Hi, just before i start the fic i'd just like to tell you guys something real quick. I've gotten some reviews on Madeline as a character, which is really great. People saying how they dont really like her. I dont really want you guys to like her, she's supposed to be the bad guy. i'm just writing from her point of view sometimes so that people can see how crazy she's become and how evil people sort of think.

Any way people are weakened by love in this fic, Madeline is less evil around Damon, Damon is weakened by his love for his sister and Elena. Also Elena is weakened by her love for Damon and her brother.

Also, alot of aspects of each of these characters will be explained in the following chapters so hold on tight :D Thanks for letting me know what everyone thinks about Madeline! Okay, now lets get back to the story :)...

Damon didn't waist a second after he hung up on Elena. He'd only just left Madeline's hotel. He was literally around the corner when Elena called. Damon sped towards the hotel, rushing inside and storming Madeline's room.

She was gone. Not a sign. Damon growled and hit a wall. He fist went through but he didn't care.

"I guess i owe you more than a new door handle" Damon muttered. He was about to leave when something caught his eye. The book Madeline had been reading earlier, it was sitting open on the couch.

Some moved towards it. Words were highlighted. The page number at the bottom, 392-393 and letters spelling out Mystic Falls bank. Damon scribbled down the numbers and searched directions for Mystic Falls bank in his phone.

It was in the middle of town. Damon picked quickly checked all the other bedrooms. Madeline had clearly wanted Damon to find the clue in her book.

Maybe there was more to the story? Maybe Elena was unsure? She didn't sound unsure. Damon's hands curled into fists and he banged his head against the wall.

This was getting so insane already. Damon scanned the bedroom nothing out of the ordinary. Out of the blue he remembered something from his childhood. Madeline's bedroom had been directly above his so she'd leave notes under the floor boards for Damon to see.

Damon walked across the floor, checking for anything out of place. Finally he found something, a loose floor board , at the foot of Madeline's bed. Damon bent down and tore the floor board up.

And sure enough, attached to the bottom of the floor board was an envelope. And it was inscribed Damon. Damon's heart was racing as he tore open the envelope, pulling out a piece of paper. It was a letter.

Dear Damon,

I'm not sure how to start a conversation like this and writing a letter about it turns out to not be easy either. So i'll cut to the chase, i'm alive. Well i am a vampire like you and Stefan.

I know i've waited a while to contact you, but i had to wait until Katherine was out of the picture. Knowing you, your probably confused as to why i'm alive. And you're probably hurt. I get it, seriously i do.

And i know you and Stefan remember everything now that you are no longer under Katherine's compulsion. So i know my death was just a series of unfortunate events.

I hope that you haven't been blaming yourself for it, but i'm not stupid Damon so i know you probably have. Please don't. I want to see you, i want to be a family again.

I've found Zak, he has someone turn him so that we could be together. All i need is you to hear what i have to say.

Please meet me at midnight in that little farm we used to go to as kids, just outside of town. I'm sorry.

Love always,

Madeline.

18.06. 1885

Damon stared at the date on the letter. That had been twenty years after he'd been turned into a vampire. Damon was so confused, why hadn't he gotten the letter?

Damon pulled out a while stack of folded papers, varying colours.

Dear Damon,

I didn't see you at the barn, i can only assume it is because you're mad at me. Please give me a chance to explain everything. I'll wait here at the barn every night this week.

Love always,

Madeline

30.07.1885

Damon flicked through, the next couple of letters were basically the same thing.

To my dearest brother,

I know you don't want to hear from me, and that much i understand. But i need someone to reach out to, in this new world, new life, i'm completely alone. You're the only person i have to talk to asides from Zak. I need my brother.

I mentioned in previous letters about my being a witch and a vampire. To be able to be a witch i took power from one of our dead ancestors The spell said that i should just gain the witches power, but i fear something has gone wrong.

I sometimes black out and wake up in different places doing strange things. I loose track of time and i'm hallucinating. I feel like there are thoughts being put inside my head that are not my own.

I fear i'm going insane and i'm utterly terrified i might end up getting someone hurt. Please help me. Zak is worried sick and he says i say things but i dont sound like myself.

Yours always,

Madeline

2.01.1886

Through out Madeline's letters she mentioned her progress into insanity. She said she is herself less frequently and when she wakes up she is always hearing a voice, much like her own but darker.

It tells her things, whispers horrible things to her. Madeline says the voice is constantly speaking of revenge against Damon and Stefan, it speaks of her needing to kill them.

Her and Zak searched for cures but found nothing. Damon had two letters left, one from Madeline and the final one from Zak.

Damon looked at the dates, Zak's was written first so Damon read it before Madeline's.

To Damon,

I fear Madeline doesn't have time. She almost never herself and when she is she is in immense pain. She calls for you in Stefan in her sleep and when she's awake she screams for the voice in her head to be quiet.

The other night she went out as her other self and came back with blood on her hands, eyes brimming with tears. She has chained herself up since. I think she would like to see you before she descends into complete insanity.

I know you're hurt by her actions but i think her betrayal didn't deserve your abandonment.

Yours,

Zak.

16.09.1889

Damon's eyes stung with un-shed tears. Things were starting to piece together in his mind. Something was wrong with Madeline, she wasn't herself.

It explained her inability to forgive. The Madeline Damon had known wouldn't have thought her brothers wanted to kill her, not even for a moment. She had so much faith.

This Madeline was twisted. But one thing Damon didn't understand was, why didn't he ever receive these letters? If he knew she was alive he would have gone to her.

Damon picked up Madeline's final letter:

Dear Damon,

I miss you, and I wish you could've come to me, or let me in when I came to you. But you must've had your reasons, I know you wouldn't hurt me without reason.

I fear this is one of the few times will be myself long enough to write you this letter. I'm insane to say the least, but if you've been reading my letters you'd know that by now.

I managed to find out who was in my head, and it confused me. My spell had gone successfully, but during my transition into a vampire my mind was ridiculously vulnerable to influence.

To anyone looking out for someone to control, I was the ultimate target. That's all my witch would tell me, that and a name. Silas. I've done my research on this guy and he sounds pretty scary.

Look him up yourself, I'd rather not waist my short amount of time telling you about him. But he isn't possessing me, just manipulating my thoughts to benefit himself.

Anyway, I'd just thought I'd let you know that's what's happening. Zak has promised not to release me from my chains, no matter how much I might beg. I can't risk him letting me out and me hurting him.

He refused to kill me so this is the next best thing. We've spent my few hours as myself placing unbreakable spells on the cave I'm in. I can escape and no spell can release me.

Only the blood of a doppelgänger and I doubt Katherine will be going out of her way to release me anytime soon.

I love you Damon, and I'm sorry for all the time we lost not being with each other. But I'll always have my memories of you.

You're the best brother a girl could ask for and I only hope you and Stefan know how much i appreciate your love and protection.

Love always,

Madeline.

Damon re read the letter two times over. Silas, that son of a bitch. He was the cause of this. Clearly he had messed with Madeline, using her as a part of his plan B.

After he didn't get the cure he somehow managed to get Madeline from the cave she spoke of in her letter.

And now he had Elena and Stefan. And Silas had Madeline thinking her thoughts were her own. She was completely unaware she was playing his game. Just like Bonnie had not too long ago.

Damon grabbed the letters and stuffed them into the pocket of his jacket. He rushed from the house, he had already lost twenty minutes looking around in Madeline's apartment, looking at the letters.

Damon had no idea what he was going to find at the bank, but a few gruesome images of Madeline torturing Elena popped into his head as he ran out to his car, gutting it all the way to the bank.

Silas was official Damon's least liked person. He hated the son of a bitch, Damon was going to make him pay.

He was going to regret the moment he lay his slimy fingers on his sister. Or Elena. Damon's fangs slid out as he pulled up outside the abandoned bank, kicking in the door.

Damon smelt it instantly, it hit him like a wave. The smell of burning flesh was fresh in the air. And blood. Damon followed the smell running as fast as he could.

But no matter how fast he ran, as he stumbled into one of the vaults, seeing the picture in front of him, Damon had a feeling he was already too late.

Okay so there you guys go, THE EXPLANATION! :D :P XD

Yeah so that's why Madeline is so loco crazy :D ANy ways i hope you enjoyed and please review :)

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