CHAPTER 2:
"The Original Senate?" I say, blinking as I stare at Damon
"They're the most powerful vampires in the world," he says.
"Wait, I thought that this Pureblood Coven was the strongest," I shake my head, frowning as I try to understand. He had said that Purebloods were the most powerful vampires. Didn't he?
Damon shakes his head "They're a very powerful group, yes, but they're nothing compared to the Original Senate. They're the oldest vampires in the world, therefore the strongest." he explains.
"How old?" I ask.
"Around a thousand years." He sighs. "They were the first vampires ever created."
"Oh, my god," I say. "And they're-they're coming after me?" I ask, my voice cracking.
"We think so," Damon nods sadly, and I shake my head.
"No, no, no-" I gasp. No. I don't want to be taken into some Coven of vampires. I don't want to be taken by anyone.
"Elena, we won't let them take you, I promise," Damon's hand rests on my knee, and I look up into his eyes.
"Why do they want me?" I ask, suddenly realizing something. "If the Original Senate are the oldest and most powerful vampires in the world, then what would they want with me?"
"We don't know for sure, but we think it's Power." he says.
"Maybe strength is in numbers," Stefan says suddenly, and I nearly forgot that he and Caroline were in the room.
"Wait, you said you hunted Purebloods, as in plural." I say suddenly, shifting in my seat. "Where are the others that you've found? Surely, I'm not the first, seeing as you're all so up to date on the textbook knowledge of them,"
"We've turned them in," Damon says. "It's our job to do so, but since you've arrived, we've reevaluated our occupation."
"So I'm not the only Pureblood wanted by the Original Senate," I conclude. Why are they seeming to build some sort of army of Purebloods? Something seems off. Why would the worlds strongest vampires want more strength?
"No, it's every Pureblood that we find," he says softly.
"And why didn't you turn me in?" I ask, remembering the fact that I'm sitting in Damon's house, and not in some mansion lair off in Timbuktu.
"I told you, there's something about you and I couldn't just hand you in," he says.
"What, because I look like Katherine?" I snap, memories of her reappearing inside my head.
"And the elephant in the room lets out a mighty roar," Stefan deadpans. Damon's anger flames as he turns to face Stefan.
"Sorry," he shrugs. "I'll just go,"
I watch as Stefan walks up the stairs. Caroline slowly follows behind him, and I"m suddenly afraid to be left alone with Damon. This discussion could turn either way.
"Damon-"
"I have no idea why you look like Katherine, Elena," Damon sighs as he runs a hand through his raven hair. "And I know that you think that thats a major reason why I couldn't harm you, but I'm telling you this truth, Elena," Damon leans in and his face is inches from mine.
"I love you, and only you. Not because you look like Katherine," he shakes his head. "But because you're such a pure and beautiful soul, and I don't deserve it in the least."
That's it.
I crash my lips onto Damon's and his reflexes are the only thing that doesn't make him completely surprised by my move. His hands grip my waist tightly, and I moan into his mouth.
"I know," I whisper against his lips. "I know that you love me,"
Damon's hands stop in their tracks as he pulls away from me. When I open my eyes, his are boring into mine, shock leaking from them.
"You do?" he breathes.
I nod. "I heard you last night," I smile shyly.
No more words are exchanged as Damon rams me into the brick wall of the fireplace. His mouth is all over my body, my neck, my face, my chest, my mouth. Damon's hands roam my body, exploring familiar places that he's come to know.
Suddenly, I'm overwhelmed with the scent of one thing.
Blood.
I feel my fangs retracting, and Damon pulls away from me. He nods.
"We need to get you some blood," he smirks.
It's nearly eight o' clock at night. Damon's beside me in the forest, and I'm running my feet off. I've never felt so free. I feel as if my entire life, I've lived as a caged animal in a tiny box. Only now, I've found the seal and I've bursted through it, mighty and powerful.
Maybe this won't be so bad.
As I gain speed, I watch as trees become blurs of fuzz in the corners of my eyes. The smoky shadows of the nightfall are the smoke screen for my escape as I turn sharply and sprint off. Deciding to have some fun, I hastily climb up a tree, attempting to hide from him.
Damn, this is so exhilarating. I feel as if I'm on top of the world.
My whole adrenaline rush has skyrocketed.
"Elena,"
I glance down from fifteen feed above the ground. Damon's head is just a speck of black, surrounded by the cocoa-colored ground and the lush green trees.
I suddenly lunge, and I land on top of him, pinning him to the ground. I bare my fangs at him. Damon's eyes widen for a moment as he's not yet aware of who attacked him. When our eyes lock, he smiles in recognition.
"Damn, you're strong," he chuckles as his thumb brushes over my cheek.
"Well, I am a Pureblood," I smirk.
"Yes, you are," He says, and I stand up in a flash as the sound of people floats around the atmosphere.
"...It wasn't that good, Darren."
"Come on, you loved it, admit it, Mandy."
Humans.
"Let's go have a snack," Damon's lips curl into a smirk.
"Damon, I can't kill anyone," I say with warning. He wouldn't hesitate to, but I can't watch innocent people be murdered. Even if, by natures' definition, I am the murderer.
"Alright," he sighs. "Let's go."
Damon and I approach the couple from behind. They're coming from the movie theatre, and I suddenly feel guilty about harming them.
"Maybe this isn't such a good idea," I say, my stomach growing with wariness.
"Elena, come on. You need human blood in your system. Just because you're a Pureblood doesn't mean that you can't starve to death."
"Alright," I sigh, realizing that he won't give up until I agree.
"Watch and learn, sweetheart," he smirks, and he's gone.
I watch through the bushes as Damon rushes in a blur and lays down on the concrete sidewalk. I frown. What the hell is he doing?
Suddenly, the couple spots him on the ground. They think he's dead. Suddenly, Damon races over to the woman and I can hear the cracking of her bones as Damon's fangs sink into her neck. A loud and sharp cry emerges into the air, and I hear it as if I'm right next to her. I watch as Damon holds her by her shoulders and looks at her. Suddenly, she's silent, and the man whips around, screaming in fear as he runs in the opposite direction. Damon rushes over to him and nibbles his neck, harsher than with the girl. Damon suddenly waves me over, and I rush over in a flash.
"You said you weren't going to kill them!" I say, frantic. As I look to the man and woman on the ground in agony.
"I did, and I'm not going to." He scoffs. "I compelled the girl to stay, and I was going to compel her boyfriend, but I figured that it's time for you to take a bite out of the Vampire 'How-to' guide by trying it out." he smirks. "No pun intended."
I shake my head in disbelief. These people are nearly dead, and he wants me to compel the man?
"Damon-"
"Come on, Elena," He pouts. "You need to learn sooner or later,"
Screw it. Carpe Diem, right?
"Alright," I nod, sighing. Damon smiles, and in a heartbeat, the man is on his feet, Damon's fist gripping his collar.
"Please, don't-" he whimpers, and I blink.
"Elena, don't let your emotions take over," Damon instructs.
"He's in pain, Damon-" I gasp.
"Which is why you need to compel him," Damon stresses.
"Just walk up to him, and look him straight in the eye," he says, and I slowly and hesitantly approach the man. "Now, tell him that he's not going to scream, not going to run from you. And he won't remember a thing,"
I make eye contact with the man, and I pour my eyes into his wide green eyes.
"You're not going to scream," I say softly, not dropping eye contact. The man stares hazily at me, as if lost in some spell. "You're not going to run. You won't remember a thing about what will happen, and you will go on."
Damon smirks. "Nicely done, sweetheart," He tosses the man to me, and my arms stretch out to catch him before he collapses. His blood is overwhelming me, and suddenly, I feel my fangs emerging through my gums. I hear the sound of Damon feeding from the girl, and that's my cue.
My fangs pierce into the man's neck, and I've never tasted anything so sweet. The warm and rich blood trickles down my throat, and I grip the man's head in my hands as I sink my teeth further. Vaguely, I'm aware of a thud, and suddenly, a hand is at my shoulder, ripping me away from my victim.
I whip around pin whoever was stupid enough to stop me against a brick wall to my left. I bare my fangs, and Damon's familiar face comes into view. He raises his hands in surrender.
"Easy, sweetheart. I just don't want you to kill the guy," he smirks.
"Sorry," I say as step away from him.
Damon rushes over to the couple, and I hear him compel them to leave.
As I hear the sound of their shoes clicking against the cement, Damon approaches me with a gleam in his eyes.
"Hey, you've got a little-" he says, and when I look down, his thumb is running over my bottom lip. My eyes shoot up to his instantly, and I look at him with wide eyes. Damon's eyes suddenly darken.
He takes his revenge on me as he pins me to the wall that he was just held against. Damon's lips smack onto mine, and my blood flames. I feel him pierce my neck with his fangs, and I'm lost.
"I've not had this much fun for so long," I giggle as I dance with Damon at some club in town.
"Well, you're a vampire now," he smirks. "Live a little," he shrugs.
The loud upbeat song rings in my ear as the strobe lights flicker around the dim room.
Suddenly, my phone vibrates in my pocket, and I hold a finger up to Damon, then weave my way through the crowd of people.
Once I'm outside in the front of the club, I look at my phone. "Unknown" flashes as I hold my phone, still vibrating. Deciding to answer it, I put the phone at my ear.
"Hello?" I ask, frowning as I walk around.
"You need to get out of Mystic Falls. They're coming for you."
What?
"Who is this?" I ask, my stomach blooming with nerves.
I don't get an answer as the line cuts.
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