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Damon Pov.
"Road trip with the annoying baby brother. Greaaaaaaat" I growled under my breath, while Stefan rolled his eyes.
Somehow or another, Stefan had managed to wriggle his way to come with me something about protection. It actually shocked me that he would leave his dearly beloved, his world, the love of his life, the apple of his eye, and all that bullshit just to come on a rescue mission with me. I know he's doing it for Bonnie, but no matter what it still meant something.
At the minute, we were boarding a wooden boat, drifting across the shadowed sea.
That prick most probably had a grip of Bonnie somewhere right now, treating her like a slave.
Before I had time to realise, a growl had escaped from my lips. I flashed a quick look at Stefan, who seemed to have his head in his hands.
"You shouldn't have come." I muttered.
"Well I did."
"And am saying you shouldn't have, it was not exactly a wise move, now was it. Well… saying that, when was the last time you made a smart decision, brother?" I said, smiling weakly, trying to cheer myself up slightly.
Seeing as though this boat is not going to go any faster… I need to fine a way to get my mind off things, teasing Stefan will do.
Rolling his eyes at me, once again, he lifted his head from his hands.
Not wanting to look at him, I shot my head in the opposite direction, staring at the tamed ebony sea.
"Well, I'm smart enough to pick up one thing. This isn't just a relationship you have with Bonnie, is it Damon? Because I know, that I've never seen you act this way before, not with Katherine, or Elena, you love her don't you. " He blabbed, on and on.
This was not the teasing I had in mind.
"Oh please, enough with the soppy brother talk, boy." I groaned, now looking at him.
"You're willing to die aren't you… to get her back. Because you know as well as I do, going after a vampire-witch or whatever, that's stronger then Bonnie, is a death wish, Damon. You just want her back, don't you?"
Does this kid ever shut up? Like seriously.
"Can this damn thing, not go any faster!" I scolded, flicking the side of the boat.
Stefan seemed amused, that I'd ignored his question. Geez, does that smug look annoy me.
Sighing, I pushed every angry or annoyed thought out of my mind, attempting to cool down slightly. So I focused on my gorgeous girl.
Carra, I'm coming.
Bonnie Pov.
My body rocketed up, from the feeling of skin rubbing against my flesh.
Releasing a shriek, I soon realised I was being carried.
Throwing my body away from the groping hands, I was soon enough pummelled to the ground.
"Stop wriggling little witch, relax." I now recognised as Jakes voice, mutter down my ear.
I slowly, clambered up to my feet, only to stare in pure horror.
Three male slaves seemed to be cowering away in the corner, looking absolutely petrified.
Every one of them seemed to look similar, grey hair, pasty and murky skin, and very grey eyes.
I now turned to my left, to see Jake standing there with a questioning look playing in his eyes.
Taking a few paces back, I now observed our surroundings, and boy was it beautiful.
The old fashioned house almost seemed Tudor like, not that they had Tudors here, but it did look like that style. It was black, with white borders spread across the old building. It was truly beautiful.
Looking back to where Jake was once standing, I realised he was turned around and stepping through the black door.
"Slave, take the girl to my fathers chambers." He called out, carelessly.
I now turned back to the bundle of poor slaves, as the edged slowly closer towards me.
It was me… me who they were terrified of?
"Erm, hello." I smiled, trying to ease there horror, slightly.
One of the men came towards me, and in a fragile state bent down on one knee, planting a kiss on my hand.
"Madam, if you do not mind, it would be my honour to take you to my master's chamber." He whispered, dryly.
"Oh sir, please do get up off the floor, yes, yes of course you can, just do stand up, mister" I pleaded with him.
Surprised, he clambered up off his knee, and showed me to the door.
Walking through dim lighted hallways, I followed the young man.
"So, is this master of yours any nicer than that Jake?" I said jokingly.
The man stopped dead. Staring at me like I was a wild beast. What had I said?
"No, no, no Madam, not nicer at all, certainly not, no, no, no." He babbled, his speed now quirking to a frisk speed walk.
"Do call me, Bonnie, Sir. Madam seems to official" I attempted once again, to lighten the murky mood.
"Well then you Ma- Bonnie, may call me Stanley, Stanley Perkins" he smiled weakly, but then stopped once again.
Looking around, I realised he had stopped at a large black door, it seemed to have the name Cedric, engraved into it.
He ushered me to go in, and then sped off quickly, as I reached for the handle, without a goodbye.
I opened the door quietly, but to my surprise, a fist was soon around my shirt, yanking me in roughly.
Releasing a shriek, from being taken by surprise, I slammed my own fist down on the arm; automatically it seemed to fly away, a high pitched crack piercing the air.
Shooting my head up, I soon realised it was Jake.
About to apologise, I was soon stopped dead in my tracks, as I noticed we were not alone.
"Ah, she's a feisty one is she not, young Bonnie. Oh so very young, and naive Bonnie." A husky voice chuckled.
Turning slowly to the right, I observed the man.
His hair was faded black, with a slight dash of grey, here and there. His eyes were piercing, extremely piercing. He seemed very intimidating, in his full black suit, with a slight amount of grey stubble forming at his chin.
"So." I gulped… not knowing what to say.
"So." He repeated, smirking.
But before I knew it, one muscled arm was ravelling itself around my neck, and slamming my head against the floor, channelling power to my legs, I began to kick at the bulky body.
"JAKE! GET OFF ME!" I shrieked, throwing a punch at his jaw.
"am so sorry" He mouthed, and then his head shot up towards his father, as if waiting for command.
"Take her to Carlos, I am once again peckish, and he will explain all to her" I heard a muffled voice speak.
I was too concentrated to listen close enough.
Within seconds, I had channelled enough power, just like Damon had taught me, to my mind.
Eyeing Jakes face furiously, as soon as he turned away from me I done it, I really done it!
Jake went flying backwards, tumbling against a bookshelf. A Roar escaping his lips.
Fury seemed to build up in his body, and he flung himself at me, but he didn't expect the next thing I had planned.
Twisting my wrist around, A blood curdling SNAP radiated through out the air, I had snapped his neck.
"Stupid boy, he should of saw that coming" Cedric sighed, as if nothing had happened.
Storming in his direction, I was stopped immediately, as if a brick wall was blocking my way, an invisible one that is. I tried again, but was only blocked once again.
"You're a clever little one aren't you, a lot stronger then you realise, yes?" He smiled cheerfully, he already made me sick.
"But I know for a fact right now, your wondering how you could pull a fast one on someone as strong as my boy here, are you not? You see my dear little Bonnie, he only had that power because of me, I was strong enough to give him that power, all away in the other world. So don't attempt to out smart me, darling, because you'll be outsmarted, I warn you of that now"
Staring at the man in disbelief, he grinned.
"Oh and you have already pulled a wrong move, haven't you little Bonnie? Calling your silly little Salvatore boy over here, it seems his baby brother came too, Stefan, aw, dear little Stefan, such a charming little boy he was." He seemed to end up talking to himself.
I stayed in complete silence. How did he know Stefan?
Wait… Damon, Damon and Stefan, there here?
"No silly, they are not here yet. There on there way though, maybe in a few days they shall figure out were you are, were going to have fun in those few days aren't we?" He winked wickedly at me, making my stomach flip in disgust. "Oh and you wonder how I know Stefan? Oh course I know them! Myself and there Father were the best of friends don't you know? Alas the poor soul passed away, but yes, Stefan was always a delightful young chap. Why did you choose Damon! I mean, a disastrous boy like that, he is a complete outrage to his fathers name, perfection at the vampire life, but still a disgrace. What a shame I'm going to have to kill them" He sighed.
Tears began to drip down my cheeks, I attempted to choke them back, yet it didn't work, they fell freely, as I sobbed silently.
"Oh dear one, do not cry, you will be dead also, so you wont even know they have died my darling. I must take your powers though first… but not today, no, no I am very tired at the moment. Go, go now, child. I shall see you in the morning." He gave a fake yawn. "CARLOS!" He yelled.
In a few short minutes, a hand was pressed firmly at my back, and a man, who seemed to be Carlos was edging me out the door.
Before I completely disappeared from the room, Jake was sitting upright against the wall sending me glaring daggers. He seemed to have fully recovered and had been awake for quite a while now…
So now what was to happen of me?
Aha, so yep, I'm sorry if you feel I am drabbling this story on. There should be some action in the next chapter, maybe. Please do review, criticism is taken happily.
Much love,
Charl
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