A/N: Wow the finale was something...is it bad I wanted Jeremy to die? Yes? Well sorry...
Summary: In a world where vampires own witches as their slaves, one witch refuses to give into the stereotype giving one Damon Salvatore a run for his reputation of destruction. Bamon.
Can't Be Tamed
Bonnie felt her head pounding, painful heat travelling all through her body. The light shining on her wasn't making the pain any better and she refused to open her eyes in fear that her eyesight wouldn't be at its best right now. She heard someone moving around the room and knew immediately it was Damon.
"You up, sleepy head?" Yep, she was right. It was Damon.
She finally opened her eyes and sat up, regretting it quickly. Soon Damon was by her side, steadying her on the bed before she could pass back out. "I don't need your help." she said, gritting her teeth in anger and pain.
He snorted, "Yeah right...how's your head, champ?" He moved back to the little table by the bed and pulled the chair close to the bed to sit in.
"How's your chest?" She asked back coldly.
"I heal. You got hit in the head by a vampire. My brother Stefan to be exact so if you go trying to stake someone again make sure it's him first."
Bonnie shifted in the bed so that she was turned towards him, frowning. "I don't get it. I almost killed you and you're over here still trying to crack jokes and make everything seem like it's ok between us when it's not."
"You don't like me because I'm a vampire which is pretty prejudice by the way. I'm just trying to help you out and you're being all difficult about it. Don't you have anything nice to say about me?"
The witch thought a minute before staring back at him. "You have very beautiful eyes." she admitted, causing the vampire to smile.
"See now that's really nice..."
"Maybe I'll cut them out and keep them after I kill you." Bonnie finished. She watched as he stared at her with those cold eyes. She had to admit he did intimidate her but in no way will she ever back down from a vampire. No matter how powerful he was.
He grinned once again, "So you would take my eyes which means you'll always have a piece of me with you. Thats sweet, you're a sweet kid."
Bonnie growled out in frustration, knowing he was getting a kick out of her. She didn't know why this vampire was so difficult than the rest. Why he insisted on keeping her or why he wasn't already angry with her for almost killing him. Then she remembered something Elijah said earlier...
"Damon Salvatore...right?"
"Yep...so much sexier than David. Don't you think?"
She ignored his comment, "Why doesn't Elijah like you? I mean he did mention that you don't listen and that you killed a werewolf...is that true?
"Elijah doesn't like me because I'm so much cooler than he is. And my hair is more shinier and softer...me killing that werewolf has to do with a tiny bit of the dislike he has for me but it's mostly jealousy because I'm well...I'm Damon. And I'm awesome."
"You kinda think you're a big deal, huh?"
"I kinda am. Yes."
"So...you bought me because you knew it'll piss Elijah off. You stopped him from turning me into something I may never be just because it was like a kick in the dick to the vampire community?"
Damon laughed, "I just love how you put stuff in your own little words. Your mouth is marvelous but I guess you can kinda say that I bought you to get back at him if you wanna put it that way."
Bonnie was about to reply until they heard the door handle turn and saw the door open, a young middle aged man walked in. He stopped and stared at Damon and Bonnie in shock and confusion.
"Sup, Alaric!" Damon greeted the man with a little wave from his chair, "To what do I owe the interruption?"
"Um...Stefan told me to come tell you the house is ready...Damon, there's a girl in your bed and she's not naked or bleeding. What's going on?"
Bonnie examined the man carefully. He was really attractive, in an older guy kinda way, and she could already tell he was not a vampire. Maybe he worked for the Salvatores. Most vampires who didn't own witches would have humans help them out.
"This is Bonnie Bennett...our new witch." Bonnie glared at Damon, hating that he was talking about her like she was their pet or something. "And before you say anything, yes I got us a witch and no I'm not gonna use her to kill anyone...at least I don't think so." Damon smirked.
"Ahh well..." Alaric turned to look at Bonnie, "Nice to meet you, Bonnie. I'm Alaric...wait...Bonnie? Why does that name sound so familiar?"
"She's the witch who has been disrespecting and killing her masters." Damon spoke up, "Bad ass, huh?"
"Uhh...Damon...that's not...that's not good for you...at all."
"Finally!" Bonnie exclaimed, throwing her hands up in the air, "Someone who realizes I'm not just some fun entertainment for you vampires!"
Alaric looked between the two supernatural beings. He knew Damon really well and also knew how wreckless and careless he was when it came to things. Stefan once gave Damon a cat to watch for a few hours for their vampire friend Caroline Forbes, the poor cat somehow ended up stuck inside the walls of the Salvatore house until it went crazy and killed itself. Damon couldn't take of anything, including himself sometimes.
"This is a bad idea." Alaric said, "You two together...it's just going to end in one of you really hurt or dead. And since Damon has died once, I'm pretty sure you won't enjoy it, Bonnie."
Bonnie snorted, "Yeah like he's gonna kill me. I've already stabbed him once." She pointed to Damon's blood stained shirt causing Alaric's jaw to drop in shock. This witch was still alive after doing that to Damon? Damon must really like her.
"Yeah and next time you should find out where the heart is, sweetheart." Damon replied with a smirk. He finally got up from his chair and walked towards Alaric, "What's in the bag?" He asked, eyeing the duffel bag the other man held.
"Oh yeah, Stefan said he tried to give this to you earlier but then something happened so he told me to bring it when I came." He handed the bag to Damon. "Some clothes I guess...I'm guessing for the witch."
Bonnie scooted closer to the edge of the bed and peered into the bag as Damon looked through it. Yep, it was definitely from Elena. It was filled with more clothes and things a girl her age would need. Elena was a saint.
"Hey!" She yelled at Damon when he pulled out a small white bra, holding it up in front of an uncomfortable Alaric. "Can you not hold up my unmentionables?" She quickly snatched said thing from his hands, causing him to laugh. "I swear...at least the past vampires I was with was more respectful to some things!"
"Then you killed them and now you're stuck with me. Great story to tell your kids."
Alaric then remembered something, searching his coat pockets he pulled out some handcuffs and held them out to Damon, "Stefan also said you'll be needing this since the last pair seemed to accidentally break."
Bonnie sat in the passengar's seat as Damon drove up this long drive way to this huge house. She was use to her masters being rich but there was something so old fashion about the house she would be staying in with the Salvatore brothers, she guessed they hadn't moved from their original house.
"You've been so quiet since I had to cuff you and drag you out the hotel." Damon commented as he shut off the car. "All tired out from fighting me already? It hasn't even been a week yet!"
"Don't tempt me." Bonnie replied softly. "I may not know all the spells a witch should know due to the vampires not allowing me to practice...but don't underestimate the things that I can do."
"If I underestimated you do you think I'd have you handcuffed again? I mean you did almost kill me." He grinned at her, "Almost being the keyword." He looked to the front lawn to see Stefan standing there with a bunch of other vampires and...Klaus. Damon groaned. From the look on his brother's face this was not going to go well. "Stay in the car."
"It's not like I can go anywhere...I'm all tied up!" Bonnie replied as Damon ignored her and got out the car. She watched him walk to the group of guys and one female, knowing immediately the girl was another witch. "Klaus's witch." She said aloud to herself.
Damon approached Klaus, an annoyed grin plastered on his face as he shook the elder vampire's hand. "What's going on? I'm guessing Elijah told you I bought Bonnie?"
"Bonnie?" Klaus asked back. He glanced back at his witch who then smirked. "Ahh yes, Bonnie...that's the witch who doesn't seem to listen." Klaus looked over to the car where Bonnie was sitting in, frowning. "Is it smart to leave her in the car by herself? Wouldn't want her trying to blow anything up."
"I got her under control don't worry about it." Damon replied, trying to control his anger. "I'm going to ask again...what're you doing here?"
Klaus laughed. The difference between Elijah and Klaus was Klaus didn't take things so seriously and wasn't easily angered. He knew how to control his temper well, he was use to dealing with rebellious beings.
"I've come to throw you a little party for your new witch!" He exclaimed, throwing an arm around Damon's shoulder, "She is your first, right? I remember when I got young Greta here," He pointed to the witch who then smiled, "She was the best birthday gift I could get in centuries and now you got your own. Bring her to me, I wanna see her."
"No."
"Damon!" Stefan said, sending his brother a warning look. "Don't act like this now...please..."
"It's ok, Stefan." Klaus interrupted, smiling at the other Salvatore brother. "I understand. Damon doesn't like other vampires touching his things." He turned to Damon, his face becoming serious. "But if you do not get her I will." His tone was nice and friendly, but everyone heard the threat and anger in it.
"I'll get her." Stefan spoke up quickly, not wanting to anger Klaus anymore.
"Stefan, you better not...AUGHH!" Klaus put a death grip on Damon's shoulder, breaking it and causing him to cry out in pain before he could finish his sentence.
"Thanks, Stefan!" Klaus called as he watched him go to the car and pull a struggling Bonnie out the passengar side. "He was always my favorite Salvatore brother. Has he ever told you guys about the time he killed a whole village?" The other vampires grinned and nodded.
Bonnie was forced to stand in front of Klaus and Damon, Stefan having a good hold on her shoulders so she couldn't move. She gritted her teeth at the man she hated most...Klaus. One of the originals who made this stupid law and made vampires the highest out of everyone else.
"Well," Klaus smiled as his eyes fell on Bonnie, he tossed Damon back onto the grass roughly. "Aren't you adorable? But from what I remember all the Bennett witches were so beautiful..and powerful. Such a shame what happened to them..."
"Fuck you." Bonnie snapped. She knew she was playing with fire but she didn't care. No one disrespected her or her family name.
Klaus's eyebrows raised in amusement as he continued to smile at her. "Wow...you do live up to your reputation for that mouth of yours." He grabbed her by the jaw in a bruising grip. "What should I do to give Mr. Salvatore a congratulations gift? Especially for buying such a wild animal like you?" He glanced over at Damon who was still on the ground glaring up at him then over to his witch. "Greta, any suggestions?"
The other witch examined Bonnie up and down, obviously not impressed with her at all. "Brand her." She replied.
"Brand her? Why, Greta...you're a genius!"
"What the fuck do you mean brand her?" Damon asked suddenly his eyes darting from Bonnie's worried face to Klaus to Greta and the vampires. "What're you talking about?"
No one answered him. Instead Greta handed Klaus an iron and quickly produced a small fire on their lawn. Damon's eyes widened in realization as he watched Bonnie struggle in Stefan's grasp while Klaus heated the iron up.
"No...no!" Damon shot up and ran towards them only to have the other vampires grab him and tackle him to the ground. "Klaus, no!"
"You said she was yours right? I'm just making it official for you." the elder vampire replied with a sadistic grin. "Now where do you want it?" He held the iron up to her face, causing her to flinch away at the feel of the heat. "It'll be ashamed to scar such a pretty face but that way other vampires will see she's yours...or..." He lowered it down towards the bare skin of her chest. "We can also put it somewhere only you can see. What will it be, Salvatore?"
Damon struggled against the other four vampires who held him, his eyes demonic. "If you do it I swear I'll..."
"There goes those threats." Klaus interrupted, already bored with him. He held the iron back up to her face, "I'll just decide for you then. Since it's my gift to you..." Bonnie quickly spat in his face, sending him an angry glare. "Well...that's just gonna make me enjoy this way more."
"The back!" Damon yelled before the iron touched her face. "Do it on her back! You said it was my choice and I want it on her back!"
"Ok." Klaus quickly turned her around and ripped the back of her shirt off, pressing the hot iron against her lower back of her body. She cried out in pain as it began to burn her skin, leaving the mark of a 'D' on her. "There...that wasn't so bad." He threw her to the ground next to Damon. "Congratulations on your new witch, Damon. Enjoy." He looked over to Stefan whose eyes remained on the ground, "And nice seeing you again, Stefan. Let's go guys."
Greta looked down at a crying Bonnie while the other vampires got off Damon, "See you soon, Bennett."
"Bitch..." She replied through sobs, covering her topless body with the remains of the shirt that Klaus ripped. The sharp pain of the mark was still stinging her body causing her to heat up.
Damon got up and glared at his brother, "You stood there and did absolutely nothing!" he yelled. He looked down at Bonnie, examining her burn. "Some fucking help you were, Stefan." He leaned down and went to pick her up, only to have her move away from him. "Bonnie, you're going to have to let me take you into the house and clean that."
"Don't touch me!" She cried out when he reached for her again.
"I'm dealing with assholes of vampires and a stubborn ass witch." He bent down and picked her up despite her protests. "We gotta get you cleaned and clothed."
"I'll run her some bath water." Stefan said softly. He didn't like what Klaus did and he didn't like that he just stood there and let him do it. But he use to work for Klaus and he knew what a brutal vampire he was. If he didn't obey him, he'd kill him and his brother or worst. And the last thing Stefan needed was to be on Klaus's revenge list.
"Yeah that's the least you can fucking do!" Damon replied angrily. He watched as his brother walked towards the house. He hated Klaus for more reasons than one. But mostly he hated Klaus for what he made Stefan do. Damon knew of Stefan's dark past, people would think he was the bad brother instead but once Stefan straightened up he got human like morals. But seeing how he acted earlier, just standing there as Klaus branded Bonnie, it reminded him of his old brother who would do anything Klaus told him to. And there was no way Damon was letting Klaus get away with that...