Damon In the Dark

The Deal

Klaus growled angrily as he stormed down the street looking for his mate. He had lost his self control for one split second and in doing so had lost Damon. 'Bloody hell!' Klaus thought angrily as his searching was futile. 

At this rate he wouldn't find Damon before the full moon and he would have to wait till after the ritual to hunt him down again. He had gotten lucky finding him the first time and now he had no leads to finding him this time.

 Maddox had attempted to do a locator spell for him but that had turned up no results. It seemed like someone was blocking any attempts for anyone to find him and of course Greta had been useless. If it was not for the fact that he needed her for the ritual then, he would have separated her head from her shoulders by now.

 She kept disappointing him as she continued to fail at finding a spell that would find Damon.

'Damon, Damon, Damon. Wherever did you go my little mate?' Klaus thought as he looked around at the small town of Mystic Falls. One more night and his curse would be broken for good. 'He would find Damon and make him remember exactly who he belonged to.' Klaus thought as he took a seat in the park.

Damon let out a loud laugh as Gloria turned down yet another drunk idiot. "It's closing time. Why don't you go lock up for me honey and then we can finish our conversation from earlier." Damon nodded and ushered everyone out of the building before joining Gloria over at the bar. 

"So you wanna tell me why you're avoiding that brother of yours?" Gloria asked a small smirk on her face. Damon looked as if he had swallowed a lemon but answered nonetheless. "It's not really him I'm avoiding. It's someone else that I've seemed to come to the attention of." Gloria gave him a look telling him to explain what was going on in more detail.

 "Have you ever heard of the Originals?" Damon asked, hedging around having to explain. By the look on her face she had definitely heard of them. She seemed sceptical and wary of the topic of the originals.

 "What could you have possibly done to catch the eye of the oldest and most dangerous vampires in existence?"

Damon looked at her with fear in his eyes as he tried to find a way to phrase the answer to her question. "I don't know." Damon whispered, averting his eyes to the clean bartop in front of him. 

"Not really anyway. I was trying to stop Klaus's ritual but that wouldn't explain what happened." Gloria let out a long soft sigh as she looked at the frightened vampire in front of her. "So, what did happen honey?" Damon stole a glance up at her before looking down at his hands. 

He felt a surge of fear shoot through him as he thought back to what happened in Alaric's apartment. He could still remember the feeling of Klaus's teeth sinking into his throat. His eyes turning a golden yellow as Damon struggled to get away from him.

Damon didn't realize his breath was speeding up and he was on the verge of a panic attack when he felt a hand on his arm. 

"Damon? Sugar? You alright?" Damon's head shot up from where he was looking at his hands on the bartop. "I'm fine. Um...anyway you asked what happened. Uh...so he took me to this apartment and then he bit me. Before though his eyes they turned...they turned yellow." Gloria looked at him in shock as if she had never expected to hear this information ever in her life.

 "His eyes were yellow?" Gloria asked slowly as she came to stand right in front of Damon. Damon nodded his head looking at her with his eyes full of confusion.

 "Only werewolves' eyes are yellow and they only turn that way around the full moon when they are truly angry. The only way his eyes could have been yellow is if he had already broken the curse." Gloria told him slowly. Damon shook his head at her. 

"He hasn't broken the curse yet but..." he wavered off. Gloria nodded at him as if telling him to continue speaking. "He said something about a spell. Something he wanted his witches to look into so I could remember something from my past apparently." Damon told her trying not to believe that this was his life at the moment.

Gloria nodded at him before coming around the counter to lean against it next to him. "If you need a spell to remember memories from your past that have been locked away then I can certainly help. I have an old spell in my grimoire that does just that but, I can't just give away a spell like that for free." Damon stole a glance at her as she finished talking.

 "What do you want in return?" Damon asked slowly, trying to think what she could possibly want in return for such a spell. 

"All I want is for you to tell me what memories are unlocked. An Original wouldn't go through so much trouble for nothing so whatever memories the spell unlocks must be pretty important." Damon looked at her in confusion.

 "Why would you want to know what memories are unlocked?" Damon asked her in confusion. He had expected her to want him to find her an old grimoire, potion ingredients or some vampire blood but memories weren't that valuable.

Gloria looked at him as if she thought his confusion was hilarious. "Information can be just as valuable as an old spell or a long sought after potions ingredient. The right information can give one a lot of power and has just as much value as any old spell." Damon weighed out the risks of his memories being given up as payment.

 Damon looked at Gloria with fire in his eyes. "Let's do it." Damon told her holding his hand out for her to shake. Gloria smirked and grabbed his hand, "Pleasure doing business with you Mr. Salvatore."