It's been a while since we heard from Mystic Falls gang, meet the new vampire in the town! Enjoy, R&R! ;)
Damon impatiently pressed the gas pedal. The car jerked a little before significantly accelerating its movement on the slippery highway, still wet from a recent rain. The vampire has regretted his decision to tell his brother about Elijah's appearance in Mystic Falls. To say that Stefan was angry was an understatement. Verbal sparring resulted in mayhem in the living room of their house and Damon's escape. On one hand, he knew that he had acted stupidly, not revealing anything from the very beginning about Bonnie's disappearance and her deal with the Original, but on the other – Damon, being himself, couldn't just admit it.
Stefan had to understand his motives. Damon, after all, was trying to save his brother's girlfriend, not his own. Now lying on the seat next to the driver's, his cell phone was about to explode from yet another call. Damon knew it was Elena, thus he understood that Stefan must have told her everything. The vampire impatiently looked at the luminous display of the mobile phone: Gilbert was persistent and if before the vampire was amused, now it was just maddening. She reminded him of Katherine at times more and more. Perhaps, if one day Elena turned into a vampire, their similarity would be even more obvious. Possibly. The thought of Katherine made Damon clench his teeth in annoyance.
"How on earth could I be so stupid to grieve her for a century? Little self-centred bitch with her wizen heart! What wouldn't I give now to drive a stake into it!" The vampire had to spin the wheel sharply when his car ran into the opposite lane and nearly rammed head on someone's car. The car spun sharply, and Damon barely managed to stop it. Now his vehicle stood across the road, and with exasperation he heard the phone's nasty ring tone again. Rolling his eyes and placing his hand on the wheel, the man took it from the seat and looked at Elena's doll face looking at him from the glowing screen.
"Damn it!" Said Damon, but pressed the button, putting mobile phone to his ear.
"Damon, how could you?!" Not even waiting for a greeting, Elena began her tirade. "You know that Bonnie is my best friend! How could you subject her to such a risk?! Now, thanks to you, we do not even know if Bonnie is alive! How could you do this to her?"
The vampire almost crushed the wheel in his grip, but most of all he wanted to tell her to go to hell. Only Gilbert could throw insults and demand answers from vampires with complete impunity. Sometimes it irritated him endlessly that Stefan was brooding over Elena like a hen with an egg. In fact, she was a good person and a beautiful girl but what was it to her to pry into this and anything concerning anyone for that matter. Really though, couldn't Stefan make an exception this time and allow them to solve this problem by themselves like men? Why involve this arrogant high school student, if they are not yet aware of the extent of the impending trouble?
"Elena, stop yelling." The man said, trying to hide his irritation. "What was I supposed to do? Sorry, but between my brother and a barely familiar witch I made a very logical choice. Besides, Elijah promised that Bonnie will be fine."
"Elijah promised?" Exclaimed Elena indignantly, "We don't even know exactly who this Elijah is, and what his plans for Bonnie are! How could you?!"
Damon wanted to open the car door and throw his cell phone out, but, nevertheless, he forced himself to say:
"I was saving my brother's life. And yours, by the way, too."
Elena began to voice with indignation all she thought about him, but he didn't listen. The vampire was filled with anger: why the hell must he give a fuck about what some schoolgirl has to say? The man pulled his cell phone from his ear and just sat there, staring straight ahead, mentally cursing his brother and his girlfriend. Now he wanted to get drunk. Suddenly there was a knock on the window.
Damon turned irritably. Some red-haired boy looked at him with angry eyes. Behind him, the vampire had noticed two young men.
"We nearly slid into a ditch because of you, asshole!" The redhead growled and slammed his hand into his door.
Damon grinned, raised the phone to his cheek and said in an angelic voice:
"I'll call you back, Elena." And hung up, despite the ongoing flow of words from the girl.
"Well, you suckers are just asking for it!" He thought sarcastically, opening the car door and stepped onto the wet asphalt. This trio may well cheer him up, though Damon didn't exactly plan to finish this evening like that.
"I'm talking to you, shithead!" Snarled the guy, shoving his hands against Damon's chest.
The vampire's lips stretched into a satisfied smile. He suddenly grabbed the redhead by the throat, squeezing his neck a little. His friends moved toward them. A baseball-bat flashed in the hands of one of them, but the human speed was no match for a vampire. One movement of the arm and the characteristic crunch of bones and a cry of pain broke the silence. Damon turned back to the red-haired guy who looked with horror upon the man's changed face and his bloodshot eyes.
"I had enough talk for one day without you adding to it." The vampire said calmly before sharp fangs tore his victim's throat.
In half an hour, Damon was sitting in one of the many roadside snack bars generously scattered around. Finishing another glass of whiskey, the vampire smiled as he felt a presence behind him. He would recognize the light scent of her perfume even from a mile away.
"You're quick as ever." He smiled without turning.
A black clutch fell on the bar next to him and its owner impatiently tapped her long nails on the glossy surface.
"As always, I am not a fan of yours, Damon," said the owner of gorgeous mop of long blond hair angrily. "That is why I advise you to be quick to tell me what you drew your unfortunate brother into this time."
Damon raised his eyebrows and shook his head, sipping from his glass.
"Why such mistrust?" Depicting bewilderment he said. "Maybe I just missed you?"
The blonde clucked her tongue and shook her head.
"Damon, I would be the last person you would miss, given all the past events and my special "love" for you," she said wearily, sitting on the barstool next to the vampire. "So what is it that you dialed my number for?"
The man pursed his lips. She has always been harsh with him and tonight was no exception. "Well, at least she came!" Damon chuckled to himself.
"Well, let's say, we have encountered someone we have little idea of. And since you're older than us, I thought maybe you..."
"Could be useful to you in terms of information?" The blonde completed the sentence for him, looking him straight in the eyes.
Damon nodded. This manner of hers always annoyed him a bit, but this time it was easier.
"You're not gonna refuse to help your old friend, are you, Lexi?" Asked the man with false kindness, saluting the girl with his glass. "Especially when Stefan's life is at stake?"
The girl's view changed instantly. Damon said it with actual mild anxiety and that was never a good sign.
"What did you walk into this time?" Lexi asked impatiently.
Damon shrugged.
"I myself don't know yet," the vampire replied honestly. "But it involves our dear Katherine and someone named Elijah."
It didn't escape him how Lexi's fingers on the lacquered clutch became white. She looked puzzled at Damon.
"Elijah in Mystic Falls?" She asked in surprise.
Damon shrugged casually, taking another sip of his whiskey.
"Not anymore, but he was," he said quietly. "We made some kind of a deal, but I don't know how much he can be trusted."
Lexi straightened her back, looking thoughtfully at her reflection in the mirrored shop window of the bar. Suddenly she got up and looked angrily at the vampire.
"Mind taking a walk?" Judging by the fact that she immediately without waiting for an answer went to the door, it was not a question.
Damon irritably brushed aside his glass and went after her. Out on the street Lexi suddenly turned to him and exclaimed angrily:
"Damn you, Salvatore, why is it always so hard with you? How the hell did you manage to cross the Originals? Many vampires live happily for several centuries, even unaware of their existence and you were so "lucky" as to make a deal with them!"
"Original-s?" Asked Damon. "Isn't he the only one?"
Lexi sat on the hood of someone's car and looked at the young vampire. Damon didn't like the way she did it, something told him that their troubles have just begun.
"No, unfortunately not the only one." The girl said gloomily.
The vampire chuckled. "I just wonder if I can trust Elijah?"
Lexi laughed.
"That's so you, Damon! You stubbornly refuse to see the bigger picture, stuck on something unimportant!" He wanted to break her neck, but the man knew he was no match for her. Besides, Lexi always have been good to them. "Elijah is a man of his word, if one may say so about a vampire. Although when making deals with him, you must be clear and specify the conditions, for Elijah has a very peculiar... um... sense of humour."
"I think, we had quite specifically defined the terms," Damon said, recalling what specifically the Original told him. "So, there's no reason to worry..."
Lexi shook her head.
"I'm afraid you do not understand," she said, standing up. "Elijah perhaps will keep all the conditions, but after all, there are always nuances. And for Original such nuance would be Klaus. And if he intervenes in your story, all the deals can be off. Klaus makes no deals with no one, ever. If he wants something, he just takes it."
"Who the fuck is this Klaus?" Asked Damon angrily.
The blonde crossed her arms across her chest, looking as if through him.
"He is a legend. And one of the most ruthless monsters that I ever knew in my life." Something in her voice told Damon that Lexi knows that from experience, not hearsay.
The man looked at her warily.
"Will you help us?" He asked cautiously, not sure now if she won't refuse.
The blonde winced as if he woke her up from her memories.
"I would like to watch them kick your ass," she said sincerely. "But Stefan is my friend, and if his life is in danger, I must help him! Now, be a good boy and tell me in details about all the events in any way related to Elijah's appearance in the Mystic Falls."