came too and she began to cry. Tears fell from her face and Damon watched in awkwardness, wondering if he should help her or run straight to Elena in warning. The words rung in his head, 'Elena, Death will claim thee'.

'No.' Damon thought. 'Never would Elena suffer'. Damon would make certain that nothing harmed his Princess of Darkness again.

But the next words out of the petrified Bonnie's mouth made Damon choose to save her.

For the girl was fast losing consciousness, but she kept whispering a name, over and over and Damon was certain that the only name she would be saying would only be Elena's out of sheer worry. Damon increased his Power, sending it to his ears and listening hard.

"Damon...Damon...da-" Bonnie cried for Him and then she passed out.

Bonnie had been afraid and she had called for Him and only Him.

Damon felt a surge of surprise.

'Do you like Bonnie?' a voice in his head chimed.

'Yes. She's always been something more than just...Bonnie.' Damon thought to himself.

'But could you feel for her what you feel for Elena?' Damon's conscience questioned.

'No. No one compares to Elena.' Damon answered himself.

'But Elena's already made her choice Damon. What's wrong with the next best thing?' The voice queried again, causing Damon to think deeply.

He shrugged the thoughts from his mind, an issue for a later date. Instead he ran to Bonnie and scooped her up in his arms with ease.

He sped through the air, practically flying. It was like holding a fragile flower whilst trying to win a sprinting race. Damon slowed down a little, afraid that he might hurt Bonnie. He ran to the boarding house and straight up the stairs without needing to knock.

He stopped outside the door.

"Elena. I have Bonnie, I found her in the woods in a trance and she passed out. Can I come in?" Damon sighed. Usually it wasn't in his nature to ask, but he wanted to be on Elena's good side when he went in. He needed her to believe there was something wrong and she would only do that if he acted deadly serious.

He waited for what felt like hours. Clutching Bonnie and not daring to loosen his grip even a little.

The door opened and Elena and Stefan stood looking out. Elena looked worried; she clearly understood that Damon meant what he said. Stefan however just stared at him shocked.

Damon walked past Stefan, ignoring the look and reluctantly placed Bonnie on the bed.

"Since when do you knock?" Stefan asked as Damon went to stand by the window.

"Since when do you care? And speaking of when, when did you last have a bath? Jesus Stefan you stink." Damon looked at his brother.

"What are you talking about Damon, I don't smell of anything."

"Wrong little brother. You stink like a weak human."

"GET OUT." Stefan scowled.

Damon flashed his kilowatt smile and remained where he was, stealing looks at Bonnie and at Elena, who was dabbing a wet cloth on her head.