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My head felt like it was going to explode. I had never felt this much pain in my entire life. I don't know what hurt more, my head or my neck. I felt weak and tired. I knew I didn't want to open my eyes; fearing what I would see.

What I saw was nothing I'd thought I'd ever see. What I saw was not human.

Damon was not human. He was something else.

Stefan's P.O.V

He's crossed the line. He killed Zack and is now possibly feeding on towns people. What I thought to be a great plan might be my demise. People are starting to get suspicious; too many people have gotten hurt; this is too much attention. He has to be stopped; once and for all.

He took Liz. And who knows what he will do to her. He won't kill her that I know. Damon would want to rub her in my face, taunt me on how he has something precious to Elena who is important to me.

My cell phone rang and I went to pick it up, "Where is she?" I asked knowing who it was already.

"What, no hello or how're you doing? I mean you owe me something for locking me in a dungeon for the past like week," sarcastic as usual.

"I'm not playing any of your games Damon, now where is Liz?" I seethed out, hoping he would get the message. Knowing him though, he wouldn't.

"Don't be so dramatic, that's my job. She's fine, you know little bump on the head and all but she's good,"

"I swear if you hurt her…" I began to threat but he cut me off with laughter.

"You'll what? Lock me up again? Cause we all know how that turned out. You can assure Elena that I'll have her sister back in, oh maybe two or three days; after I'm done with her that is," he drawled out.

"Damon, if you care anything for Elena, than you won't her Liz,"

"Who said this was about Elena?" and with that he hung up. I growled and threw my phone across the room. He was out of control. What did he want with Liz?

Normal P.O.V

I started to wake up. Oh hell no. I didn't want to open my eyes yet. I didn't want to see Damon. I was too afraid. But, no matter how many times I told myself not to, I did. I opened my eyes and the first thing I noticed was that it was dark out.

I was lying on the ground, still in my outfit from the car wash. I was freezing and more importantly alone. I didn't know if that was a good or bad thing. I sat up, trying not to break and twigs as I did so. I didn't want alert anyone I was out here. I stood up, shakily, and gasped as pain erupted through my neck.

I felt my neck and saw blood dripping down my fingers. I felt around until I found two bite marks. I panicked as I started tracing them. I knew how they got there though. But it's just not possible. They don't exist.

I made my way, very slowly, over to an opening. I could hear voices. Or what I thought were voices.

As I got closer, I felt weaker and weaker. I slumped against a tree for support. I looked down to the ground and wanted to scream. There were three bodies on the ground, scattered. I backed up into the tree I was on, fear written all over my face. They were dead. They were all dead.

"I was wondering when you would wake up," a slick voice said from behind me. I whirled around and gasped. There, in all his smirking glory was Damon. He looked me up and down and smirked like he just won the lottery.

"Stay away from me," I seethed as I started to back away. But every step I took backwards, he would take forward.

"Oh come on Liz, we could have some serious fun," he laughed at his own statement.

"Your definition of fun is killing people Damon." He paused and looked shocked but quickly composed himself.

"So you finally found out,"

"Wasn't that hard considering you're the one who bit me," I moved around one of the bodies.

"Well it's because I can be very kinky when I'm hungry," he winked and smirked.

"Last time I checked, people who want to be intimate don't drain the blood out of the people till their dead," I was soon backed up into a building of some sort. Damon ran to me, too fast for me to see, and grabbed me by the neck.

I felt my feet lift off the ground, the air leaving my lungs as he chocked me. He snarled and glared at me, dead in the eye. He squeezed my neck before dropping me. I gasped as he strolled away to another body.

I watched in horror as he began to feed off of one of the guys. It was repulsive. When his eyes met mine, I was terrified. He wiped the blood off of his mouth and walked back to me. He forced me to look at him and then turned my neck. I could feel his breath as he lowered himself down.

"Huh, I got you better than I thought I did," he remarked and I ripped my chin out of his grip. I looked up at him, disgusted. He only smirked and strolled away again.

I watched as he fed again, but after he was done this time he reached into the guys pocket and took out a cell phone. Oh that's real nice. Taken a dead guys cell phone. Classic.

Damon dialed a number and judging from the conversation, he knew the person well. He kept asking about a ring. I didn't pay attention to most of it except when he mentioned my name.

"Oh Liz? Oh yeah, she's doing great. A little shocked but otherwise she's great," he smirked and peered at me. I groaned and rolled my eyes, looking away from him.

"You want to talk to her?" my head snapped in his direction, "Oh no can do; she's in too much of a shock to really talk. But I can take a message if you'd like,"

I cannot believe what an ass he is. I knew he was bad, but not this bad. I wanted to smack him right then and there. I wanted to curse him out but instead, I bit my tongue.

I assumed Damon was talking to Stefan; they shared a few choice words before Damon snapped the phone shut and threw it across the ground. He ignored me as he drank from a bottle of liquor. I stayed silent as well, not wanting him to lash out at me again.

"Well," he pressed as he drank.

"Well what?" I asked, confused.

"Aren't you going to say something?"

"What'd you want me to say?" I played along, cause truth be told, I had no idea where this was going.

"Usually by now you would run around screaming, threaten to expose me and then I threaten to kill you and then you don't listen and so I snap your neck." I shivered at the last part, "You know, this is how most people would react by now," he came up to me.

"You should know by now, I'm not normal," I felt like I just quoted a really obvious line.

He smirked and leaned down so he came next to my ear, my heart raced at his closeness. "So I've noticed," he whispered and I felt myself shiver. He smirked again and walked off to one of the bodies. He began to pour the alcohol all over the guy.

"What're you doing?" I questioned.

"Disposing of the evidence," he said simply as he lit the body on fire. I gasped as the flames rose. I didn't think he would be that cruel, lighting dead bodies on fire.

He continued to make his way to each body. When he came to the last one, he began to pour alcohol until a moan could be heard. Curious as I was, I stood up a little to get a better look. My eyes went wide as I saw who it was. It was Vicki.

"You just don't want to die do you?" I head Damon ask, a teasing tone in his voice.

Damon made his way to me and I cowered in fear. When he was closer, he bent down to my level. He took a lock of my hair and began to twirl it.

"Oh now what am I going to do with you?" he asked, slightly exasperated and dramatically.

"Just let me go, I won't tell anyone, I promise," I pleaded/bargained. I looked up into his eyes, begging.

Damon had a thoughtful look in his eyes before laughing loudly and obnoxiously. "Now why would I want to let you go? When we could have so much fun; and it'll piss off Stefan even more. Bonus points," he said very childishly.

I jerked away and began to run. But I knew it was pointless. I didn't even get passed my third step before Damon appeared before me. He didn't look ticked off though. I began to hyperventilate and he smirked. Damon circled me, like I was his prey. When he was behind me, he bent down and I felt his lips against my ear.

"It didn't have to be this way," he whispered, manically.

And then there was nothing.