Chapter 3

The woods rushed by Damon as he blurred past them and desperately tried to find his brother. His stomach was turning and his palms were sweating. He couldn't feel anything at the moment except vengeance. He wanted to hear Klaus scream in agony as he ripped him apart, piece by piece. He wanted to feel Klaus's blood on his hands as his life ebbed away from him. He wanted that monster to pay for what he did to his wife and daughter. Katherine, he could never forgive himself for what he did to her, and now he can never make it right because she's dead, along with his daughter. He didn't know how it came to this. They were just a loving family who cared for their daughter; Damon could have never imagined this would happen.

Tiny flickers of memories surfaced in Damon's mind, all happy ones. There wasn't a day in his life with Katherine and Lilly where he wasn't happy. If they had a disagreement, then they would work it out. They never had major fights with each other until a few days ago where everything was changed. He killed his wife out of betrayal only to find that Klaus planned this all out. Now his daughter is dead too. He could never forgive himself. Because of his actions, he lost his family.

The ray from the shimmering glow from the moon light up the darkness of the woods, making the healthy green leaves glow and lighting up the area. Trees were lined up on two sides, creating a little pathway for Damon to walk on. Dry leaves crackled and crunched under his feet, making soft noise as he walked. Crickets chirped lightly in the background and the lighting bugs lit up the trees, creating an almost Chirstmas-like feel to the darken woods.

Damon came to the end of the pathway and started on another, eyes and ears alert and ready incase he were to be ambushed. In a little clearing not far from where he was standing, he spotted a dark figure hunched over and appeared to be eating on something. Damon examined it closer and it appeared to be a squirrel. Damon shook his head. There was only one idiot he knew who fed on animals. "Stefan, I need your help."

Stefan turned around and dropped the dead animal to the ground. Damon had never been the type to ask for help. Something must be seriously wrong. "What is it Damon?"

Stefan listened as Damon explained everything, starting from where his daughter and her husband were attacked, to where he killed Katherine out of anger and Lilly was murdered by Klaus. Stefan watched in complete shock as crystalline tears fell from the arrogant vampire's eyes. "They're both dead. And it's my fault."

Stefan put a comforting hand on his brother's shoulders. "It's going to be ok Damon. You'll see them again. I'm going to help you destroy Klaus. He won't touch another innocent soul."

Damon shook his head. "You don't know that."

"Well, I do know that we're going to find a way to take him down." Stefan stood up and looked out into the calm scenery of the night. "We mustn't waste anymore time."

"You're right. We mustn't."

"Where did you last see him at?"

Damon breathed out angrily. "Last time I saw him was in the woods."

The blend of green was everywhere. It was like a tornado caught them in a whirlwind and wouldn't let go. Damon's piercing blue eyes scanned every tree, every hiding spot for Klaus as he and Stefan tore through the woods. Stefan halted suddenly, surprising Damon. He turned back around and glared. "Well, are you coming?"

Stefan shook his head. "It's no use Damon. We can't find him by running through the woods like this."

Damon stood there for a second, contemplating his brother's answer. He didn't want to waste anymore time looking for Klaus in a place he might not be in but what other choice did they have? They had to keep searching until they found him. "Stefan we can't stop looking."

Stefan put his hand up to silence Damon. "Listen Damon, I know you're worried that Klaus might strike again but we can't just continue this fruitless searching. We have to be fruitful and think about this."

Damon sighed heavily, knowing his brother was right. They couldn't just bilndly dive into this, hoping that they will find him without having a clue as to where to start first. "You're right Stefan. We should wait until we either find a lead or until he makes his next move."

"Ok." replied Stefan, staring out into the eerie night.

Damon sighed as he stuffed his hands into his pockets, looking around awkwardly. Klaus was out there, waiting for the perfect time to pounce and rip away another loved one from Damon. He wasn't going to give Klaus that chance again.

Stefan started walking into the small pathway, followed closely by Damon. They continued to walk through the thickening trees until a laugh could be heard far into the trees. Damon's nostrils flared, knowing whose laugh that belonged to. Stefan tensed, waiting for Klaus to make his first move. When he didn't, Damon raced into the shadowed trees, ignoring Stefan as he called to him, begging him to stay put and that it could be a trap. Damon didn't listen though; he was too fueled by his rage and anger to think straight. All he wanted was Klaus lying by his feet, dead. "Klaus I know you're out there! Answer me!" The taunting laugh just made Damon madder as he ripped through the trees, bits of leaves and dirt flying up around him.

Stefan wasn't too far behind from his brother. He finally caught up with Damon and grabbed him by the shoulder and spun him around. "Do you really think that this is going to help Katherine and Lilly? By racing towards Klaus blinded by your rage and thirst for revenge? It's just going to get you killed!"

Damon glared daggers at Stefan, feeling his face change as his anger grew to dangerous levels. "The only thing that matters is killing that monster that ripped my family away! I'm going to kill him and there's nothing you can do to stop me!"

Stefan looked into the pool of anger in Damon's eyes. He could tell that right now Damon wasn't the most reasonable person at the moment. He sighed as he let his brother go, fretting what was going to happen. Damon cast one look at Stefan before bolting into the darkness of the trees.

The wind around him howled and flew into an angry storm as Damon raced along the wet, soggy ground and followed the maniacal laughter of Klaus. "You'll never find me Damon."

Damon growled at the sound of his husky voice. "Where are you, you coward!"

Klaus laughed enjoyingly. "I'm everywhere Damon. You won't find me until I have killed everyone you cared about. Then after that you still won't find me because you'll be dead!"

The stinging laughter rang in Damon's ears as the presence of Klaus slowly faded away. Damon slammed his fists on the ground, cursing and swearing to himself. Stefan slowly walked up to Damon, seeing that his brother appeared to be fine except for the dark anger and thirst for revenge that ran through his heart, poisoning it with malice and hatred. "Damon."

Damon turned to Stefan, face transformed and dripping white fangs were shown through the darkness. "What do you want?"

"I promise you no one else is going to get hurt."

Damon sighed, putting his head into his hands. "We need to kill him Stefan. Or else alot more people will die."

Stefan nodded. "I know that, but we just have to wait until the time is right."

Damon glared, standing up. "And how will we know Stefan? Huh? How will we know when the time is right?"

Stefan sighed. "We have to wait for him to attempt to kill another person."

Damon stared at Stefan in wide-eyed shock but knew he was right. There was no way they were going to catch him if they kept playing cat and mouse. "What do you propose we do about it then?"

"I don't know." replied Stefan, staring impassively at the ground. He suddenly looked up at Damon. "Let's go back to the house for now. I bet Tyler is worried."

Damon nodded glumly, standing up and flashing through the trees at breathtaking speed with Stefan hot on his heels.

They soon arrived at the boarding house and walked inside, seeing Tyler lying on the couch and looking bored out of his mind. Tyler's head rose at the sound of their entrance and leaped off the couch. "So, any luck?"

Damon and Stefan both shook their heads. "We found him by his voice but he got away. We didn't even see him."

Tyler glared icily before returning to his spot on the couch. "So what are we supposed to do? Just let him run loose and risk the chance of him coming after my kids and I? No way am I letting that happening!"

Stefan put a comforting hand on Tyler's shoulder. "We won't let that happen. We're going to catch him before he can do that."

"But how are you going to do that?"

Damon shook his head. "So far he managed to evade every encounter we've had with him so far. There has to be a way to trap him."

Stefan completely agreed with Damon. "We just have to figure out what that trap might be."

Tyler jumped up with a renewed sense of hope, a twinkle in his eye that Damon and Stefan had never seen before. A tiny little flame of revenge festered in his eyes, slowly growing bigger with each passing second. "I want to kill him. I want to maul his body into little pieces and make sure that there isn't a disgusting trace of him left!"

Damon nodded firmly. "I am totally with you." He turned to Stefan who had suddenly become quiet. "Hey Stefan, what's wrong?"

Stefan turned to Damon, eyes wide like he had just seen a ghost and fists clenched so tightly dark carmine ran down his granite skin. His face was controlled in absolute vehemence and his oak green eyes looked like they were sent into some sort of a frenzy. "Stef-"

"He killed her."

Damon stared at Stefan, dumfounded. "What are you talking about?"

Stefan's usually pleasant, flowing river of dark green emaralds exploded into a raging ball of blazing fire. "Klaus killed Elena!"

A/N: Bet you're wondering how Stefan knows this. Well, in order to find out review!