A/N: Hi guys! So here is Damon and Stefan in transition. Thanks to everyone who followed the story, favourite and reviewed. Special shout out to jairem who has been faithfully reading and reviewing my story from the first chapter! Thanks a lot! Your reviews make me smile seeing how interested you are in what I'm doing. Keep em coming haha.

Damon POV

I sat up with a gasp and looked around in confusion. I was in the old quarry. It looked it was the early hours of the morning. I could see the sun in the distance but it was still quite dark. I felt so strange. I spotted Stefan lying a few feet away from me. I moved to his side, noting that he was still sleeping. His shirt was torn and bloody but there was no wound where his shirt opened. I turned my attention to my own shirt and it was in the same state. I remembered now. We had both been shot; for attempting to save Elena. Elena! Had I really forgotten about her? I stood quickly and ran.

I had no idea what I was looking for but I knew when I found it. I followed the scent of smoke. I burst into the town square and took in the scene. The church was burning. There were people standing around laughing and chatting animatedly. It didn't take genius to figure out what was burning inside the church. I vaguely noticed myself falling to my knees and sobbing uncontrollably. I didn't care that there were probably people watching me and laughing at the sight of me crying for what most believed were demons.

I watched as the church burned and soon it was blackened and destroyed. All that remained were a few remnants of the walls. The fire was out. I couldn't bear to move closer. I couldn't bear to see the bodies, knowing one of them was Elena.

I numbly returned to the quarry, knowing as much as my grief consumed me, I couldn't leave my brother to wake alone and confused. He awoke not long after I arrived, having the same reaction that I had; confusion and fear.

I explained to him what had happened. I was surprised the tears did not return but I was probably far too numb for any to come. I watched as shock, guilt and horror filled his eyes and soon he was the one crying. I simply tilted my head in confusion. He began to babble out apologies.

"Damon I...I'm so sorry. I can't imagine what you are feeling right now. I swear to you I will make it up to you somehow." I shook my head slowly.

"Stefan I don't feel anything now. Everything I was died with her. There is no way you can make this up to me." He looked dismayed at my words.

"But we're in transition Damon! Don't you see? We have an eternity to make this right."

"There is no way to make this right! What is the point of eternity without her? Is this really what you choose Stefan? What about Katherine? Do you not care about her?" He swallowed visibly at my mention of Katherine.

"I remember things Damon. It's like when I died I started to remember everything she made me forget. She wasn't the woman I thought she was. She was cruel and she used me. Did you...Did you get any of that when you woke?" I shook my head at him again.

"No Stefan. Elena never compelled me; ever." He looked a little taken aback by that but he nodded. He seemed to struggle with his next words.

"Is this what you choose; to die?" And it was. I couldn't bear the thought of living a life without her. Having only known her for a short while, she had taken over my whole being.

"It is." I simply said and I watched as a few tears dropped from Stefan's eyes. He stood and with a single glance back at me, left the quarry.

I stayed at the quarry. There was no point going anywhere. I found a small shack and sat against its crumbling wall. I simply sat and remembered. I thought about everything I had come to learn about her and remembered all the time I spent with her. When I ran out of them I spared a few thoughts towards my mother. I thought about how she had been so kind and had always treated me with respect unlike father. I thought of Stefan. I thought back to when he was born. Mother telling me that I had to take care of him. The two of us playing and growing up together. Stefan always following me around dutifully until it came time that I was sent off to the confederacy. I could feel myself growing weaker by the minute. I knew it would not be long until I faded completely. For once I hoped there was a heaven. Perhaps Elena and I will be reunited.

I heard footsteps approaching and I weakly turned to look. It was Stefan but he was not alone. He was leading a young girl that I recognised as one of the crowd Stefan usually associated with. I could see pity and determination in his eyes. He looked different. He looked powerful. He was no longer human.

"So you transitioned." I mumbled with difficulty.

"Yes. I went to see father to try and explain to him that I was still myself. He told me that it was he that shot us! He came at me with a stake and but I deflected it and he impaled himself. I didn't mean to. But then the scent of blood was so strong. I tried to fight it but..." he trailed off. I felt a morbid joy rush through me at the news of father's death. I had always hated him. I turned my attention to the girl at his side.

"Stefan who is this; what have you done to her?" He ignored me. He continued to approach me as if I were a wild animal about to strike. It was a ridiculous notion as I probably did not have the energy even to stand.

"Damon you have no idea how this feels. It's like all my life I've been feeling everything only halfway. Everything is brighter and every sound is clearer. It feels amazing. It is a waste for you to just fade away. I need you. I need my brother with me." He pleaded and I could not believe what I was hearing. He was different. He had a strange delirious joy about him.

"Stefan this is what I choose. I don't want eternal life." I said with as much power as I could muster. He shook his head and turned his attention to the girl. He moved forward and I watched in horror as he sank his fangs into her neck. He pulled back almost immediately and led her over to me. He told her to sit and soon all of my senses were filled and taken over by the scent of blood. I tried to pull away but soon I felt a pressure on the back of my neck. Stefan was pushing me down closer. As soon as I was only inches away, I could stop myself no longer. My mouth latched onto the wound on her neck and I finally tasted the blood. I could barely hear Stefan murmuring encouragement. Stefan pulled me back soon and when he did I felt the changes in me.

I felt stronger and like he said, everything was heightened. The biggest change was the ache in my gums and I knew that it was my fangs growing. With the heightened emotions came the absolutely fury over what my brother had forced me to do. I pushed him away roughly. He stumbled, watching in shock as I stood to face him.

"How could you Stefan? I wanted to die! She's gone! Why would I want to live?" I shouted, feeling the fury stronger than I ever was able to before. It must be part of being a vampire.

"I'm sorry! I just wanted to have you with me! I wanted my brother with me!" I was stunned into silence for a moment. I could feel my anger growing. How could he be so selfish?

"Well you've got your wish brother. We'll be together for an eternity but I will make it an eternity of misery for you!" With that said I ran from the quarry, never looking back. Where would I go from here?

A/N: Well there you have it! I wanted to keep to the actual story as much as possible so I'm keeping Damon's anger with Stefan and the estrangement the brother's go through. In the show it's explained the Emily did not tell Damon that Katherine was in the tomb until after he had turned into a vampire. It may take a while for the next lot of chapters as I don't have any more written as of yet. I need to sit down and plan where I'm going with this next. I'm deciding whether or not I want to follow some of Damon's progress as a new vampire or skip to present day when Damon is attempting to release Elena from the tomb. Next chapter will be Elena point of view of what happens.