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Chapter Three

Damon

I watched the live of pathetic humans walk around the campus of Mystic Falls High School from a branch up in a high oak tree. I was disguised as a large black crow, like always, while I watch them. A young guy with golden hair and brown eyes looking brooding walked alone looking at the humans as the prey they were.

Come on Stefan, bite one of their necks! You know you want to, I thought. I watched my brother walk to two girls who looked identical. And who looked like... Katherine? I cawed and swooped down to a lower branch.

"So, Stefan," asked the girl on the right who looked like Katherine. "Where did you move from?"

My brother smiled lightly and sat down on a brown bench near them while he was coming up with a good lie. "I moved from Italy, actually." Both girls sat on either side of him.

The other girl who looked identical to Katherine smiled slyly. "Italy, eh? It's beautiful there isn't it? I've always wanted to move there. Or at least stand on Italian soil."

Stefan laughed. "It's beautiful alright."

"Elena!" yelled a blonde-haired goddess walking toward Stefan and the Katherine-look-alikes. She smiled at Stefan and pushed her golden locks back. "Why hello there Stefan."

Stefan smiled sheepishly and muttered something under his breath. He got up and looked at the sexier of the two twins and motioned her to follow him. They walked off leaving the other twin and the Barbie.

"What do you want, Caroline?" asked the twin smiling.

"Elena," said Caroline as she sat down next to her. "You are trying out for cheerleading aren't you?" Elena nodded slowly, looking confused. "Well, Stefan is trying out for football, and he looks like he kind of likes you. Or Emma, can't be exact. But you will not interfere with him and I. We could be destined to be together and you might ruin it. So don't mess with him."

Elena furrowed her brows and stood up. "Caroline, I don't care who you think you are. Stefan can like who ever he wants to like. If that so happens to be me, then I will be very lucky. Don't boss me around, I'm done being your doll to play with." She walked up with her arms across her chest.

I cawed again and flew away. Once I reached Stefan's house, I found him in it last night when I arrived in Mystic Falls, I turned back to myself. "Stefan, Stefan why are you going to school? You can't be like them; you're a predator living with your prey." I shook my head and kicked the heavy wooden front door down.

The house was pretty much untouched; spotless. Wood covered the floors and the walls were down in a dark red color. It reminded me of something a queen would've lived in; elegant and classy.

"Hello, brother," I said sipping a glass of Bourbon while I sat on the couch staring out the window.

Stefan was frozen at the door staring at me with a blank confused look. He looked tired and weak, like he hadn't had human blood a while. He blinked and shut the door behind him. "What are you doing here, Damon?" he asked in a hoarse voice.

I held up my glass and shook it. "Drinking, brother, doesn't it appear that way? I mean a vampire shouldn't need glasses should he? That vampire should have heightened expert vision, should he?" I laughed and took another sip.

"Damon," he said narrowing his eyes at me. "Stop joking around and tell me the truth."

I smirked and said, "You haven't been drinking human blood have you? You look weak, brother." I sat my glass on the table and stood up, pinning him to the wall. "Come on defeat me Stefan. Show me how much of a big strong vampire you really are."

Stefan just stood their; paralized against the wall. "Get off." He shoved me away and moved toward the couch, sitting down. "Why are you here? Why can't you just leave me alone, Damon?"

"Because I'm your older brother! I need to look out for my little brother!" I laughed licking my lips. "What's the speciality around her? What about one of those twins? The Katherine look-alikes. I bet they'd be delicious to eat..."

"Damon."

I held my heads up in surrender. "Fine, which one do you want? I'll only eat one of them, but let me warn you; choose wisely."

He sighed and closed his eyes. "What are you looking for? Why are you back in Mystic Falls? You know Katherine is dead. I know you loved her, but you have to let her go. She's dead; burned in Fell's Church. You know that, Damon. So let it go."

He caught me off guard with the whole Katherine-thing. The truth is I didn't just love her in the past; I still loved her. She was all I thought about day-in and day-out. I missed her so much, but I had never admitted that aloud, espcially not to Stefan. The night she died, I was a reck. Since then... I still haven't been so well. Whenever I had thought about her previously, I'd just go rip someone's heart out and drain them.

"Damon," Stefan said cautiously, making me blink. I stared at him, filling with hatred. "It's her isn't it? You're looking for her, aren't you?"

"I have to know the truth," I said through gritted teeth. "I just don't believe Katherine; sly and smart as she was could've died in a fire!" I punched the wall, making a small dent. "She has to be alive somewhere!"

"She's dead, Damon!" Stefan yelled. "What do you not understand?"

"You just hate that she didn't love you!" I yelled back, venom dripping from every word I yelled at my brother. "Look at who you were flirting with! Girl who look exactly like Katherine!"

He just stared at me, contemplating a thought it looked like. He smiled and his eyes lit up. "Why do those girls look just like Katherine? There has to be something that says why someone could look the exact same of somebody else..." He started walking into a hallway, so I followed him into the back of the house where there was a room with bookshelves of thick leather-binded books.

"Maybe they are just relatives..." I said loudly, still irritated from our coversation seconds ago.

"Yes, but why would they look exactly the same?" Stefan asked, looking at me like I was a complete idiot.

"Fine, I'll help you look for the damn real reason why all three of them look the same," I said pulling a dusty book off the shelf. "By the way, what is the other girl's name? Elena and...?"

"Emma," he said looking at me. "Elena and Emma Gilbert. Damon, I beg you not to mess with them."

I smirked and sat down on the floor. "No promises."

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