As much as I have seen in my life Damon would be at the top of my list as being the most passionate about the completely wrong thing for him. He believes that Katherine is the solution to everything. If he only knew passion can never purchase what true love desires: true intimacy, self-giving, and commitment. True love is NOT Katherine. If only he could see the truth.
The year was 1864; A very tragic year for both the United States and the Vampire Population. I had been warden for only a few decades and new to the trade. Most vampires disrespected me for my youngness and ignorance. While I may have been stronger and most powerful I was simply too naive. My creator warned me that I would make a few tragic mistakes and in the process of learning the knowledge that came with warden hood.
I had only dared to travel the New England sea board. I should have had been old with grandchildren but instead I claimed the life of a cursed warden. My monsters were reckless especially due to the civil war. People went missing often due both to war and the hunger of vampires. It caused me to shift often to the Virginia coast and southern regions of America. I posed as a boy more often than not in the towns and communities I ventured into. A women had no leverage, no control and especially in the south no respect from males. Vampires were no different t but they knew of my gender and feared my wrath.
I shifted into Mystic Falls; back then every ounce of my being ensued in pure agony. I sensed the vampire population becoming too dangerous. The town's people were becoming aware of them and that was the first step in the wrong direction. I was taught to first observe and then punishment was the next step and the final line was death. No exceptions were allowed. It was almost a three strike system without the third warning.
I disguised myself as a visiting daughter of the mayor from a neighboring town. I was at the first Founders Day Ball; I was observing two vampires named Katherine Pierce and Pearl. I sensed a carelessness and greed about Katherine. Katherine had never crossed my path before but Pearl was much older. Katherine had a very handsome escort who was completely controlled by her mind. His name was Stefan Salvatore. He wasn't much older than my human age had been. It would not be till later that I met the very striking yet fervent Damon Salvatore. I could not tell what she had planned for them until it was too late; until the two boys were turned into my monsters. If only I had revealed my true identity maybe just maybe they could have been saved. I carry that pain with me always.
He was human when I first met him. His smile was brilliant, his skin warm and his mind dangerous. He was a marvelous dancer. I'll never forget the first conversation I had with him either.
I stood in the door way wearing a brilliant dark blue gown. Of course in the fashion of the day of a much finer material then I would have ever owned in my human life. My long hair was done up in curls hanging loose and I watched the scene unfolding before me. The older men were in deep conversation, the women inspecting suitable choices for husbands and the young ones danced. It was a perfect evening.
He appeared in my vision looking very similar to the boy dancing with Katherine. He observed my gaze at the couple. "Are you acquainted with my brother?" he asked calmly.
I turned and smiled warmly. "I am not. In fact I am here visiting from a nearby town as a representative."
"They sent a woman? You must be of some sort of importance." He said while sipping a glace of wine.
"My name is Savannah Lee Franklin and you are?" I asked while still keeping my eye on Katherine.
"Damon Salvatore, it's a pleasure to make your acquaintance. This maybe a bit forward but would you like to dance?" he asked.
I bit my lower lip out of hesitation. As a warden it was the first rule to not get involved with the humans; to keep it to a bare minimum but it had been so long since my last dance. "Yes, I would love the honor of this next dance."
He set his drink on a nearby table and took my dancing card from my wrist. "A bit empty" he commented.
I blushed and replied, "I do not have much opportunity to dance."
"Well it will be my pleasure." He said. So we danced for more than one song that night. People took notice of us together. For once, humanity was in my grasp. As quickly as it appeared it was taken away.
It was her eyes that gave it away first. As a warden, I was able to break people from a vampire's control. He was supposed to be consumed with jealousy. I saw her drift in-between couples as if she was stalking her pray. I politely excused myself from Damon's grasps. As soon as I was in another room she faced me.
"You're a warden." She simply said.
I shifted my eyes, "This is not the proper place for such a conversation." I said above barely a whisper.
She smiled and laughed. "Oh you're just delightful Ms…."
"Ms. Savannah." I answered.
"You're the new warden of the eastern sea board. Such a young thing compared to the last one. You're rather pathetic. I was expecting someone of Caleb's caliber. Thinking you're smart by appearing here." She shook her head as if she was my mother.
"I can destroy you." I said.
"You may have the power and the strength but I have done nothing wrong. Pearl and I shall be leaving this town soon." she said smugly.
I looked over at the two Salvatore brothers. "What about the two humans?"
"I haven't decided." She said. "But I am sure you will know very soon. Good evening Ms. Savannah. It was a please speaking. Have a good stay in this splendid town."
She disappeared into the crowd. It would be the last time I'd speak to her till 1900.
I awoke from the vision in the reality of 2009. It was dark outside. I knew I had to have been out for several hours. My body pulse a light burning pain from revealing my memories; it was a draining task to bring up the past.
I found clothes lying on the winter chest beside the bed. I changed into jeans, a dark blue top and pulled my hair back. My feet barely made a sound as I walked to the kitchen in search of real food. I'd developed an obsession for cereal at any time of the day. It was sugary goodness.
As I poured some life cereal, I sensed him before he appeared. "Hello Damon." I said.
"Gah, I cannot even sneak up on you such a tragedy."
"Nope" I said while pouring milk and searching for a spoon.
"Apparently in fifteen years your food choices haven't changed." He echoed. "I've tried that Life before."
I smirked. "It's my favorite."
"Glad I went to the store then."
"I thought Stefan…" I said more to myself then him.
"I do adore your food habits. I always found them very peculiar."
"It's been fifteen years?" I asked.
He shook his head. "This is just since you saw my brother and I together. It's been more recent."
I munched and nodded. "It's the old age." I kidded.
"When do you have to pass on your wonder gift of yours?"
I shrugged. "We have been through this before. I don't want to talk about it Damon. In fact, why are you back here?"
"You know why I am back. She's here the women I love."
"I sense in your aura that you're lying." I said. "I think you like that Elena girl."
He growled. "No. She is not worth my time."
"But has a stunning resemblance to Katherine?" I asked curiously.
"I have things to do." He said. "It's been good seeing you Sav. Don't stay to long."
I bit my lower lip and poured myself another bowl of cereal. It would take more than this sugary goodness to fix this tragic tale.
I have learned about passion that between men and women there is no friendship possible. There is passion, enmity, worship, love, but no friendship.
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