Elena's P.O.V.

She should be glad, she knew she should. She'd gotten Stefan back and Damon had regained his memory. Elena shook her head as she fought back an onslaught of memories connected to Damon. It was useless to deny the fact that she really missed him. If it hadn't been for him, she never would have gotten Stefan back and Shinichi would have complete control of the town. Not to mention, she also had this awful feeling, like something terrible was about to happen.

"Are you all right, Elena?" She heard Stefan ask.

"It's nothing." She replied hastily.

"Are you sure?" He pressed on.

"Really, I'm fine." Elena turned back to the window. It was extremely dark. She could hardly see the trees. She let her mind drift to the others. She wondered how Matt was doing. He'd been acting awfully strange lately. Maybe it was just stress. Just a few days ago he'd had to deal with Caroline, and the police. It seemed strange to Elena that she should be so nervous. Everything had been relatively peaceful, calm. However, her intuition told her that things were not at all as they seemed. Something was going to happen soon.

Damon's P.O.V.

Damon's eyes snapped open. Something was near. It was rustling the bushes not far from where he sat in the tree. He scanned the area; nothing. Maybe I imagined it. He thought to himself. Just as he was beginning to relax, he heard it again. It was right behind him. He spun around to see an enormous circular mouth filled with dozens of rows of razor-sharp teeth. Then, he blacked out. Damon awakened groggily. Everything ached. Did I get hit by a train, or what?

"No." A voice sounded in his head. He was instantly reminded of what happened not too long ago with Shinichi and Misao.

"Shinichi? What the hell are you doing here?" He asked telepathically.

"Shinichi is not here." It answered.

"Misao?" He asked, raising his eyebrows.

"Misao is not here either."

"Who are you then?" Damon was getting a little annoyed. There was a long pause.

"Not who, what."

"Okay, then, what are you?" He asked. Now he was really annoyed.

"I am malach." It answered broadly.

"Yeah, I figured that much." Damon added, getting more annoyed by the second. Without warning, who or whatever it was forced an image

into his brain. It was the thing he'd seen last night. It was the same creature as the one that had possessed him before, but much larger. It

was also very dark in color, and, very much unlike all the other malach Damon had seen before, it had large horns and ruby-red eyes. Oh great.

Another one. The last time he'd had one of those things in him, it'd been hell for everyone around him, especially Elena. But, he'd made up for

the things he'd done to her by finding Stefan, though he hadn't gotten a single 'thank you' or any other expression of gratitude.

"I'm quite enjoying myself already." The voice sounded in his head again.

"Am I really supposed to believe that some mindless insect is

talking to me?" Damon asked aloud. "I mean, there has to be someone controlling you." He added.

"No one controls me. I am the most powerful of the malach. The other malach you've seen were 'cloned' from me by Shinichi and Misao."

"Cloned?" Damon asked, intrigued.

"Yes, although the clones are stupid and powerless compared to me." The malach added. Damon wasn't really paying attention,though. He was thinking of going to Elena so she could dispose of his new 'neighbor.' Unexpectedly, his 'neighbor' started laughing in his head. "She wouldn't be able to strip me out like she did the last one. I'm much too powerful." It boasted.

"Why are you so sure?"

"Because," It began, "I've had someone like her try to take me out of someone before, and they'd had a lot of practice with that sort of thing. They couldn't. I got tired of my host complaining, though, so I came out myself. I don't know why he was complaining so much, though. All I ever did was talk to him. It's not like I had him do strange things like Shinichi and Misao do to some people." Well, I've had my daily dose of weird for certain. Damon thought to himself.

"My name is Malo. Oh, and don't worry, I won't make you do strange stuff like they did. I'm not like that. You won't even know I'm here." Damon yawned and did his best to block Malo out. He'd really be doing me a favor if he'd just shut the hell up! He thought angrily.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm keeping you up aren't I?" Malo asked. "I'll be quiet now."

"Oh, sweet silence! How I missed you!" Damon said aloud. He was asleep again within minutes.

Stefan's P.O.V.

Something was wrong. He could sense it. Elena was acting out of sorts lately, ever since everyone had returned home and went their seperate ways. Why was she lying to him? It didn't make sense. It was just a gut feeling, but he thought that it may have had something to do with Damon. "Damon." He whispered sinisterly. It was Damon's fault he had been locked in that jail and tortured for half a year. Not to mention all of the horrible things he'd done in the past. Stefan though deeply as he trekked through the forest. Suddenly, something went off in Stefan's brain. He stopped to think for a minute. Then, with a smile slowly spreading across his face, he headed toward civilization.

I know right now you're probably thinking "Aaah! Stefan's turned Psycho!" But

he's just really angry at Damon. Please R&R, I'll put the second chapter up soon!