N/A Hey guys! Sorry this one took so long I was really caught up in some homework and personal issues. Hope you guys like it! I may warn you it is a little short! Sorry! Please Review!! And even message me if you have any ideas for the next chapter!

Chapter 3

Damon flew into the forest as a crow. He didn't know what he was feeling- and he simply didn't care. His idiot brother had it coming, telling him so rudely he wanted him to leave. Like he, Damon Salvatore, would ever comply to his brothers wishes. Il nervo! Damon flew to his favorite tree- though it probably wasn't safe since the girls got attacked. Maybe it only wanted females, Damon thought, and felt himself chuckle rigorously. It died down rather quick, like all his laughter. Damon settled comfortably and gracefully onto the tree branch and watched the bloated moon.

Those humans should be grateful, he thought drowsily, suddenly tired. I saved them ... I didn't have to-but I did ... And that cute red-head had the nerve to cry after a little brother to brother scuffle ... Damon shut his eyes and turned on his night senses, searching for any form of Power. Finding nothing but the witches bright light, he drifted off to a deep sleep.

In his dream the red head layed on his bed, waiting for someone- waiting for him. Damon rid himself of his shirt and leaned over her, asking first with his mind for her permission. Then he bent his head, feeling his canines turn sharp and long, then he punctured her pale skin. Taking her warm succulent blood, feeling it flow down his throat into his veins and to his cold heart.

Damon woke a few hours later, in need of a pretty maiden.

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There was a quiet tapping on the window and Bonnie gasped. Meredith pulled Bonnie aside and peered out the window, there was nothing except a quiet night and the bloated moon.

"You heard that, too?" Bonnie asked quietly.

Meredith nodded, "Must be the wind."

Bonnie stepped away from the dark window. "Yes, of course. No need to jump to conclusions." Their eyes met once- then the glass on the window rattled, and Stefan jumped down from the widows walk. Bonnie gasped, gabbing her throat. "Stefan! You scared us!"

Stefan's face was bewildered. "I'm sorry ... How's Elena?"

"Wha-? Elena's fine, Stefan." Meredith answered, her dark eyes confused and searching. "Whats going on-?" She didn't get to finished her question, because in the next moment the house seemed to be shaking and the light flickered then went out. Bonnie fell onto the bed and grasped at Elena, only to find it empty.

"Where's Elena?!" Bonnie shouted. She felt the vibe in the room change and Stefan was grasping at Bonnie and Meredith. We have to get out of here! Bonnie suddenly thought. "Stefan! We have to get out of here! This isn't the boarding house!" Bonnie didn't know how she could know that, but she did. Her psychic senses were screaming it at her.

Stefan tensed, then let go of Bonnie and Meredith. "Stefan!"

In the next moment he was gone. All of Bonnie's senses told her to leave- and she was going to protect them, even if it killed them all. "Stefan!" She cried again. The house had stopped shaking, but rain spluttered down onto the roof and sounded unbearable. Meredith's hand clamped over her mouth.

"Shh- do you hear that?"

Bonnie listened carefully. First she heard nothing but rain splashing onto the roof shingles, and heard the same whips from the forest. "Oh my god!" Bonnie whispered. "What are we going to do?"

Meredith thought for just a moment, then caught Bonnie's shaking hand. "I know what to do, Bonnie. But your going to have to trust me."

Bonnie nodded, and Meredith went to Stefan's desk and rapidly pulled a candle and a match out from a drawer, she set them on the smooth wood floor and sat. Bonnie let out her breath and sat on the opposite side of the candle. Meredith lit it, and Bonnie stared at it intently. Letting all thoughts leave her mind except for contacting Damon. Almost immediately Bonnie was in a trance, and the room dissolved around her. She searched for Damon's mind, and found a dim light in the center of town. She tried reaching the mind, thinking of her message- and then a tall dark wall slammed around her- stopping her from reaching Damon's mind completely. Was he-blocking her?

"Did you contact him?" Meredith asked quietly.

Bonnie sat upright. still staring blankly at the candle, trying to find a way around the wall. Then her eyes snapped up and her face crumpled, "No! I don't understand ..." Bonnie trailed off, looking distressed. The house shook, followed by the sound of whips, getting closer and closer ... "Why won't it go away!" Bonnie asked, her eyes watering.

Meredith's face was only slightly calmer than Bonnie's. "It's okay, Bonnie. It's okay. Try and contact Damon again."

"No, I can't. Every time I'm close to his mind I get blocked. I think he's mad ..."

"He could have killed Stefan. He has no right to be mad." Meredith said in a quiet voice that sound vehement.

"Yes, that is true." Bonnie bit her lip.

"So you think Damon's blocking you?" Meredith asked.

The ceiling rattled and Bonnie looked up, "I don't know! I think so- he's never been able to before, though, and what ever is blocking me is fierce ... That's why I think he's mad-"

The glass on the window suddenly shattered. Bonnie screamed and started towards the door. Rain blew furiously into the boarding house, Bonnie couldn't see what had made the glass break, but she didn't want to stay and find out. Bonnie grabbed Meredith's hand and they flew out of the room. They found this wasn't like the boarding house at all, it was completely different. They rounded one of the many corners and Bonnie found herself being pulled away from Meredith- her hand was slipping from Meredith's, but Bonnie held on tighter. She felt like she was in a hurricane. Fear lashed through Bonnie, and pain. Her arm was burning from holding on so tight to Meredith's hand and being pulled away at the same time. And she felt like every inch of her body was being pricked somehow-

The last thing she remembered thinking was don't hurt them- then she was pulled away, her hand slipping from Meredith's, and she had no time to put up a fight.

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Damon dropped the girls body, feeling bloated with blood. He wiped the corners of his mouth and his chin. He walked away, running his tongue over him teeth and gums contentedly. He strolled down the dim street, there was nothing in them except for the vermins and a lone bird nesting in a tree watching him. He smirked at the bird. Lucky I'm not like my brother, bird, then you'd be dead in a split second. Damon chuckled faintly, and added. Well, actually if I was my brother I wouldn't be here right now, would I? Damon walked a few more steps before he felt the burning sensation in his brain. It pulled him to a stop and he clutched his head. It was a strident ringing deep in his mind. He felt himself being pulled to the side of the street, and then he was thrown into darkness. Damon didn't know what was happening, and he was oddly bewildered; he wasn't used to being controlled. No! Damon Salvatore would not be controlled. Damon fought against the deadly ringing in his mind. The creature that was doing this was clearly powerful, but more powerful than Damon? Certainly not. Damon tried to use his mind power's, to bind it, but he felt like he had the worst headache, and his mind was sluggish. He abruptly lost the fight, and was engulfed in the darkness of nightfall and the creatures trap.

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N/A What do you guys think?? Review and Message me!! What do you think has both Damon and Bonnie? Do you think it's the same thing? Or some competing creatures? I would enjoy all of your ideas and expertise! And, sorry it is so short! I'm working on another chapter and I promise you it will be twice as long! :) If you want! Remember: REVIEW!