Chapter 34

With Damon at the Mikaelson masion

When Damon finally came to, he quickly realised that he was alone in the dark, that much he could at least be certain of. He had never had to try so hard to open his eyes in his entire life, his eyes felt as if they had been glued together. When he finally did manage it, however, he couldn't help but wish he that he hadn't bothered in the first place, the room he was being held in was dark and dank, holding a stench that he was sure he would never forget as long as he lived.

Finally, the feeling had begun to seep it's way back into his every bone and muscle of his body, the aches and pains returning almost just as instantly. That was when he realised that he had been strung up by his ever bleeding wrists, he groaned to himself quietly in the dark.

Lifting his head with way more effort than should have even been necessary, he tried to examine his surroundings the best he was able but wasn't at all surprised when all he could see was the cold dark brick of a cellar wall in front of him. Unfortunately, he saw no sign of change as he looked around the room, all four walls were the same, except one which contained a large heavily enforced door with the smallest barred window on top, letting the dullest and smallest amount of light into the room.

The smell may have had something to do with the old dried blood which was obviously thickly coating the walls and floors, he noticed even fresh blood could be seen here and there. Which obviously didn't bode too well for him, not that he'd expected better considering who owned this mansion.

Klaus wasn't exactly likely to go easy on him either, not after the stunt he and the others had pulled, but at least the others were safe for now at least, for the first time in a long time being a martyr had finally had a decent payoff.

Damon felt his neck begin to ache and was unable to stop his chin dropping back down onto his chest, a grunt leaving his lips on the impact, he barely stopped himself from passing out again. It wasn't until he opened his eyes and regained focus that he realised he was almost completely naked, stripped down to his boxers, not even his shoes or socks remained.

Damon Salvatore do weak but at that moment while he was strung up alone, in a dark cold room with no one he loved around him, he felt nothing but weak, but he could feel the anger as it began slowly building in him the longer that he was awake. His toes were barely able to scrape the floor below him, just barely able to scrape the cold unforgiving stone that he was having fantasies about bouncing that fucking hybrids head off of.

He was also annoyed at himself though, why has he gotten himself caught! the old Damon would have cut his losses the moment the fight looked like it couldn't be won, but no, this new Damon had stuck around and gotten himself caught, while everyone else escaped to safety.

The trouble was he knew his brother and he knew his little witch, neither of them would be capable of leaving him here, he knew they'd be back for him, he just wasn't sure if they would make it in time to save him, or if they would have a wasted journey and still end up caught and in need of rescue themselves.

"Fucking hybrid dick" Damon growled his voice barely audible, under his ragged breath, as he struggled rather weakly against his restraints, he may as well not have bothered though, because there was no change in his current predicament if anything he felt worse, tired and sore more than he had done in the first place.

Suddenly there was a sound from the other side of the room, causing Damon's even slight composure to be shaken somewhat, it was the unmistakable sound of chains rattling and clanking against the stone floor. "Damon?" a voice practically squeaked in the dark, a voice he'd probably be able to recognise even if he had been unconscious. Damon's head whipped up so fast he almost passed out, luckily he just became very lightheaded and dizzy. There was something wrong with him, he knew that much, it wasn't just his body recovering, he had never felt this feeling or pain before unless Klaus had bitten him again and the second time around was different somehow.

"Katherine?" Damon replied in question, his voice just as groggy and even quieter than before. How the hell had he not realised she was in here with him, he couldn't help but wonder if his hearing had been affected by whatever the hell was wrong with him. She sounded very messed up, to say the least, he couldn't think of many people he would want to be in the same room as less, but maybe she would know what was wrong with him, so he'd play nice enough for now, besides he couldn't kill her in his condition even if he'd have wanted to.

"Yeah, I guess it figures that I'd get stuck in here with you of all people" she ground out, as she somewhat emerged from the dark hidden corner of the room.

"Well, don't you look like hell" Damon replied his voice hoarse, attempting to chuckle to himself, unfortunately, this only resulted in him having a coughing fit.

"Yeah well, you're not looking so good yourself" she murmured, as she continued crawling closer to him. "Still, there is something wrong with you, really wrong" she frowned, looking up at him as she sighed and leaned on the wall beside his legs.

"You mean besides my devilishly good looks and sparkling personality," he said as he smirked down at her, he could practically feel her eyes roll as the words left his mouth.

"No you idiot, I mean you just smell wrong, as well as looking like death warmed up," she said simply her voice taking on a tone of utter confusion as she spoke.

"What do you m..." Damon started but he was cut off by the loud slamming of the cell door as it was swung open, as if from nowhere, Damon was sure of it now, his hearing had definitely been affected somehow. Causing both vampires to jump, higher and more than either would like to admit and certainly never would admit if they were asked about tonight if they even lived through tonight.

"Well well well, it appears that my pets are finally awake," Klaus said as he smiled broadly and smugly at the pair before him.

"Now Katerina, please, don't snarl you are much too pretty for such a disgusting habit" Elijah stated disapprovingly, before looking over at his younger brother.

"I shall leave you to your sports Niklaus, but please do not take to much time, we have much to discuss before the nights' end" Elijah spoke his tone tired and bored, as he left the room swiftly not awaiting an answer from Klaus.

Damon noticed the brief look of sadness that had overcome Katherine's face at Elijah's words, as he left the room as quickly as he had entered and left her behind. Though he didn't have time to dwell on it too much because soon after he had noticed her Klaus had pulled his head up forcibly by his hair.

"I think that we are long overdue for a chat Damon, don't you?" Klaus growled his eyes glowing yellow, Damon knew where this was leading and it wasn't going to be much fun, to say the least.

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Bonnie sat up fast, with her dreams waking her yet again, she'd not really had more than ten minutes of sleep at a time. It wasn't until her ass hit the floor that she realised just how tired and sore she was, she hadn't wanted to sleep but the others had insisted, one minute she was awake and the next thing she knew she was face down on the sofa, she must have simply passed out.

Looking at the clock however she realised that she clearly hadn't been out for that long, but it was long enough she needed to get back to work. Briefly, she shut her eyes, as the stinging was becoming more unbearable by the second, the longer she had them open the worse they got. With her head in her hands, she took in lots of deep breaths, remembering that before she'd passed out she had tried reaching out to Damon, with no luck.

The young witch could only hope that he had been knocked out or he was asleep, but she couldn't help but think the worst of the situation given who he was currently with.

Especially what with the dream that she had just had, it started off well with her waking up in Damon's big strong arms, their naked bodies wrapped tightly around each other, then the scene had quickly warped showing Klaus holding Damon's still beating heart in his fist, laughing maniacally as she fell to the floor in floods of tears at Klaus' feet.

Then it had changed again to Damon's head beside his feet, no matter what she tried the end result was Damon's death all in different horrifying ways, she couldn't stop it he always died right in front of her. Leaving her alone with her grief and anger at the mercy of Klaus, it seemed like that nightmare would last forever on a never-ending loop until she had finally woken up.

Looking up from her hands finally noticing where everyone else had fallen prey to their sleep desperation, Sam and Dean had fallen asleep with their faces firmly planted on the coffee table both of their necks at awkward angles, books from the library surrounding them.

Stefan was beside her his head back against the sofa, with a glass of his brothers' favourite bourbon in his hand, Lexi was on the floor between them, the same in her hand and a book in her lap. While Caroline and Jess were on the other sofa heads leaning slightly to the side, with piles of books on their laps and between them.

Bonnie sighed to herself grabbing her grandmother's grimoire from the table beside her and deciding to let the others sleep a little longer, knowing they'd never be fit to take on the Mikalesons' with no energy, it would be hard enough with them all running on full but they really didn't have that long to worry about it, or do anything about the time fact.

Back with Damon in the Mikaelson mansion

"So Damon, where is my witch" Klaus growled, getting right in Damon's face, Damon just smiled at him but he didn't utter a word.

"I asked you a question and I asked nicely, I might suggest you answer me, you know, at least while I'm feeling nice" Klaus smirked, his eyes flashing yellow as the black veins crawled up his face.

"She's safe, as are the others, from your psychotic ass, find another witch to fuck with and while we're on this, she is not, your witch" Damon growled, locking eyes with Klaus for the first time in a long time.

"Oh, I see. Well, this is very interesting, if not a little confusing, I thought Bonnie was smarter, and yet you somehow tricked yet another poor stupid woman into your bed, and got yourself some other plaything, have we? I wonder just how long it will take until this one gets bored with you too! Or better yet want your brother instead" Klaus chuckled briefly, glancing down at Katherine, then bring his attention back to Damon again.

Damon jolted forward so fast that he might have gotten whiplash or worse, had he of been a human, "Don't you dare talk about her like that, I swear when I get out of this I'm ripping you fucking head from your disgusting body." Damon snarled, jerking and jolting his chains around as he struggled against them, in an unsuccessful attempt to get at Klaus.

Katherine had slightly edged away from the pair, in an attempt to keep out of the entire argument, luckily it appeared to be working for now at least, though she wasn't sure for how long because both men were just as unpredictable as each other.

"Now now Damon, that temper will get you nowhere and you won't be going anywhere, not unless I want you to. However were you able to get out, be careful not to run into your little witch, after all that touch of vampire she has acquired will just make your mouth water" Klaus finished, raising his eyebrows suggestively, but not explaining any himself any further.

"What the hell are you talking about you psychotic ass?!" Damon growled angrily.

"I guess we shall just have to wait and see, won't we, do enjoy the company, Salvatore" Klaus laughed as he left, with no further acknowledgement for the woman silent on the floor.

Damon watched as Klaus left the room, his blood still boiling at everything Klaus had just said, while at the same time a little confused about certain other things he had mentioned. Not made any better by Klaus making sure that he gave Damon another smug look as he left the pair behind. His smug face was soon gone and was followed by him slamming the door behind him and chuckling his way back up the stairs.

Damon felt his eyes roll subconsciously at the hybrids back, he was sure that Katherine's response would be fairly similar to his own. "So what's with the puppy dog eyes at my favourite original?" Damon asks Katherine, doing anything to avoid any questions about what the hybrid had just said, as well as his throbbing head and the thoughts swirling inside, his head swayed slightly as he rests his chin back on his chest.

"Don't Damon, seriously I just do not have the time or energy for your crap, nor do I want to discuss my private life with my least favourite Salvatore and I am sure you feel the same so can we just leave the conversation for never" Katherine sighed, somewhat defeatedly leaning her head back against the cold stone wall and closing her eyes.

"Sore spot I guess then, super serious Kat, well that's new. However it's not like I want to talk to you either, but I'm bored and you being miserable, well it takes the edge off slightly" Damon smirked to himself in the darkness.

"Okay then, whatever you like, unless you want to start talking about everything Klaus just said to you, which I know you do not, then all I do know is that we need to get the hell out of here! because whatever he has planned for us is far from good. So any ideas?" Katherine asked miserably combing her hand through her blood knotted hair.

"That's probably the best thing you've said in over one hundred years, but unless you've acquired the ability to walk through walls since last we met, then I think we're pretty much screwed don't you?" Damon finished, quickly followed with a groan, as yet another pain stabbed violently at his still empty stomach, recalling Klaus' earlier words about Bonnie only confused him further.

"Well considering our pretty good history of getting out of impossible places who knows, on a slightly different subject I think there is something you need to know, I just heard what Klaus has done to you and I'll be honest it's bad, I didn't connect everything he just said in here until now" She said pulling herself up painfully, so that she was almost eye level with him now.

"Wait, what? What the fuck did he do to me now!" Damon groaned forgetting who he was talking to, one of the main people that he'd promise to make himself weak in front of ever again.

But he could feel the panic rising in his chest because he knew it must have been really bad, after what Klaus said he couldn't help but worry about his little witch and the others, to say the very least, what with how he was feeling, he just couldn't explain it himself.

"Right so don't you dare panic, you need to stay calm, not that I care other than if you panic it's bad for me too, as it tends to trigger faster in those cases. So I know you don't belong here, this world that is. It isn't your world, but here Klaus had this kind of insane doctor construct a virus, of sorts, specifically for the vampires that he wants to torture the most. Those stomach aches you're feeling, well they aren't caused by normal hunger. The virus makes you crave blood, sure, but not human or animal, it's vampire blood that you want Damon, and you won't stop until you get it and said the vampire in question is drained dry" Katherine explained quickly, watching him for signs he was panicking, to her surprise he remained calm, for a moment at least.

Damon groaned deeply, worry and panic jumping and burning it's way through every vein in his entire body "Please tell me that you're joking! You are joking, right? because this is really not the best time to mess with me Kat" he demanded, feeling his nerves begin to kick in further somehow when she didn't say anything.

"Damon! Stop, you have got to cool it, I know you're worried about hurting your friends, but I seriously don't need you biting my head off either! You're fine, for now at least so just calm the hell down!" Katherine said in a hushed voice, so they were less likely to be overheard.

Damon's body started to shake a little, he felt his entire body warm up considerably as his breathing increased, he couldn't control his breathing at all, almost like he forgot how to breathe. Not that he needed to, but at that moment it was almost like his body had forgotten he was a vampire, the last thing he heard before he passed out, was his chains clinking against the stone wall behind him, and Katherine's hushed voice in his ear repeating his name and please don't over and over again. So much for not panicking and staying calm.