THE DEAL.

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*Mio vecchio amico---My old friend. (Italian.)

Elena leapt from the car once Damon pulled up and stopped outside the boarding house. Elena's fingers had been flying across the screen as she sent text messages to Stefan, Bonnie, Caroline, Tyler, Matt, Jeremy and Alaric. Telling them to get to the boarding house NOW! As he drove the two of them back from the Mikaelson's.

Fuck and flaming hell. Never had he come across witches that powerful. He got out of the car leaning back against his car door and looked at the black raven circling the sky. He whistled softly, the raven circled descending lower until Damon could feel Articus' wings flutter his hair and landed on his shoulder. "Hey buddy how's it going?" Damon telepathically spoke to his long time friend. "You want to know how we can do this Arty?" Damon looked at his friend's small black eyes as he focused on Damon."

"Shit mate don't tell me after six hundred years of shapeshifting you learnt how we can," Arty' transatlantic Italian born vowels reverberated through Damon's mind.

"We are the blood of Niklaus Mikaelson sire line. Hear this Art, he is a wolf and many in his sire line can shapeshift."

"Cazzo, Damon, discendo dal sangue di Klaus Mikaelson? Il male più grande che esista sulla terra? (Fucken hell Damon I'm decended from the blood of Klaus Mikaelson? the greatest evil to walk the earth?") Art screamed in his head in Italian.

"We are Art," Damon smirked. "And he is coming here to break a curse put on him a thousand years ago."

"And?" Articus urged his friend of one hundred and seventy years. Articus had been a raven when the not long young vampire Damon had turned and shortly after shapeshifted into raven for the first time. Articus had been flying over Mystic Falls that day. It had been kismet they had both come to the conclusion later. Damon had shifted into a raven and got caught up in his clothes. Articus had flown down speaking telepathically to Damon and helping untangle the clothes around raven Damon with his sharp long beak. The two had flown away together and Articus had explained shapeshifting to him. Having done it for nearly four hundred years by then. Damon had listened closely. Damon was a fast learner and the two spent the next six months together often as ravens. Damon still had an uncomfortable relationship with feeding as a vampire back then and preferred his raven to his vampire.

Then the two had parted ways and remained firm friends since, meeting up every few decades.

"Elena Gilbert's blood is needed to break the binding curse," Damon informed his old friend.

"Arrr and Stefan will fight against this of course and as his big brother and your love for him you will defend your brother at all costs. Damon. Mio vecchio amico be careful the Mikaelson family are not to be toyed with."

"Finn and Sage are here Arty," He looked at the black eyes of his friend.

"They are a love that cannot be compared. No" Art replied knowingly.

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