Hybrid Camouflage

Chapter 3 - Comfort

I'm going to start this before Monday because school really puts me on a downer. Well, just the lessons really. :3 But, I felt like writing out the fighting scene too. Plus, I feel better when I update. I hate waiting on stories myself. x]

The Vampire Diaries does NOT belong to me!
But I'd love it if it did.. Because I'd make Delena happen. Oh, and I am NOT again Stelena either, but I do much prefer Delena because I think they have something special.. Also their just awesome together. Basically, Delena FTW. But that's just my opinion.. Thank you for your great reviews guys! It really inspires me to write each chapter quicker, it's good to know you like it too. So thanks for that as well!

Italics – Thoughts

Normal – Normal

Bold – Compel

Stefan moved, but Damon caught onto his back, his jaw wrapped around the fur, his fangs sinking through Stefan's flesh. Stefan barked out, turned his head and snapped into Damon's hind leg.

'You bastard..' Damon cursed, Damon reacted quickly though, and slammed his jaw down around Stefan's head, throwing him down into the ground, showing his paw down into his shoulder blade, making him lay before him. 'Your forgetting whose older, as usual.' Damon growled, holding onto Stefan's head. It seeped with blood, and Stefan was held down, unmoving. Stefan just listened, cursing as he couldn't attack back.

Damon focused on something else for a second though. Elena was probably watching him, and somehow, he had a feeling Stefan hadn't done anything reckless just in case there was a human nearby or something. 'When I let go, I swear, god help you, if you don't run off, I'll hunt you down until your at least 1000 miles away from this town. We clear?' The black wolf glared down at the wolf below him. Damon though he heard a bit of a whimper, but tossed him over from underneath his paw.

Elena watched the scene, horrified at the two dogs behaviour. Well.. She kind of guessed they were wolves by now. Was Crow fighting for territory? She shrugged, but his behind a tree, it was thick enough to hide her body from the wolves seeing her. She peered from behind the tree, the lighter wolf scrambled up onto his paws. They were both impressively larger than your usual wolves though. She watched Crow rush forward, slamming his body into the other wolfs. The lighter one finally fled.

'You better watch your back Damon. When I tell Klaus that's your keeping secrets-' Damon moved fast after Stefan spoke, and his body collided into his brothers. Stefan was shoved into the ground, rolling slightly until he finally jumped up onto his paws.

'Don't threaten me, or we wont be getting along for a VERY long time brother.'

Stefan snorted, and took off, escaping from his brother as far as he possibly could. Damon stood, watching after his brother, listening to his distant paws prodding at the ground as he used his hybrid speed to escape the town. Damon was amused, Stefan was actually getting as far away as possible. Probably to hide behind Klaus actually.

Damon stood, and found his leg was dried in blood, his wound already healed. 'Shit, she probably seen him biting me..' Damon turned to the trees were Elena hid. His breath warmed the air, showing how bitter the air was now it was dark. Damon walked over to the side of the tree, and looked up at her.

She heard him walking toward were she was, and finally stepped away from the tree. She found him looking right up at her, his head held up almost proudly. Elena let out a sigh of relief, swiftly kneeling down and embracing Crow. She was really worried, she'd admit it.. She didn't want him to get hurt in any way, shape or form. He'd been there to listen to her more than anyone this year.. He just listened, and that's what she liked.

She knelt into the muddy ground, unfathomed at the fact that her jeans were getting stained by the mud. Damon stood there, a mixture of feelings coursing through him. He hadn't been hugged in decades. Actually, since he turned Vampire.. She kept her arms around him securely. She didn't want to lose him.. Damon simply stood there. He became relaxed, and she finally pulled back, to his disappointment.

"Are you okay?" she asks, checking through his fur for any wounds. Damon simply looked away. She picked up his paw, thinking back from the fight. She noticed dried blood, but no injury. She shook her head, she must of imagined it. Their fight was really quick anyway.. She ruffled his fur, and hugged him once more. She wouldn't take him to the vet.. she had enough sense to know he was a wild animal. But they had some sort of connection, he wouldn't hurt her. She wouldn't hurt him.

She stood up, reaching her hand down, scratching his head. "Come on boy.." she walked back toward her car. Damon followed silently. He was just thinking about how warm she was, How she smelled, how she felt. How he felt..

Elena unlocked the car, and opened the back door. Damon carried on walking, unconscious of the open car in front of him. "Crow?" He blinked, and quickly leapt up into the back of the car. He shook his head. Damon wasn't having it, and climbed into the front seat, beside the drivers seat.

Elena sat in, and shut the door. She noticed the mud inside her car. "Damn.. I'm gonna have to clear my car.." she sighed, turn on the engine and set off home.

"Truthfully?" Klaus stood up furiously, staring down at the knelt Stefan.

"I wouldn't lie to you Klaus." Stefan stared at him.

"So, is he searching for her now?"

"As we speak. She's not in that town, he's gone out wide. He told me to tell you, he's not going to give up until he pleases you." Stefan lied. Even though him and his brother fought.. He'd wont deny; he's going to protect him. But if the Doppelgangers going to get him killed, Hell, he'll just kill her himself.

"Stefan. I want you to go and search that town once more. My soldiers would NOT lie. They've been compelled. Now, is your brother searching for her or not?" Klaus gritted his teeth.

Stefan answered just a quick. "He is."

"And he's not in Mystic Falls?"

"Not a trace." Stefan retorted, still kneeling.

"I hope your telling the truth."

"I am." Stefan nodded, not just to Klaus, but to himself. He was questioning himself how the hell did he get to this point; to the point of betraying Klaus with his brother. That's what it seemed like supposedly..

Damon was curled beside Elena while she slept. He really couldn't stop thinking about today's events. Seeing her face-to-face, without her even getting the slightest idea it was her 'pet'.. The pet who'd actually protect her from his brother.. He didn't know why. At first, he didn't want to protect her, maybe he's just letting his humanity back in.. He shook his black furred head, and snapped open his bright blue eyes. They seemed to aluminates the the darkness of her room. He found he wanted to protect her, he didn't understand any reason why he'd want to though..

She turned in her sleep, she was finally facing him. She seemed to quiver, he didn't know if she was cold or just having a bad dream, but he crawled thoroughly underneath her limp arm that lay on the bed away from her body. He leaned his back again her to transfer any heat he could. She slowly started to settle. Damon felt the need to stay up tonight, in case his brother decided to come and find her himself.

The next morning, Elena was woken by the sound of her window shutting. She jumped up, and noticed Crow was gone. She ran to the window, peeping out but nobody was there. She sighed, brushing her fingers through her hair. Another day of school.. He'd come back, wouldn't he? Her thought switched back to the guy she met yesterday. Would he talk to her today? She slumped back on her bed, taking her clothes that hung over the end of her bed. She hoped he would. She had too many questions flowing through her head..

He skipped through the neighbour hood, avoiding anyone's attention since that incident with the guy and the dog a few weeks ago. In fact, he stood out like a black dot in a white background. He was hard to not notice. It was worse since some of the town was still convinced that he was a target, even after he compelled the policeman. Damon arrived home, jumping through the open window of the Salvatore boarding house. He transformed back into his human form, and raced upstairs to grab some clothes and to take a shower. His attire was different today. Slightly. He wore black jeans with a dark blue dressy top, which sleeves hung to his elbows with the regular black boots. "Zach?" He called through the house. No answer.

Walking down the stairs, adjusting his sleeves, he found a note near the bourbon bottle. To Damon, I have a council meeting. There was a fire at a nearby neighbour hood yesterday, and we need to investigate it. If you know anything, tell me please. I got you a supply of blood bags from the hospital. This should stop your habit of killing people around here.. –Zach

Damon shrugged, sped down to the basement and noticed a huge white-fridge. He flipped it open, finding a stash of blood. "Smart man, Zach." He smirked, grabbing two bags and slamming it shut before speeding back upstairs and outside, closing the door behind him. He turned toward the boarder house, downing the blood bags of every drop, then tossing them up onto the roof.

"Great, no car." He rolled his eyes. He glanced around, finding a woman in her mid-forties about to climb into her car, he jogged over, grabbed her by the shoulders and made her look him right in the eye.

"Your gonna drive me to school, because I really don't feel like walking. Your just going to drop me off, without talking to me, and when I leave the car, your going to forget my existence. Easy enough?" The woman simply nodded, and held the passenger door open up for him. He grinned, and jumped in. She shut the door behind him before climbing in herself. The things he was capable of just made him smirk all the more.

Elena climbed out of Bonnie's car, feeling a blow of wind just refreshing her whole head. "Elena, have you seen Caroline today?" Bonnie asked, clutching her bag over her shoulder securely, as if she knew someone from school would just snatch at anything vulnerable.

"Um, she text me before you arrived at mine. She gonna be late today, she has to fix some things together for the bomb fire. We are seniors now, after all." I smiled. We held bomb fires every year, for each new coming school year. It was tradition.

"God, this years flown.." Elena smiled, Bonnie nodded, and lifted her eye brows once she noticed somebody approaching.

"Elena, I don't want to pressure you or anything, but here come Brad in his shining armour!" Bonnie mocked him, Elena groaned, and Bonnie walked away giving her a small wave and laughing.

"Elena?" Elena nearly flinched, but turned on her heels quickly, holding out her arms.

"Brad! It's been a while huh?" she gestured to him with her arms. He nodded, a frown on his face as he expected a hug from her of some sort. He was her ex, after all.

"Yeah. How've you been? You know, since your parents died?" He wasn't being soft about this at all, but I nodded. I had to get through this. I shoved my hands into my back jean pockets.

"I've been just great. As any other child would from their parents death. You know, it just blows over your head like nothing." She rolled her eyes, emphasizing how he said it, he couldn't of been anymore straight forward. Of course she knew what he meant! No need to rephrase it in her face!

Elena turned and began walking off. "Come on Elena, you don't have to lie, your looking glum already and that's all I've said."

Elena whipped her head around, prepared to hit him. But she noticed Damon had already beaten him to it. He slammed a punch right into the right-side of Brads face. He was sent flying a few metres, to say she was shocked was an understatement.. Damon glanced up and smiled as if nothing had happened. "Elena, is this guy bothering you?"

She let out a sigh of relief, and walked over to him. She had tears in her eyes, he noticed. He nodded to the guy, whose eye was bleeding and said "I overheard part of it." Elena nodded, attempting to wipe her tears but Damon grabbed her arms, he turned around ready to take her somewhere quieter when a few guys stood in front of him.

"The bum boys of the cock eye?" Damon asked, keeping a hold of Elena arm with one of his. One of the jocks eyed Elena.

"That's her, the bitch! She got me in this fucking mess!" Damon shot a look toward the guy trembling on the floor, as if to tell him to carry on. They'd see who would be the ones laughing. One of the jocks in front of them went to grab Elena. She shook her head, and Damon rolled his eyes for what seemed like the fifth time today. He separated the guy from Elena so he'd let go. Grabbed the guys head, and slammed it down onto his knee without even looking. He looks at the other jocks. Damon smirked were Elena watched with wide eyes.

The guy fell instantly to the floor, as if he'd been knocked out. "I'd be extra nice to me right now." He nodded, and they ran to help their injured friends.

Damon grabbed Elena's arm again, and dragged her off to the entrance of the library, hardly anyone went there. He sat her down in a section were he knew for a fact, absolutely no one would go to find books. The part were the books were about history. Very old history. Which no one would read in the morning.

Elena was forced to sit down, and he knelt in front of her. Her eyes were puffy from her attempts to not cry. He sighed, those bastards really did it didn't they. She watched as he held out his arms, her lip quivered, her beautiful lips that's she's been biting at to keeps the sobs from erupting. She noticed his eyes were sorrowful, and accepted his embrace.

She clutched at his shirt, she didn't care if she wasn't very close to him. He was there. He wrapped his arms around her tight, hushing her. She sat on his knee like a little kid while he was still kneeling down to the floor, she whimpered into his chest, and he rested his chin on her head. He really wanted to kill someone. And, since when did he become so sympathetic? Releasing a breath through his nose, and picked her up bridal-style.

Elena protested quickly, "Damon, what're you doing?" she looked around, finding they were outside and students were staring at them. She threw false smiles at them, she didn't have a clue what the hell was happening.

"We're not staying here. Lets go and get breakfast, get to know each other." She has a rise of hope, she knew he didn't mean like a date, of course not, he just wanted to get to know her as did she, but she prodded at his chest.

"Well, at least let me walk, that's why I have two legs.. To walk." He laughed quietly, and placed her down as soon as they were in front of his car.

"Happy, Princess?" he laughed, and opened her door for her. She shook her head, slamming the door herself. His car looked expensive, powerful and very, very fast. She looked back to Damon, the car somewhat resembled him, she decided.

"Don't call me that. I don't care how you picked me up, your not calling me that!" she argued playfully, turning on the radio station. He inserted the keys and revved the engine. She turned her head to glare at him. 'Show off..' she thought, but smiled and turned her head to the now open window.

"Whatever you say." He sang, driving to the Mystic Grill. He felt like a meaty breakfast.

"So, when do we start to, 'get to know each other' as you say." She asked sarcastically, drawing out a laugh as they both climbed out the car, and making their way into the Mystic Grill.

"Very funny. But I'm quite serious.." Elena picked out the table, it was near the Pool table. If she was going to beat him at anything today, it'd definitely be at Pool.

Damon sat down opposite Elena, and waved a waitress over after a single glance at the menu. "Welcome to the Mystic Grill. Can I take your order?" the waitress pulled out her notepad, and he nodded. The girl seemed to look Elena up and down before rolling her eyes. Damon didn't look at the waitress though. He kept his eyes on Elena, who was too busy reading the Menu.

"I'll take a bacon sandwich. With ketchup too. I'll have a coffee with that as well." The waitress doodled it down, and turned to Elena.

"What about you then?" Elena caught her jealous tone, and glanced up to the waitress, back to Damon who smirked, noticing what was happening, and she finally looked back to the waitress.

"I'll have the same actually." The waitress scribbled it down quick, but turned to Damon once more.

"Anything else?" Damon shook his head, and stared up at her.

"Just go." He flicked his eyebrows up, and the girl nodded, walking off.

"Your nice." Elena remarked sarcastically, placing the Menu back. "Even though she was definitely checking you out. Don't you go for girls like that?"

"What sort of questions that? Are you interested in what girls I'm into?" He flicked his eyebrows up and down at her, but she sat back in her chair quickly, looking somewhere else rather than his eyes. They were definitely controlling her to tell the truth..

"Of course not. We're here to get to know each other, but she definitely had her eyes on you, so I just thought.. you know." She blurted out. Any excuse would do, as long as it sounded real..

"I don't buy it. But no. She's flimsy, I bet she'd throw her ass at any guy who walked in here." He folded his arms on the table, watching her.

"But, you just came in.." Elena began to joke, but he clicked his tongue.

"Exactly. So tell me about yourself Elena. If we're going to be close, I want to the know the ups and downs about you." He nodded, it gave her some confidence to speak up about herself.

"Hmm.. I'm in all your classes, I go to your school, My best friends are Bonnie and Caroline, my ex is Brad, who you quite impressively beat up today-"

"I'll give you that."

"Whatever," she smiled, and continued, "I live with my Aunt Jenna and my brother Jeremy, he's a year below us. And my dog-"

"You have a dog? Jeez, I love dogs. Tell me about him." He was smirking so much on the inside.

She glanced down at her hands, but looked back up to him. She stared at him as she spoke about her dog. "He's a mystery.. He just showed up in my back garden.. And honestly? I haven't spoken to anyone as much as I speak to him. God, I must sound weird. But, I like having him there. He listens.. He cares."

"He does?" Damon asked quizzically. He wasn't just asking Elena, he was asking himself. Of course he cared for her.. What kind of question is that?

She nodded happily, "Yep. I can't take him out much, he's kind of dangerous.. In a way, you remind of him. He's a big builded dog, with a mass of black fur, really, really blue eyes.." she found herself staring at him, and when she turned to look down at her hands in her lap he smiled. "In fact, don't get mad. But for some reason, you really look like him, in a way." She stared back up at his face, she was sure her dogs eyes were just the same. He averted his gaze instantly when he noticed a bit of recognition on her face and changed the subject.

They both continued to discuss their personal lives. Of course, Damon made up half of it. But by the end of their breakfast, they were still there throughout dinner. Elena couldn't stop laughing at his sarcastic remarks he'd make between each thing she said. He'd learned she was deeply scarred, but she always tried her best. She was a carer, she couldn't help but care. She was a mature, beautiful girl who could make his stomach jump. She learned he was very secretive, but he told her he'd never intentionally hurt her.. that made her wander. He said, he does everything that's for the best. But other then that, he told her the basics. He told her what she told him.

Another thing, was, after learning so much in a few hours, he couldn't take his eyes off her. She's human. She has a life, and she's still living.. He wanted to protect that. She was happy, enjoying her life, even when she said she's glad he came into it.. He cherished that. He wanted to protect her life. He wanted to save her humanity. Her soul.

Because she was saving his.

Caroline walked through the corridors late after lunch. She was sticking up flyers on her way past, and felt a guy behind her. The veins underneath her eyes streamed down her cheeks, and she spun around, only to held back by her lost friend, Stefan Salvatore.

"It's been a long time, Caroline." Stefan withdrew his fangs and released her.

"Yup. We have a lot of catching up to do. By the way, were is Katherine?" Caroline rubbed her neck, catching her breath.

"Klaus has her. Now, how about you tell me about the new guy. My brother, Damon Salvatore." Caroline's face grew shocked. Stefan's brother. She's heard rumours about his brother. He known for being extremely smart and vicious. A killing machine. And to think he's going around with her best friend..Stefan Salvatore's brother. Does that mean Damon Salvatore is also.. a Hybrid?

I updated within one night! Hell yes!
Yes, this was slightly rushed. I know I'm taking the storyline a bit slow, but things will begin processing. Hopefully, if I finish my media coursework tomorrow, I'll have the next chapter up tomorrow night!
I promise, the next chapter with be extra exciting.
A few hints of what's going to happen? Caroline's going to try and warn Damon off. Elena gets told the truth. And Stefan needs to have a talk with his brother about the doppelganger, and probably more will happen!
I can't wait to do the next chapter. ^^

-FranFox xoxoxox