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The Darkness Of Your Fall: Well, she's definitely not happy about her situation with Edward and the Cullen's. But overall, she was Katherine before, so that's who her character is. But it will be interesting how her experiences with believing herself to be human will affect her and her future.

FrostedMiniWheatz: Haha! I'm so happy you feel loved! So do I! First off, I have major plans with the Volturi, but I can't really reveal that part! Secondly, Damon and Katherine will be a process. Their sexual chemistry is just too good to ignore, but the actually love, trust and relationship part will be a process.

So fair warning! This chapter is basically M. It's not too graphic, not like most M rated fics, but somewhere between T and M. So, you'll know where it happens.

Disclaimer: I unfortunately do not own the Vampire Diaries, though I wished I did!


How you have fallen from heaven,
morning star, O Lucifer, son of the dawn!
You have been cast down to the earth,
you who once laid low the nations!
You said in your heart,
"I will ascend to the heavens;
I will raise my throne
above the stars of God;
I will sit enthroned on the mount of assembly,
I will ascend above the tops of the clouds;
I will make myself like the Most High."
But you are brought down to the realm of the dead,
to the depths of the pit.

Isaiah 14:12-15


I stood at the middle of the Salvatore house. It had been years since last I had walked on these wooden floors. Strange, the effect it had on me; almost painful even. But I buried those feelings deep inside. I was done with emotions, pain and whatnot; spending eternity brooding didn't do anything. Edward always pissed me off with all his 'I hate what I am' crap. It was so sentimental, and such a waste of my time.

I heard Damon walk in and watched in silence as he poured himself a glass of scotch. Seeing him brought a smirk to my lips. He was such fun, not at all like Stefan or like Edward. He was spontaneous, obnoxious and reckless; he brought such an adrenaline rush. The reminder of his kiss was so different though, it was sweet and soft. He was never that way with me. Of course, he did think I was Elena. The mere thought of him wanting to kiss her wracked anger through my body.

I wasn't even sure why it angered me so. What did I care? It wasn't as if I loved him or anyone else for that matter. I was solely here to figure out why I was compelled for that long.

He turned to go back to his room, but stopped suddenly sensing my presence sitting on his couch.

"You have a lot of nerve coming here," he said quietly but confidently.

"Just wanted to say goodbye, I know when I'm not wanted," I said peering at him.

He laughed a little and I ran up in front of him. He eyed me with annoyance.

"What are you doing here?" He asked, this time a little more aggressively.

I just looked at him for a moment.

"You know, curiosity, boredom." I said monotone.

"You're killing me with your one-liners Katherine. So why don't you do us all a favor and get out of town?" He said with a smirk.

I just pouted at him.

"What, no goodbye kiss?" I said.

For some reason I desperately wanted him to kiss me. I wanted anything to make the loneliness disappear. It was suffocating.

"Why don't I just stake you instead?" He said still smirking.

"Oh come on Damon, go ahead then." I said leaning in close to his face. "Kiss me or kill me. We both know you're only capable of one." I finished with my mouth only a breath away from his own.

He then shook his head and began to walk away. His rejection infuriated me. Next thing I realized, I was in front of him, pushing him down and straddling him. I leaned my head into his, and began to kiss down his neck. His scent was so tantalizing as it invaded my senses. I slowly rubbed my hands against his chest.

"Oh Damon, my sweet, sweet Damon." I breathed seductively.

Suddenly he flipped us and my eyes became wide as his hand closed around my throat. Reckless, and it was so hot! My adrenaline pulsed through my body and his hand tightened around my throat and his head closing into my own. His eyes became red and the veins ran down his cheeks, as his fangs bared.

Then, without warning, he crushed his lips to mine. I then grabbed his hand and pushed his body off of me and into the wall. Our mouths moved in frenzy, desperate to taste the other. There was nothing sweet about this kiss, only passion. I had almost forgotten what it felt like to lose yourself in someone. I tore at shirt, desperate to get it off and he cleared the table beside us. He then switched us, having me being pressed into the wall as he tore at my black dress. His body pressed into mine and I could feel his want for me, literally.

Then he stopped, abruptly, eyeing me with the strangest expression on his face. The veins on his face died down, but his eyes held one of true vulnerability.

"Just one sec, I just," he faltered. "I have one question, just one" he continued while holding a hand up. "If you answer, the fireworks, the rockets and everything can continue. If answered correctly, I'll forget about the past hundred and forty-five years I've spent missing you. I'll forget that I ever loved you, all of it and we can start over."

His eyes held such hope, and something shifted inside of me. He was admitting that not only did he love me, but he was willing to put the past into the past. Suddenly, it became hard to breathe. This was supposed to be simple, a game.

"This could be our defining moment. Because we have time," he continued walking towards me. "That's the beauty of eternity. I just need the truth," he said while cupping my face. "Just once,"

His words sent me into a state of frenzy. I couldn't handle any of it, I wasn't ready. I didn't love him, I didn't love anybody really. Well except for him. And the very thought of Edward made my skin crawl in pure hatred. But I wasn't wanting Edward. I wanted Damon; I wanted him; the man standing in front of me. All thoughts of my hate for Edward, and my possesiveness of Stefan washed away. It was only Damon in the room, and it was only Damon I wanted. I didn't care that I didn't love him, what good was love anyways?

"Just stop," I said. "I know the question, and I have an answer" continued. "It was Stefan I loved, it was never you." I said looking straight into his eyes.

His face fell and the expression he held made me almost sick. It almost made me care that I ruined him; key word, almost. But I wasn't finished yet.

"But I didn't come back for him, or for you." I said and his eyes turned into one of confusion. I then grabbed either side of his neck and looked straight into his eyes. "I don't love him anymore." I finished fiercely.

He just stood there in shock, obviously not expecting that answer. Then it sunk in. His eyes turned red and the veins in face come forth, as he stared at me with an intensity of pure feral aggression.

"Good enough answer for me" he said as he launched himself at me.

His mouth was everywhere, my lips, my face, my neck to my collarbone as his hands tore off the black dress. His tongue swept my bottom lip, and I granted him entrance as I pulled his shirt off. As our tongues fought for dominance, he lifted me onto the table and I wrapped my legs around him. He lowered his head to my neck kissing and biting, and then white hot searing pain exploded as his fangs plunged into my skin. A moan mixed with pleasure and pain escaped my lips as I let my head fall back.

He then shoved me down on the table in vampiric speed. At that point there was so much heat, almost too much and still too many clothes on, but that was taken care pretty quickly. Next thing I know, he's plunging into me while my legs are still wrapped around his body. As the pressure intensified, I felt my eyes go red at the smell and sight of my own blood on his lips. He then took my hands and slammed on the table behind my head. As my climax approached, my fangs protruded and as the ecstasy hit; I plunged my fangs into his neck and his were into my neck as his climax happened.

There was just something extremely hot about feeding off each other while nearly killing ourselves with sex. I was suddenly remembering why kept him around so long; even when I loved Stefan. Stefan could never want me like this; hell Edward couldn't do it either. I wanted to fight for dominance with someone, I wanted things to break, I wanted to be so overcome with want, passion and anger that I was either going to kill the person and channel it by other means.

Damon's blood tasted beyond anything I have ever tasted before. It almost sent me into frenzy; after this moment, there was no going back. It didn't matter whether I loved him or not, I would always want him and from guessing at his reaction, he felt the same.

I had never felt so alive.


The lights from the stars shined brightly down upon us. The wind blew softly in the air, gently against my skin. I was so happy; my heart was literally shining with pure joy and love. I danced with him in the gazebo along with the soft music playing in the background. He was my love, my life, my air; my everything. His topaz eyes glimmered as he smiled warmly at me. We swayed to the music as I clung onto him as if he were about to disappear.

"Why did you stop it? If you hadn't I could be like you right now." I said looking at him.

His eyes lost their glimmer instantly and sadness crept into them in their place.

"You don't know what you're asking for. Is that what you dream about, becoming a monster?" He asked looking back at me.

"I dream of being with you," I said in return peering into his sad eyes. "Forever." I finished.

He then dipped me, taking my breath away at his sudden action. He kissed my neck softly.

"Well there's just one problem," he whispered then proceeded to look into my brown eyes.

I leaned back against his supporting arm, waiting for his reply. God he was so beautiful, I loved him so much it hurt.

"I don't want you." He said as his eyes hardened.

I could literally feel my heart break in two. His words plunged into my chest. 'I don't want you' 'I don't want you' repeated over and over into my brain.

"Who would ever want you?" he continued with his face contorting into disgust.

His words twisted the knife even further, and my eyes watered with tears that would surely come soon. Why? Why couldn't you want me? Well that was stupid. You already know the answer to that Isabella.

"You're pathetic," he enunciated.

Twist.

"Weak," his voice spoke.

Twist and tear into my heart.

"Worthless," he finished.

Ripping my heart out.

I watched in horror as he pushed me down to the dirty floor and began to walk away. My heart was no longer beating, the air became thick. My everything, my Love was leaving me! No! No!

NO!

"Edward!" I screamed reaching my arm out to him.

"Edward! NO! Please!" I screamed again.

But it was no use. He was gone, and so was my heart.

Worthless, that's what I was.

"Katherine!"

A voice yelled as I felt hands shaking my body out of its dream state.

"Katherine!" the voice yelled louder.

My eyes then snapped open, and my breaths came out labored as my body shivered in a cold sweat. It was a dream, only a dream. I scanned my surroundings and realized I didn't know where I was. My gut lurched at my panic, only to be soothed as I recognized the voice and the touch that was wiping my hair off my neck.

"Shh, it's ok. It was only a dream." Damon whispered into my neck as he kissed the skin there softly.

I then turned so I was facing him and wrapped my legs around his and wrapped my arm around his body bringing myself as close to him as possible. I wanted to feel safe, protected; a feeling I hadn't felt in such a long time. The mind was such a dangerous war zone, I could protect myself in every other area but I couldn't protect myself from memories and fears. They would always be there, waiting.

Damn Edward, for making me hate myself. And damn the Cullen's for making me weak.

Damon held me, trying to help me fall back asleep. I wasn't stupid; I knew he thought it was strange. I was never the vulnerable one, never the one afraid; but yet here we were me afraid to close my eyes. Tomorrow would be better, tomorrow I would forget; find some distraction.

Tomorrow, I was going to start finding some answers. Tomorrow, I was going to get a witch to get my full memories back and remember who did this to me.


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