Protection
Damon/Elena
Rated M - language and lemons
Romance and Drama

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters except for my OC. I'm just using them for my own amusement. If Damon was mine, I would have him not wear a shirt or clothes for that matter.

Summary: Damon and Elena blow through Mystic Falls just to protect a Petrova doppleganger from the big bad evil hybrid.

A/N: I know that there's no England or Bulgaria in AD but humor me and think there is. This is fanfiction, we can create whatever history we choose to.

Chapter Playlist
Death of Me by Asking Alexandria
Hope by We Came As Romans
Come A Little Closer by Cage The Elephant
Dr. Feelgood by Motley Crue
Girls, Girls, Girls by Motley Crue

Enjoy :)

Chapter 3

The next day at the Boarding House

Karen showed up to the Boarding House the next day to find out more about vampires.

"Miss Petrova how nice of you to drop by. To what do I owe the pleasure of your company?" Damon asked.

Elena rolled her eyes while sipping a tumbler of bourbon. Damon smirked at his wife.

"I came here to know more about vampires." Karen said.

"Then, you came to the right place."

They sat down on the couch in the parlor.

"What do you want to know about vampires?"

"Everything."

"Let's start with the basics: stake to the heart. We can't procreate though we love to try. We're a predatory species because we love to stalk our prey. We can injest people food if we choose to. Neck snapping is only temporary and vervan can harm and/or protect you from compulsion."

Karen nodded.

"We can blood share but its personal."

"How personal?"

"It's an aphrodisiac to vampires. It can get addicting for humans and it feels like a drug withdrawl."

"Okay."

"A single werewolf bite can kill us, there's no cure for a bite from a werewolf. Sire bonds are rare because that's one of the truest forms of a bond between vampires."

"What's a sire bond?"

"A sire bond is where a human dies with a vampire's, that they have have strong feelings for, blood in their system. You don't wake up as a vampire but if you don't drink human blood then you die. All vampires kill their first time but you have to get control over your bloodlust in order to leave the human alive. Most of us survive on snatch, eat, erase. We only take a pint of your blood."

"Oh wow. Is there a way to break it?" Karen asked.

"Flipped switch or send them away." Damon said.

"What do you mean by 'flipped switch'?"

"Vampires have a humanity switch. And when that's off we're lethal with no emotions. If you get in the way of a vampire that's on a warpath with no humanity then you wouldn't make it out alive. That I can promise you." Darmon told her.

Karen shuddered.

"Originals are harder to kill than other vampires."

"How so?" Karen tilted her head.

"There's a tree that's designed to kill Originals but the Mikealsons burned that down." Damon shrugged.

Elena handed Damon a tumbler of bourbon.

"We also have some powers that we can harness over time."

"Like what?"

Damon took a sip of bourbon.

"We can manipulate nature and animals. I have a specialty for fog and crows."

"He likes to scare people when he does that." Elena spoke up.

Damon shrugged and smirked at his wife. Elena rolled her eyes.

"Back to the last thing about vampires you should know about. Mates are rare its practically unheard of. Mates are stronger than a sire bond."

"Why is it stronger than a sire bond?" Karen inquired.

"We have a ceremony of sipping each others blood to activate it. It's so strong that mates have an acute understanding of their mate is. If they're in trouble then the mate will come to help. It's an instinct to protect their mate from harm."

"How do you know all of this?"

"Elena is my mate. It's impossible to cheat on one's mate. I have her blood running through my veins and I'm stronger than what my age is because Elena is so old. I will protect you from harm. I give you my word. A vampire's word isn't supposed to be taken likely so be glad that I have the heart to give it." Damon took another sip of bourbon.

Karen sat there for a minute, letting it all process. Damon let her think about it. He promised Elena he would be patient with her and protect her from any harm just like Elena gave her word to protect all Petrovas.

"I'm curious. How old is Elena?" Karen asked.

"I'm 2000 years old." Elena answered her.

"Really?" Karen's eyes bugged out.

Elena nodded. She could understand why Karen doesn't believe she's a 2000 year old vampire. She's in the presence of the world's oldest supernatural creature known to man.

"Let me explain my history to you."

Karen nodded and motion for Elena to continue.

"I was born Elena Marie Gilson in 14 AD England. I can compel other vampires. I'm 1000 years older than the Mikealsons. I was 22 years old when I was turned by a lone vampire that decided to use me as a sex slave. Before I was turned, I was beaten within an inch of my life in 36 AD Bulgaria and praying that I would die during the whole ordeal. I was under his control for 200 years and I finally had enough and killed him then I took off. The only way to kill me is a white oak tree."

"I wouldn't want to know what that's like to go through that and still be strong." Karen told her softly.

Elena nodded and Damon stroke her hand. Elena gave him a grateful smile.

"Over the centuries I've befriended a lot of supernatural creatures. I never liked the Mikealsons so we always stayed far away from each other. I'm the most powerful vampire alive. Damon is the only one I turned and it's staying that way." Elena said.

"Where do I come into?" Karen asked.

"I gave Katherine my word that I would keep her descendants protected from Klaus."

"Huh?"

"Katherine had a baby out of wedlock and back then it was considered taboo. She couldn't keep her baby and her father took her daughter away from her. She was banished to England where Klaus wanted her to break a curse that was placed on him by his mother. His mother locked his werewolf side by a moonstone. To break it he has to kill a werewolf, kill a vampire and drain the blood of a doppleganger to unlock his werewolf side."

"Okay."

"Katherine couldn't take chances so she turned and fled. Klaus did the unthinkable and slaughtered her entire family. I made a promise to kill Klaus if he harm any of the Petrovas. If I was in close proximity to Klaus then he would run because he knows what I'm capable of."

Karen blinked a couple times.

"I'm going to go home and sleep on this if that's okay with you." Karen said.

"Of course." Damon said.

He stood up and walked Karen over to the door. He opened and just when Karen was about to step out of the door, Stefan was there.

"What did you do?" Stefan accused.

"I did nothing, brother. All I told her was vampire nature and what it all entails. She finally knows about Elena's history and why she's here. You'll find out soon enough so don't even think about doing anything to harm her. Brother or not, Elena will protect her." Damon said.

Stefan still stared at Damon. Karen shifted from foot to foot from the rising tension.

"I'm still going to go home now so I'll see you tomorrow, Stefan. Bye Damon."

"Bye," Damon waved.

He stalked back into the parlor and poured himself a healthy glass of bourbon. He downed it in one gulp. Elena looked at Stefan.

"Care to tell me what was going on here?" Stefan asked.

"You should listen to what Damon said, Stefan. It's all we did. She needed to know what she's getting into."

"Getting into?" Stefan scoffed. "She doesn't need to know more about vampires."

"Yes she does. Her whole history has vampire written all over it. She's a Petrova and more importantly I will protect her from Klaus. I gave Katherine my word that her descendants are protected. I'm not going to break it. Don't make me compel you to stay away from her." Elena glared at Stefan.

Stefan's eyes widened at Elena.

"I don't even know how old you are. Are you an Original?" Stefan asked.

Elena snorted.

"Not even close to those stuck up Mikealsons. I'm 2000 years old. I killed my sire for keeping me as a sex slave for 200 years. Don't even act like you're any better than me, Ripper." Elena hissed.

Stefan gulped.

"I think it best to stay away from me." Elena advised Stefan.

Elena shook her head then went to the stairs and walked to Damon's and Elena's bedroom for the night. Damon smirked at Stefan then followed after his mate. Once Damon and Elena are snuggled in bed.

"You know Stefan probably won't do what you advised right?" Damon asked as he ran his fingers through her hair.

"Yeah I know. I'll probably just have to compel him not to do anything stupid." Elena murmured.

Damon made a face at the audacity his brother goes to when it comes to witholding information that's vital to situations. He's always been the golden boy and getting everything he wanted handed to him on a silver platter.

Stefan was in his room, planning on what he's going to do about Karen. He's also scared of what Elena will do once she finds out what his plans are. He already set the plan in motion and he can't wait to see the look in her face when Mikeal shows his face. Stefan smiled evilly at his genius plan.

Somewhere in a cemetery

Mikeal leaned against his coffin after Stefan woke him up and explained everything to him. If Elena or the Originals gets wind of him rising then Elena will go off into a warpath on her way to ripped Mikeal's heart out of his chest. He shuddered at that thought. She's strong for a small thing. It'd be best to stay away from her because he doesn't want to face her wrath. Mikeal has always been weary of her along with the rest of the Originals.

Stefan is very stupid if he thinks that Mikeal can take down Elena even if he stabs her in the heart with a white oak stake. He's got another thing coming for him. Mikeal stood up and left the cemetery to lay low for when he would make his grand entrance to his children and Klaus. So he can kill them once and for all.

A/N: a lot of information to process huh? And what the hell are you doing, Stefan? Mikeal has nothing on Elena. Seriously, this isn't what I want to happen. These characters just do what they want I have no control over it.

Cola Marie Salvatore