(A/N: I found this pic of Dylan while I was looking for the pic in the last chapter.)
Stiles POV
Since Pearl gave us the device – The one John Gilbert wants – we've being trying to figure out what it is and what he wants to do with it. But we've gotten nowhere, which isn't good for us.
I like to know what I'm dealing with.
One thing we know for certain, is that it has something to do with vampires. Johnathan Gilbert senior was obsessed with his stupid inventions against vampires.
Damon and Alaric, are now the best of friends, ever since he helped with rescuing Stefan. Even if the help wasn't needed.
Alaric did some digging on John Gilbert and found out that he's been ringing the same number, Elena used to get in touch with Isobel, but it's been disconnected.
He also found out that John had been receiving calls from a different number, and he traced the location which so happened to be an apartment in Grove Hill.
Damon along with Alaric went to go check out the apartment to see who it was, and while they did that, I decided to pamper myself, before going to the grill to have a couple of drinks.
It's the least I deserve.
Ever since I came back to Mystic Falls, I've been doing nothing but running around after my brothers, getting them out of their messes.
It gets tiring. I just want some me time. To do whatever I wanted.
I decided to go back to the Boarding house later on in the afternoon, to be welcomed to Damon in the living room.
He told me that it was a vampire from the tomb – Henry. Apparently John's been helping him adapt to this century, and in return he's been helping John keep the other tomb vampire in line, since they're still wanting revenge on the founding families.
Damon killed Henry when he tried to feed off of Alaric.
I was brought out of my thought by Elena storming up into the Living room.
"Has he eaten yet?" Damon asked her. "I thought you didn't care" Elena sassed.
"Chalk it up to morbid curiosity" Damon mumbled. "I think he's getting there. But he's got a lot of guilt that he has to deal with. And it doesn't help that you've both spent the last One Hundred and Forty Five years punishing him" She snapped.
"Hold on a minute. You're blaming this on us?" I asked her raising my eyebrow as I sat up, staring at her.
"You've both made it your life's mission, to make his life miserable" She snapped at me.
"You know nothing Elena" I told her, shaking my head.
She had no idea! Both me and Damon had our reasons for doing what we've done to Stefan.
"Let me ask you this, in all of this important soul searching and cleansing of the demons of Stefan's past, did you ever manage to get the rest of the story?" Damon asked her.
After Elena shook her head, I started to tell her.
"Well I'll tell you shall I? When we woke up at the quarry, me and Damon wasn't going to complete the transition. Damon because of Katherine and me because I had nobody, my whole family hated me-"
Elena cut me off. "Why did they hate you?" I chuckled and looked at nothing in particular.
"I was a disgrace to the family name... I stopped my parents for taking the only thing I had away from me. Damon hated me because I had something he didn't and Stefan because he was our fathers favorite. He did everything Giuseppe asked..." I started. "Giuseppe beat me till I was black and blue, while Damon and Stefan did nothing to help me" I added.

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FanfictionMy name is Genim Salvatore, but everyone calls me Stiles. I'm forever 23. Now you're probably wondering how the hell can I be forever 23? Well, I'm a vampire, in fact so is my twin brother Damon and our younger brother Stefan. We were turned in 1864...