Chapter 3 Branded

A/N So did you see the way Damon looked at the ring with the Salvatore crest? It was like disgust and yeah it could be that it was Stefan's ring, but we all know Damon loves his Stefano so it could be another family member. Anyway a plot bunny got my attention what of Damon's sick and twisted father had branded him with the family crest, needless to say this is what became of that plot bunny.

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"Oh Damon," the Doctor sang, his plaything was in its cell and he wanted to do something with fire today he had seen a documentary yesterday about cattle wrestlers and how they could never get rid of the burn.

He stopped in front of the cell and looked to the left of Damon's cell now vacant one of the researchers's had been too enthusiastic and accidentally killed the subject. A vervain dart would not cut it when it came to the subject and 32859 had died it's second death yesterday.

"I have this request today," the doctor knew that it was not a request he wondered if his subject knew it was not a request. "I saw something on the National Graphic chanal last night it had to do with branding," the vampire stirred in the cell.

"Stop right there I already have a brand." Damon chuckled darkly last nigh he had turned off his humanity.

The girl in the cell next to him had died and the man who was across from him had been screaming all night his limbs gone and were slowly coming back. The man was asleep now but the cell next to him held no Snapdragon as the newbie had been called by him, he had a thing for flowers. She had been sweet and told him of how she had been a dying woman until a nice older woman had taken pity on her in the hospital and given her blood less than 24 hours later she had died on her way home from the hospital. She had called him Ocean because of his eyes and because she came from a sea port town, they would get mad if used the name given to you at birth.

Her red hair was no longer there and the man had screamed all night long. It had reminded him of war, he was in despair. He had lost it and the last thing he did before even letting go of his sanity was to flip the switch. It was 1955 his second year here and he was not human anymore.

"Oh you do, do you? I doubt that considering you have flawless skin I should know I cataloged it when you got here." The Doctor smiled Damon was interesting today he had been trying to make a joke now.

"Oh no I had one," Damon stood up unafraid to roam through his memories and removed his shirt simple shirt that was provided.

The muscles that had been preserved from wartime and being fed after a month of home cooked meals were put on display. He pointed to his right shoulder where there no longer was the family crest.

"Right here my father had me held down one day because I had disgraced the name Salvatore. He wanted me to remember but when I turned into a vampire it left me." Damon smiled and approached the bars.

"Oh so are you telling me any imperfections you had are gone now," the doctor was excited this was something to add to the Augustine notes.

"If you considered a brand an imperfection and my muscles that have stayed this way all my undead life not then yeah the vampire curse does that cure imperfections," Damon leaned on the bars of his cells his hands through the slit for his meal of a blood cup. They had starved him early on until they figured that a cup was all he needed to function but not get any of his powers except healing.

"I do, oh this makes me so happy 21051," the doctor smiled his sadist smile and walked back through the door that would lead to the lab he came back 3 minutes later with a gurney and some research assistants.

"Still want to have your fun I see Doc Frankenstein," Damon rolled his eyes and lifted a hand from the slot and felt the familiar sting of vervain.

It made his eyes blur they had tampered with it making him dizzy and his eye swam. The room blurred and he fell backward. He didn't care anymore it was just vervain exploding his veins only to heal and pass it along reaching his heart and brain. He could feel himself being lifted up, being wheeled into the holding area. He feels the prick and doesn't care this is easy now.

He just goes along with it, he remembers being branded when he was 11 the anniversary of his mother's death by merely a month. He felt the sting and the relief in some part which he now knows as the nerves being dead in the third degree places. He remembers the smell as well the way it stung his nostrils and the way it stayed with him for what felt like months while it healed on him.

That's what it felt like something was on him, a parasite, foreign from his skin and yet when he turned. The brand something that he had despised had gone away erased from his life all that suffering left him it had been freeing at the time. His eyes had hurt from the sun and yet he found himself staring on very white perfect skin so pale and hungry. He had sat at the lakes edge thinking on it until Stefan had come up behind him on the lakes edge.

It was strange he could go through thoughts and not feel emotions instead he could just be there like a sociopath. Maybe it was psychopath one of them had lead him on this path. He looked up with his bleary vision to see Doc Frankenstein turning on a blowtorch.

When had they gotten to the lab? Better question what was he going to do with that blow torch? As if on cue the doctor smiled and took a piece of medal in clamps heating it in the acetylene fire. Oh right the whole I watched a documentary on branding and now I want to try it out mind if I borrow your flesh bit earlier.

Damon rolled his eyes and let the good doctor continue with his fun. He would not have a choice in this.

"Do you mind me asking Doc what got you into burning does it have some deep seated fantasy with your mother I met Freud once you know." Damon laughed and looked at the fire.

"Oh no it has to do with my wife see I came home one day and saw a woman standing over her blood dripping out of her mouth and a knife sticking out of her arm," the doctor only chuckled and turned off the torch placing it back on its holder.

"So the wife was a closeted homosexual in this day and age that is bad was it her fantasy to be normal, let me tell you aaaahhh son of…let me tell you a secret when they ask that can you to haaaggghhhvvvvvvv a fantasy of a three way with a women that is a clue." Damon felt the metal being brought closer to his abdomen.

HE had already gone through it twice a third was going to hurt apparently he wanted a triangle. This one was mild like he just wanted to irritate his skin. He felt the nerve exploding on the second burn, when he looked it was black turning to red. The skin was flaking off of him he could see it doing the same on his other part of the burns.

"Subject 21051 appears to be able to heal from all three burn types. Severe is healing with in the last of the 5 minutes while the second has already gone within 3 and first degree burn did not start.

"Daylight burn or sunburn is a no-no for me," Damon sang through teeth he looked down at his flesh almost fascinated. It was interesting to watch with morbid curiosity to see one self being repaired.

"Ah yes the daylight charm yours being in the form of a ring 21051 we have found that it is your family crest in the middle a spell put on it to keep you in daylight." The doctor turned from his notes on his legal pad and smiled that was creepy the doctor smiled too much.

"Oh yeah I wonder how the Bennett's are they just seem so…balance like a trapeze act that family," Damon grinned and then it disappeared when he saw the doctor retake the torch in his hand.

"I think I like today maybe we should start everyday with a burn?" the doctor proposed he couldn't really it wouldn't be an advance to science.

"You don't really stop do you?" Damon asked devoid of any emotion fake smile gone sitting upright on the table his hands and leg restrained heating metal and seared flesh hung in the air.

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A/N there that was burns ask me if you want to see it. I have many ideas from those small flashes I think next I should tackle that flash about something being taken out of Damon. I also think I should explain the color of it like maybe he was filmed in 1950 black and white even though they had color. Anway Request what you want and tell me what you think so far?