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Nightmare

*Third Person's P.O.V.*

        Annabelle's eyes snapped open and a gasp escaped her lips as she sat up, looking around her dark room. She jumped slightly as she heard a rattling sound coming from downstairs, before quickly getting out of bed, shivering a bit as the cool air hit her bare legs. She quietly opened her door, before stepping out into the hallway, looking around for any of her family members who might have caused the noise.
        "Jeremy?" she called out, quietly as to not disturb anyone who might be sleeping already. Annabelle looked around, before stepping over to the barrier of the hallway balcony and looking down, only to see the empty hallways downstairs. Frowning, Annabelle decided to go back to her room, but just as she started to turn around, she saw a shadow roam through the hallways downstairs. With her eyebrows furrowing in confusion, the Gilbert girl quickly rounded the barrier corner before walking down the stairs, quickly but quietly. She looked around the hallway, and, after not noticing anything or anyone, walked over to the kitchen. She flipped the switch to turn the lights on, but was left in the darkness as nothing happened, "What the hell?" she muttered to herself quietly before looking around the kitchen, trying to see something, "Jenna?" she called out, hoping it'd be either her aunt or sister in the kitchen.
        "This is Logan Fell, coming to you live from the streets of Mystic Falls with breaking news of another deadly animal attack," came a voice behind her, and Annabelle turned around with furrowed eyebrows, only to see that the TV in her living room was turned on, "The wild animal terrorizing the citizens of Mystic Falls has claimed another victim: local high school student, Annabelle Gilbert," the reporter, Logan Fell, on the screen said, before a picture of the beautiful brunette popped up on the screen, making Annabelle's breath hitch in her throat, "Police are certain that forensic evidence will confirm that this is the same animal responsible for recent attacks," Logan Fell continued as Annabelle stared at the TV with wide eyes, not able to move a muscle.
        "You know it's coming next," came a taunting voice from behind her, which she recognized as Damon Salvatore's as she turned around, only to see the said young man standing in her kitchen, staring at her like a predator would at its prey. Sucking in a sharp breath, Annabelle whipped around and quickly ran towards the stairs, wanting to get to her aunt and siblings, but as soon as she rounded the corner, she was faced with Damon, who was now standing on the stairs. Screaming in shock and fear, Annabelle quickly turned back around, only to see Damon now standing in the living room, and screamed again, tears forming in her eyes as her heart rate picked up. She closed her eyes tightly for a second, trying to get a hold of herself so that she could think straight.
        Annabelle took in a deep breath and opened her eyes only a second later, only to see that Damon has now disappeared and there was no one else in the hallway other than her. Breathing in and out shakily, Annabelle took a few, slow steps forward, looking around. While she was looking towards the kitchen, Damon appeared from behind her and let his fangs show before grabbing her from behind and sinking them into her neck, making her scream in pain as he delected in the taste of her sweet blood.
        Stefan's eyes shot open and he sat up with a gasp, his eyes wide in terror as the images from his nightmare flashed through his mind.
        "Bad dream?" Damon asked from where he sat in front of his younger brother's bed as Stefan breathed heavily, "Do you know how easy it was to get into your head just now? Tsk, tsk. You really need some human blood," Damon said with a small smirk as Stefan glared at him, feeling more hate towards his brother now than ever before, "It might even the playing field," Damon smirked, "Football reference... Too soon?" Stefan glared at his brother heatedly before flashing out of bed and stopping by his desk, grabbing the letter opener and throwing it as Damon angrily, the sharp object embedding itself in the older Salvatore's, who didn't even twitch, chest.
        Damon looked down at the letter opener chest almost boredly, before standing up and pulling the now blood-stained object out of his flesh.
        "Alright, I deserved that," he nodded. "But I just wanted to let you know, they caught the culprit. The animal responsible for killing Coach Tanner and all those people,"
        "What are you talking about?" Stefan asked, annoyed, knowing very well that it was his brother who killed all those people.
        "It was a mountain lion. Really big one," Damon stretched out his arms to emphasize what he was saying. "It attacked a hunter this morning, it's all over the news. 'Deadly beast captured. All's well in Mystic Falls.',"
        "Why would you cover your tracks?" Stefan asked, and Damon was silent for a few seconds as he moved around the room.
        "I've decided to stay a while," he responded, before turning around to face his little brother with a smirk on his face, "I'm just having way too much fun here with you and Elena," his smirk grew, "Not to mention Annabelle," Stefan glowered at his brother.
        "Can't touch them now. Either of them,"
        "Well, the vervain keeps me out of their heads... Maybe that's not my target," Damon smirked. "Believe it or not, Stefan, some girls don't need my persuasion. Some girls just can't resist my good looks, my style, and my charm, and my unflinching ability to listen to Taylor Swift," he said, slowly walking over to his brother as he talked before plunging the letter opener into Stefan's side, just as he finished the sentence.
        Stefan groaned in pain, bending over and placing his hand on the desk next to him to steady himself as he fell onto his knee.
        "This is John Varvados, dude," Damon scowled as he looked down at the blood-stained hole in his shirt from when Stefan threw the letter opened at him, "Dick move," he said, before leaving the room as Stefan pulled the letter opener from his side, groaning in pain as he did so. He took in a few breaths, before turning around to look at the door which Damon just left through, wanting nothing more than to just beat the crap out of his brother for the horrible images that he planted in his head.