Blood Slave
Author's Note: This story takes place after they all defeat Klaus and Elena comes back and Damon doesn't leave. Please enjoy. Sorry if Klaus is OC but I like him better as my version.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything.
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"Go on," I coxed him on raising an eyebrow at the blonde vampire as I shifted my weight and crossed my arms. What possible problem could he have that he would need my help?
"It's starting again Damon. The Trade is back. I need your help to take it down again," he explained meeting my eyes and looking grim.
I stared at him for a minute and suddenly burst into fits of hysterical laughter.
Chapter Two: Slaves
Damon's Pov
"Like hell, am I ever going near them or that place again!" I told him still laughing. I could feel Stefan and Elena's confusion clearly but I ignored them.
Klaus smirked at me and I sobered immediately.
"I thought that might be your reaction so I call in my favor." He announced smugly.
I froze and my eyes narrowed into black slits. If you did another vampire a favor then you have to repay them no matter what and no respectable vampire ever broke their word.
"Oh really? What favor?" I asked suspiciously.
"When I lent you the knife at the castle that you used to escape."
I narrowed my eyes even further if that is possible.
"And once my job is done set me free." I muttered in a ceremony way and we both put our fangs to our palms and made tiny cuts and clasped hands mixing our blood.
"Yeah I'm confused," Stefan announced from behind me. I had forgotten he was there for a moment.
I ignored him. "So how do you plan on taking it down and why the hell me?" I snarled furiously.
"You because you have power and because Rebecca is running it now." Klaus answered knowing this information would disturb me.
I froze again. Rebecca is and always will be pure evil. Humanity had escaped her ageless body a long time ago.
"You know how to take her down Damon. I'll even let you kill her. We'll be sold back into the trade by a friend and when she doesn't expect it we'll kill her and anyone else in our way," Klaus continued grinning wickedly.
"You're going to let us be sold back into the trade!" I roared in rage my hands balling into fists.
"Calm down, they're looking of us anyways. Rebecca has everyone and anyone searching for us. I know someone who can safely sell us to her and remind yourself what he says we have to do." Klaus responded calmly.
"Will you two tell us what's going on?" Stefan shouted impatiently, glaring at both of us.
"I'm leaving." I answered smirking turning to them.
"No you are not. Not without an explanation!" Elena argued, passion burning in her eyes. She crossed her eyes like waiting for my explanation. I growled not liking the ordering tone in her voice.
"What's the trade? Who's Rebecca?" Stefan demanded. Again I growled in irritation.
"How do you and Klaus know each other so well? What is this castle that you want to be sold into?" Elena demanded and they both came closer waiting for my answers.
"Yeah Damon tell them." Klaus teased smirking. When I said nothing he started to explain for me.
"The trade is where humans, witches, and vampires are sold as slaves to higher ranking and more powerful vampires. Five hundred years ago when Damon was still a new vampire he was captured and sold and we met each other being sold.
They lived in a huge castle somewhere in California and used humans for blood, witches for labor, and vampires for sex. Damon was sold to a high ranking vampire named Rebecca Twist. She is pure evil in the highest form and viciously violent. I was sold to her brother, Brandon Twist. Equally violent but he wasn't as twisted and evil as Rebecca was.
In the trade they used violence to make us obey them. It was a horrible place.
After three hundred years Damon and I planned to escape. About a century ago we burned the castle to the ground. We killed thousands but too many survived. Rebecca and Brandon were two f those survivors. Rebecca has started it back up again so it will be worse than ever. Since she is looking for us we will be sold back into the castle and we'll take it down once and for all by killing Rebecca and burning it for good." He explained grimly.
"You were a slave for four hundred years?" Stefan asked staring at me and then he started to laugh. I punched him in the back of the head and he muffled his laughter, hiding his smirk. I did not like to be laughed at.
"So how come Stefan has never heard of this trade?" Elena asked suspiciously.
"It's very hidden from vampire hunters." Klaus answered smoothly.
Klaus then turned to me smirking in a grim way that told me he was about to tell me something I didn't want to hear.