The Reason For His Broken Soul

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| DANIELAS POV |

I open my eyes only to immediately regret it, the sunlight gleaming into my eyes through Damon's curtains.
I groan and start sitting up only to find my wrists cuffed.

I turn my head to the right in confusion finding myself cuffed to Damon's headboard.
I mutter a quick spell and Look up to see my hands still cuffed.

What the fuck?

I start struggling against them but stop once I notice them getting tighter.
I cuss under my breath and try a spell again only this time I actually try, I immediately feel pressure the in my wrists fade.
I shoot up and start to look around noticing a first aid kit on the nightstand  Along with a very large knife.

I walk towards it grabbing it and immediately feeling the magic inside, I focus on it and siphon the magic away. 
Still got it. I smile to myself and start walking out the room with the knife in my hand.

I crack my neck and start descending the stairs making a quick plan, if the psycho was still here I'd have to be careful, All I knew was that he was some sort of witch, a siphoner like me. 
As I get to the last step I hear humming and pans knocking up against the stove.

I get to the final step accidentally making the floor creak,

shit.

I take a deep breath and instead of hearing his humming, I hear footsteps.
I make myself invisible along with the knife in my hand.

I see him walking in, confused, and then a smile tugs up on his lips.
Why the fuck is he smiling? Damn he might be crazier than I thought.
Before I had the chance to sneak away his voice booms through the silence startling me.

"Mmm you know.. I can sense you princess, why don't you just come out, have a drink and a little chat with me? It'll be easier for both of us..." fuck! I try to think of a way out, I grip the knife in my hand and make myself visible throwing it at his head.

Before it could hit him he ducked and turned around with a clenched jaw,  i stared at him with a bored expression and muttered a spell under my breath.

"Motus" I walked over to the knife pulling it out of the wall while he flew across the room.
It's not long before I hear a groan and a cough.
I try throwing the knife at him again but before I could he mutters something under his breath.

"Immobulus"  fuck. Damn it damn it damn it.
I try my best to break the spell, but I couldn't.
I hear a chuckle erupt from his throat, I try my best to throw a glare at him while he walks in front of me.

"Well, that was interesting, was it the nickname that triggered you?" I watch him as he throws a fake pout in my direction.

"Look, I'm not here to hurt you in any way... well.. okay I lied but, i could kill you right now and take your magic or you could help me find a way out of here and we'll both be in 2012 before we know it." Ugh I hated how cheerful he sounded.

He looks at me as if I was going to respond and the he starts laughing.
"Right.. I forgot your stuck, now if I undo the spell and you try to kill me again, I'll kill you. Got it?"
Is he really that stupid?

He undoes the spell and I immediately go after him until he starts giving up.

"Okay fine fine! Look, I'm trying to get out of here, and so are you. Why can't we just be friends and work together. Damon and Bonnie two point O."

I drop my hand along with the knife I had and start twirling it around my fingers.
I stare at him for a while to make him a little nervous.
Then I start talking

"Why would I work with you? I could just kill you and find a way out of here without you."
He stares back at me with a bored expression Nodding

"Ugh, look you're powerful I know that, but you need my help. I have information that you don't know about."
I glare and mentally cuss him out.
I nod and give him the knife as a peace offering.