Wow everyone, I am so sorry it has been so long! So much school and sports…and I kept starting more stories…Hehe, my bad. :)So, you all have my sincere apology it has been so long. In this chapter we finally get to see what has happened to our dearly loved Vampire Damon. Did he end up in Mystic Falls or somewhere else? So, here is chapter seven and I really hope everyone will enjoy and leave me a review when they are done reading. Thanks! -Lioness002 -I Own Nothing
If this was what hell was like, maybe it wasn't that bad. Sure it was boring and there was nothing as far as the eye could see, but it was peaceful and silent. No one and nothing to mess with or torture you, no one to rip your heart to shreds, no one to be disappointed with you. No one except you. If this was really hell than the real problem was you. An eternity of nothing but yourself and your unrelenting thoughts of what ifs, possibilities, lost loved ones, strife, and pain. Your deepest regrets, wishes and fears all blurred into one place. Okay, so maybe hell was all bad.
I had never felt so senseless or claustrophobic in my life, and that included my short twenty two years as a human. The blackness was all consuming, it had all the power and for one of the first times in my life, I felt powerless. I knew this was all part of Bonnie's little spell, but the feeling was eerie. I was falling through time apparently, when Elena went through this she had no idea what was going on. She must have been so afraid and confused. I felt anger bubbling up inside of me at the thought. If Bonnie and Stefan hadn't insisted on testing Bonnie's new powers, Elena wouldn't be missing and I wouldn't be being sent to God only knows where.
With my super enhanced sight I caught the first glimpses of light at the bottom of this endless free fall. I frowned, not much time had passed, and I know I had been falling for less than ten minutes, it should have taken longer if I were going to 1864. As the light drew nearer I heard a faint voice drifting through the endless abyss and it said my name. I turned my head and searched for its source but I saw nothing but the endless darkness colliding with the blinding light. I let out a grunt as I felt something wrap around my waist and pull me toward the light before I heard my name once again, this time however it was different.
"Goodnight Damon." I heard an innocent and sweet voice whisper. I knew it was Elena's voice but the closer I got to the light the farther I got from the voice. "Damon." The voice whispered more weakly the farther I fell.
"Elena?" I called searching for her, looking for a sign that she was there or could hear me, but I knew better. These were thoughts, wishes, wants. Wherever Elena was she was thinking about me. The thought brought a small smile to my face; she was thinking about me, she wanted me there. The second I started thinking about Elena, I got a flash of an image, a dream full of green leaves and mysterious chocolate brown eyes.
"I can see you. You can come down." I heard myself say as I stood up from the ground and looked up into the branches of an apple tree. I knew this tree, it was the tree my mother had planted when my father and she got engaged, and this was back on the old property. I stared at the green leaves looking at one thing in particular, a pair of chocolate colored eyes, a pair I knew very well. "You don't need to be afraid, if you want an apple, take one." I said as I felt my arms opening wide motioning to the surplus amount of apples the tree bore. This wasn't a dream because I had no control; it was like I was inside of myself watching. A memory I had long forgotten, or maybe a brand new one. "Do you know how to talk?" I heard myself deadpan to whoever was in the tree.
"Yes." The voice snapped. It wasn't just any voice though, it was Elena, I would know her sweet voice anywhere. So Elena had met me in 1864, that seemed to be the only explanation for what I was seeing. The rest went by in a blur as I saw the tree and Elena; I felt the sensation of falling, blackness and then waking up to Elena's worried face.
All of this went by in a matter of seconds before I blacked out for a second and was hurtled from the sky. My eyes widened as I saw ground looming closer and closer to me. I braced for impact as I closed my eyes but I never felt the ground, my body jerked to a stop and I opened one of my eyes to see I was about two feet off the ground.
"What the?" I whispered just as I felt the invisible force leave and let me drop to the ground with a thud. I let out a groan of annoyance and blinked dirt away from my eyes as I rolled onto my back. I sat there for a second before I heard a sound I was not expecting to hear, cars. I felt my forehead wrinkle in confusion, there weren't cars in 1864, carriages, yes, cars, no.
"You have got to be kidding me." I hissed pushing myself up from the ground and standing up so I could brush myself off. I rubbed my head and silently cursed Bonnie and her prejudice toward me, that girl really knew how to hold a grudge. She sent me to the wrong time on purpose, because I was certainly thinking about 1864. Why wouldn't she just let the past go, she had sent me back to protect Elena, not wander aimlessly through time.
I turned around and tuned out all the natural noise and focused solely on the hustle and bustle of the city. My ears tuned in on the sound of honking horns, laughing, running, water, shattering glass, and the muffled sound of numerous footsteps. I turned in that direction and quickly began running at vampire speed toward the city. I needed to get sent farther back, I needed to get back and protect Elena. Time ironically enough was not on my side.
After about five minutes of running I burst through the trees and ran smack into a young woman with red hair and glasses. She let out an oof and fell on her butt dropping her backpack and purse. I crouched down and began to pick up her things that were quickly beginning to scatter as people stepped all over them and kicked them farther away. She blinked a couple of times before looking in front of her and then behind her before looking at me in confusion as she began to pick up some of her things as well.
"Oh, sorry, I didn't see you there." She apologized to me before picking up a pencil pouch and putting things back into her purse. I nodded quickly and handed her some papers.
"It's fine." I said dismissively. She nodded quickly before taking the papers from my hands and stuffing them into her backpack.
"Oh, alright. Are you sure you're not hurt?" She asked staring at me. I nodded and stood up when all of her things had been put away.
"I assure you I am fine. Now I would suggest you continue running back to wherever you were going." I said with a smirk. She nodded and quickly stood up and began to walk away.
"That's a good idea." She said over her shoulder as she ran off in the direction she was originally going. I sighed and ran a hand through my hair.
"Well, this is a problem." I muttered. "Where am I supposed to find a witch to send me to 1864 when I don't even know the date?" I thought as I watched people of all kinds, shapes, and sizes walk by. Suddenly I eyed a husky man with a mustache and a suit as he was walking down the street with a newspaper in hand. I smiled and sped into a nearby ally where the man would cross my path. A few short minutes later, the husky businessman walked by while whistling a peppy show tune and saying good morning to passer buyers. I snickered before I sped forward pushing the man over and grabbing the paper out of his grasp. I stopped on the other side of the street to watch the man as confusion crossed his face over what had just happened to him. I laughed as he looked around wide eyed before picking up his dropped things and hurrying away.
"Humans." I laughed under my breath as I unfolded the paper looking for a date. My eyes scanned the slightly wrinkled paper before I let out a groan and tossed the paper into a nearby trashcan in annoyance. "Not the nineties again. Why did it have to be the nineties Bonnie sent me too?" I complained rubbing my forehead. I sighed under my breath and looked around; the newspaper had said Alabama 1999, so that meant it had moved me to the wrong state as well as the wrong time. Elena had been born, but she was only six.
I needed a witch and the only one I could count on was the one I really didn't want to deal with. Bonnie had no idea what she was, she wouldn't for another eleven years and I certainly wasn't going to ask her grandmother. She wouldn't me out then and she wouldn't help me now. So that left me with only one option, a witch that in this time, hated my lying guts.
"Georgia, here I come."
I drove my stolen car up to the curb and cut the engine as I pulled down my sunglasses and stared at the building. The place didn't look to different besides the fact the paint was new and the windows were clean. The awning that held the sign also looked white instead of the faded and discolored yellow it had become back in 2010. I sighed as I got out of the car, closed the door behind me, and I shoved my hands into my pockets as I walked across the deserted street. Fate had a way of sticking it to you in the oddest ways possible, of course I would need help from one of my past or…future victims. It was just the universes way of laughing in my face about the fact I needed help from someone I would end up killing.
I stepped into the small building and removed my sunglasses as I stared at the young woman with brown hair and almond skin who was serving drinks at the bar. Her eyes flicked up to see who had entered and when she realized it was me they widened in surprise. I smiled lightly and walked over to the bar and sat down next to a wasted man that looked homeless.
"Well looky who we have here." She said placing a glass on the counter and filling it up with scotch. I nodded my thanks and picked the glass up and placed it against my head in thought.
"Looky indeed." I muttered as I downed the alcohol and it burned a trail down my throat. I put the empty glass onto the counter and she filled it back up without a word. I could tell she wasn't too pleased to see me, she was tense and jumpy. Me just up and leaving one day didn't help the situation much either.
"So what brings you to my humble abode?" She quipped as she placed a hand on her hip. I looked up at her and shrugged.
"I need a favor." I said truthfully. I was in no mode to play dumb and I didn't have the time to catch up. I needed to get to Elena as soon as possible, her in 1864 with vampires and her looking exactly like Katherine did not put her in a good position.
"Really Damon? Please tell me this isn't about Katherine." I snorted and shook my head.
"Ha, no."
"Finally see she was no good?" She asked. I looked up and smirked.
"Yep." I said downing the second scotch. She stayed silent and just stared at me for a second before nodding slowly. "Why do you think I will help you? You and I didn't leave on such good terms." She said crossing her arms.
"Optimistic hope and the thought that you would be willing to help me in a time of desperate need."
"Please don't tell me that you need my help because of another girl." I smirked and rubbed my forehead.
"Guilty." I laughed dryly.
"Who is it this time?" She said putting both of her hands onto the counter and leaning toward me. I smirked and shook my head.
"Katherine's Doppelganger." She rolled her eyes and got a bottle from above her before pouring it in my glass. "The good stuff?" I asked tipping my glass toward her.
"Yep, because Honey, you need it."
"Yes I do." I said as I swirled the amber liquid in my glass before I finally decided to give in. I looked up at her with honest and pleading eyes, I let my guard down for just a second to show her how much this meant to me.
"Please Bree; I need your help to save the girl I love. She means more to me than anyone or anything. I need to save her, protect her from the harm and danger she's in." She stared at me for a second and I really thought she would refuse. I held my breath as her shoulders slumped and she let out a deep breath.
"Alright," she sighed, "what do you need me to do?"
Yay, chapter seven is done! Again everyone I am soooo sorry it took forever, I am hoping I can update this story a lot more frequently now that I have more free time. Who expected for Damon to go to Bree? Life is messed up isn't it? He kills her in the future but she will still help him in the past. So who would you like to see next chapter, our favorite Vampire Damon or our happy human's back in 1864? Tell me what you want and please tell me how I did on the chapter. So thanks for reading a please leave a review! Thanks! :) -Lioness002
