It Runs in the Family

Chapter 2

Blood dripped down Damon's face as he looked down at his latest victim having that stupid gut feeling as he lowered the girl down to the ground and closed her eyes. Ever since Damon had let that one girl go he had had this feeling with every victim he took now. With a frustrated groan, Damon dropped the girl and went to the next room to see how his brother Stefan was doing with his latest victim.

A scream erupted from the victim's throat as Stefan threw her to the floor bringing his knife down to her neck as fast as he could so he could silence her screams. Damon watched as a silent plea from her eyes was sent out before him before she chocked on her own blood silencing her forever. Damon took a second to collect himself and turned around waiting for Stefan to do his thing before they washed up for school. It was around seven am and their parents would expect them home for breakfast soon.

"What's been with you lately?" Stefan asked as they exited the house and went back towards Damon's car.

"What the hell is that supposed to mean?"

"You know what it means Damon, ever since we killed that one family with mom and dad and then heard about the lone survivor on the news you've been jumpy lately. Trust me I have to, but I have a feeling they won't say anything because their fear will control them. Plus mom and dad said they already have it taken care of, so we have to trust them on that."

"Sure they do." Damon did with as much sarcasm as he could muster.

Before Damon knew it Stefan had spun around so quick that he didn't even know that Stefan had put a hand to his throat and squeezed. What the hell was he doing?

"What the hell?!"

"Don't you dare say that about mom and dad again. You know their only trying their best."

"For who Stefan? I mean do you actually enjoy killing all these innocent people?"

"You know for a fact that none of these people are innocent. We all play the same game only with different monsters."

"Fine. I get it. Now will you please let me go before I have to snap your wrist."

Stefan narrowed his eyes at him in suspicion as he let Damon go walking towards his car.

"Come on. We have breakfast to get to and you know how mom and dad get when they're waiting."

Forks clanged against silver ware as Damon looked around the table full of killers. He had no real clue why his family always insisted on eating together but he found it quite laughable.

"So are you boys ready for school today"

They nodded their heads as Damon took a bite of his toast.

"Well I'm guessing I don't have to give you two lectures about keeping your grades up. I know killing is all fun and games for you both but it's not a profession that you can easily come across so you need to keep up those grades for those fancy and expensive colleges."

"Whatever you say mother." Damon said with the most fake smile he could manage.

"Get to school. Both of you. Dont make me repeat myself twice."

Damon and Stefan nodded as they made their way to school.

"Why do you have to provoke her like that?" Stefan said taking his seat in their first period class.

"She's a psychopath." he whispered quietly.

"No she's a killer who can slit your throat in an instant." Stefan pointed out as Damon hoped that no one had overheard him.

Damon sighed opening his notebook and jotting down his notes as heels clicked on the floor grabbing Damon's attention. He couldn't believe he was really seeing this.

"Good morning class. I would like to introduce you to our new student Ms. Elena Gilbert."

It was her. The girl he had saved. But what was she doing here?

"Please take a seat Ms. Gilbert."

Elena nodded and made her way to the seat beside Damon as she turned her head towards him smiling.

"Hey." she said. "Do I know you from somewhere?"