The Hunter (Vampire Diaries Fan Fiction)

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I stared at myself in the mirror. My blonde wavy hair reached my collar. My gray eyes bored me. I turned on the sink and splashed cold water on my face. The towel was soft and nice as I wiped off the water.

I could hear mild voices coming from downstairs. I started to concentrate.

I could soon hear Damon.

"What Elena?" Damon asked.

"I just wanted to say hey" she replied.

"Hey" he said back. I could hear him walking away.

"Wait!" She called after him.

"What!" He yelled.

"I just wanted to ask... How's Sam?"

"She good, I hope."

"Do you like her, alot?" She asked

"Yes actually. We....connect." He replied. Yeah!

"Like we connected?" She asked.

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"What do you want from me?" he asked.

"Damon. I was just thinking we could try again, I miss you!" She pleaded.

"Oh, come one Elena, stop!" He shouted

"Damon I'm serious!"

"We talked about this. You know that all this. It's not real." He tried to say calmly.

"I know it's real, I can feel it." I could tell she was hesitant.

I ran down stairs just in case I needed to intervene.

I was on the stairs case where they couldn't see me. I started to listen again.

"You don't know what you feel!" He whispered harshly. I could feel the tension.

"I don't believe that!" She whispered back.

"ELENA! Your were sired to me! All this stuff you think you feel, is crap!"

That's when I stepped in.

"I don't love you and you don't love me!" He finished.

"Am I interrupting?" I asked as I walked into the room. Damon turned around and looked at me in relief. Elena on the other hand looked as though she could rip my head off. I would love to see her try.

"Everything ok?" I asked another question.

"Fine" Damon said as he turned away from Elena. He grabbed my hand and took me upstairs.

He let go as he entered his room. I stood in the door frame. I watched his every move.

He kicked his dresser, hard! Then took the lamp off his bedside table and threw it at the wall, close to my head.

I didn't even flinch.

When he picked up the chair, I then stepped in. I grabbed one of the legs and pulled the chair out of his hands.

"Stop." I said calmly.

He looked at me for a moment then grabbed my face and pulled it toward his. He kissed me, but not like our normal kiss. He was desperate. He needed someone to love him. I pushed him away.

"Stop." I said just like I did before. He looked at me surprise. I guess he thought I would leave. He turned and laid on his bed, face down. I sat down beside him.

"Sired Damon? Sired? You said you two have history. Being sired is different, way different." I said sternly.

"Hmmmmmm" he mumbled.

"How did you do it?" I asked concerned. He lifted his head up.

"What do you mean 'how did I do it'? The normal way I guess."

I got up. I was growing angry.

"Damon! If you tell me that you hurt Elena, then I will rip out your spin and hit you across the face with it!"

"What are you talking about? I would never hurt Elena! My blood was in her system when she changed. The next thing I knew she was sired to me!" He sound exhausted when he finished. Like just talking about it made him upset.

"Ok" I started to calm down.

"What other ways are there to sire someone?" He asked concerned.

"There are some very violent ways Damon." I covered my mouth in disgust of my memories.

"I have see. A lot of things, good and bad." I said.

I quickly changed the subject.

"So what makes Elena so special?"

"I fell in love with her." He said. I soon knew how this story ends.

He stood up and started walking back and forth.

"Stefan had her, I could care less. But something happened, I started having feelings. She was my brothers girl, I couldn't hurt him like that. But my feelings for her grew out of control. I wanted her! I needed her. Then it happened, she was mine, we were together finally. I was.....happy!"

He looked at the ceiling and smiled. I knew he was remembering. The smile soon faded as the memory continued.

"What happened?" I asked.

"We found out she was sired. So I went to a witch to find out how I could reverse it. So that Elena and I could be together. The witch told me that all the feelings Elena had for me were false and by keeping her sired was a crime against nature. I still don't understand how?" He asked to no one in particular.

"It is." I answered. "Being sired takes away that persons will power. It takes it, twists and molds it into something else. It's inhumane." I said. He looked uneasy.

"So the witch told me that I.......had to let her go. After months and months of chasing after her, I was the one that had to give her up. So I did. Bonnie even came in and help Elena forget me, but she still thinks she loves me. That's what you saw down there."

He sat back down on the bed next to me. I didn't say anything. I have seen this happen before. I knew what he felt.

"Elena and Stefan found each other again, the rest is history." He finished.

I grabbed his hand the kissed him on the cheek. We sat there silently. He needed me for tonight. But in the morning I was leaving.