A/N: Well I think its time Damon did some damage : ) I've been listening to Uprising by Muse so this just got me in the mood lol
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.
"Here."
Damon looked up to see his brother walking over to him with a bag of blood. After the little fiasco that happened earlier, Damon was dragged to the basement and was to lay there until the rest of the meeting was over. He doesn't know where Bonnie was or what happened to her other than her being given to his enemies the werewolves.
"Where's Bonnie?"
Stefan sighed then crouched down to look at him, "She's...they...they gave her to the wolves already. I really don't know of the location though. Elijah sent me here to make sure you get blood in you and that you overcome the vervain in your body."
Damon growled lowly as he slowly began to sit up. "The fucking wolves? They will kill her if they find out she was mine!"
"Bonnie attacked Klaus' witch. He wasn't very happy about that."
"The bitch deserved it! She was trying to melt my brain!"
Stefan got up and walked over to the door, stopping. "I know nothing good is going to come from this. I know you hate Klaus and this is making matters worse but...do you really wanna start a war for her?"
"I've said yes before and I say it again for Bonnie. She doesn't deserve this and Klaus will pay for everything he has done to us!"
"I've forgiven him...why can't you?" Stefan asked, turning to look at his weakened brother once more. "Drink up, Damon...you're going to need your strength."
Damon struggled grab the bag of blood Stefan placed beside him. He watched his brother with wondering eyes as he downed the bag. "Why..." He wiped some blood from his mouth, "What am I gonna need my strength for?"
"Because I already know you're going to fight for her. And though you may not believe it...I'm on your side...I was always on your side."
Damon couldn't help but laugh, though he was still weak from the vervain he decided to get off the floor and walk over to Stefan. "You watched them burn the woman I loved then killed the rest of her family. As far as I'm concerned your Klaus' little bitch. And I'm getting Bonnie back myself." He shoved his brother out the way then walked out the door.
Bonnie sat in the back of the car, glaring down at the handcuffs they put on her. She knew the side of her face was bruised up from the hit one of the vampires had given her but all she could think about was Damon. She hated herself for worrying so much about a creature she hated but right now he was the only person in the world that could help her get what she wanted. And that was revenge on Klaus.
"That took some real guts." She looked up at Elijah who was sitting in the passengers seat. "Klaus doesn't take well to others touching his stuff. Though he can easily replace Greta he favors her for some reason." He glanced back at the witch and smiled, "I found it rather amusing what you did to her but let's keep that between me and you." He winked at her.
Bonnie never really understood Elijah. Sure their first meeting she disrespected him and he was to punish her but there was something different about him from Klaus. She knew Klaus well, he was an egotistical power maniac...he wanted it all. But Elijah...Elijah was different.
He tsked at her and reached back to touch her face, ignoring her as she flinched away and threw him a dirty look. "The bruising should go down soon. It's a shame to see you like this, Bonnie. I've always liked the Bennetts."
"Good. Because you'll see them soon. In the afterlife when I kill you...truly kill you." She snapped angrily and she turned her head away from him. She didn't know why all these vampires thought they could just touch her.
Elijah chuckled then turned to face the front again. "You think us vampires are the worst things ever. Have you ever really met a werewolf? Those guys have tempers like no other and they have no self control either." He shook his head, "Hot headed creatures. They react on impulse. Us vampires have blood fueling us to our urges...werewolves are just animalistic and untamed...kind of like you."
Bonnie rolled her eyes. Great, now I'm taking Damon's facial expressions. But she took in Elijah's words. Only werewolf she ever knew was Tyler and he was sweet and caring. There was no way all the stuff Elijah was saying could be true. Were werewolves really that bad? She began thinking about that night in the room when those two wolves tried to attack her and Damon. She shuddered.
"Ahh...there's that fear." Elijah spoke up, sensing her trepidation. "Here I was thinking you never got scared."
"I'm only human." She replied. A part of her loved it when the vampires were shocked that she wasn't as brave as they thought, because that meant that they thought she had no weakness. That wasn't true though, as much as she wished it was it wasn't. She still had Elena to worry about...and now Damon.
"And there's your new master now!" Elijah exclaimed as he got out the car to great a young handsome man.
Bonnie watched as the man grinned happily at the vampire. He wasn't bad looking...he was actually really attractive. Soon the man's eyes were on her and his smile faded slowly.
"Are you kidding me?" He asked suddenly, turning to Elijah. "This is a sick joke right? Bonnie Bennett?"
"Why would this be a joke? Klaus is giving her to you guys as a gift...you see...she was really special to Damon Salvatore."
The man stared back at Bonnie in shock. She couldn't tell if he was happy or angry to have her but one thing was for sure, he knew Damon well. She began to wonder if he was one of the werewolves that Damon tried to kill.
"You've got to be shitting me. I thought Damon was done with witches?"
Elijah gave him a confused look, "Um...I...I shit you not." he replied, unsure what that really meant. It didn't sound like something he would wanna do. "Either way she belongs to the werewolf community. You guys should be happy since this is your first witch."
Bonnie watched him smile then finally make his way over to the car. She scooted back slowly as he opened the door and peered down at her with a grin.
"Hey there, Bonnie. I'm Mason Lockwood. Nice to meet you."
Damon walked into his house and slammed the door. He walked past the rooms and ran up the stairs to retrieve the object that Bonnie held dear. Frowning, he picked up the grimoire that Bonnie referred to as 'Gram's'. But what she didn't know was that this book goes way back...back to 1864.
"Emily." He said aloud as he gently touched the top of the grimoire. He tried to save her...he tried to save her family...he failed both. He wasn't going to fail Bonnie too. He knew if he got this to her and got her away from the werewolves she would be fine. She would learn all she could and they could finally put an end to Klaus.
"Damon?" He turned to see Elena and Stefan staring at him. The brunette's face was red and puffy as tears continued to pour out her eyes and his brother was silent as usual. "Stefan...S-Stefan told me Bonnie was given away...is this true?"
Leave it to Stefan to go running to Elena and tell her everything. "She'll be back." He replied, tucking the grimoire inside his leather jacket but Stefan saw it. "Take the girl home, Stefan. Both of you guys have no business being here right now."
"I trusted you to protect her! I thought you would protect her!" Elena screamed suddenly as she began to sob again. "She's going to die...I just know it!"
Damon ignored the sharp pain he felt inside his chest as Elena fell to the ground in tears and accused him of not protecting Bonnie. "Take the drama queen home." He moved forward only to have Stefan block his way.
"She's worried. And I wanna know why you have Emily's grimoire."
"I've decided I wanted to do some light reading." Damon replied sarcastically. "Now move."
"You're going to give that to Bonnie!"
"You're a fucking genius!"
"You're making a huge mistake, Damon! This will..."
"Stefan, it's like a broken record with you! How many times have we had this discussion? I'm gonna do what I want so you might as well sit back and watch all hell break lose!"
Stefan blinked, "What are you going to do exactly?"
Damon grinned, "Take Elena home...she's flooding our floor with her tears. I might not be back home tonight." He walked around his confused brother and past a sobbing Elena to make his way to the WTB.
Bonnie was brought into a huge mansion. It was about as big as the Salvatore's house but it was more up with the times. The walls were all painted white, there were china cabinets and paintings hung on the walls. She spotted a big flat screen TV in the living room with all kinds of game stations hooked up on it. There were about five guys in there yelling at each other as they played Guitar Hero.
"Way different from the Salvatore's?" She heard Mason ask from beside her. She really didn't feel like answering him. Though he was somehow related to Tyler, she still didn't trust him. "Us werewolves are competitive. We have a pool outside and a pool downstairs. There's a game room in the west wing and a tennis and basketball court out back."
Bonnie's eyes widened at that. No wonder Tyler was so fit and into sports. She remembered Elena telling her that he was captain at everything at their school.
"You don't need to be like this with me, Bonnie." Mason said, "I know how you were with the vampires but you're with us now...there's no need to be all cautious. We're harmless I promise."
"Oh really? I was attacked the other night by one of your kind. What was all that about?" She asked harshly. She watched as Mason went silent and looked straight ahead. "Thought so."
"That was a misunderstanding."
They turned to see a woman looking at them. She was blond and slim with a nice smile.
"Hey, Jules...where's Tyler?"
"Controlled." She answered, not looking at him. "You must be Bonnie Bennett. You're so young...you have to be about Tyler's age right?"
Bonnie nodded. There was something about the woman she didn't like. She looked nice...but something in her voice was off. "Tyler here?"
"Yeah...but you won't be seeing him." She turned to look at Mason. "You brought a witch here? A murderous one at that? Does the Mayor know?"
Mason rolled is eyes in annoyance as she scolded him. He knew he wasn't in charge of the wolf pack but he'd be damned if he'd let her stand there and talk to him like a child.
"My brother isn't here so I had to take her. It's not like I had much of a choice. She's a gift from Klaus."
Jules snorted, "Like that's a good thing. She's killed vampires...imagine what she'll try to do to us. You think I don't know what Klaus is trying to do by giving her to us?"
"He said she was Damon Salvatore's."
That caused her to gape at the witch in shock. "Wait...Damon Salvatore actually went and got a witch? A Bennett witch at that? Well that's a very pleasant surprise." She stepped over to Bonnie who was now glaring at her. "You kinda look like her...tell me, witch, did you have the same relationship with Damon that Emily did?"
"Really, Jules? Don't be a bitch. Leave the kid alone."
"No." Jules snapped, reaching out to play with Bonnie's hair with amusement. "Give her to the guys. They'll have fun with her. They hate Damon as much as I do and when they hear that you've been sleeping with him..."
Bonnie slapped Jules hand away from her, "I am not fucking Damon!"
"Ok so you're not like Emily. Either way...you're going to the guys." she reached out for her only to have Mason pull her away. "What is your deal?"
"Nothing. But she's not going to anyone until my brother gets back and decides what to do with her. Till then she's a guest in this house and should be treated as such." Mason replied.
Jules growled then stormed away angrily. "I don't know why you and Damon have the same infatuation with these Bennett witches!" She shouted before joining the other werewolves in the living room.
Bonnie frowned. Ever since being sold to Damon she was learning more and more about her family. Who was Emily? What did she mean they both have an infatuation with the Bennett witches?
"Come on." Mason spoke finally, "I'll take you to see Tyler."
Damon made his way over to the Witch Trading Building, the mischievous smirk never leaving his face. He still had the grimoire safely tucked withing his jacket with a couple of matches in his pocket.
"How may I help you, sir?" The man at the front desk greeted nicely as Damon made his way up to him. From what Damon could tell he was not a witch but was still one of Klaus' little human minions. He must of had him working today since there would be no real threat. How wrong he was...
"Hi there. I'm Damon Salvatore but I'm sure you already know that." He watched the man frown. "You see the other day I bought a witch from here and she was taken from me...just taken like a piece of treasure ripped from my arms. And you see, I don't like being lied to and deceived. She was mine and they just took her and gave her to the fleabags."
The man began to pale. "Uhh...w-would you like to file a complaint, sir? I..I'll be sure it gets to Elijah."
Damon chuckled and nodded, his fangs extracting. "Yes I would actually." He jumped forward and pulled the guy towards him, biting into his neck. He began to drain the screaming man before deciding he rather finish this quickly so he bit his fangs into his throat and ripped it out.
He tossed the dead body aside and jumped over the counter, knowing that he was being filmed on a camera. He glanced up to see one in the corner of the room. He gave it a bloody grin and wave, hoping Elijah would see his handy work.
Turning to the computer he typed in Bonnie Bennett's name. Her file and new location came up on the screen and Damon grinned. Thank god for technology. He wrote down the address on a piece of paper but looked up when he heard some one else begin to enter the building.
The other vampire stopped when he spotted Damon and the bloody mess he made with the dead body.
"Hey! You can't-UGHH!" The vampire fell to his knees as a stake made it right through his heart.
Damon watched in shock as Caroline began to jump up and down, happy with herself at staking the vampire before he could say or do anything else.
"I killed him! I killed him! Did you see that, Damon? I totally got him!" She cheered happily.
"Good job, Barbie, now where's the gasoline?" Damon asked as he made his way over to the blond vampire, kicking the dead vampire's body to the side.
"I got it. Don't worry." She replied, handing him a gallon. "Are you sure you wanna do this? Klaus is going to be pissed."
"You sure you wanna do this?" He asked her back. He watched her nod with determination. "We're getting Bonnie back and I promise you, Caroline, you'll get your revenge on those bastards for what they did to you."
"Ok then...let's set this building on fire!"