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Chapter 5


It was quiet for a while. Damon was bored. Bonnie was either passed out, or very tired. Hours had passed, time seemed to drag on. It was easy for Damon to get impatient. And when the smell of blood was still strong in the air and a maiden was sleeping on a rough floor, there was only so much more he could take. Damon was edged as far as he could get away from Bonnie. He didn't want to snap again and let her down.

Something had happened. He had let himself get weak. But now the fresh blood burned in his veins and he was strong. He still had no idea what had made him draw the red-heads blood so easily. Damon Salvatore was no codardo, and he wanted to get to the bottom of this. If only-

There it was. The ticking noise he kept on hearing. Like something on the other side of the wall. Damon sprang up and turned, all in one agile motion, and pressed his ear to the dirty concrete wall. Yes ... There was definitely something. Damon, abruptly, started pushing and grunting against the wall. Then, he backed up a few paces, then rammed into the wall, only to end up a little ruffled with the wall still in the same place. Damon knew better than to expect any sort of leverage from the wall, but that did not seem to stop him from trying. Maybe the thing on the other side of the wall heard his struggles. He glanced back at Bonnie, checking to see if he woke her. Then went back to examining the wall. He felt along it, feeling for any sort of lever or weak spot, but found nothing. Then he remembered something had cut the red-head on the wall where she lay. Damon sauntered toward her, and lightly -very lightly- moved around her and felt along the wall-

Yes, there it was. Damon pinched it and found was only pointy on the tip. Damon sent as much Power as he could to his eyes and studied it. Soon, he found that he could twist it, and as he did so a brilliant light swept across the room- for one swift second Damon got a fiery glimpse of the room. Astonished, Damon twisted again- but this time there was a deep guttural roar along with the beam. The red birdie shocked upright, her brown eyes wide.

"What was that?" She cried.

"Shh ..." Damon whispered. His eyes flitting around the room.

Bonnie whimpered quietly. After a few moments of silence, though, Bonnie had to ask. "What did you do? Or ... find?"

Damon, obviously still waiting for something more to happen, answered her slowly. "The thing on the wall you cut yourself on. Something happened when I twisted it ... You- try it."

Bonnie looked around herself. "Where?"

Damon sighed, then lightly took Bonnie's hand and pressed it to the switch, making sure no more blood was spilled. "Right here."

Bonnie breathed in quietly, then twisted. There was a different reaction- the light came on for a flicker of a second, and there was a sound of screeching metal. "A way out?" Bonnie asked, she couldn't help but feel relieved and a bit giddy.

"Maybe ..." Damon said on a rising tone.

"What is it?"

Damon paused for a moment, and when he did respond he didn't answer her question. "Try it again ... But hold it down."

Bonnie steadied herself, being very careful to do it exactly right as to not cut herself. Then she twisted the switch- though it felt more like a diamond. This time, there was a shock, like lightening and the lights went on. Bonnie gasped, throwing herself against Damon for protection- who stayed frozen. Bonnie blinked into this new light and saw there was a dark, slim figure in front of them. His hands were together in front of him, and a long tail sashayed behind him.

"Why, hello." The boy smirked, his golden eyes flitted from Bonnie to Damon. He had ink black hair, which turned crimson on the tips, he was wearing a black suit. He was very handsome. "I'm sorry I'm so late. I'm the Hell Shinichi, but you can call me Shinichi, and I would like to make a little deal."

Damon whispered to Bonnie, "A kitsune ..."

"Why, yes, I am. Now listen to me, or die."