A/N: Alright readers! I need some imput, ideas, suggestions on how to make this better, etc. so it doesn't flop dead like every other thing I've ever written. REVIEWS ARE LOVE PEOPLE! I'd really appreciate some feed back on what you think and what you'd like to see and what could be improved on. Thanks a bunch!

P.s. If Cullen Rice is happening to read this, this chapter is dedicated to you and our time together. I love you Zero.

Chapter 9 Take Everything From Me

I threw on a pair of boxer shorts and a baggy T-shirt that hung off one shoulder and some knee socks and began to explore Damon's room for the first time. He didn't keep much from the 500 some-odd years he'd been alive. It surprised me, he seemed like the kind of guy to keep some of the things he'd accumulated throughout the years, but, then again, he's not the kind to stick around in one place for very long.

I plugged my iPod into some speakers, turned on Zydrate Anatomy from Repo! The Genetic Opera. Ha, ironic, I love it...

Damon came in as I was dancing around the room, pratically floating my moves were so graceful.

"Oh," I said, shutting off the music and standing awkwardly in front of the man who I was now in love with. "Hi." I mumbled lamely.

Damon said nothing, but slamed the door and in his vampire quickness was across the room, hands on either side of my face and kissing me with a hunger that, obviously, surprised the hell out of me. I was over come with desire and kissed him back feverishly, in desperate need for his love. I guess what Damon had said when I was a human was true, all of the things you feel in your human life are just heightened as a vampire. My entire life I'd starved for love and acceptance from anybody, and never recieved it, but always longed for it. Now, as a vampire, I needed it more, from the only person I'd ever met to show me kindness, acceptance, and longing. Damon was the only person I'd ever come in contact with to show me something other than anger, to open up to me, to need me. And I loved it, wanted more of it, wanted more of Damon.

I want more of you too, Audity. So much more... Earlier, when we kissed, I was confused. I was confused because the feelings that erupted inside me were...stronger, even, then the feelings that stir in me when I'm near Elena, talking to her, touching her, sharing sacred moments of shushed love with her. I felt the same thing when we kissed but, stronger. It's like heat exploded throughout my entire body... I want you, Audity. Damon confessed through our mind link. Goosebumps rose on my arms and legs, yearning pulled me tighter in his arms. I hadn't shielded my thoughts, so he heard everything I'd thought. He didn't love me, but he wanted me, needed me. He'd always needed me.

Take me, Damon. All of me is yours. I said back, falling in a jumble of pleassure, lust, love, and the most desperate form of compassion imaginable.

The next day, I threw on a pair of black skinny jeans, a black tank top, knee high black converse, my cross dog collar fashioned choker, and a black leather jacket. I grasped my lapis lazuli necklace in my hand, hanging down to my collar bone. It made me feel secure, safe.

"Are you ready, Black Bird?" Damon asked, cupping my face in his hand. He was wearing dark jeans, a tight black shirt, a black leather jacket, and black designer shoes. He was as handsome as ever, his hair stylishly messy in the way that I adore so greatly. I smiled, closing my eyes and pressing my face to his hand like a cat when you pet it.

"Let's go Zero." I said, taking his hand and tugging him along. What we were about to do was going to anger everyone who was close to him, but we had to do this. It was...the only way. Like he'd said before the blood thirst had over powered me, we were going away for a little while. I wished I'd talked him out of it. What happened next triggered the horrible events that fell upon the small town of Fells Church.

We entered the Dark Dimension. The Dark Dimension is just one of hundreds of seperate dimensions that, if you have the knowledge, you can travel through. This dimension was the most well known and, for a human, the most deadly and degrating. Good thing I've lost my humanity, aye? I giggled.

"Stop that. This isn't fun and games Black Bird, this is serious. These people kill for fun." Damon said, grasping my hand as we walked along the dirt roads under the blood red moon that never sets, casting the entire place in an eerie red glow, distorting colors, making the place look more menacing than if it had been under a blue sky with a yellow sun hanging above us. Then it would've looked like any ordinary market place filled with demons, kitsune, vampires, and other various monsters straight out of a girls nightmares.

"But, that's what we do." I said innocently, giggling again. I don't know why I find this whole thing funny, it's probably the shock that the monsters I'd feared from my nightmares were all real, walking all around me, surrounding me like a pride of lions on a gazelle. I was the helpless gazelle, with my tiny body and gentle features. As a human I looked fragile, but as a vampire I looked down right breakable. The irony caused another nervous giggle-fit from me.

"Here it's worse, they torture you to the worst extent, do horrible things to you, enslave you... Even as a vampire you're not safe." Damon said, stopping a thing he informed me is called a critter and helping me into it. It was basically an old fashioned carriage carried by humans. He closed the shutter instantly, putting his arms around me so I couldn't see what was going on outside. I heard the worst scream and buried my face in his chest more.

"It's a human girl, she's only fourteen... They're whipping her to death." I whispered, hearing all the thoughts from everyone watching. So many thoughts of the same thing actually produced a picture I could see clearly in my head. Even though we were walking away from it now in the critter, and the shutters closed and my face in Damon's chest, I could still see it. I almost cried, but I'm a vampire now, and I will not cry.

"Your telepathy is incredible. So vivid... You must have a witch somewhere in your family history. Or it's left over from one of your many lives, you're an old soul my beautiful Audity." Damon said as we got further away, the picture fading. I detangled myself from him and went to the window, drawing the shade and gazing out. We were in a more respectable part of the Dark Dimension, where the slaves had nicer clothes, shoes, less dirt caked onto their faces.

That's when I saw a boy with raven blue hair, tall with a lanky built. He had a black fox tail with a blue tip the same color as his hair, and he was wearing skinny jeans and a hoodie.

"Charles!" I yelled towards the boy, launching myself out of the critter with not a single thought as to what I was doing. The boy, who was more around my age than an actual boy, turned towards my voice, the look of shock that changed his features when I threw myself at him, promptly glomping him in a tackle hug and throwing him to the ground was as big of a surprise to the boy and Damon as it was to me.

"Anna?" He asked, recogonizing me as well. That's when he kissed me.

A/N: Oh shit I bet none of you expected THAT! Bahahahahahhaa that just came to me, because I'm an evil authoress, yes I am. Poor Damon, watching his girl getting kissed by some random kitsune with blue hair... (Kitsune is a fox deity, who is basically a badass emo/punk/scene dream with a fox tail) For any of you who didn't know. Charles is ... Oh dude I almost gave it away! WAIT FOR THE BEAWESOME CHAPTER 10 COMING HOPEFULLY TOMORROW! 3

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