Chapter 3 on Immortal Soul. Damon's POV.
Who am I? Who is she?
Don't want to reach for me do you
I mean nothing to you
The little things gives you away
And now there will be no mistaking
The levees are breaking
All you've ever wanted
Was someone to truly look up to you
And six feet under water
I…. Do….
'On the smallest moon of the Nether World fine ash was falling. It fell on two already ash-covered bodies. It fell on ash-choked water.
It blocked the sunlight so the endless midnight covered the moon's ash- coated surface.
And something else fell. In the smallest imaginable droplets, an opalescent fluid fell, colors swirling as if to try and make up for the ugliness of the ashes.
They were tiny drops, but there were trillions upon trillions of them, falling endlessly, concentrated over the spot where they had once been part of the largest container of raw Power in three dimensions.
There was a body on the ground on this spot-not quite a corpse. The body had no heartbeat; it did not breathe, and there was no brain activity. But somewhere in it there was a slow pulsing, that quickened very slightly as the tiny drops of Power fell upon it.
The pulsing was made up of nothing but a memory. The memory of a girl with dark blue eyes and golden hair and a small face with wide brown eyes.
And the taste: the taste of two maidens' tear. Elena. Bonnie.
Putting the two of them together they formed what was not exactly a thought, not exactly a picture.
But to someone who only understood words, it might be translated:
They are waiting for me. If I can figure out who I am.
And that sparked a fierce determination.
After what seemed like centuries but was only a few hours, something moved in the ash.
A fist clenched.
And something stirred in the brain, a self-revelation. A name.
Damon.'
Darkness. That's all he saw. Ashes. Falling like little gray snowflakes, covering him fully. There was nothing in sight. No grass. No trees. No animals. No water… No life.
Slowly he tried to rise from the blanket of ashes, he look more closely to his surroundings. Still he couldn't see nothing, not even a single ray of pure sunlight, only the gray ashes that where falling endlessly. Where am I? He thought.
Slowly and carefully he rose to his feet. He… is a young man about seventeen or eighteen years of age, has black straight silky hair, twilight skin and has endless black eyes. And he was naked.
But the real problem was three things…
First, he remembers someone more specific a girl. This girl has dark blue eyes and beautiful golden hair. She is the most gorgeous girl he ever seen.
Her name is Elena. But who is she to him. Was she his girlfriend? Fiancé? Wife? Who is this girl, this Elena? Every time he says her name gives him the shivers. Elena….Elena….Elena….
Secondly, he also remembers another girl. This girl is very different from Elena not only looks but in spirit he can feel it. She has a small heart-shape face and beautiful wide brown eyes.
Her name is Bonnie. But there's something different about this girl that is extremely different from Elena. Instead sending shivers down his spine, he feels warmth.
Warmth inside, inside his chest and then an aching secation afterwards. What is this feeling? he wondered. And who is this Bonnie to him? Was she the real love of his life and not Elena?
Was this feeling…love?
And third he remembers on more important thing about himself. He wasn't exactly sure but it feels right. This young man's name is…
Damon.
And one thing "Damon" knows is that somehow, someday he will go back to them. Back where he is still needed. Back home.
Bonnie's POV
I walk into a beautiful meadow close to Old Creek. A few months ago Elena died in this creek and return as a vampire just in time to stop Stefan, in a cruel way, from killing his brother…again.
Damon. "Oh how much I miss you" I spoke out loud not caring if someone was here listening. "How much I wanted him to like me too" But did he?
Flashback:
"They hurt you, didn't they, little redbird? I saw…I saw your face. Damon said in his new choked-up voice. I didn't know what to say. But suddenly I didn't mind how hard he squeezed me. I even found myself squeezing back.
Suddenly, to me shock, Damon broke my koala-grip and pulled me up and kissed me on the lips very gently. "Little redbird! I'm going to go now, and make them pay for what they did to you"
End of Flashback
He kiss me but this time I felt something. Something special. Love? I sigh. "Its to late now…To late"
Somewhere near Bonnie, hiding in the shadows. There was someone watching her intenstly. And a wicked smile appeared in that person's face.
"Soon… every soon your life will change, little redbird"
In the beginning I put the song piece because everyone didn't care about Damon if he live or die and he wanted to be respected and love like Stefan.
And now when his gone they all care and all feel very sad.
And one more thing the guy in the end who said little redbird is not Damon its someone else. Review!:)
Song: The Little Things Gives You Away-Linkin Park