Duality in the moon
Disclaimer(I never put this on here): I don't own anything but the plot. Characters are LJ's.
Warnings: End of rape, Dream-violence
Oh and I thought this would be funny:
Stefan: Gurl, I heard what happened with that bad review. You doing okay?
Me: (Looks around and shakes my head) No. Even though a lot of people review, story alert, and favorite. It hurt a lot to read those words.
Stefan: (taps my shoulder and wags his finger) You shouldn't worry about it, gurl. Cuz the chick couldn't spell and she didn't even sign her name. Hell, I dare her to say this story sucks. I'd kick her ass.
Me: She's a girl. You won't hit a girl, right Stefan?
Stefan: Oh, well I'll hit her with my purse.
Stefan and me: (laughs)
~Enjoy the story~
And thanks to JenBanks, she put forth on this story. Your awesome!(Sorry for posting before you got a look at it. But I'm very impatient. I couldn't wait)
Damon felt good. He felt really good, something was dripping into his mouth and he was sucking on warm skin. For a second, Damon thought it was Elena feeding him but in his mind, he thought that Isobel was feeding him, but her blood was cold.
He opened his eyes and couldn't believe his eyes. She was straddling his waist, her nightgown was clinging tight to her skin, her eyes were slanted and she peered at him through slits. Her eyelids felt heavy as he drunk from her.
Pleasure, shocks of electricity currents, volts of high power erupting through his body as he swallowed her blood hot down.
"You..are...awake...my dark...king." Damon ripped his mouth from the girl's arm. She looked like Elena, but Damon knew that she wasn't. He knew that Elena wouldn't dare come to his room and do this.
Or his mind was playing tricks on him.
"Elena?" He asked to make sure. If it was the other one, the one named Katherine. He would put his wall back up, already let it down for Elena, which he still didn't understand how the heck that happened.
It could have been since he felt comfortable around her.
Maybe.
The woman on top of him shook her head. Her curls going every which way and it was for the first time that Damon noticed she was naked. His eyes went to her rock hard pebbles that were tightening through the t-shirt. His eyes scanning over her flat stomach.
He wondered, if it was stupid, did the woman on top of him have the same body as Elena.
"Katherine. I'm Elena's oldest sister. I'm sorry to disturb you, but I heard the King was here and I just had to give him a warming welcome." She parted her lips and smirked.
Damon smirked back.
He figured her right off the bat.
She was like him.
Confident. Bold. Older.
Maybe Stefan should have Elena and I can have Katherine, Damon thought as he ran his eyes up and down her body. Her wrist was close to her body now. She had removed it from over his mouth when he pulled back.
"Thanks for the warming welcome. How did you know I was hungry?" He licked his lips to rid himself of her blood.
Katherine smiled. "I didn't." She leaned forward and positioned her body to lay on him as he laid underneath the sheets. She ran her lips around his jaw, opening her mouth to speak.
It was then in the silence of Katherine toying with him that he heard screams. They were loud piercing screams that erupted through the halls. It was all with his vampire speed that he pushed Katherine off of him and rushed down the hall before anyone could register what was happening.
He followed his ears and found himself outside of Elena's room. He burst into the room and couldn't believe his sight.
A man was on top of Elena. She was crying and sobbing, flipped over on her back as he tried to push her dress up to get to what he really wanted. She was screaming and sobbing. There was bruises on her face and her hands were bound above her head by his own.
Damon said no words as he sped over to the bed, picked the man up by his neck and threw him across the room. He landed into the brick wall. A groan fell from his lips.
"What the hell man? That's my girl."
Damon rose his eyebrow at the man in the wall. His eyes were glancing over at Elena. He rushed to her side and picked her up. She whimpered in his arms as her arm hung over his shoulder. Her other arm was to her side. Her dress was torn and ripped and had fell apart. The only thing she rested in was her chemise.
"Tyler!" Damon roared out. He knew if the whole place was awoke then it was now.
It was only seconds later that Tyler, his wolf, was in the room. He looking around the room, ready to pounce if needed.
"What's going on, Damon?" His breath was ragged. He was outside cleaning and gutting his kill when he heard Damon's scream. He dropped his kill so fast that he knew it would be gone when he got back.
"Hold him back. I have to tend to Elena."
Tyler nodded his head and turned on the man in the wall. He came at him, grabbing him by his neck and throwing him across the room out the window. Mason fell out the window as Tyler came after him, landing on his feet gracefully as Mason had landed on his back and rolled over, groaning.
Damon heard Elena mumble. She was mumbling something and even with his vampire hearing. He couldn't even pick it up. He walked out of the room and rushed back to his room, hoping that Katherine was there when he got back so she could help tend to her sister, but when he got there. She was gone.
No worries. She probably left when she heard the screams or something of that matter.
He placed Elena on his bed and she winced in pain. He dare didn't look below her face. He had a reason not too. She was in pain and he was not going to get off the fact that she was hurt and bruised. He wouldn't allow himself to do that.
"Damon...thank...you..." She coughed up her words like bile and Damon did nothing but smile. He pulled his wrist close to his mouth and tore open a vein, hovering it over her mouth so his blood could stain her lips.
Elena lounged at him, knocking him to the ground. It was like a animal deep inside of her had awaken and Damon was getting the full blast of it.
They crash landed on the floor while she had her arms locked around his wrist, drinking in his blood deep. It was the same as before. Elena drunk the blood that Damon was giving her and saw blood, death, sex, murder. She saw it all again, but it was maximized since last time. It was more of it.
His blood was red and thick and it filled Elena's empty belly.
She pulled back, telling him no more after she nearly drowned herself in the blood.
Damon looked at his wrist and watched as it healed, licking away the blood that Elena had missed.
She looked at him with disgust before she wiped her mouth, getting rid of the evidence that she had fed from him. She, then, hugged her legs close and tight to her body, rocking herself on the floor. Her hair was messy and wild around her head.
"What happened?" Damon scooted closer towards Elena, pulling her into his arms. She shook him off and fought. She didn't want to be touched.
"He thought I was Katherine. They like to play sick twisted games." Elena turned her head away from Damon and didn't say a word.
Damon scratched his head. The funny thing was when he was drinking Katherine's blood he knew that something dark and deep was inside of her but he didn't know that she liked playing those games.
Figures.
"I'll tell Isobel what happened. You can sleep in here since your room is messed up."
Elena didn't say a word as she got up off the floor. Color was rising in her cheeks as they were stained with old tears. Her bruises on her face were fading, his blood had helped. She walked over towards Damon's bed and laid herself out, pulling the covers over her body. She snuggled the covers up close and turned her back to him. Damon didn't mind. He had a bone to pick with Isobel.
He grabbed his coat and some pants, putting them on, leaving him shirtless as he closed his bedroom door behind him meeting Tyler. He was scratched all down his front and blood was on his arms.
"Not mine, Lord. Mason tried to get back in to fight you. I held him off till Isobel pulled us apart."
"Good. I have a job for you and I want this to be every night." Damon paused and stepped closer to Tyler, saying it in his ear. "Guard Elena."
Tyler answered with a nod of his head and put his back against the door with his arm across his chest. He stood stiff and still. His brown eyes lost in the darkness before him.
~ . ~
"Izzy!" Damon sing-songed as he stepped into her library. She had books everywhere, scattered all over the floor. She was laying on the couch in her night gown. Her hair was tied back and she was reading a book. Small tiny reading specs were on her face. She was knee-deep into the book when Damon walked in. "Tell me why you have one of your maids fucking a werewolf?"
Isobel turned the page of the book and adjusted her specs to the end of her nose. She answered nonchalantly, mellow, her voice was soft.
"I allow it because I trust Katherine. You do know that I've had both of Elena and Katherine's blood. I know what they are capable of. Katherine is dark. Elena is light. It's simple. I hear them most nights. Elena just sleeps and has nightmares."
Damon rose his head and looked at Isobel as she flipped the page. Her eyes had never left the book, only her mouth moved to speak to Damon.
"What are you reading?" He changed the subject. He didn't want to talk about the twins anymore, because if he continued. He would want to know everything. He was already interested in Elena for some old reason and he most likely assumed that he would like Katherine.
"An old witches bible. I'm reading upon babies among our kind. It has been done, vast amounts of spells. A powerful witch." Isobel drawled on and on, clearing not wanting to say the rest.
"You're saying that if we found the right witch, that she could make us fertile?"
Isobel nodded her head.
"It's weird but it makes sense. She just makes you human for a little bit and then boom. Your girl is pregnant, nine months later, you have kids."
Damon scoffed and rolled his eyes. He'd ask about that later.
"I want an understanding here. I don't want any other person near Elena or Katherine. I don't care if they have itches to scratch."
Isobel closed the book she knew that reading wouldn't be done if she continued to read while Damon talked to her.
"What are you saying? You want them as your personal maids?" Her voice was raised slightly.
Damon nodded his head and before Isobel could protest. He was behind her, his hand around her neck, lifting her up in the air.
"See, what I say goes. Think of me as a spoiled child. I always get what I want, Izzy. Don't test me. I want the twins closer to me. Didn't you say I had to choose?"
Isobel struggled in Damon's gasp. She didn't need to breath but she wished she could talk.
"Now, I'll let you go. Do whatever it is that you do. I have sleep to get back too. Better yet, since I'm up. Show me your chamber maids. I have something to say."
He dropped Isobel on the ground and she crawled towards the closest bookshelf and steadied herself against it.
She saw the black in his eyes. He was serious. Something must have set him off, but she wasn't sure what.
"Yes, Lord. I will."
Damon smiled. His words were simple and short. "Good."
~ . ~
Elena ran.
She ran so fast that her ankles were nearly going to twist from how fast and far she was running.
It hurt. It hurt alot, but she couldn't stop.
Something was chasing her.
On all fours and she couldn't stop to breathe.
Her heart was pounding in her chest. She felt as if she was nearly going to explode.
"Elennna." The voice was purely rough and male. He was chasing after her on all fours.
She continued to run as he called her name again. She couldn't stop.
She, suddenly, tripped. She fell, face forward and landed in a pile of dirt and water.
It stained and ran down her dress like sticky and smelly blood.
It didn't stop her.
The voice grew nearer.
She turned and looked around her surroundings.
She saw nothing but only heard the man's paws against the ground.
She quickly got up and ran.
She kept running.
Her breath was coming to hard for her. She had to stop.
So, she stopped.
Elena huddled herself near a tree, trying to get her breathing in order.
She had to calm herself down if she wanted to go on.
It took minutes before her heart became steady.
She took a step out, not looking where she was going.
Her head hit something hard.
She fell back and landed on the ground, looking up as she did so.
It was HIM.
He was half in wolf form.
She could see the humanness in him.
"You run from me?" He shouted at her.
She shook her head no as she crawled backwards.
"I..." She couldn't get the words out.
He took a step forward and she crawled back. She was so scared.
He began to smile, blood was on his teeth.
"I eat rabbit shit less than you." He pointed at her and rocked his head from side to side. "Oh well." He lounged at her.
She closed her eyes, tight. She didn't want to see.
But then she heard grunts and loud noises, curses of such.
She peeped open one eye and saw a fight unfold in front of her.
It was the wolf, he was in a head-lock with some other creature.
The creature was tall and encased in darkness.
She took a heavy gulp.
The tall creature was ripping the wolf to shreds.
His last scream leaving his lips.
The tall creature turned and faced her.
Her breath grew stuck in her throat.
It was HIM.
"My queen screams. I show up. You know I would do anything for you, Elena."
What she wanted to say was something different, but what she was thinking was also different from what she wanted to say.
"I'm sorry Damon. I love seeing you fight." She smirked.
~ . ~
Elena awoke with a start and breathed in heavily.
She shook her head and began to nibble on her lip as she looked around where she was.
The place was huge with shelves of things everywhere. It still looked bare, thought.
She looked down at the bed she was in and noticed it was bigger than her bed and Katherine's.
Probably put together, Elena added as she got out of the bed. She picked up a random article of clothing, not caring what it was as she wrapped herself in it, tight.
She walked towards the door and opened it.
There was a man standing there.
He turned to her, a rough stone cold stare on her face.
"Where are you going?"
Elena gulped.
"I want to see Isobel."
The man nodded his head and let her pass by him. She walked down the left of the hall, going to Isobel's room.
But something told her that Isobel wasn't there. She had a feeling, so instead she turned on her heel and walked the other way towards the front hall.
She wasn't sure but something was leading her there and she wasn't sure why.