Chapter 12

Damon let out a hiss as he tore the paper to shreds. He sped out of Elena's house and changed into a crow, his wings carrying him faster than his Ferrari would. He flew across town and landed on the window sill of Stefan's room in the boarding house, turning back into the bodily form of a human. Stefan was sitting by the fire, reading, as soon as he heard Damon he stood shocked by his aura of rage.

"What happened?"

"I need your help, I don't have time to tell you the full story, but let's just say that someone took something of mine, that I need back." Damon hated having to ask for help especially from his brother but for Elena he didn't mind.

Stefan sensed his urgency and desperation, "Sure, what do you want me to do?"

Damon produced blood bags from his jacket pocket.

"Where did you get them?" Stefan demanded.

"I stole them from the blood bank, you need to take them." He said handing over a bag, while already drinking one himself.

"Damon, you know I can't drink this"

"You already agreed, don't back out now" he said already drinking from a second bag, it was nicer than animal blood but he preferred it fresh, before he met Elena he did anyway.

"Before I do, is this thing that was stolen from you really that important?"

"It's something I can't live without", he emphasised, he didn't want Stefan to know he was looking for Elena, because if Stefan found out he had to drink human blood to get a girl, he would think Damon only wanted to drain her of blood, not save her.

Stefan took the bag cautiously, he didn't want to drink it, he didn't know if he could handle the consequences but he could tell by Damon's irritation that he would need it to survive want ever was going to happen. He was drinking it slowly to start with, and then he became more willing. He practically snatched the next bag from Damon's hand longing for the sweetness of the blood to fulfil his bloodlust as it flowed down his throat, he felt his power being magnified more than ever and his senses became clearer than he could have ever imagined. Damon nodded to the window for Stefan to follow him he jumped out and changed into a crow mid-jump. Stefan stood on the ledge about to jump downwards, so he could run to try keep up with Damon but instead he pushed himself out off the window, pushing his feet off the wall, he could feel his body pushing against gravity, and instead of falling to the ground like should be happening he was gliding way above it in the shape of a falcon. He pushed his new body further so he was flying right next to Damon.

Do you always have to copy me? Damon's words appeared in Stefan's mind but he knew he was joking even with the edge in his voice, probably worrying about what ever it was that was took from him, Stefan guessed.

How do you know where to look? Stefan was able to ask Damon with his new found strength.

He couldn't have got too far, when I sense the mind I'll know Damon meant when he sensed Elena's mind he would know, but he let Stefan think it was the vampire whose mind he knew.

How do you know it's male?

Only a male could be as stupid as to think I would gave up without a fight Damon sounded ready to kill, to be honest he reckoned the vampire wanted Elena's blood, like any sane vampire would, of course. Damon wouldn't be able to bear to look at pierces in Elena's porcelain-like skin. He knew Elena's blood would be irresistible to any vampire, so he also knew most vampires wouldn't be satisfied unless they had all her blood. He knew the vampire was male, he honestly didn't know why but he knew he was ready to kill anyone who got in his way to protect Elena. He was flying over a clearing in the forest when he sensed her. He threw his body downwards with Stefan trying to keep up with his brother's sudden change of direction. As Damon plummeted downwards he saw a dark figure leaning over a limp figure…