Separated At Birth

By: Tracy Cook

Disclaimer: I do not own anything; these characters belong to the creators of The Vampire Diaries.

Authors Note: This is an AU fic.

Pairing: Bonnie/Damon, Rebekah/Caroline.

Rating: M

Chapter Eleven

Every Man Has His Secret Sorrows Which The World Knows Not…

And Often Times We Call A Man Cold, When He Is Only Sad.

Damon's wrists were chained up above his head with razorblades cutting into the flesh every time he made a move. His wings were tied down with a rope around his chest so that he could not move them and his feet were tied together as well. All of the weight of his body was resting on his wrists and it was the most excruciating pain that he had ever felt. He could feel the razors cutting to the bone and blood was rolling down over his toned arms and into his hair and eyes.

His face was covered in his own blood.

Yet despite all of his pain he still refused to keep his alliance with Niklaus. He refused to bow down to a man who would have him kill the woman he loved. He would make his own rules now and when he escaped, which he would, he would kill Niklaus and Katherine for everything that they had done. Then he would find the woman he loved and save her from the humans.

"What do I have to do to get you to give up on that bleeding woman!?" The leader screamed angrily, whipping Damon across his exposed chest with a barbed whip. It dug into his flesh and tore out chucks of skin.

He did not scream out in pain. He simply glared at the demon standing before him with a devilish grin.

"I'm never giving up on her."

"Damon, Damon, Damon." Niklaus laughed, walking toward him and placing a hand on his bleeding chest. "This is simply your human half speaking right now. If you would just allow your demon half to take over you would see, humans are not to be loved. Humans are to be mutilated and eaten! Perhaps if I found your precious human girl and ate her before your very eyes you would understand!"

Damon clenched his jaw and stared directly into his eyes. "If you touch her I will kill you."

"Now, now don't be snippy! You aren't exactly in a place of power at the moment, Damon."

"Not at the moment." He spoke each word with deliberation. "But, when I escape I promise to kill you in the most painful way possible."

"Really!? You would kill me, a man that you called your brother for seven years, over some pathetic human girl!?" Niklaus was disgusted and angry and he stabbed his claws into the side of Damon's abdomen watching as he squirmed in pain and the razors dug deeper into his wrists. "I beg you to reconsider."

"No." He lifted his eyebrows and smiled playfully despite the pain that he was in.

Niklaus dug his nails deeper inside of his chest so that they were scraping against his ribcage and Damon winced.

"And do you wanna know why?"

"Please do enlighten me?"

"You are a horrible leader. You claim to call me a brother and then turn around and torture me when I find happiness. You don't care about my happiness or anyone else's, you only care about yourself. And thanks to you, Nik, I now understand that humans and demons are not evil just because of their race. They are evil because they are evil."

"Humans are evil! They have killed our kind for centuries!"

"You've killed just as many of their kind."

"It was nothing that those disgusting fools did not deserve!"

"Yeah a lot of them are assholes." Damon grinned. "I get that. But, Bonnie is the nicest person I have ever met and if there are others like her in the human race then they can't all be bad."

"Don't be ridiculous dear boy!" Niklaus laughed. "That woman was probably only stringing you along with the intentions of hurting you, or perhaps…" He leant forward and whispered against one of the half-breeds long ears. "Perhaps she felt pity for you. Because, you are neither a human nor a demon. Because you are an abomination."

Damon's heart started to race and his muscles tensed at the word. He had been made fun of for his entire life for being different. It had always been a fear of his that Bonnie was only pitying him and that she never truly loved him. But, he knew that was not the case. He knew that she looked past the differences and saw who he really was, she loved him.

"That's not the case."

"Eh, only one way to find out. Got to go and find the girl. Please do wait here." Niklaus grinned and pulled his claws from Damon's flesh, licking the blood from them before heading out of the torture chambers.

He looked so proud of himself that it only surged on Damon's need to escape and wipe that proud look off of his face. He would kill him before he ever hurt Bonnie.

Closing his eyes he started to focus on finding a way to escape. It would not be easy to break free, but he knew that if he could break the ropes then he would be able to use his demon leg and wings to break out. He felt tired and sick and his body was growing weaker by the minute, but his need to see Bonnie again alive and well surged him on.

Laughter dragged him out of his concentration and he shot his head up. Standing before him was Katherine.

Damon started to growl under his breath and his muscles tensed.

"Aw, you don't look happy to see me, Damon. I thought that we had some sort of sexual tension going on between the two of us." She grinned and took a step toward him, running a clawed finger along his exposed chest.

"What on 'earth' would have given you that idea?" He asked sarcastically.

"Oh you know." She leant forward and ran her tongue along the bottom of his ear. "The way you hate me kind of turns me on."

Damon pulled away from her and bared his fangs. "Get away from me Katherine!"

"That's right; you aren't interested in your own kind." She laughed and paced in front of him. "Then again what is your own kind? Maybe that human girl is your kind? Or maybe you don't have a race at all. You have no place in this world, Damon."

"When I get out of here I am going to make a place for myself in the world. I am going to unite the demons and the humans and bring peace to these lands." His grin spread from one ear to the other and he added "But, first I am going to kill you."

She laughed in his face. "Good luck with that!"

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Caroline was sitting on the ground and leaning against one of the trees in the forest. She found herself continuously looking over at Rebekah who was sharpening the blade of her sword. It was insane how one woman could cause her to feel so many different conflicting emotions. She felt attraction toward her; she felt anger and hatred toward her, but most of all she felt belittled by her. She felt like all that the knight thought that she was capable of was dressing up pretty and painting her nails.

All that she had wanted the last seven years was to earn the respect of the beautiful blonde, but she seemed to keep failing.

Suddenly, Rebekah glanced up and blue eyes connected with blue. They held the stare for a moment and Caroline could no longer remember how to breathe. Her heart was pounding loudly in her ears and her hands had started shaking. 'Why on earth is she staring at me like that!? Gosh does she always have to be so intense!?'

"Is there something that you wished to speak with me about, Caroline?"

Caroline jumped and let out a shocked squeak, throwing her hands up in the air. "Jeeze, Rebekah! What are you trying to do, give me a heart attack?"

The British woman did not say anything in response. She simply chewed on her cheeks and pursed her lips as she waited for her to respond to her earlier question. She had noticed that the other woman had been staring over at her for a few hours and it was starting to become less endearing and more agitating by the minute. She wanted to know what was on her mind.

When Caroline didn't say anything, Rebekah asked again. "Was there a purpose to your blatant staring or not? Did you need a favor or were you merely admiring my beauty?" She said those words with a playful grin and watched as the royal woman's pale skin flushed a bright pink. 'It is beyond obvious that she is interested in me… it is actually rather adorable.'

'What is her problem!? Why is she always teasing me like that!?'

Caroline coughed and stood to her feet, walking toward the knight. "Actually, I was kinda wondering if you could do me a favor."

"Whatever did you have in mind, love?" Rebekah spoke the words with a suggestive tone and a devious glint in her eyes.

"Uh—" She couldn't find her voice. It sounded to her like Rebekah was suggesting that she perform a sexual favor for her and it caused her blush to return full force and her body to react. She knew that the other blonde was only teasing, but regardless, just the thought of being intimate with her took away her breath. "Well—uh—I just thought that maybe you could help teach me how to wield a blade better. You're really good at it and um… yeah." Her voice trailed off uncomfortably.

Standing to her feet, she set down the sword that she had been sharpening and she took a step toward Caroline, staring deep into her eyes. "For some reason I thought that you were going to request another favor, sweet Caroline." She teased.

"Like what?" She swallowed hard.

Rebekah leant forward so that her full lips were practically brushing against Caroline's ear as she spoke, her hot breath rushing against porcelain skin and causing her to shiver. "Something a bit more interesting than teaching you how to fight, that's for certain." 'I swear, this woman is like putty in my hands.' "Something that would not embarrass you nearly as much."

That statement snapped the blonde out of it and she backed away from Rebekah, her lips twisting into a scowl. She hated how she always belittled her. "What do you mean by that!? I can wield a sword just fine, Rebekah!"

"Then why would you be asking for me to teach you?"

"I—Uh! God just shut up and help me out! You seriously need to learn how to treat royalty! If you were anyone else I would have had your head for that comment!"

Across the way, Bonnie and Kol were sitting and watching the interaction between the two blondes. Both of them found it to be rather amusing.

"That poor girl! Your sister is so mean to her." Bonnie pointed out with a smile. "It's so obvious that Caroline is madly in love with her and she just keeps teasing her."

"Don't let Rebekah fool you, love. She may act like she does not care about the girl, but she does care deeply. That is simply how she always chooses to show her affections."

"Through teasing and taunting her?"

"Precisely. One day she will actually let her in and admit to the world how she feels." Kol watched as Rebekah threw the sword to Caroline, causing her to nearly stumble to the ground in the process. "It just appears that today will not be that day."

They both laughed at this.

"It appears so."

Kol's laughter died down and he turned to look directly into Bonnie's eyes. He found himself lost inside of them and their conflicting emotions. "Now you on the other hand, you are far more difficult to read."

"What do you mean by that?" She glanced away from him.

"You do not wear your heart on your sleeve like many girls. It's quite difficult for me to tell what is going on in that mind of yours." He paused and tilted his head to the side. "Are you thinking about the man that you spoke about earlier?"

Bonnie was shocked that he guessed what she had been thinking about. Damon had been on her mind nonstop since they had left the demon lands. She was heartbroken. He was supposed to arrive that morning and take her away, they were supposed to live together forever and now she was stuck with a group of people she didn't know. 'And one of them won't leave me alone… doesn't he understand I'm uninterested… I just want Damon.'

"You were, weren't you?" Kol pried again.

She shrugged her shoulders and let out a defeated sigh. "Yes, I was thinking about him. I can't seem to stop thinking about him." When it looked like he was going to say something sarcastic and witty, she quickly added. "And I don't want to stop thinking about him."

"I see. Are you worried that those blasted demons tore him to pieces? I wouldn't put it past the bleeding monsters."

"Not all demons are monsters." Bonnie naturally defended. She hadn't even intended to. The last thing that she wanted was for the king to find out that the man that she loved was half demon. But, she truly believed that some demons were good.

"Ah, I disagree with you there, sweetheart. I believe that all demons are disgusting vile creatures that deserve nothing more than the harshest deaths." He grinned from ear to ear. Killing demons was his favorite thing in the world.

Bonnie didn't say anything and it caused Kol to wonder why she sympathized so much with the demons. He wondered why she had defended them and why the man that she claimed to love so much had left her behind. He was confused by the beautiful young woman sitting beside him, but he planned to figure her out.

He wanted to know more about her.

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Stefan found himself running through the forest, zigzagging through trees, in his chase after Elena. He needed to know why she was constantly running away from him, why she had left the city, why she was in the forest. She had been the one person that had made him happy in so many years and he needed to know who she was.

He stopped abruptly when he spotted something in the fresh dirt on the ground.

All around him were animal tracks in the dirt. They appeared to be the tracks of wolves but they were twice the size of any wolf he had ever seen, any wolf aside from the demons that had attacked his family. His eyes darkened with hatred and his heart leapt as he started to piece together the puzzle. Elena had left the city right after the attack. He couldn't find her anywhere after his family was slaughtered. Along with this, she seemed to be living in the forest right near where the wolf tracks were made.

"It can't be her…" Stefan whispered under his breath.

He did not want to believe it.

He refused to believe it despite the evidence.

Elena was one of the gentlest people that he had ever met, and even if he had only spoken to her for a few minutes the only thing that he saw in her eyes was kindness. She was a good person and she couldn't be partially responsible for killing his family. It was not possible.

His head snapped up and he watched something run past him deep within the forest, it was Elena again, and she had disappeared into a log cabin. Stefan chewed on his cheeks and started toward the cabin, wielding his sword and preparing to fight. He refused to allow his feelings for Elena to cloud his judgment. There was a chance that she was a heartless demon and if that were the case he would have to kill her.

He sent up a prayer that it was not the case.

As Stefan reached the front door to the wood cabin, he lifted up his hand and rapped his knuckles against the door. Waiting impatiently for her to answer, prepared to attack if she was no longer in human form.

But, the person who answered the door was Elena.

She was the same girl that he held feelings for and she was smiling up at him.

"Hello, Stefan."

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Author's Note:

Thank you all so very much for reading and leaving me wonderful reviews! You guys keep me adding chapters as fast as possible! What did y'all think of this chapter? Are you enjoying Rebekoline? What about Kennett? And do you guys think Elena is the demon? I hope that you are all enjoying this fic and thank you all for your support! I am a little worried that people may be losing interest in this fic, but I hope that y'all are still enjoying it! Leave me some lovins and I promise to have the next chapter up tomorrow! Thank you all so much!

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-Tracy Cook