Meeting Damon (Brendon and Damon)

Damon had been away a while. After the fight he'd had with Stefan where he'd threatened to kill Bonnie he left to clear his head and kill a few humans to pass the time. It always happened that way, but now he was back and he wanted a good from his drinks cupboard and a good sit down after his long travel.

What he wasn't expecting however was to find some stranger in his home. Without pausing to think about it he flew into the house and had the boy pinned up against the wall by his throat and his hand shoved through his chest. "Give me one good reason why i shouldn't tear out your heart for trespassing in my house!" He spat around his extended fangs.

Damon growled and tightened his hand on his heart. "What is this a creche?" He spat as he pulled out his hand and pushed the boy to the boy. "I leave for a few weeks and they invite the baby hybrids to stay. Did Klaus turn you?" He asked as he made his way into the living room. He wanted a drink and he intended to get one.

"And stop with a sob stories, you're making my ears bleed!" He moaned pulling himself out a glass and a bottle of his finest whiskey. "You can live until i've spoken to my neice."

I shook my head, looking at the man. "No - I don't even know who that person even is!" I shouted, looking at the man. I stopped crying like he said, still on the floor. I could feel the wound already healing. I looked at it, and when I did, the wound was gone, not even a scar had formed. The only thing that was proof of my wound was my blood on the floor, and on my shirt. I was shocked to hear that the man standing before me is Liz's Uncle. I was shocked by how their personalities were just ... not the same. Liz is sweet and kind, but this man - he's a pure asshole.


I quickly got out of my car, finishing a glass of Bloody Mary. I hated having it in my car, but I wanted to come visit Brendon. That's when I felt another presence - Damon Salvatore. "Oh shit." I sighed, walking up to the door. I knocked on it gently, waiting for Damon to answer the door, or Brendon ... if he was still alive.

Damon sighed half way through pouring himself a drink when there was a knock on the door. "Don't move!" He ordered using the glass in his hand to point at the boy in warning before walking over to the door to answer it. "Oh great, this day just gets better and better! Don't you have Klaus to go kiss up to? You aren't welcome here anymore David!" He spat walking back over to his drinks cupboard. Work had traveled fast about him rejoining Klaus and he didn't like it one bit. Who knew what plans of his he'd told his new 'brother.'

"So you did find out about that." I said, looking at the door. "Well, fine - later." I said, dashing back to my car, driving away.

I was completely confused - What in the hell just happened? I thought. David is working for this "Klaus" person. My head hurt. That's when I realized that David did have something to hide. He was working for someone who obviously was a bad person, and the man inside the house with me hated him. That's when I realized that possibly, this man named Klaus is also a Hybrid. Could it be that he did turn me? I thought, looking at my hands. I pulled my necklace out from under my shirt. If I am a Hybrid, then why do I burn in the sunlight, still? I thought. Maybe this man knows, I thought, but I didn't want to speak. I was terrified of what he might do to me if I did speak.

Damon raised an eyebrow and slammed the door shut. What was it with the originals and their 'family'? "Oi, don't just lay there, make yourself useful and clean up your mess." He ordered referring to the blood on the floor as he dropped into his seat with his bottle of whiskey.

"Im back now and it's about time people remembered this is my house."

Once the smell of his blood was gone Damon was happy enough that he'd done a good enough job without feeling the need to get up and check. "Well don't just stand in there like some idiot where I can't see you! Get in here!" He spat. "If you behave until either my brother or Eli comes back I might even consider letting you leave with your life. Probably best to put you out your misery though." He shrugged raising the glass to his lips.

Damon sighed and placed his drink aside. "You're what? 9? 10? What are you going to get out of life? Nothing. No you're better off dead. I'll make it quick you'll only feel it a little, by which time you'll be dead." He shrugged. "Sit! How did you end up here anyway?"

"My point exactly. You can't live a life at 10." He shrugged topping up his glass. It was harsh but true and he couldn't bring himself to care either way. "Oh I'm sorry, who died and made Liz queen?" He asked. "As long as I'm around, I'm in charge got it?"

Damon sighed. "You're annoying me again." He warned and he downed his glass to stop himself doing something he promised himself he wouldn't. He needed the kid to be alive when his brother and Liz returned to the drink was a distraction for now.

"You need to be at least 18 to live a normal life, you're 10 see the problem?"

That's when I realized what he meant. If that's true then I'll never be able to control my impulses around Galvin, I thought. My dead heart sank within my chest. I started to walk outside with no expression on my face. If I stay here, I thought, then I'll be a danger to Liz and whoever lives here, I thought. What Damon said also made me think of one thing. Does that mean that I will die like this easily?

Damon couldn't care less if the kids left. In fact he preferred it if he did, he'd rather he wasn't around here anyway. He wanted to be alone in his own home without having some strange hybrid getting in the way. "Kill anyone of draw attention to yourself and you'll wish you were never born." He threatened calmly. If it wasn't for his words he would easily have been saying goodbye to a friend.