Chapter 1
Damon rose from his bed, it was early morning, and the light had just began to stream through his grand bedroom. As soon as he put weight on his feet, he could feel the craving for blood rush to his throat, he sighed in disgust. If there was one thing he hated about being a vampire, it was the craving for blood, the need to take life from someone, in order to sustain his. He detested what he was. A vampire. A soulless monster. He would do anything to be Human once more.
Of course he never dare tell anyone what he dreamed of, otherwise he would be taken advantage of, and he knew that his heart could not handle another ounce of disappointment.
He pulled on a black shirt that lay on the floor, and his leather jacket as well. He had to leave quickly if he was going to make an effort to get the blood bags from the hospital. He had to get to the hospital before it got to busy.
In a small town like Mystic Falls, it was hard to go unnoticed, especially when you were going about doing the wrong thing.
Damon crossed the hallway, his younger brother Stefan, still slept in his own bedroom, Elena, the girl Damon cherished with his whole heart, the girl that kept him alive, the girl he would stay a vampire for- just to protect her, was asleep too, curled up against Stefan.
Damon let out a deep breath; he tried hard to keep his heart from sinking into sadness.
Damon climbed into his Chevrolet, it was 6:00 am, he had exactly half an hour to get what he needed. He started the engine, rolled out of the drive way of the
Salvatore Boarding House, and took off down the highway towards town.
When he arrived at the hospital. It was dead quiet. There was only one hospital receptionist at the counter, who he compelled with ease.
He made his way to the blood bank, and stuffed his blood stash inside his bag once he finished. Damon raced back into too his car, he was starving, it had been at least a day since he had blood, Elena had been at the house all of yesterday, and Damon didn't dare drink around her. As he knew it freaked her out a little bit.
He ripped the stopper off the blood bag and put it up to his mouth. He sucked down on the thing till it was all gone, but as soon as he had finished he knew something was wrong. Instead of feeling refreshed, he felt sick.
"You've got to be kidding me!" he exclaimed. He bashed his fist into the steering wheel with anger. It hurt. "What the hell" he whispered.
Suddenly his vision blurred, and his head grew weak, he knew what was happening. Vervain. He tried to open his car door, but his body wouldn't respond, he was trapped.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw two police cars pull up out the front of the hospital. Sheriff Forbes and four other policemen, started to descend on his car.
Before he knew it, they were at his window, Damon turned to look at Sheriff Forbes, but she simply turned away and gave a small nod to one of the police officers. The police officer broke the window, glass shattered, landing all over Damon. "Liz, don't do it!" he yelled. Suddenly he felt himself been dragged through the window of his car, and he was thrown on the ground.
"Don't move!" the police officers screamed, pointing their guns at him.
Damon landed face down on the pavement, he ordered his body to get up and run, but it didn't respond. He was too weak. The last thing he remembered was the sharp pain of a needle filled with Vervain, being plunged into his neck.
Okay so that's the first chapter, hope you like it, please review. And I will continue.