So, a few of you thought that my last chapter was very basic and needed more Damon pov, well here you go? Heres the next chapter of 'She's a crack in the stone'
Damon Pov.
The demon Stefan had met, lead us to a large Victorian house, I didn't take long observing the outside, I made my way to the door, charging at full speed, only to be stopped in my tracks.
Stefan's hand, tugged firmly at my shoulder.
"Damon, are you sure you want to go rushing into this, with no plan of action?" Stefan said coolly, yet lines began to crease on his forehead.
"Oh I do have a plan brother, kill anybody who attempts to get in my way of reaching Bonnie, have you got that, anybody?" I snarled, yanking my shoulder from under his grip. "Now you're either with me, or against me, take your pick, boy."
Stefan seemed shocked by my dark tone, but I didn't care, I continued to glare at him.
Finally, he nodded and muttered "Anything to get Bonnie to safety."
With that, we crept silently into the large house.
What happened next didn't take me by surprise. Two vampire guard type people, sprinted out of a room, and darted towards both myself, and my brother.
A blonde haired man came storming towards me. Simply, I grabbed the man by the hair, and smashed his head against the wooden wall. Shrieking, he attempted to kick me off, arms and legs wailing in the air. He managed to get a punch in, hitting me directly in the jaw, almost enough to hurt me, almost.
Growling, I shoved out a wooden pocket knife which had been hidden in my back pocket. Plunging it into the small man, I watched glaring as his skin turned grey, and his body cringed to the floor.
Turning towards my brother, his face lifted up to look at me, but he glanced grimly at the dark haired man laying on the floor beneath him, who he seemed to have just murdered.
"Well, they were obviously untrained. What a pathetic attempt of a fight that was, new vampire eh?"
Stefan seemed repulsed by my remark, as he walked straight past me down the corridor, myself following closely behind.
"On you're left." Stefan muttered.
Within seconds, taking the man by surprise I had struck a young vampire straight in the heart, sending him dropping to the floor.
Damon, hide the knife, this man, he can take us to Jake, see, he's the master's right hand man
A quiet voice whispered in my mind, giving a sharp nod, I sped up so now I was at Stefan's side.
Soon enough, a tall man was heading towards us, he was dressed very formally, and had a questioning look about him. His features were very sharp, high raised cheekbones and a firm jaw. The flurry of black hair was washed over to one side, giving him a sort of comb over look.
His face hardened as he took us in.
"And, who are you?" He questioned, with quite an impolite manner.
I was about to threaten him, but Stefan cut me off quickly.
"We sir, are Stephen Gilbert and David Honeycutt" Stefan smiled at the man. "Old friends of Jakes, we were just passing through the area and were wondering if he was home?"
Honeycutt, really, Honeycutt?
I couldn't help but credit the boy, smart move.
The mans face smoothened out, and he smiled warmly towards us both.
"Well, it's a pleasure to meet you both, my name is Carlos, and I'm a personal assistant of the master, here. I'll take you straight to Jake's chambers." He shook us both by the hand, and turned walking down yet another corridor.
Stefan shot me a glace, and I smirked at him in approval.
"Smartass" I mouthed, grinning.
"You know it." He mouthed straight back.
For once in quite a long while, I actually felt complete pride in my baby brother, for the fact that he was lying and putting his life on the line, to help me with something I truly cared about.
It took me a moment to realise that we had all stopped outside a large royal door, with the name Jake engraved on it.
"Now, if you don't mind, ill have to leave you here, I have work to be getting on with, pleasure meeting you." Carlos gave a small bow, and turned heading down yet another murky corridor.
Releasing a deep unneeded breath, I opened the door, Stefan at my heels.
Walking through the door, it was a type of study room, and the exact man who Elena had pictured in her thoughts sat there behind a desk, his feet up in the air.
He gave a small glance between myself and Stefan, but then… then complete terror washed over his face.
I sensed him trying to seek somebody else's mind.
"Don't even attempt it." I growled, and taking him by surprise, I smashed a vervain dart straight into his arm, sending him slouching against his desk.
"You thought I wouldn't come prepared?" I smirked, now bending down towards him.
Stefan seemed to have taken a step back, as if to let me deal with this my own way, but I knew he was there for back up if needed.
This Jake, was now completely weak, it was so obvious from the way he held his body.
"I knew you would come, soon enough, it was only a matter of time. It was pointless coming though; you have wasted your time. Bonnie belongs to me, she is mine, and she loves me not you." He cackled weakly, grinning.
A growl began to rumble deep in my chest, and I sensed Stefan step closer towards me slightly.
"You think lying is going to help your sorry ass, when I rip you to shreds?" I snapped, glaring at the man.
Jake lifted his head up weakly, a smirk still plastered on that smug face of his; no matter how weak he was he was still unbelievably irritating.
"She loves me, Damon." I went to but straight in, but he pulled a hand up, signalling to let him carry on. "If she really loved you, and she wanted to stay with you, why would she be so willing to leave her blonde friend and come with me? You think about that Damon, if she really loved you why would she be so desperate to get rid of you, and start a new life with a handsome devil like me, eh?"
Fireworks.
I flung my body over the desk towards the light haired man, gripping him by the throat. He began to kick me in the chest, but I didn't care, I smashed his body against the wall, causing him to growl. His hands raked down my arm, trying to loosen my steel grip.
Stefan was now at my side, pinning Jake up, even more.
Rapidly, I gripped at the small knife in my pocket once again, and yanked it out, it instantly caught Jakes eye.
Now he began to kick off.
His legs bulleted around, catching I and Stefan a few times, and his arms wailed around the room, in a sheer attack of desperateness.
A few words and curses escaped his lips, I ignored them.
"Look at me, look at me, prick." I growled, grabbing his face between my fingers and yanking it in my direction.
"Bonnie is mine, all mine."
A shriek left his lips and I plunged the dagger into his dark and lonely heart.
Bonnie Pov.
A long blood curdling screech radiating though the cells, in seconds everybody in separate cells raced to the gate, investigating. Nothing could be found.
Unexpectedly the master, Jakes father was at the door was my cell and had snatched the door open, shoving his way through.
He had been pinned on the floor, glaring down at me.
I heard a small shout of a girl in the opposite cell to me, a girl who I had come to know as Allysa, she was a drained witch, with just a slight amount of power left.
Panting, terrified I started up at the crazy man on top of me.
Suddenly, his hand was curving around my throat pressing down, in a deadly fashion.
I couldn't think, my mind went blank as I stared into the mans eyes, dazed.
My body felt weak, and my head went limp, as I gazed into his black orbs smiling slightly at the numb feeling, as if everything, every fear every pain every emotion was being drained outmy system, sending me to a type of peacefulness.
It ended shortly, as I began to feel a type of pain, a small pain… no, a not so small pain, it was… it was huge! As if a knife stabbing my aching body, over and over and over again! Piercing my skin, bleeding me senseless.
I attempted to shriek, but I realised I couldn't find my voice box.
Nothing would work.
My attention snapped back to the man sitting on top of my small body.
He gave me a wicked smirk, and leant up off me. I scattered back to the wall of the cell.
He followed. Stalking me, like a predator stalks its prey, hunting me down, and those dark eyes dancing with amusement.
"Turns out the foolish son of my failed his task, your all mine now." He cackled, still smirking.
I cried out helplessly.
But then… then my world done a flip for the second time that day, I heard that voice… that silky velvet smooth voice. The sound I had been waiting, and pleading to hear for so long now, my wish came true.
"Back. The. Fuck. Away. From. Her." Damon's voice growled each word he spat between his teeth.
Damon…Damon, Damon was here?
Jakes father's smirk disappeared and he turned slowly round, to face the cell door, I followed his glance.
Standing there in all his gorgeous glory was a snarling Damon, and the beautiful Stefan right at his side.
Damon Pov.
The big man turned slowly on his heels towards myself and Stefan. At the site, I think we both released a gasp of complete astonishment.
Scenes began to flash before my eyes, memories playing over and over in my brain.
I and Stefan were joking about, shoving each other playfully, until I pushed too hard and Stefan went tumbling into my father and a man, the man was my father's friend, Cedric. He seemed alarmed at first, and glared down at the young boy in his arms, hysterical laughing flooding out of him. He slyly began to put on a false laugh as soon as he heard my Father chuckling. Cedric propped Stefan back up and smiled happily at him, but he turned and shot a small glare in my direction.
The suit fitter was prodding myself, my brother and Father with pins ordering us to keep still. At the time, I had just turned 19 and Stefan was only 17, we were all getting fitted for a town party, the whole of Fells Church were invited. That's when Cedric strolled though the door. Stefan smiled warmly at him, as were I groaned rolling my eyes.
"What's he doing here." I moaned, at my Father.
My Father seemed appalled at my tone, Cedric only glared wickedly.
He was one of those friends of the family, who I despised deeply, he was using my father, always had.
My train of memories stopped as a small cackle reached my ears. I turned to Stefan who seemed to be thinking back too.
"Oh so you do remember me boys!" He grinned with a wolfish look about him. "I certainly remember you Damon, a cheeky little devil you was, and of course dear Stefan, charming little Stefan. What a shame to have to kill you both, you could have been so much better."
He charged at myself, but I dodged him instinctively and shot a look to Stefan, he nodded and flew towards Bonnie, lifting her to her feet.
Once again I was left speechless as my body was lashed against the solid wall, Cedric had not moved a muscle, yet had pummelled me to the ground simply.
He whipped out a small wooden pocket knife similar to mine, yanking mine out, he grinned and sped towards me as I did him.
It was a battle of fists on fists, I blocked his attacks carefully, but it was getting more violent now, I couldn't manage to get my knife into him, his attacks were too fast.
He stabbed the wooden knife deep into the muscle in my left arm, I growled angrily, and threw a punch smacking him in the nose sending the man flying backwards.
"Damon, No!" Bonnie screamed, as Cedric came crashing towards me, catching his knife in my stomach.
"STEFAN, GET HER OUT OF HERE!" I roared to my little brother.
This was a fight to the death.
Bonnie Pov.
Fist and feet, knifes and mind control flooded the room to fast for me to even pick up on, I screamed out for Damon to run, to leave it, to get himself to safety, but he ignored me.
Before I knew it, Stefan had wrapped two tight arms around my chest and began tugging me out the room.
"NO, DAMON! DAMON, COME WITH US! LEAVE HIM, DAMON PLEASE!" I begged, trying to wriggle free, but Stefan's clutch was unbreakable.
Tears began to leek down my cheeks as I realised Damon's leg was bleeding quite heavily, soaking up his pants.
"Stefan! I said get her out!" He continued to growl, this only sped Stefan's attempts up.
"DAMON! YOU CANT JUST LEAVE ME!" I cried over the loud snarling.
Within Seconds, Stefan had lifted me up and was about to sprint.
Damon was pinned against the floor, Cedric huddled over him, Damon glaring upwards attempting to break free.
I struggled again, but I just couldn't break free.
"Damon please!" I pleaded.
"I love you Carra."
Was the last thing I heard before a loud blood curdling shriek, and Stefan sprinted off leaving my world in a blur.
Sorry if this seems a bit rushed, my mums always doing buisness and stuff on the computer, and because I dont have my laptop atm I dont have much time on the computer! I promise the next chapter will be more detailed and emotional. And btw, What did everyone think of the tv show episoide? I felt so sly on Damon? The poor thing D; And Stefan was badass... like really? xD Katherine, what a bitch? Like really, LOL.
REVIEW! Much love,
Charl!