Third P.O.V; Salvatore Boarding House
Stefan was runnin up to his house, closing the door, and answers hia "uncle" Zach's question.
"Two people were attacked tonight, Zach, and it wasn't me," he said as he ran up to his room and closed the door.
A crow suddenly flies in through the open balcony door and Stefan's gaze followed the bird until he looked back at the door.
"Damon," he said with a grim look.
"Hello brother," Damon answered back with a smirk.
"Crow's a bit much, don't you think?" Stefan points out, not looking at all happy to see his big brother.
Damon, who was still smirking, messes with the stuff on Stefan's desk. "Wait till you see what I can do with the fog."
Stefan sighs. "When did you get back?"
"Well I couldn't miss your first day of school," Damon stated in a sarcastic joke. You're hairs different. I like it."
"It's been 15 years, Damon," Stefan said.
"Thank god," Damon said sarcastically. "I couldn't take another day of the 90s, that horrible grudge look did not suit you." Damon walks across the room to the bookshelf. "Remember, Stefan, it's important to stay away from Feds."
Getting tired of Damons games. "Why are you here?"
Damon looks over at Stefan. "I miss my little brother."
"You hate small towns. It's boring. There's nothing for you to do."
"I've managed to keep myself busy." Damon smirks as he walks away from the bookshelf.
"You know you left two girls alive tonight. That's very clumsy of you."
"Uh, that could be a problem," Damon said looking at Stefan. "For you."
"Why are you here now?" Stefan asked.
Still smirking, Damon answered, "I could ask you the same question. But I'm fairly certain your answer can be summed up in one little word." He smiled even wider. "Elena."
Stefan stayed quiet.
"She took my breath away. 'Elena.'" Damon said, as he walked over to a book case. "She's a dead-ringer for Katherine." He scoffs, "And don't get me started on the twin sister. A blonde Katherine," he smirks over Stefan. "Now that's hot, don't you think? What was her name again?" He asked in fake questioning. "Ah, Alyssa."
Stefan takes a slight threating step forward, but didn't say anything, just continued to glare at Damon.
"Is it working, Stefan?" Damon asked. "Being around her, being in her world? And what about blondie? Does it make you feel alive?"
"Elena and Lys are not Katherine."
"Well lets hope not," Damon looks at Stefan with a numb expression. "We all know how that ended." He walks closer to Stefan, completely changing the subject. "Tell me something. When was the last time you had something stronger than a squirel?"
He turns away from Damon. "I know what you're trying to do Damon, and it's not going to work."
"Oh, come on. Don't you crave a little?" Damon asks as he smakes Stefan on the chest.
"Stop it," Stefan said in a calm voice, as he backs away from Damon.
Damon hits him on the shoulder. "Come on, lets do it. Together. I saw a couple girls out there." Damon smacks him. "Or lets just cut to the chase ," he said, smacking him again. "Lets just go straight for Elena." He hits Stefan again. "You can have her and I can have the other one, Alyssa. Even though I already had her. Or hell," he hits Stefan one last time. "We'll share them both."
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