Chapter 07

Disclaim : I do not own Vampire Dairies.

Elena's POV

I can hear dulled commotion which would mean that I am in the next room, I can smell the strong stench of beer and smoke. I can taste blood in my mouth but that must have been from when the man with the Blue eyes had kicked me or punched me, I was not completely sure. The pounding in my head is killing me and my left side of my face is completely swollen, it must have been when the man had punched me unconscious. I try to move but my hands are bound which means that I am still tied up and my eyes are still covered so my vision was blind. I can hear breathing in the room with me from two separate people.

I hear a pair of footsteps walk closer to me and then I hear some rustling and some grunts and mumbling before there are hands placed on my waist pulling me up from where I was on the ground and I am placed on the persons shoulder. We soon leave the room we were in and all the commotion is now only distant until I can't hear it anymore. The person takes his steps carefully to ensure that I do not fall from his shoulder, an arm is placed firmly just below my back side. We are now in a passage and the passage never seems to end until we enter another room and I can hear the door being opened and the person steps inside with me.

"Just throw her on the ground. I'm sure Damon will be here in a few minutes to deal with her." One voice says and the person holding me hesitates for a second before turning around.

"Yeah you manhandle woman and that's why you always get lucky right?" The voice says sarcastically before placing my down on a soft surface, he then loosen my hands and then take of the blind fold. I keep my eyes shut and pretend that I am still not conscious to avoid any un wanted contact and attention because I was not ready to face these people just yet.

"Are you sure Damon wants her untied?" the first voice askes and I hear the second person huff then chuckle.

"Yeah Tyler I should know what my brother wants." The second person states and this is new information that I did not know. My captivator had a brother who has a sense of kindness. "I should take out the arrow and wrap her leg up before she gets an infection."

"If you think that's what your brother would want Stefan." The first voice says as he moves closer. I can sense that both men are close to me and I can't help the goose bumps that run across my body. The second man runs a hand down my leg and I struggle to keep still. His hand moves to the arrow that is still lodged in my leg and he grabs hold of the one piece then stops.

"I wouldn't do that little brother." A third voice is now heard entering the room and I can tell that both men stop and look at the third man who I assume is standing at the door.

"Why not?" Tyler askes and then Stefan grabs a hold of the arrow and he pulls it out making me scream in pain, swinging my arms on both sides as I bring my leg closer to my body and knocking Stefan hard making him step back. I started to yell because the pain is excruciating and tears run down my face as I try to crawl away from the three men standing at the post of the bed. Stefan holding his hands up and then he glance between me and Damon.

"She was awake." Damon says dryly as he rolls his eyes at me and them, moving to the left to the desk, gold and jewels scattered across the room over flowing from the table he is seated at. I couldn't help but think that he might have stolen all of these jewels. But the pain was too much to even think of anything concerning everything..

Stefan tried to move to me but then I would just start screaming at the top of my lungs and crawl from him.

"Your fucking bleeding on my bed wench, just let Stefan look at your leg for heaven's sake." Damon says and I glance at him from the corner of my eye. When Stefan moved towards me I yelled again. "Tyler grab her and hold her down before I fucking lose my shit." Damon barked out and the next thing I knew the man known as Tyler was on the bed with me.

I move myself and soon I slap him across his face making a hard sound. He stopped moving and looks at me in disbelieve before backhanding me, making me fall to the ground hitting my head. Tyler moved too quick for me to comprehend as he trapped my one hand under his knee and with his hand he held my shoulders back and the second hand he restrained my other hand, pinning me down with his whole body.

Stefan looked at us in disbelieve before he stood from the floor and my heart sank because he was leaving me here with these two crazy men who didn't care about what happened to me. I look to my side and Damon is occupied by studying a gem that he had in his hand.

"Please…" I whisper and more tears run down my face. Damon looks to me and so does Tyler and then Damon starts laughing and soon Tyler follows and puts more pressure on my arms.

"Please what?" Damon asked.

"Don't hurt me." I whisper and Damon quiets down and he stares at me for a few seconds before placing his attention on the gem again. Stefan enters the room again with a bowl and a lot of cloths. He bends down beside me and he moves away my dress and he sucks in a breath before dumping a cloth in the water and he wipes the wound and by the looks of it the bleeding does not want to stop but he tries and cleans it to the best of his ability. He then wraps my leg tightly with a bandage, glaring somewhat at Damon.

"She lost a lot of blood so if you decide to keep her here she needs to rest." Stefan says as he looks back at me giving me a small apologetic smile before getting up.

"A lot of blood on my bed." Damon snorts as he stands up and move over to where we are on the floor. "Let her go Tyler." He commands as he bends down grabbing me by my hair as Tyler removes himself. "Now get out…Both of you, I'll join you in a few seconds." Damon says and Stefan sighs and Tyler just smirked before leaving the room and closing the door behind them. Damon pulls me up until I am standing on one foot trying not to put any weight on the injured leg. "Now Elena, you better listen and you better listen good, you do what I tell you. No more funny business okay?" he asks gritting his teeth.

I stare at him for a second when I notice that my left side of my face is completely swollen and that I can barely open my eye. This might have been because I had spit on his face at the palace and he had hit me. But I guess that I should listen to him if I did not want to be harmed. "Yes." I croak before looking down.

He smirks before throwing me onto the bed again. "Now be a good girl and do what Stefan told you to do. I'll be back later." He states as he turns around, not even glancing back as he exits the room and I hear a click which indicates that he has locked the door. I huff out a breath before sitting up on the bed, and I look around. There was a lot of blood on the bed and on the floor where Tyler had held me down which made me feel faint. I wondered how I was still alive after losing that much blood. I move to the side and see that Stefan had left the bowl of water so I move to where it is on the floor and I grab a cloth. I look to the side and see that there is a mirror to the side.

I wonder faintly why this man would have a mirror in his room but I brush it off and look at myself, quickly turning pale as I see myself. I look at my face and my left eye is swollen very badly and it is now black, tear stains are on either side of my face and I am not sure whether they are from just now or when I was crying at the palace. There is dried blood on my eye brow and some from my nose. I take the cloth and I quickly but softly wash of the blood and the dirt that gathered on my face on our ride to this place.

I wash a bit of my neck and I look at the necklace that Great Wife Ester had given, me bringing new tears to my eyes because what really happened at the palace? Were these thieves that worked with the great thief king, were they trying to get back at the royal family by killing the pharaoh? Well they had succeeded in killing the pharaoh and ruining Prince Klaus' day.

I now cried uncontrollably because I am wondering if Prince Klaus is okay and if he is out looking for me. And then I remembered that our Pharaoh had been killed, he had died in my arms as I held onto him for dear life. The kingdom must be going through a great loss and a very hard time, Prince Klaus must really have a very hard time as he must now step into his father's footsteps and take over, knowing that his father was murdered, and his wife to be was kidnapped.

I wonder how Great Wife Ester was holding up and if she was okay and the same for both Prince Kol and Princess Rebekah. They could not even say good bye to their father. I wondered what they were currently doing, were they preparing the pharaohs grave. Were they out looking for me by any chance? Or were they just getting Prince Klaus everything he needed to take the throne.

I curl up into a small ball in the middle of the bed as my mind tries to figure out why this all happened. I'm sure I knew why but I just didn't want to understand. My mind didn't want to comprehend anything that I was trying to tell myself at this moment. I fold my arms around myself in some attempt to comfort myself and I force my mind to shut down because I know that I was over thinking everything and that only made my head sting and pain reminding me of the physical pain I was in.

But my mind did not want to shut down, my mind could not stop thinking about everything at the moment. I tried to go to sleep but I was unfamiliar with the room and that made me feel uneasy. With every sound I heard I looked up because I'm afraid that it might be Damon and his men coming to torture me or hurt me. It was evident that they did not care about my wellbeing. When I finally fell asleep I kept dreaming about a man with sky blue eyes… visiting me in the palace.

…"Elena from Al Minya Village." The man says and I can see a perfect set of white teeth behind his lips as he talks.

"Yes." I answer not really sure if he asked or just stated a fact. But he looks up at me and it reveals his ice blue eyes. And I remember these eyes. I remember them from the other day in the courtyard. And I know this is the same man that threatened me.

"You're set to marry the Prince within 29 days, correct?" he asks and I am not sure if I should tell this man anything because his eyes are fierce and uninviting. The look I am getting from this man spikes fear down deep inside of me. I hesitate to answer and I can see that he notices because he smirks half-heartedly. "Either you fear me or you fear Klaus, is that why you are not answering such a simple question?" He asked yet again and this time I just stare at him because the answer was the later…..

I open my eyes, because that was not a dream, that was something that happened to me at the palace, I remember the man with the perfect set of white teeth, the man who asked me all the questions… the man with the blue eyes….

I knew the man with the blue eyes…

Damon had been the man that I had seen at the palace many times. He had been the one in the courtyard; he had been in our sleeping chamber that day after the thief king had fought with Prince Klaus. I open my eyes and I sit up only to come face to face with Damon who is staring at me aimlessly his eyes solemnly focused on mine. If I wasn't this upset and in pain I would get lost in his blue eyes.

I avoid his gaze as I look around the brightly lit room. It must be day for it to be this bright. The room had one big bed with four posts and drapes that are hanging from the posts, to the left there is a table and a chair and most of the table is covered in gold, jewels and stones and colourful gems. There is two small tables on each side of the bed. There are no windows or openings to let in light.

I turn back to Damon who is seated on the chair to the left side and he's staring at me. "Can I help you?" I ask getting his full attention.

He gets to his feet and move over to me in a blink of an eye grabbing me by my neck almost cutting of all my oxygen. His grip tightens around my neck and he's glaring at me. "I suggest you keep quiet." He says through gritted teeth but not loosening his grip around my neck. I am busy suffocating and there is nothing I can do. I raise my hand and place it on his cheek and as soon as my hand touches his cheek his whole facial expression changes and his grip loosens. But his hands remain around my neck. "Don't ever touch me whore unless told to."

With that said he lets go of my neck and I take a deep breath bringing my hands to my neck where he had choked me. I softly rub my neck and look at him, he's staring at me in disbelieve. Then he runs his hand through his tousled hair and then moves back to sit back down.

"Why does Klaus want you so badly?" He asked and I look up not quite sure why he's asking.

"What do you mean?" I ask and he raises an eyebrow, his emotions very hard to read as I look for any reaction.

"He sent out almost all of the royal guards to find you and kill me… Why would he do that? For a commoner like you?" he asks a bit unsure of his own question. But this did confuse me because why would he send out almost all the guards. Why would he do that for me? Maybe he really loved me like he always had said.

"He loves me." I reply. I can see how the cogs in Damon's head are working trying to figure out what that really meant.

"Lust, you mean, he lusts after you..." Damon says smirking as he looks over my body.

"Love…" I repeat and then he raised an eye brow again.

"Well then the sex you give him must really be good." He replies sitting back in his seat; this was really aggravating because how can this man before me think such a thing of me. Why could he not believe me that Prince Klaus actually loved me, that he cared for me deeply to send his guards to find me.

"We never had sex." I snap getting his full attention again.

"Don't make me laugh. You actually haven't slept with him in 30 days?" he asked placing his hand behind his head, the amused look in his eyes only angered me more.

"I never slept with anyone!" I retort furrowing my eyebrows. This man really knew just how to get on my bad side. And he was doing this on purpose.

"I find that hard to believe." He says snorting and turning to the side but it would be pointless to argue with this man because he was being arrogant. I huff and move to the side to sit on the opposite edge of the bed. My head still hurts like hell and my leg was aching but there was nothing that I could do about that. I sit straight and look over my shoulder to Damon. "There are fresh robes on the floor." He somewhat mumbles and then gets up. He walks to the door and opens it before he leaves he gives me a last glance. "I'll be back." He says and he closes the door.

I try to get up but my injured leg can't support my weight and I stumble into the corner where the robes are. I look around before quickly getting undressed. My dress falls to the floor and I look down at my body and I can't believe all the bruises that are on my body, some black and some purple. With each new bruise, I can feel my body aching more and more and it is only the realisation kicking in of how I was handled the previous day.

I then quickly pick up my robes and look at them. The robes are something a whore would wear from the town; it was a short skirt, and a top covering only my breasts. I felt ashamed to wear these clothes as I looked at myself in the mirror. My stomach was completely revealed and too much of my legs were shown. I try to move back to the bed but ended up hopping on one leg until I stumbled onto the bed.

How could this man degrade me just like that? Making me wear less than nothing, parading me as a whore? Well he already called me a whore so I think that is stuck in his head and he won't change. But still I am supposed to be the next Great Wife Ester and now he treated me like a wench. I comb my fingers thru my hair to untangle it and then leave it to hang freely from my back.

I look to the door and for a moment I wonder if it was locked again. I get onto my good leg and I hop towards the door. I grasp the handle but then hear voices. I stop my attempt to open the door and place my ear to the door listening to the voices as they pass by. I give it a few seconds before I start to open the door, but the door is pushed open with a lot of force sending me to the ground. Great now I have new bruises to worry about. I hit my head on the desk to the side and flop down because of my injured leg that can't support my weight.

Damon steps in and he stares at me in wonder. "What are you doing?" he asks a deep frown now visible on his forehead.

I push myself up on my elbows and drag my lower body so I could sit with my legs straightened out. "Nothing." I reply and look to my arm which was now scrapped and is now bleeding; I can't help but sigh as Damon closes the door and walks to the bed and plop down on it.

"Well if you call trying to escape, nothing, I will keep that in mind the next time you do nothing." He states running his hand thru his hair which he does frequently. He then lies down and he's staring at the ceiling of the room. The cogs of his mind working again as he places both his hands on his forehead. "I wouldn't try to escape or do anything silly if I were you, I am know that I have a short temper." He states turning his head to look at me with one eye as to see my reaction. I roll my eye which was not swollen at him and look to the door again. This really seemed to anger him as he sat up and stood to walk over to my pulling me up by my arm so I am standing on my one leg. "You don't want to listen, do you?" he asked his face just mere inches from mine.

"If rolling my eyes angers you then I really do not know what to do." I say sarcastically which was the wrong choice for me to make because he pushed me against the nearby wall which hurt my back and I moaned in pain.

"Maybe you shouldn't open your mouth." He replies as his grits his teeth.

"I doubt that." I retort and this sent him of the edge completely as his fist met my face, and he didn't stop, he kept on punching me, tears ran down my face and I try to stop him but I am to weak, by the forth punch he lets go of me and I fall to the floor and curl into a small ball at his feet cringing in pain as I cover my head with both my arms in an attempt to protect myself from his onslaught. I notice he looked at me and then he kicked me twice in my ribs and I yell out in pain, my one hand covers my ribs but the damage was already done. The pain was racing everywhere in my body, my head is pounding and I can taste blood in my mouth which makes me nauseas and my ribs are sore and my leg is in excruciating pain. It became harder to see as my other eye started to swell as well.

I barely see that he sits down on his bed with his head in his hands, he's looking everywhere except at me. I cry harder because I have never felt this much pain before and I can't stand it, I was starting to think that I would die from this pain. It became harder to breath as my chest hurt from where he had kicked me.

I turn on my back because it's easier to breath and he looks down at me before sighing and he gets up moving to me but as soon as I see this, I try to turn on my side again to crawl away from him. "Stay still." He commands and I stop immediately covering myself with my arms, my hands could not stop shivering as he bends down drawing a small blade from his side.

I was sure that he would harm me even more, or he might just take advantage of the situation and ….force himself on me. I cried harder as he moved closer and I tried to get away from him but he takes my chin into his hand and he moves my head to the side and then to the other before bringing the blade to my eye. I closed my eyes tightly as I waited for a cut or a stab but it never came.

We are both taken off guard as the door opened but I can't open my eyes, I refuse to open my eyes. I am too scared of this man holding me and the blade as well. "Both eyes? What the hell Damon." The voice I recognized as Stefan said as his footsteps drew near to where we were on the floor.

"Just cut it and relief the pressure. I'm sure if I tried that she would pull away and most likely lose her life." Damon states and I am sure that he is 100% correct because I have no idea what he was talking about and what pressure he wanted to relief. A cold hand replaces his warm hand and I can now feel Stefan's breath on my face. But I refuse to open my eyes.

"Hey, just keep still and keep your eyes closed, you'll feel 2 cuts and it will be over okay?" he said and he sounded so caring and so kind. I nod my head in his hand and then I feel the tip of the blade and then he cuts just below my eyebrow and it hurt and the cut stings but I can feel liquid flowing down my cheek. The he turned my head to the side and he did the same just below my eye. I can't help the moan that escapes me as he now uses both hands placing pressure on both the cuts. Soon one hand is removed and it is replaced by a wet cloth and then the other side as well.

He lets me go and I sense him moving a bit back and I hear him placing the blade somewhere next to me and it's quiet for a few seconds. "Open your eyes." Damon states but I know if I do not do what I am told he would beat me again and I slowly open both my eyes without any trouble. The swelling has gone completely down, my hands move up to my face as I touch the area's that was previously swollen, it has decreased a lot and all I can feel is the two cuts. I look up at Stefan and he smiles back at me.

"Relieving pressure from a swollen eye by cutting into the swollen flesh relieves the pressure and liquid flows out taking the swollenness away." He explains moving back until he is seated on the bed soon Damon takes a seat next to him and they look at one another. "How the hell did you end up being the ruthless Thief King and me, I'm the compassionate little brother?" Stefan asks and at this I gasp because I never knew that this was the Thief King… I was captive to the thief king who had just yesterday killed the pharaoh. I now remember all the history that High Priest Elijah had taught me, about Kul Elna, about the boy who had survived. He never mentioned that he had a brother; well they never told me how this thief king even looked. If I had known he would have been capture long ago but I never knew. All of this could have been prevented.

Damon focuses on me and smirks as if he knows that I have only found out now who he really is. "Don't look so shocked wench, clearly Elijah did not tell you everything you needed to know." Damon states as he starts to chuckle. This man was truly insane. How could he laugh at this, how could he be so ruthless. How could he become such a monster?

"Is she the one you spoke about?" Stefan asked in disbelieve.

"Yeah, she's Klaus' little plaything and it is alleged the he never played with her." Damon states looking back at his bother.

"She was set to marry his yesterday?" Stefan asked frowning.

"Yes, she would have been Great Wife Ester of Pharaoh Klaus." Damon says sarcastically making Stefan glance at me.

"And you say he has sent about 90% of his guards out looking for her?" Stefan asked and they are having a conversation with each other and they are so engulfed that they do not take note of me.

"Yes. One pure virgin that has never been touched is worth 90% of his guards." I blush as he talked about me.

"Interesting. You plan on keeping her?" Stefan asked.

"It wouldn't be fun just to give her back, now would it?" Damon replied raising an eyebrow and smirking.

"So basically you're playing with Klaus?" Stefan asked and to this I turn my full attention towards them.

"What's with the 20 questions?" Damon replied with another question as if he noticed that I have become interested in the conversation. But I turn away and I see the blade that Stefan had used on me and I slowly move my hand towards it and I grab a hold of it and bring it close to my body ensuring that it is hidden from Damon's sight.

"Just curious. Why'd you give her Caroline's clothes? You know we have normal robed. And Caroline is going to kill you if she sees her wearing her clothing." Stefan asks now looking at me as he noticed the short skirt and little top I am currently wearing.

"She's Klaus' little whore so she should wear a whore's clothes." Damon stated standing up from his place on the bed. "And besides she doesn't look that bad, she looks somewhat appealing in a way." Damon states snorting before walking over to me and bending down again. "I'm sure after she had a good bath she would fit right in with the other girls by wearing those clothes."

Stefan sighs as he stands up and he moves towards the door before leaving he turned back. "Remember to feed her and please try not to injure her any more than you already have." And with that he left the room and closed the door.

Damon looks at me and then furrows his eyes looking me over. "I'll be right back stay here." I almost wanted to tell his that I could not go anywhere even if I wanted to because of my leg that was injured, but I dare not speak my thought as I was scared that this man would lash out again and this time I would not survive to tell the tail. He leaves and he closes the door behind him.

So this was Thief Kind Damon, the one, the only. I have been taught to fear this man, from the history that High Priest Elijah had taught me I knew better then to defy this man, I could end up as a sex slave to his men or even worse, I could end up dead, and that would not serve any purpose. And I knew first-hand what this man could do. I look to the side and then at the bed before I slowly crawl over to the desk and chair. I help myself up onto the chair and I position myself to look at the door.

I had to be observant it I was going to be trapped here. I sit back and I close my eyes wondering how I got myself into this mess, why did this happen to me. But I had no answers to my question. I only got more questions instead of answers. I was so confused.

I place the little blade on the table and open my eyes to look at it. It was small with a silver blade which was sharpened recently. I sit and I wonder if I should devise a plan to maybe escape this place and go back to the palace but would I even make it out of this room without being noticed or even killed because I knew that that was option number one if Damon found out that I tried to escape.

Would it be wise to maybe stab Damon in an attempt to stop him from following me when I try to escape? But what about his other men? I'm sure that he would send Tyler or someone after me. And I would deeply regret it in the end. I had no hope, and no hope means I didn't have a chance. Maybe I should kill him in his sleep, I'm sure that my chances would be better but would I really be able to take some one's life? No I wouldn't because I am not a murderer.

With all my plans I knew that not one would work and I would either be beaten, raped or killed. And I didn't want that to happen. If this really meant that I had to listen to this man and do his every will and command then I would have to do it in order to survive. Before I was with Prince Klaus I was a normal commoner who followed all the rules, rules of my family, rules of the village and rules of the palace.

I could obey without hesitation, but after being with Prince Klaus I had become someone else, I only had to obey the pharaoh's rules I could make rules and break then I was empower with decisions and choices and now it has been taken from me again. If I had to I would have to do this to survive and to get back to Prince Klaus where I belong. I had to give up my freewill if I wanted to be free again I would have to learn to do that.

I was so caught up in my thought that I didn't notice Damon re-entering the room and walking over to me. When he stood next to me I pushed myself of the chair and I fell to the floor and diverted any eye contact. "Sorry, I didn't mean to sit there…" I trail of and I hear Damon chuckle before I hear a plate being placed on the table and him moving back to the door.

"Get up, you should eat." Damon says and I glance at him as he locks the door from the inside and he walks over to the bed lying down on it with his hands behind his head and closing his eyes.

I pull myself into the chair again and soon look at the plate in front of me which is filled with meat, and fruit and bread and I am sure that both of us can eat from this plate. As if on cue my stomach grumbles and I am reminded that I haven't eaten for 2 days. I look back at Damon but his eyes are still closed. And I slowly take a piece of bread and I start to eat. After each piece I would look at Damon and he would never move, it seemed that he had fallen asleep. After finishing the whole plate I look back at Damon and he's still in the same position.

I look back at the table and I notice that the blade is now gone, he must have taken it when I was on the floor. I turn to the side and move myself from the chair so I was on the floor and I crawl to the corner near the door and sit there with my back to the wall and I rest my other side on the connecting wall.

If he was going to take a nap then I would do the same and I would move away from him to ensure that I didn't anger him any more then he already was. I rest my head against the wall and I close my eyes. I was feeling rather drowsy where I was seated just now.

I'm not sure how long I was asleep but I faintly hear something and I open my eyes still clearly sleepy, I see a figure, most like it is Damon standing from the bed and moving towards me and bending down. He looks over me and I mumble something about I'm sleepy and I almost see a smile as he places an arm behind me and another beneath my legs and he lifted me up, I rest my head against his chest not fully aware that this is Damon who was the thief king carrying me. He walks to the door and un-locks it and we leave the room. I close my eyes again because they are too heavy to keep open.

We turn a few corners and soon I hear another door open, closes and locked behind us and then I am placed on a soft surface and covered in material. I turn to my side and open my eyes halfway only to see Damon lying down next to me on his back, his hands behind his head and then I fell asleep again.