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Stiles POV:

I have learned a couple things about being a vampire. First, running as fast as possible makes me a blur and unfollowable. Will be nice if I ever need to escape some hunters. Or an awkward social situation. Another thing is the mind control. If that is the official term for it. It is weird to do. Aggressive eye contact and boom, they did whatever I said. I have only used it once since arriving in Mystic Falls. I was hiding in a hotel room that was now forever closed. I told the housekeeping staff it was a plumbing issue that could not be fixed unless the entire hotel was demolished, and it seemed to be working. The last power that I have for sure is super strength. Very similar to Scott's werewolf strength in levels of unnaturalness.

I sighed, sitting down on the edge of the bed. I glanced around the hotel room. It was small and meager, holding only a queen-sized bed, one small nightstand with a single lamp and one window. The closed drapes were light green in color, matching the bed covers as well. Daylight glowed around the edges of said curtains, but did not stream in. I really should be trying to sleep. Night-time was the only time I could roam freely around this new town, but every time I closed my eyes, I saw it. Allison and her dad's death. My hands shook. I needed to learn control and fast. I could not live with myself if I killed again.

The only reason I wasn't dead now is that I am too much of a coward. Staking myself with a piece of wood is way to scary. Starving myself to death would just lead to my instincts taking over and me killing more people. I just needed to stay in control. Some hunter would off me eventually. I can never go home. Facing Scott? Or my dad? I could not look them in the eyes and tell them I killed; they would never forgive me.

My stomach rumbled. Oh no. I guess tonight was the night to learn control. Last time, I was okay until I started. Basically, I have a long way to go. I ran my hand through my hair, and closed my eyes, groaning. I am so going to spend the next six hours dreading nightfall. The door handle turned. I was on my feet in an instant, back to the window. That would be a nice escape if I wanted to burn all my skin off. I accidently dipped a finger in sunlight the other day, and now I know what lava feels like.

The door opened, and in walked the face of my nightmares. His electric blue eyes meet mine underneath his raven locks. He smirked at me before swinging the door shut. The vampire was still wearing a black shirt underneath a black leather jacket. He walked up to me. I scrambled backwards, only stopping when my back smacked into a wall. I opened my mouth, intending to question how he found me when he held up a finger to cut me off.

"Ah, nope. Stiles, right? Now, tell me did you follow me here to attempt to kill me for revenge? Where are your little hunter friends? You should know that killing the sire vamp does not cure you."

If I could melt into the wall I would. "W-what? I wasn't following you here! I didn't even know you were-" I gestured in the air.

He tilted his head at me, "So, you accidentally just happened to arrive in Mystic Falls days after I turned you?"

"Yes?"

He leaned back, frowning, "Well that's definitely interesting. Highly unlikely too." He turned to the window, yanking the drape open.

"No, wait-"

Sunlight poured over his frame, and he did not even flinch. In fact, he was not even smoking. I stared in amazement. He smiled ferally at me. He stepped towards me, grabbing my arm. I let out a squeak of surprise, and then a gasp of horror as he jerked me forcefully toward the sunlight. I dug my heels in and fought. He readjusted his grip, one hand wrapped around my wrist, and the other grasping my throat. He lifted me off my feet as if I weighed nothing and slammed me into the wall. His hand around my wrist lifted it up and squeezed. I inhaled in pain.

"Let me ask you this one more time, why did you follow me here?" His blue eyes were like shards of ice.

"I… I didn't, I swear! I-"

He pulled my hand into the sunlight. It started smoking. Pain like hellfire engulfed my hand. I screamed. I tried to jerk my arm out of his grip, but he held fast. After a couple of seconds, he dropped me. I fell to my knees, burnt hand pulled to my chest as I looked up at the much more powerful vampire. He is terrifying even through a blur of tears. I blinked, letting the tears cascade down my face as I watched my hand slowly heal back up. It was a better view than the other vampire. This is where I die.

He crouched down in front of me. I gasped, shielding my face. "P-please. I did not follow you on purpose! I didn't know you were here; I-I just picked a spot on the map randomly to hide. I don't even know who you are!" I let out a sobbing breath, as his head tilted.

He let out a disappointing sort of sigh, "You are telling the truth." I refused to say anything. He just flipping tortured me because he thought I was lying! He stood before closing the window drape. The room plunged into semi-darkness yet again. He swore under his breath before leaving. I jumped as the hotel room door slammed shut. I looked at my hand again. It was already healed. I rubbed it, breathing heavily before leaning back on a wall.

Since I was no longer a threat to this vampire, he must not be interested in me anymore. Thank god. The second the sun set, I am getting the hell out of dodge.

An hour before sunset, the door opened again. I jumped to my feet, any evidence of tear tracks or the torture session long gone.

"Hello again."

I swallowed down my fear, staying with my back into a corner of the room. If he came any closer, I would run out. Would he be faster than me? Only one way to find out. I tensed as he moved part way across the room.

"Calm down. If you don't bolt out of here like a startled deer, I can actually help you." The vampire stopped at the bed, pulling two bags of blood out. They look like he stole them from a hospital. "Now, what do you prefer? Type A? B negative?"

I stared at him confused. "None?" He tossed the bags down on the rumpled sheets. "Come on, you must be getting hungry by now. They even come with a built-in straw!"

I continued to stare. What was he doing? Helping? Changing tactics?

He sighed, "Look here, I come like an apologetic half-drunk ex, and you're rendered speechless."

"W-what are you doing?" I managed to choke out.

"This is called helping. I hope. I mean…" He paused looking guilty. "I really thought you were here to kill me, and I got defensive. Like, no one knows I'm in town yet."

"…why?" I asked. There had to be-

"No ulterior motive. Promise. I sired you, I'm responsible for you. Besides, this could be fun! You clearly need help. Let us just put today behind us. After all, earlier was just a big misunderstanding. And if you still feel like taking off, well, I won't stop you." He walked over to the door and opened it.

"This is my offer; you stay here, and I can teach you how to be a proper vamp. Leave and risk losing control and getting caught by a hunter. No strings attached."

"I don't even know who you are." I exclaimed. The audacity of this guy, expecting me to stay for instruction when he fucking tortured me?

"Well, the name's Damon." He smirked, "If you really want the whole life story, well. Stick around long enough and you might find out." He winked before closing the door and leaving me to my thoughts.

What. The. Actual. Hell. Was he trying to say sorry without really saying those exact words? The door reopened.

"Free lesson of today, avoid sunlight, obviously. Do not get stacked, beheaded, or set on fire. Good luck."

The door shut and Damon was gone. I definitely did not open the door and survey the hallway to make sure. Three times. Not at all what happened.

I sat down on the edge of the bed. My stomach rumbled. Right. I picked up a blood bag, looking at the cover. Blood donation, B negative. I undid it and he was right; it does come with a built-in straw. I carefully undid the packaging and took a hesitate sip. It tasted like heaven. Halfway through, I paused. I didn't even 'vamp out' when I was drinking this time. Maybe because it was not from a live human? I'll have to ask Damon later. If I stayed. After I finished off both blood bags, I took a calming breath. I must decide whether to stay or not. He was offering fundamentally free lessons to being a vampire. 'No strings attached' is what he said. I doubted that immediately. Then again, what choice did I have? I had to learn control. By the time the sun rose, I was still in the hotel room.