24 Hours Prior:
Klaus looks over a sleeping Damon who was pouting even in his sleep. With the pregnancy and lack of fresh blood Damon was exhausted so to save time Klaus said he'd drive. After a petulant argument about Damon letting Klaus drive his car, he pouted and whined until he fell asleep. Klaus finds it odd how warm he feels just looking at Damon and pulls onto the Whitmore Campus.
"How the hell are we not gonna look weird?"Klaus asks Damon who grins and puts some fake glasses on Klaus.
"You are now twenty years old. Graduated at eighteen, took a gap year in England, and are now ready for college"Damon smirks licking his lips.
"I am not wearing glasses"Klaus huffs.
"Really turns out I'm into nerdy British guys"Damon purrs and Klaus's eyes light up.
"Well maybe for the day"he says swallowing thickly as Damon winks at walks off. He follows after and they make it to the acceptance office. The woman is easily compelled into believing the story and she calls a young teenager in to her office.
"Aaron will be attending here next year and his adoptive father is a professor here. So he'll be happy to show you around"she says and Damon eyes darken. Klaus feels his fiancé's happy mood drop and turn to raw anger and loathing. He looks at Damon who just walks after Aaron glaring daggers into his back. When Damon looks at an old building and clenches his fists before turning away. Klaus narrows his eyes and turns to the teenager who sighs looking at the building.
"That's the old Whitmore house, my family has history here. It burned down in the fifties or something like a ton of people died"Aaron shrugs and Klaus pieces it together. That is where Damon was held, Aaron's family is the one who tortured him. If Aaron had an adopted father it would be because Damon killed all his family. He now gets Damon's rage and unhappy mood.
"I heard about that"Damon says with a sick smile. Aaron nods bored completely with the tour and starts walking towards it.
"I'll show you around I guess, come on in"he huffs opening the door and the vampires grin walking into the house. Damon was filled with tension and his very instincts were screaming for him to kill Aaron, but he didn't want to end the revenge any time soon. Aaron was going to find a wife and pop out lots of little brats so he could have his fun.
"Aaron who are they?"a man with blonde hair asks.
"Damon Salvatore and his friend Klaus Mikleson"Aaron shrugs.
"Mikaelson"Klaus corrects with a huff but Wes is looking at Damon like he's food.
"Salvatore huh"he smiles and Klaus narrows his eyes.
"I guess I'll show you around the house now"Aaron mutters and Damon looks at Wes eyeing the Augustine ring on his hand.
"Go on I'll catch up"Damon says and Klaus nods following after Aaron.
"You know you look familiar, photos of some one just like you in a folder"Wes smirks walking down towards the basement and Damon gets chills following him.
"I know who you are, so I'll ask this once. Where is 12144?"he demands shoving Wes against the wall. He reaches his hand back for the vervain spray and Damon tosses him across the room. He puts his foot on Wes's neck and glares down at him.
"You're going to regret this"Wes warns and Damon rolls his eyes.
"You freaks are sadly still around, I thought I wiped you all out"Damon hisses pressing down harder, making him cough.
"If you kill me you'll never find your friend"Wes says and Damon growls in frustration and when he closes his eyes, Wes shoves the syringe into his leg and Damon collapses. He'd been working the travelers and had perfected it a few weeks ago. He look at the young girl who he had injected with 12144's blood and a fast acting version of rabies. She was basically dead at this point and he knew it was only a matter of time before she awoke.
He stands up and presses the vervain smoke button for the cells and when he sees Enzo drop walks in to get him. The hired muscle he made Enzo compel picks the vampire up and loads him into the shipping container for easy moving. Damon is tossed into his old cell and Wes flees the scene with Enzo.
1956:
After three years of being cut open over and over again Damon still was terrified. The pain never faded, the cup of blood was barely enough to keep him alive. They liked him more than Enzo, he was older thirty seven years older to be exact. He could have been Enzo's dad strange when he thinks about it. Thinking hurts even, especially today where they carved out his brain stem, careful to keep his head attached.
Damon felt intense anger towards his brother grow for not noticing he was gone but they had gone half centuries without speaking. The last time he ever spoke to his little brother was 1942. He had used what little strength he had that morning to make them pick him.
"What could you possibly know about war?"Enzo asks and Damon smiles weakly.
"You my younger friend are looking at Confederate Lieutenant Damon Salvatore of the 23rd regiment from Virginia. I had a fancy uniform and everything"Damon smiles weakly eyes closed.
"I guess you really are older I didn't believe you honestly"Enzo smirks.
"You kidding me? You died in 1903 I was almost seventy five years old and still looked like this"Damon laughs and starts coughing up blood.
"Take it easy mate"Enzo says looking sadly down at Damon's form. The elder vampire was translucent, more than usual. He looked awful and Enzo wished more than ever that they were out of this hell.
Klaus says goodbye to Aaron and goes to find Damon. He smells blood and rushes down into a lab area. He sees a young woman strapped up and clearly dead but hears blood flowing meaning she's in transition. He kicks open another door and finds Damon slumped over in a cell, that would be too barbaric for any animal.
Klaus sees the scratches on the wall and drops beside his lover shaking him. "Damon wake up"he insists and bites his wrist forcing blood into Damon's mouth.
Damon eyes snap open and his veins ripple threw times longer than his actual ones. The usual gentle tug of Damon's familiar fangs is gone. Instead it's viscous and Klaus feels him starting to sever the hand from his arm. He yanks away which is much harder than it should have been. Damon jumps up and it doesn't even look like he recognizes Klaus.
The young girl walks to where the commotion is blood down the side of her mouth meaning she turned.
Klaus turns to Damon who has titled his head and licked his lips. Before he can get a word out Damon has pinned the new vampire to the cell door and is drinking.
"Damon stop"Klaus says and Damon does, once he's holding her head in his hands.
"Vampire blood tastes so good Nik"Damon says dangerously and Klaus has never seen such a look in his little raven's eyes. "When I was in New York I'd just feed and leave the bodies out for everyone to see, they called me the Son of Sam"Damon laughs hollowly and smiles sharply.
"Love I think we have a problem"Klaus mutters as Damon sucks the blood off his hands.
"No I don't think we do, did you feel how strong I was?"Damon asks flexing his fingers and moving to where Klaus is. "You can't die and you taste perfect, always have"Damon smiles pushing Klaus against the wall with all the strength he has. The rocks shake and dust falls over them.
Klaus winces from the force he was shoved, that would only come from a vampire three times Damon's age. The look in Damon's eyes wasn't the lust mixed with adoration and love he was familiar with. No it was primal, raw, and dangerous. Whatever happened to Damon had changed him he didn't even smell the same. The calming sweet scent of roses and spring was replaced with something sweeter, like nectar. It was almost sickening how strong the alluring fragrance was. Before when Damon was rough with Klaus there was always underlying affection but now it was just pure lust.
"Stop"Klaus tells him, voice soft and Damon's eyes thaw. The condescending smirk turns into a shaky wobble and so does the tight grip on him. Damon looks at him like he's seeing him for the first time. Yet still he smells overwhelmingly good like a trap waiting to spring.
"Nik"he mutters pulling away and looking at the dead vampire. His hands moves to trace the carvings in the wall and his eyes close. "Out of the roughly fifteen years of abuse from my parents I would have taken that a hundred times over before I spent a week here. I can't think about this place without my blood boiling, without feeling the pain, the absolute horror that came from here. When I go to hell whoever designs them would be smart to make this mine"Damon whispers and Klaus rubs his back.
"Love I don't know how to help you"Klaus whispers.
"Katherine did, with my war PTSD. But this is worse, so much worse. I can't I, please get me out of here"Damon breaths out harshly his eyes filling with tears and his throat closing. Klaus nods and knows better than to pick Damon up and cuddle him to his chest like his wolf inside is telling him to. The last thing Damon's needs is to feel restricted in movement, he needs out of any sort of cell.
"Can I hold your hand?"Klaus asks as you would a small child and instead a sarcastic remark he gets a frantic nod and sad blue eyes. He has never seen Damon look so vulnerable and he hates it. Once they're outside Damon is walking ahead breathing in the cold air.
"I turned my humanity off for over fifty years, repressed this the best I could, and tried not think about it. Now with whatever the fuck was done to me and the fucking hormones I'm a mess"Damon screams and Klaus winces from the cracks in his voice.
"Tell me what you need"Klaus says in his calmest voice and Damon sits down on the curb.
"I need to not feel this horrible"Damon whispers head in his hands and Klaus sits beside him.
"Well what about things that don't make you feel so horrible. Like planning a wedding"Klaus suggests and Damon smiles resting his head on Klaus's shoulder.
"You make me happy, I just need you to sit here and look pretty"Damon sighs looking up at the darkening sky and Klaus presses a kiss to the top of Damon's hair. He tilts his head up slightly and smiles slightly guiltily.
"Sleep and don't dream little raven"he compels before Damon's eyes slide shut and he slumps over. Klaus scoops him up and carries Damon to the car. He looks up and knows Kol can no doubt feel everything Damon does right now. Klaus hopes he can work out the cannibal thing preferably before Damon tries eating a vampire he can kill and will be missed. For now all he can do is thank whoever is out there that Kol does not have cell service on the boat.