So here's the next chapter. I really hope you like this chapter it took me a while to write it out in a way that I liked and still following the episode events as closely as possible. So… enjoy.
Damon leaned up against his liquor table, drinking a bottle of scotch as he went through the contacts of Alison's phone, searching for his brothers. Finally finding it, he pressed call and held the device p to his ear. He need his ring, like now, and the only one who could give it to him was Stefan now that Zach lay dead somewhere in the woods.
"Alison?" Came the younger Salvatore's confused voice.
"Even better." Damon replied with a smirk. You could basically hear the hatred on the other line.
"Damon." Stefan breathed out with bitterness
"I want my ring." Damon said simply as he started to stroll around, taking a sip from the liquor in his hands every so often.
"Where are you?" Stefan asked.
"None of your business. Where's my ring?"
"I don't have it. Where are you? What have you done?" Stefan listed off the questions only making Damon more irritated with the fact he wouldn't tell him where the ring was.
"No, what have you done? You're the one that locked me in the basement and starved me, so it's all on you if Alison..." Damon shouted slightly, trailing off when Alison fidgeted in her sleep. "Look what you're doing, you almost made me wake her up."
"What did you do to Alison?" Stefan asked, panic clear I his voice.
"Nothing she hasn't let me do before. Where's my ring?" Damon asked once more, growing impatient with all the topic changes.
"I gave it to Zach to hide. Probably shouldn't have killed him." Damon froze at his brothers words, before he smirked.
"Ah, you almost got me. Where is it?" Damon's smirk dropped as he asked the same question for what seemed like the hundredth time.
"I'll get it back, but I need time."
"What, did you FedEx it to Rome? Where is it? I want my ring, Stefan, or my next stop's Elena's." Damon threatened, slamming his glass down on the table.
"I already want you dead. Don't give me another reason to make it happen." Stefan threatened back.
"Don't give me another reason to rip you apart." Damon basically hissed into the phone
"Yeah? Is that gonna be before or after you get your ring back?" Stefan asked, his smart ass comment ticking Damon off.
"Just get it." Damon was about to hang up when Stefan spoke, causing him to pause.
"Let me talk to Alison."
"What?" Damon smiled sarcastically, even though Stefan couldn't see it.
"You want your ring? Let me talk to Alison" Damon narrowed his eyes at the space in front of him before crouching down beside Alison's sleeping form. He tucked a strand of loose hair behind her ear taking in how peaceful she looked. He sighed before shaking her awake.
"Rise and shine, sleeping beauty," Alison's eyes fluttered open only for her to groan and grab her head in pain. "Here," Damon bit into his wrist before holding it out, Alison immediately drank it, the pain soothing over slightly but still there.
"It's for you." He held out the phone to her. Alison took it slowly, looking down at the caller id before holding her phone up to her ear.
"Stefan?" Her voice came out groggy.
"What did you do?" Stefan asked immediately. Alison's face scrunched up in defense
"You weren't going to let him out, someone had to do it." Alison said quickly, sitting up on the couch
"Alison. He was in there for a good reason. He wasn't supposed to be let out." Stefan argued but Alison wouldn't have it.
"I'm sure you're no saint either Stefan, so why don't you quite acting like one." Alison spat, placing a hand on her hip. Damon watched her with a smirk as he refilled his glass with bourbon before bringing one over for Alison.
"Alison, I get it. When you met Damon, you were searching for something exciting," Alison opened her mouth to protest but Stefan continued. "I could see it in your eyes. You were trapped in a life you didn't want, so when Damon came along you jumped at the chance for something new, something fascinating," Alison froze as he repeated her words from the other day.
"But Alison, you can still have it. You can still have something exciting without Damon, as much as you think you can't, you can." Alison opened her mouth to respond but Damon plucked the phone from her hands
"Okay, times up. Goodbye." He snapped, before hanging up the phone and setting down on the table. Damon watched Alison as she stared at the ground, twitting with her hands, finally she sighed and looked up at him with a small smile as she took the glass of liquor.
"Well, looks like we're going to be here for a while," Alison smirked slightly moving over to the stereo. "Let's get this party started." She pressed play on whatever record was in and music began to play throughout the whole house.
…
Elena and Stefan sat at a table at the grill, Stefan looking around for any prying ears, while Elena looked at him expectantly. Waiting for him to start the conversation about… vampire. When it was clear he wasn't going to Elena did.
"You said you would explain everything."
"That's why I asked you to meet me here." Stefan explained.
"When you google "vampire," you get a world of fiction. What's the reality?" Elena asked, leaning forward on her arms slightly.
"I can tell you whatever you wanna know." Stefan said honestly, gesturing for her to ask away.
"I know you eat garlic." Elena stated more than asked, but Stefan answered anyway.
"Yes."
"And somehow, sunlight's not an issue." Elena pointed out. A waitress came over and handed them there drinks, before walking away.
"We have rings that protect us." Stefan explained holding up his hand and pointing to the ring on his finger.
"Crucifixes?" Elena asked
"Decorative." Stefan shrugged
"Holy water?"
"Drinkable."
"Mirrors?"
"Myth."
"You said you don't kill to survive." Elena recalled looking up at her boyfriend… or whatever he was, in curiosity.
"Animal blood keeps me alive, But not as strong as Damon. It can be very powerful." Stefan explained simply.
"And yet you let him get involved with Alison?" Elena asked, almost disgusted at the thought of Damon hurting her older sister.
"Forcing Damon not to do something is much more dangerous, believe me." Stefan let out a deep breath as he said this
"He was hurting her." Elena protested.
"He was feeding on her, and she let him." Stefan said much to Elena's surprise.
"She let him," Stefan nodded. "I don't believe it, I know my sister, and she wouldn't just let someone walk all over her like that."
"Elena, you changed after your parents died, and I think Alison did too," Elena looked away from him and at the ground at the mention of his parent's death. "As hard as it is to see, Damon does have some sort of attachment to Alison, he won't kill her, I promise."
"Are there any others, aside from you and Damon?" Elena asked taking the topic off of her sister.
"Not in mystic falls, not anymore." Stefan shook his head.
"Not anymore?"
"There was a time when this town was Very much aware of vampires, and it didn't end well for anybody. That's why it's important that you don't tell anyone." Stefan explained slowly, not breaking eye contact with Elena
"I can't promise that." Elena shook her head.
"Elena Give me today. I will answer any questions that you have, and when it's over, you can decide for yourself what you wanna do with what you know. It'll be your choice." Stefan gave her a reassuring smile, to which Elena only looked away trying to decide what to do.
…
Don't wanna be an American idiot.
Don't want a nation under the new mania
And can you hear the sound of hysteria?
The subliminal mind fuck America.
Welcome to a new kind of tension.
All across the alienation.
Where everything isn't meant to be okay.
Television dreams of tomorrow.
We're not the ones who're meant to follow.
For that's enough to argue.
Alison laughed as Damon struck random poses, she sat on the couch her sketch book propped up on her knees as she tried to sketch Damon. The Salvatore insisted on it after seeing the profile of Stefan she had drawn.
"If you keep moving I won't be able to do this." Alison got out through her laughter, gesturing to her sketch book.
"ugh, fine." Damon sighed, falling back onto the chair with a bottle or bourbon in his hand.
"Can you tell me something?" Alison asked quietly, as she began making the outline for her drawing
"Depends on what." Damon said, taking a sip from the bottle before studying Alison's face. She was looking down at her drawing a concentrated look on her face, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, as she bit her lip.
"Tell me about Katherine." Damon was quiet for a moment debating whether to speak or not, when a thought came to him. Finally he sighed.
"I'll make you a deal, I'll tell you about Katherine if you tell me about Tyler," Alison made a sound of agreement, quickly glancing up at Damon for a moment. Damon took in a deep breath as he started his story.
"She was probably the most gorgeous girl I've ever seen. She was captivating, alluring. Just being in her presence was something amazing," Damon stopped a distant look in his eyes, one that was often present when talking about his past. "Stefan and I were both taken by her. It's a hard thing, watching your brother win the girl you love. I had to stand there and watch them dance at that stupid founder's party."
"Stefan thinks she compelled us to love her, he swears on it. But not me, my love for her was real," Damon stopped, and took in a deep breath throwing his usual smirk back on. "Your turn. What's the deal with you and Lockwood?" Alison sighed.
"He cheated on me with Vicki."
"That druggie chick?" Damon clarified, looking over at Alison event though she was zoned in on her drawing. Alison nodded. "Pft, what a downgrade." Alison let out a small laugh before growing serious again.
"I found out the night my parents died… I was so upset that I just left the party, left Elena there, by herself with no way home," Alison stopped drawing, instead looking up at the ceiling, as she continued the story. "Sometimes I think about what would've happened if I didn't find out. My parents would still be alive, they wouldn't have needed to come pick up Elena because I would've been there to bring her home." Alison ended in a small voice.
"That's… sad." Damon said slowly looking off into space in thought. Alison only nodded not saying anything. "You know what might help."
"What?" Alison asked.
"Death." Damon said bluntly as he snapped her neck. Alison fell limp, her neck twisted in an odd angle. Damon sighed, picking up her head and laying it down onto a pillow gently. He took one last glance at her before going into the kitchen.
Well maybe I'm the faggot America.
I'm not a part of a redneck agenda.
Now everybody do the propaganda.
And sing along to the age of paranoia.
Welcome to a new kind of tension.
All across the alienation.
Where everything isn't meant to be okay.
Television dreams of tomorrow.
We're not the ones who're meant to follow.
For that's enough to argue.
…
Elena and Stefan had just returned to the Gilbert residence, Jeremy was sitting on the couch playing video games not really paying any attention to anything. There was a loud thump upstairs capturing Stefan and Elena's attention. The two shared a look before running upstairs and into Alison's room. Alison was laying on her bed, still having not woken up yet, while Damon was standing by an open closet several drawing Alison had made on the ground.
"Damn it." Damon muttered picking them up checking each one out as he did so.
"Alison?" Elena whispered running to her sister's side, and started shaking her, trying to rouse her awake.
"Well, that's not depressing." Damon commented looking over the drawing of her parent's car submerged in water.
"She won't wake up!?" Elena shrieked when Alison didn't wake up. "Stefan, she's not waking up." Elena's voice cracked at the end, tears forming in her eyes.
"What did you do?" Stefan asked his brother, his eyes finally pulling away from Alison's still body.
"What?" Damon smirked in disbelief as he looked at another drawing. "She did a portrait of me," He turned the drawing to Stefan, then pointed to the crow on his torso. "She even got my crow."
"Damon!" Stefan called his brother's name with force. Damon looked up as he set the drawing back in its original spot. "What did you do?" He asked once more.
"I turned her into a vampire, duh?" Damon said like it was obvious, closing the closet door when he placed the last drawing back inside.
"You what?" Elena stood up, looking over at the older Salvatore with hatred in her eyes.
"I'm assuming she knows the big secret now," Damon smirked, pointing to Elena. "Got the whole life story, huh?"
"You- you-" Elena shook and angry finger at Damon, her anger so intense she couldn't even form words. Just then Alison shot up, taking in a huge gasp of air.
"What'd I miss?" she asked confused, noticing that they were now in her room and everyone was looking at her.
"Alison how do you feel?" Stefan asked slowly, as he approached the girl.
"Fine," she said slowly. "Except my neck hurts like a bitch," everyone shared confused looks until the next thing that left Alison's mouth. "And I'm starving."
"Here, drink up." Damon smirked nudging Elena closer to her sister. Both Elena and Stefan glared at the man while Alison only looked up at him confused.
"What?"
"Alison," Stefan sat down next to her and took her hand. "You're in transition."
"Transition?" Alison repeated looking from Stefan to her sister to Damon. "Am I gonna become a vampire?"
"Yup." Damon smirked, popping the p.
"That's…" Alison trailed off looking down at the ground. "Awesome." She breathed out.
"What?" Elena and Stefan said at the same time in shock, Damon only smirked, crossing his arms.
"That's so cool, so how do I complete the transition?" Alison asked with a huge grin as she jumped up to her feet.
"You have to feed on human blood." Stefan answered her. Alison's smile faltered as she fell back down on her bed.
"Oh," She looked down at the ground with an awkward chuckle. "That's a little less cool. That actually sounds gross."
"You won't think that for long." Damon said in a taunting voice as he smirked over Stefan at Alison.
"Alison, look at me," Stefan knelt down in front of her and placed a hand on her knee, bringing her attention from Damon to him. "You don't have to go through with this, it's your choice, but if you don't…" Stefan trailed off looking over his shoulder at Elena before looking back at Alison. "You will die."
"Wow," Alison blinked rapidly in shock as she looked around. "That's… that's a little overwhelming," She let out a humorless chuckle before taking in a deep breath.
"Um, I think..." Alison wiped her hands on her thighs before standing up. "I think I want to go through with the transition," Alison looked around at everyone nodding. "Yeah. That sounds good. I don't really wanna die yet, so yeah." She let out a deep breath nodding at everyone again, before exiting the room and going to the bathroom.
"What's wrong with you?!" Elena shrieked in anger at Damon as soon as Alison was out of hearing range.
"What? She's gonna love being a vampire, trust me." Damon smirked, and turned but Stefan quickly stopped him.
"Where do you think you're going?" Stefan asked.
"I think," Damon ripped Stefan's hand off his shoulder. "I'm gonna go get Alison some blood so she can complete her transition."
"No, you're gonna go home and im gonna help Alison." Stefan said forcefully. Damon raised his eyebrows at his younger brother.
"Did you just tell me what to do?" Damon asked incredulously.
"Unless you don't want your daylight ring, which is sitting in your bedroom." Stefan crossed his arms. Damon glared at his younger brother before vamp speeding out of the Gilbert's house. Stefan let out a deep breath before glancing at Elena who was twitting her hands nervously.
"Hey," Stefan said soothingly as he grabbed her hands gently. "Look at me," Elena looked up at him, worry shown clear in her eyes. "It's going to be okay."
"What is she gets hurt, or if she hurts someone, I can't lose my sister Stefan." Elena rambled tears beginning to form in her eyes once more.
"Hey," Stefan brought her attention back to him again. "I promise you, everything is going to be okay. I'll help her." Elena gave a small nod and the two left to go find Alison.
Not being able to find her the two went downstairs to find Jeremy sitting in the kitchen drinking a soda.
"Where's Alison?" the two asked simultaneously. Jeremy looked startled as he shrugged confused.
"I don't know, she mumbled something about being hungry then left," Stefan and Elena shared panicked looks before Stefan took off. "Elena, what's wrong?"
"Nothing, Jer," Elena threw on a fake smile as she approached her younger brother. "Everything gonna be okay. Everything gonna be fine." She wiped her hands on her thighs as she spoke, more for herself than for Jeremy.
Woo-hoo! Alison's a vampire now, I hope you guys all liked it. So question… Since Alison's a vampire now do you think she should still have her seer powers or no?