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Trina
Trina couldn't feel anything.
Damon had tortured her with vervain, and hot rods for two hours.
Even though the burns had healed the emotional pain still haunted her.
She wasn't sure if it was morning yet, or how many hours she had been lying on the floor.
All she wanted was some blood, and to see someone else beside these walls.
She missed her sister, parents, and her bed.
Cat
Cat woke up in Damon's bed for the second day in the row.
She had showered alone last night, while Damon took care of some "business" whatever that meant.
Not that she really care whatever Damon did.
She had to find Trina, and get out of here.
She took a quick shower, and tip-toed downstairs.
"Damon?" She called, but no answer.
If I was Damon where would I hide Trina? She thought to herself.
She turned down the hall, and noticed a long set of stairs, that led to a big door.
She walked down the stairs carefully and pushed the heavy door open.
There were rows of what looked like cells, and low lighting.
"Trina?" She called. Her voice was shaky and she felt weird being down here.
"C-Cat" She heard a voice say.
"Trina" She ran to the cell at the very end of the hallway.
There was an opening on the door, but it was covered by bars.
"Trina! Are you there?!" There was shuffling sounds, and then Trina appeared by the opening.
"Cat please help me. Cat!" Her friend looked horrible.
There were veins in her face, and her hair was a mess.
"I will. I'll get you out" There were tears welling up in eyes.
Her friend had been turned into a monster.
She tried the door handle, but there was a huge lock on the door.
"I. need. blood. Cat." The words came out strained, and angry.
"I don't know where he keeps it" She looks around, but the lights seem to be getting dimmer.
"Forget looking" She gasped as Trina grabbed her neck through the bars, and began her feast.
She screamed, and eventually passed out from the bite.
Tori
Tori sat down on the couch.
She had no way to get home, and no one to call without questions.
Well if she was going to find out about Klaus's plans maybe there were clues around the house.
She walked up the stairs and towards the master bedroom.
She guessed Stefan used the house as a safe house.
The bed was un-made, and there were clothes scattered on the floor.
She moved passed the mess, and picked up the journal on the bed side table.
There were many journal entries detailing his times with Elena, and his worry about his brother, Damon.
There weren't many recent entries.
She tossed the book to the side, and walked into the closet.
There was more clothes and empty bags of blood on the floor.
Her stomach turned but she kept walking.
In the corner was a stake.
Just a plain stake.
Why would he need this?
Was he planning on killing Klaus?
She put the stake back down, and closed the closet door.
She noticed a desk with a map on it certain locations were marked with red X's.
She took a picture of the map with her phone, and opened the desk drawers.
There was a picture in it.
A picture of Elena and him.
You could almost feel the love pouring out of it.
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Cat woke up feeling dizzy and confused.
She couldn't believe Trina would attack her like this.
There were bandages on her neck, and a painful throbbing.
She looked around the room, and realized that she was back in Damon's room.
"Damon?" She called. He appeared by the door almost instantly.
"Your awake. Fantastic. Your friend gave you quite a bite there" He smirked, and sat down beside her on the bed.
He stroked her face carefully, and she could see his beautiful eyes.
"I told you about leaving the room without me" His voice wasn't aggressive but she still feared him.
"I'm sorry. Why did you leave?" She asked.
"I had business to take care of.
Listen Cat.
Trina is very dangerous right now, and she will unknowingly end your life in a second.
You have to stay away, and I promise I will take of her" She didn't want to trust him, but what choice did she have?
That girl in the basement wasn't one that Cat had known.
"Okay Damon. I trust you" She obeyed. She sat up in the bed, and kissed his cheek.
Trina
"Trina, Trina, Trina. Trying to kill a friend? Did you think that was a smart move?" Damon held a hot rod dangerously close to Trina's face.
She felt like running, and crying, but of course she was stuck to a new, stronger chair.
"Please, Damon, I'm sorry. Your starving me, and you know how thirsty I am" Her voice felt weaker than ever.
"I will feed you, when you behave" He growled at her while sticking the hot rod in her shoulder.
She led out an ear piercing scream as he dug deeper.
"Fuck you!" She screamed as he pulled it out.
"Naughty naughty. Cat loves you Trina. What kind of friend are you?" He stuck another rod in her chest, and she gritted her teeth to hold back a scream.
"I"m sorry. Please tell her I'm sorry" He pulled the rod back out, and she tried her hardest not to scream again.
"You have so much to learn" He wore that famously evil smirk.
"So teach me" She felt breathless.
"Okay your first lesson: Discipline. I'm your sire. You are bonded to me. Forever. Is that understood?"
"Yes sir" She nodded her head. She was sired to the most evil man she had ever met.
"Second lesson: Control. Control that craving, Trina. Do not let it consume, because with the craving comes the darkness" He said the words so passionately and hauntingly like he had lived them himself.
Don't let the darkness consume you.