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- Swan's Catastrophe

I brought the stake down, and was met with elation when I realized that it was right on target. I was going to kill Jonathan!

Damon, however, had other plans. He tackled Jonathan to the ground, rendering my attack useless since the stake hit nothing. Damon then proceeded, to punch the living daylights out of Jonathan.

Like a snake readying to attack, Damon's arm snapped back, before quickly soaring forward and connecting with enough force to crack Jonathan's skull. A small puddle of blood was forming around Jonathan's head, and I winced, turning away from the violent scene.

Three words shattered the small air of triumph that was forming around us.

"Everyone stop NOW" Jonathan screamed, somehow able to speak through Damon's attack.

A half second later, and we were all rendered frozen except for Peter and Courtney. Jonathan quickly took care of that, by dealing a devastating blow to Peter; knocking him unconscious. He didn't even bother with Courtney.

She hadn't stirred from her place in the corner.

Jonathan was fuming. You could see the anger rolling off of him in thick waves- they threatened violence.

"Due to, recent events," Jonathan began, pausing to reign in his fury "I've changed my mind" He admitted, looking to Damon and Gabriel. "I assume you two have gotten closer after these recent developments"

Gabriel and Damon glanced at each other, something passing between them in the process, and neither answered Jonathan.

Jonathan strode over to me, ripping the stake from my hands, before walking back towards Damon and Gabriel.

"Damon, kill him. Kill Gabriel" Jonathan commanded, before handing the stake over to Damon.

If my heart had still been beating it would have stopped. Now, pure panic was coursing through my veins.

No, No, No, NO.

For the first time, I saw a grimace on Damon's face as he was forced to take the stake. His entire body was shaking as he tried to fight the hold that Jonathan had over us.

I fought to. I needed to get free. I needed to stop this.

Damon's eyes met mine, and I could see it. He really did care about Gabriel. He didn't want to do this. I used my eyes to plead with him.

Fight it, please fight it. Don't let him have the control.

It was there, a sudden spark in his eyes. Damon grit his teeth, and groaned as he began to slowly turn away from Gabriel and towards Jonathan.

Jonathan's fury had seized up again, and he took a threatening step towards Damon.

Kill him, now. I could feel the crushing will of Jonathan, myself. I could hear his demands in my own head, even though he was commanding Damon.

Damon continued to fight. He was kneeling on the ground, still shaking. He wasn't attacking Jonathan, but he wasn't attacking Gabriel either. So, I saw that as I good sign.

"You're a god damn coward" I said strongly, unleashing all of my hatred towards Jonathan in the one sentence. Jonathan turned to me with a scowl.

"You're hurt and you want revenge. But you're to much of a coward to do it yourself. So instead, you bring in innocent parties, and people who loved you, and you force them to get their hands dirty for you. So that you won't have to feel guilty. So that you won't have to live with what you've done. You Jonathan, are a monster. And you will pay"

"We'll see, love. We'll see" Jonathan replied coolly. But I could see it. I'd gotten into his head, and that's all that mattered.

Then, he was back to crushing Damon with his will. I stared, unable to help, and glanced over at Nathaniel.

Nathaniel was staring at Gabriel with horrified eyes, they were arguing about something, and whatever it was, Nathaniel didn't like the subject.

I tried to listen over Jonathan's roaring voice in my head, but couldn't get anything.

"Stop" came Gabriel's velvety voice. "Damon, stop"

Damon's shaking came to an abrupt halt, and his head snapped up so he could glare at Gabriel.

"What?" Damon hissed lividly. "No, you idiot. Are you insane"

"Just do it" Gabriel said in a resigned voice.

Jonathan frowned, apparently he wasn't expecting this. I shut my eyes tightly, hoping that when I opened them again this entire thing would just disappear. Hoping that I'd be back at the Felling Castle, and none of this had ever happened.

"Remember outside, when you promised that you'd end my sorry life permanently?" Gabriel asked. I forced my eyes to remain shut. I didn't want to see this. He was giving up.

"Time to keep your promise, Damon" Gabriel said softly.

There was complete silence in the room. I could feel tears falling down my cheeks, as Damon took a deep breath.

"I don't want to have your death on my hands" Damon said honestly, losing all of the arrogance and iciness that usually accompanied his voice.

"You don't have a choice" Gabriel snarled "I want you to do it. So do it"

"Gabriel, no" I sobbed, unable to keep my eyes shut any longer. He glanced at me, a small frown on his face, and shook his head. He'd made his mind up. He was going through with this.

I felt myself begin to revert into hysterics, and I began tugging at the invisible binds that kept me rooted to my spot.

Damn Jonathan! Damn him!

"No" Damon said finally.

"Do it" Jonathan commanded. Damon shook his head.

"DO IT!" Gabriel yelled.

Nathaniel and I were shaking our heads numbly. This couldn't be happening. Why would Gabriel want this? Why would he do this?

Damon's face was contorted in pain as he tried to fight the will of both his brother's. Then another person added their will. Nathaniel.

"Damon. Just do it. It's what Gabriel wants" Nathaniel said softly. He looked as if all of his years of life had finally caught up with him. He looked haggard.

"How can you say that?" Damon argued "How can you know"

This time, when Jonathan commanded him, Damon didn't fight. The stake came down, hitting Gabriel directly in the heart. The youngest of the Felling's, fell to the ground, and I watched in silent horror as his body turned to stone before breaking off and crumpling on the ground. He was dead.

Gabriel was dead.

I buried my head in my hands as I cried.

Jonathan stared down at his dead brother, his face a mask of complete indifference. Damon, was kneeling on the floor beside the broken pieces of stone, staring at his shaking hands with pure hatred. And Nathaniel, was staring at the stake that had been tossed into the far corner of the room. His eyes held longing.

One thing I was sure of now. If we made it out of this alive. We would never be the same.

Never.