A/N: So as you can see both Salvatore brothers are bad but both in a different way. Stefan is one more to listen to the rules while Damon wants to rebel...but why is that? Enter Klaus and Greta ; )

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.

Klaus stood on his balcony in the thundering rain. He enjoyed the feel of the small raindrops falling on his skin while he looked up at the pitch black sky, it was days like this he enjoyed being in a higher power. He felt like he controlled everything including the weather and he kind of did since it was actually his witch making it like this.

He looked back to Greta who was in the doorway smiling at him, wearing absolutely nothing. Blood stained her brown skin from when he bit her earlier and as always she never cleaned it off. For some sick and twisted reason they both enjoyed seeing her blood stain on her own skin.

"Enjoying the view?" Greta asked. She walked out onto the balcony with him allowing the rain to clean off the blood. "I know how much you love a good thunderstorm."

"After a hard days work. Yes." He turned fully to her, lifting a hand to cup her cheek. "So tell me...what do you think of Bonnie Bennett?"

He watched the witch's eyes darken at the mention of the Bennett. For some reason she hated her and he couldn't understand why but he found it very amusing. Her hatred for Bonnie feuled her cruelness that he loved.

"She's nothing. Not even a real witch because she can't do the spells I can..."

"Ah, but that's only because none of her masters allowed her to practice. Damon Salvatore seems to like her and I'm pretty sure he's going to let her have her ancestor's grimiore."

"And you'll allow that?" Greta asked angrily. "She's nothing but a pet and doesn't deserve any freedom. She should be dead..."

"And you're nothing but my pet too." Klaus interrupted, shooting her a look that caused her to be quiet quickly. "You're easily replaced but I've kept you around this long. Took you from your family that you loved and practically raised you and taught you everything I know yet I've got dozens of other witches at my call."

"Then why keep me?"

He grinned, "I don't know. But what I'm saying is since I favor you then Damon most definitely favors Bonnie. Nothing is impossible. Elijah may be using her as punishment to Damon, hoping she kills him. But I think this may backfire on us."

"Kill her then. What do you care?" Greta sounded emotionless and uncaring at his words towards her but Klaus knew better. She may be a witch but she was still young and human and of course she loved him and would do anything for him.

"I don't care." He smirked, "About anything but myself so when she starts looking like a threat to me...I'll take her from him and make her mine."

Bonnie laid on the couch in one of Elena's pajamas as she heard the commotion Tyler and Elena made in the kitchen. She could smell the food that they were making for her and her stomach began to growl at the thought of finally being able to eat but she still was not hungry. There was too much on her mind to be thinking about eating.

Damon Salvatore. That name would not leave her head no matter how hard she tried to think of something else. She was scared shitless when she awoke to Stefan trying to strangle her and her back was still pounding from the little mark Klaus left on her but all she could think about was Damon saving her. A vampire saving a witch. She has never heard of or seen such a thing. All vampires were selfish and heartless because they were no longer living humans. At least werewolves would transform back into one and witches, though they had powers, were technically still human. But vampires were dead corpses who roamed the earth looking to kill and drink other beings.

Why did he save her? And more than once? She saw the way he always tried to protect her and how he was nice to her even though she tried to kill him. He was odd...and different. But she still trusted no vampire and had a great excuse to not trust him. His brother was the one who murdered her whole family leaving her the last Bennett witch.

"Bonnie?" She looked up to see Elena standing by her with a huge tray of food and orange juice. She had a small smile on her face but Bonnie could still see the fear and horror in her friend's eyes. She was still worried about her. "I need...I want you to eat ok? Please...just get something in your body. You're skin and bones."

"I'm not hungry." She saw the brunette flinch and begin to tear up. Elena was always over sensitive about everything. "Elena...please don't cry." She couldn't handle watching her cry and especially because of her. "I'm just not hungry..."

"You've gotta eat! Please eat!"

Bonnie sighed then slowly sat up on the couch, hazel eyes meeting brown ones. "Ok...I'll eat but I'm not making any promises to eat it all. Looks like you cooked a meal for a whole family." She smirked as she got her friend to crack a smile. "You know he'll find me soon."

Elena frowned, "He do this to you? The marks on your neck and back? Damon did that?"

"No...he..." KNOCK KNOCK. Bonnie jumped as she heard someone bang on the Gilbert's front door. She met Elena's gaze before watching her get up and make her way over to the door, Tyler making his way into the room to sit with Bonnie. "Hey...haven't seen you in forever."

"I know. It seems you're always in the newspaper for killing a vampire or disobeying someone." He replied with a grin, "Mystic Falls own little rebel witch Bonnie Bennett. I admire that."

Despite herself, she blushed. She always liked Tyler. He would always come visit her and Elena every time she was back from being sold and each time he was sweet and charming. She never saw him transformed and really didn't know much about how werewolves were but anything was better than a vampire to her.

"So what did you cook on this tray?" Bonnie asked, just to spark conversation. For some reason he made her feel normal...like she wasn't in this mess at all. For the moment she was forgetting about Damon Salvatore.

Elena opened the door and immediately regretted not looking through the peephole first because now standing in front of her was Bonnie's current vampire master. She didn't try to hide her disgust or anger towards him and from the looks of it he wasn't hiding his anger and annoyance from her either.

"Where is she?" He asked, getting straight to the point. He was in no mood to get into a conversation with the human. When he noticed she wasn't making any move to let him in he grinned. "Really, now? You're not going to invite me into your lovely home knowing that every vampire should be invited into the Gilbert residence? Where's your father? I'm sure he'd be sure to tell you..."

"Go away!" Elena interrupted, hatred dripping from her words. "You are not welcomed or wanted here...how dare you assume I should invite you in after what you did to her? She was distraught and nearly had a nervous breakdown! What ever you did to her..."

"She's my witch." Damon snapped, "Don't forget that, girl. I have a right to take her back to me now invite me in or I'll call someone to force you to!" He hated the way he sounded right now. He was practically threatening to snitch on a seventeen year old girl if she didn't let him in her house. "Look," he sighed, "I know Bonnie is alittle...upset...right now but I really need to talk to her."

"Upset? I don't think that's the word for it. She came to me crying...not to mention she was topless and bruised and dirty!"

Damon chuckled as Elena gave him an accusing look. He knew what the girl was thinking and it's true most vampire would have sexual relationships with their witches whether they liked it or not but to accuse him of being a sexual predator was crazy.

"Look, girl..."

"My name is Elena Gilbert!"

He shot her a look, but continued, "Look, Elena Gilbert...I know what you're thinking and no I did not try to force myself on Bonnie. I'm an asshole but I'm respectable when it comes to things like that trust me."

"Trust you? A vampire?" Now she was starting to remind him of Bonnie. Both stubborn and both untrusting of all vampires, even if Elena's family did work with them. "I think you should leave."

His eyes widened. "Oh really? And just leave what belongs to me with you? I don't think so. I paid good money for her and..." He stopped when he caught sight of his witch on the couch with a guy...Tyler Lockwood to be exact. He gritted his teeth at the sight. He knew of the Lockwoods and how werewolves ran in their family and he also knew Tyler was one after being initiated into it a couple of months ago.

Elena was about to say something to him until his eyes turned back to her, cold and serious. "I..you..." She stuttered, suddenly really afraid of him.

"Let. Me. In." He said slowly, his pupils getting smaller. Vervain was banned from being used by humans so anyone was fair game when it came to compulsion. Most vampires didn't have to use it anymore since humans would do as they say anyways.

"Come in, Damon." She stepped aside and soon he was walking into her house and towards the two teenagers on the couch chatting happily. Soon the chatting stopped and the happiness disappeared.

"Damon..."

"Bonnie."

They stared at each other for what seemed like forever. Bonnie was still in shock about the revelation that Damon had saved her from being killed as a kid and the last thing she wanted was to see him or go back with him the house with his crazy brother.

"I'm not going back there." She stated. "You might as well give me back to John because what ever you want of me...from me...I won't do it."

"Why the fuck do you always think somebody wants something from you?" He snapped. He was tired and hungry and all he wanted was to get her home and away from that Lockwood kid.

She stood and made her way over to him. "Because why the hell else would you buy me? Why else would a vampire want a witch? And why else would you save me so many times?" She asked angrily, her eyes accusing.

He let out a humorless laugh. "I swear Bonnie you are the world's most unsatisfied witch! What else do I have to show you that I'm not out to use you for anything!"

"Look, I think Bonnie just needs to rest here for a bit. I don't know what went down at your house but she doesn't need to go right now." Tyler spoke up. He also got up and made his way over to Damon. "Let her be with Elena for awhile...she likes it here."

Damon tried his hardest to control his anger. Wolfboy was talking to him like he was allowed to and telling him what he should let Bonnie do...Bonnie was his and there was no way in hell he was going to leave her here to hang out with him.

"I suggest you sit the fuck down and shut the fuck up."

Tyler gave him a confused look, "Excuse me?"

The fucker still had the nerve to talk to him. Damon could feel his fangs extracting and his eyes turning, he couldn't stop himself from lunging out towards the young werewolf, pinning him against the floor as both Elena and Bonnie screamed at him to stop.

"Damon! Stop!" Bonnie yelled as she ran towards the two supernatural beings. She watched as Tyler managed to turn Damon onto his back and began punching him. "Tyler! Off!" She knew the only reason Tyler was getting the upper hand right now was because tonight there was to be a full moon...but that didn't stop Damon from blocking one of his hits and throwing him across the room into the wall.

"Bonnie!" Elena cried out as she watched the witch quickly run to Tyler and throw her whole body protectively on top of him.

Tyler relaxed, looking up to see her over him. He gave her a confused look and watched as Damon made his way over to them his face still demonic. "Umm...this is awkward."

Damon took in the scene in front of him and tried not to rip Tyler a new one. He leaned down and grabbed her roughly off him. "We're going." He said before throwing her over his shoulder, not giving Elena or Tyler another look.

Once outside Damon finally placed Bonnie on the ground and she then took that opportunity to slap him across the face. Hard.

"What the hell was that back there? Attacking Tyler? He's done nothing to you!" She yelled as he just stared at her silently. "You have some nerve attacking a werewolf! Elijah told you..."

"You're mine and I don't like my things being around their kind!" He snapped finally, his eyes going demonic again. "I let you spend a little time with your lovely friend Elena now get in the fucking car or I will force you to!"

Bonnie shut her mouth and stared at him in shock. This was the first time he had actually yelled at her in anger and it wasn't because she ran away or tried to kill him. "See," she said finally, holding back tears. "I knew that whole I'm on your side crap was just a show."

"Oh be quiet, Bonnie, I'm not in the mood to argue with you right now because I've spent almost the whole day looking for you and not to mention I haven't fed in what seems like forever. You're looking like a magical cupcake to me right now."

"Feed on me. Beat me...I don't care but don't you ever attack any of my friends like that again. Do you hear me?"

"You're one to give orders. Last time I checked you were the one that got the 'D' branded on her back."

Bonnie stared at him, hating herself for allowing him to affect her like this. What else did she expect from a vampire? Even if he did save her from being murdered at a young age and protected her several times after that but she would refuse to let him talk down to her like that.

"I hate you." She said finally before turning to get into his car.

Damon mentally kicked himself and watched as she slammed the passengar door shut. He was being honest when he told her that he was on her side and wanted to help her become the witch he knew she could be but when it came to werewolves he lost his cool. Seeing Tyler Lockwood sitting there with her set something off in him and when she came to his defense it just made matters worse.

"Bonnie..." He sighed turning to open the passengar side door and look down at her. Of course she was ignoring his existence right now. "Look...I need you to trust me here. We're in this together and I need you to work with me. I know you overheard what Stefan said about me saving you..."

"Should've just left me to die."

"I made a choice that night to save you and if you think I'm going to let you just die now or let anything happen to you because you decide to befriend a fucking werewolf then you're horribly mistaken."

She looked up at him, "You don't like Tyler because he's a werewolf? That's just..."

"Like you don't like me because I'm a vampire."

He had a good point. She looked away from him, deciding the dashboard was more easier to look at than at his alluring blue eyes. They scared her and fascinated her at the same time.

"I got you something." He said, sensing that she was uncomfortable. "I found it for you right after I threw Stefan in the cellar." She cracked a small smile at that and he noticed. "I knew that would make you happy." He went to the back seat of the car and retrieved a huge book and handed it to her. "Look familiar?"

"It's...it's Gram's grimoire!" She exclaimed. "But how...why..." She looked at him hoping to see the answers to her questions on his face but he was expressionless.

Damon shrugged, "Well it's the Bennett grimoire and you are a Bennett."

She wanted to ask him why he was doing this for her. Why he saved her back then and why he wanted to keep her safe but she went with something simple instead. "Thank you."

He was surprised to hear those words from her and even more surprised knowing that she actually meant it. After trying to kill him and cussing him out any way she could she was finally thanking him. He felt like he did a good deed and usually that would make him feel sick but he was beginning to feel a little good about himself.

"No prob, witch. Now let's get back to the house so we can have a little talk with Stefan."