Bloody Madness [A TVD Story]

Part 11

A wooden bullet shoots through the window and lodges itself into Stefan's left shoulder, just a few inches away from his heart. He is incredibly lucky. He instantly doubles over onto the floor in pain.

Caroline screams, watching Stefan on the floor. She instantly wants revenge. She and Enzo speed outside to find and neutralize the threat as quickly as possible. The dark of night will make it difficult.

Damon rushes to his brother's side. He shoves his finger into the bullet hole, preparing himself to retrieve the bullet. "Fuck," He rips his hand away, shouting while cradling his burning fingers. "Vervain."

Madeline kneels down and fearlessly shoves her fingers inside, slowly wiggling the wood out of Stefan's burning flesh. Damon stares at Madeline in horror. How is she able to do that without flinching? Pulling something out of someone is not easy. She pulled a stake out of him just the other night and she was terrified. Why is she not now?

"Where the hell did that come from?" Stefan grunts while watching his wound slowly heal. He is still in a great deal of pain. Vervain will do that...

"The window," Damon points out the obvious.

Stefan does not have the energy to yell at his brother right now.

"What the hell?!" Damon asks, looking around.

"What?" Stefan sits himself up, leaning against the back of the couch for support. He wishes he could heal up already. The vervain is slowing his ability.

"Madeline is gone," Damon continues searching the immediate area for her.

"What?!" Stefan exclaims, more alert than he was previously. "Shit, Caroline."

"Your girlfriend is fine, Stefan. She's a badass vampire." Damon rolls his eyes.

"No, Damon. She compelled Madeline to not be nervous. She just pulled a bullet out of me," Stefan reminds Damon. "You don't think-"

Damon is already outside before Stefan can finish. "Madeline?!" He looks around. "Where the hell is she?" He asks Caroline.

"She grabbed a stick and ran that way." She replies.

"And you let her?!" Damon is pissed. "What is she going to do with a stick anyways?!" He takes off in the direction Caroline pointed him in.

How far could she have gotten in a short amount of time? Pretty far apparently. He can't find her anywhere. He searches and searches. The moon is hidden behind the clouds, making it even harder to see anything that may lead him to Maxine.

Then, he sees her.

Damon finds Madeline limp against a tree base, a decent chunk of her shoulder area bloody and ripped up. By the looks of it, Katherine had quite the feast. He rushes to her side.

Madeline is half lucid at this point in her blood loss. She can not comprehend much but she knows she is dying. She is painfully aware of that. She sees Damon. Her mind races with thousands of thoughts. There is so much she wants to say to him before it is too late.

Damon bites his wrist, opening up his veins for blood to flow. He holds it against her lips. "Drink," he instructs her gently, knowing she must be scared.

"Damon," she manages a smile. Even in this state, she does not want to disappoint him. She tried so hard to not be nervous.

"Madeline, I swear to god. Drink!" He shoves his wrist against her lips. He watches her eyes flutter open and close. She is barely able to suck at the blood in her mouth. He wonders if she will be able to get enough to heal.