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Chapter One

I've Never Seen One Like That Before;

Part IV;

-Elena-

When I opened the front door I was greeted by an overly tired Luke. His dusty blond hair thrown back into a messy pony tail, along with his lab coat hasty thrown on.

"You look as bad as I feel." I stated as I walked past him and hung up my coat. But, when I turned around I wasn't greeted with the normal joking manner that Luke normally gave me. Instead I was looking into the face of a worried parent figure.

"It's been weeks Elena," He whispered as he followed me down the hallway. "You know better then anyone that you shouldn't be going for that long without a treatment."

I rolled my eyes. He acted like this wasn't a normal occurrence. "Look Luke, I've been extremely busy with work lately. You know with all the murder and crime this city has." I looked at him from the side and gave him a half baked smile. "I don't have time to worry about this."

"This?" Luke questioned. "Do you think that your life is a game? Your father gave me very strict instructions on how to keep you alive. Your only Twenty-Two you know." He hissed.

This was one of the reasons why I didn't come back home. The memories. This house just seemed like an empty shell to me. Just, a place that at one point in my life I resided, happy and content. But, it had been six years since my parents were killed, six years since I was sent to live with my aunt since my sister didn't want to take me in. Six years since my little brother had been in a coma. Six very long, very cold years I spent by myself besides having Luke. But, really I was sure that he just stuck around because he got free room and board plus a Bi-Weekly paycheck from a trust fund that was set up for cases like this.

Luke opened up the lab and stepped aside to let me in. "Sorry, it's a bit of a mess." He whispered as he rubbed the back of his neck. "I wasn't expecting guests."

I looked around and smiled. Everything was exactly the same as when my father left it. Down to where the beakers were placed. The only difference was that there was a small kitchen and a loft where the Library used to be.

He walked over to the table and started to get things together. "I'm serious though Elena, the way that you are going you could die."

I went over to the bed and started to take off my shirt. "But, I'm not dead yet." I stated as I placed it beside me.

Luke looked up at me to say something but stopped when he actually looked at me. "You're decaying." He stated.

"This." I whispered looking down. "This is nothing." I ran my hand over the darkened skin. "It's not as bad as it looks, honest."

He looked down at the equipment that he was getting together. "Elena, I know that you hear this all the time from me, but the serum that your dad created is what's keeping you alive. Without it you don't know what can happen, but what it looks like to me is if you keep this up your going to go poof." He held his hands up. "Like maybe even turn into dust."

I chuckled as I laid back, and started to get comfortable. "You make me sound like I'm a reject episode of Buffy."

He eyed me for a moment and started to wheel over his trey. Once set up beside me he walked over to the glass freezer and took out one of the vials of a vibrant blue liquid. He made his way back and placed the vial on the table. "Alright," He whispered as he picked up the IV kit. "You ready?"

I leaned my head back against the bed and exhaled. "No matter how many times I've done this, it doesn't make it any easier." I whispered. "But, yeah I'm ready." I held out my arm.

He cleaned the the place on my skin with an alcohol swab then stuck the needle in shortly after. Once everything was in place he started me on a fluid. He turned around and grabbed the vial. He filled a needle with it then slowly started to combine it with the liquids that were slowly making their way through my veins.

"You need to relax." He whispered as he touched my forehead. "You know this is going to sting, no use tensing up your muscles."

I couldn't help but force out a chuckle. He said it was going to sting, and that was the understatement of the year.

Since I had been doing it for so long you would think that I would start getting used to the way that the fire spread through my veins , slowly burning me alive from the inside out. I bit back the screams for as long as I could before they started to seep through my lips. The tears over flowing my tear ducts.

"God," I screamed as I tried to make it through without moving.

Luke just watched as the blue liquid glowed through my skin and made it's way down, as it went taking away the black of my skin and turning it back to it's natural olive tone. "It's almost done." He stated.

I inhaled deeply and tried my hardest not to vomit.

Another minute passed and Luke was ready with the Coflex. "Are you alright?" He wondered as he started to unhook me.

I smiled weekly. "At least you got the green bandage this time." I had ignored his question on purpose, though the answer was yes, the burning was dissipating quickly enough just leaving me tired. Now I wanted to go home and just climb into bed finally. Sleep for maybe the next millennium.

Luke was quiet for a long time before he finally looked up at me while I was replacing my shirt. "It's that quick Elena, why is it so hard for you to come up here and take a half an hour out of your week?"

He made it sound like it was a walk in the park. I just shook my head. "Look Luke, as much as I love your company this house is just very out of my way." I stated. "Plus, there has got to be an easier way to do all of this." I pointed out as I waved over the chrome trey. "Something a little more humane."

"Well at least you're not stuck here." He hissed pursing his lips.

"Luke, your an introvert. You don't like being with people anyway." I said with a laugh.

He shrugged. "Doesn't mean that I wouldn't like to walk into the town."

I raised an eyebrow. "I'm not keeping you on a leash, you have your freedom."

He watched me as I grabbed the rest of my stuff. "I know, I just like to complain sometimes."

I smiled at him and started to walk out.

"Next week right?" Luke hollered after me as I reached for the front door.

I held up my hand and waved at him. Not giving him a clear answer.

Trigger...Trigger...Trigger...Trigger

When I finally got back to my apartment I felt a sense of relief. I was this close to finally accepting the date with my bed that I had been putting off over and over.

I made my way up to my door and started to fish for my keys out of my purse. Why I had put them back in here at the last minute I'd never know. With the keys in my hand I reached for my door. Without even touching the wood the door started to slowly open.

I had my gun out and aiming in the dark house before I could even think. But, once my eyes fell upon the dark figure that was standing in my living room I knew I made the right choice. God, this was something I didn't need tonight.

"Get out of my house." I hissed lowly as I took a step in.

He picked up a picture frame and smiled. "Do you always greet your guests like this?"

I raised an eyebrow and took another step in. "Only when they aren't invited." I hissed.

He finally looked up at me and placed the picture back on the side table. His blue eyes blazing in the darkness. "I'd put that away if I were you, I wouldn't want you to hurt yourself."

"Seriously?" I hissed. "I'm the one with the fucking gun,"

In a flash my gun was out of my hands and on the table in the kitchen, my body being pressed up against he wall behind me.

"And now I'm the one with the upper hand." He hissed lowly in my ear, as he rand his hand down my side until it came into contact with the light switch behind me. He flipped it on and stepped backwards.

I watched him as I straightened my clothes.

"Who the hell are you." I hissed.

He walked over to the couch and sat down, crossing his legs and getting comfortable. "My name is Damon." He stated matter of fact and pointed at me. "And your name is Elena."

I stared at him for a long moment. Where the hell did this guy come from and how did he know me? I took our moment of silence and got a good look at him.

The first thing I noticed was that he was gorgeous, and if he hadn't broken into my house and we had met a different way I would have taken him home and had my fun with him. His messy black hair came past his ears and his cerulean eyes, God who made eyes like that legal?

He looked over at the window and exhaled. "If you're done checking me out can we get on with it?" He wondered.

"Get on with what?" He wondered as the magic spell that his looks cast on me was broken.

"You're looking in the wrong place for the person who is the one responsible for these murders." He stated.

I froze in place as my brain started to put two and two together. This was the mercenary that Rose had witnessed on the crime scene. In fact he was the same one that I had an encounter with myself that threw me into the belly of this beast.

"You were there." I pointed out.

He nodded. "Yes, but I was following a lead of my own." He stated. "Under Klaus's orders."

"Klaus sent you?" I wondered as I shut my front door. Nobody walking down the street needed to listen to the conversation we were about to have.

He nodded. "He figured that Rose would tell you that she saw me. You see normally when people see me they don't live to talk about it."

My stomach churned. "Did you compel her to kill herself?"

He raised a eyebrow. "She's dead?"

That would be a no.

I looked away.

"Look, she saw me yes. But, I was in the middle of cleaning up a mess. It was unfortunate that she saw it go down like that. But, I'm not going to stop my hunt because some girl got some blood on her."

"And the girl?" I wondered.

"The mutts said that they were ordered to do it by a higher up. But, no one really knows who." He growled. "Who ever is causing the disrupt is trying and succeeding in hiding themselves. But, I just have to slowly climb up the chain of command."

"So Klaus wants us to work together?" I wondered as I leaned against the wall.

He shrugged. "Basically."

I stared at him for a long moment then exhaled. "How did you get into my house?" I wondered.

His eyes shot to mine. The question hadn't really passed his mind. But, now I could see the wonder on his face. He stood up and walked over to where I stood.

I lifted my chin to get a better look. "What are you doing."

"You know, when Klaus told me that he wanted me to team up with a human I was a bit skeptical. Kinda made me wonder why he had taken a liking to any kind of human, he usually only keeps them around for lunch." He stepped closer to me and reached out his hand and touched my cheek. Running his hand down my cheek.

I was frozen. Not out of fear but out of something else that I had never felt before this. My spirit seemed to reached out for his hand. My hand reached up and curled my fingers with his and leaned my cheek against the coolness of his skin.

His eyes connected with mine and a fire lit down low in my belly. I wanted to forget about the fact that he had broke into my house, forget about the fact he worked for Klaus. I wanted to have him touch me, I wanted to have him.

He leaned forward as if he was going to kiss me, and I leaned into him. When our lips touched it was a shock.

He suddenly stepped back as if I had stung him. His fingers on his lips, the black veins forming under his eyes.

"What the hell are you?" He hissed.

I stared at him and shook my head. I was just as clueless as he was about what had just happened. But, it felt as if every fiber in my being was vibrating from the contact. It was a feeling that I had never had before and it was one that I liked.

I ringed my hands together. "Well, that's a bit rude." I hissed looking away from him. "I wasn't the one that broke into my house and put the moves on me."

He kept his smoldering eyes in me. "Answer the question."

"The reason that Klaus has taken a liking to me isn't because I'm the only one who doesn't get on my knees and beg for stuff from him. It's because I'm not human anymore." I answered as I stepped closer to him again.

His expression hardened but he didn't back up. He held up his arms as if to keep me away.

"You're a vampire?" It was a question because he knew that the answer was a no.

I shook my head. "You see, this meeting will be a lot more fun if you let me demonstrate." I whispered as I ran my hands over his shoulders and up his neck until my fingers laced into the hair at the nape of his neck. When he didn't move I took that as a yes and stepped onto my tip toes and pressed my lips to his again. Almost immediately the feeling I had before exploded between both of us.

He pushed me up against the wall and threaded his own fingers in my hair pulling it back so he could get a better angle.

He licked my bottom lip asking for entrance and without thought I opened myself to him. He deepened the kiss and pushed himself against me.

When he finally broke the kiss there was a stream of blue connecting us from the mouth, my eyes locked on his as I inhaled it. When I was finished I turned and looked in the mirror . I could see myself and the difference that feeding on him made. Instead of a red color circling my iris it was a bright blue. Almost the same color of the serum that Luke used on me.

I turned back to Damon and smiled. "Well, that was."

He kept me caged in his arms. "Strange." He whispered. Though he didn't sound angry.

The energy inside me wanted more, it wanted more of Damon and honestly I wasn't ready to tell it no. I reached out and ran my hand down his side. The fire was still radiating off of him, the aura was just so satisfying.

Damon gained his composure and touched my chin. "Now when Klaus said that I wouldn't believe him if he told me what you were. He told me that I wouldn't have to wait long to see what kind of creature you were." He licked his lips igniting the fire once again in my belly. "You are something else, that's for sure."

I stared at him.

"Now, I do have a question though. Do you normally feed like this? Or do you keep it to humans? Is it through the lips always or was that just for me?" He quipped.

"Klaus knows what I am?" I asked.

Damon raised an eyebrow. "You don't?"

I shook my head.

"Hmm,"

"Tell Klaus I'll be coming to see him." I hissed as I ducked out of his arms.

Damon crossed his arms across his chest. "Why so cold all of a sudden? You were so friendly just a couple moments ago."

I stared at him for a long moment. Was he serious? And why was I reacting to him like this? I usually had more self control.

"Get out." I hissed.

He shrugged and headed towards the front door. "I look forward to seeing you real soon." He stated. "Oh, you can also just show up to the club. I'm not a messenger boy." After that he was gone.

The moment that he was gone my vision finally started to clear up. The fire in my belly starting to fizzle out, I was slowly starting to feel like myself again.

I knew he was going to be the bane of my existence, or a really fun toy. I just hadn't decided which one yet.

That night I tossed and turned with the face of Damon filling my head. His eyes, his body, his mouth. Some filled with blood, both of ours. Others filled with more banter leading down a much different path. The only thing was that he was the only one who had gotten into my head as much as I his.