Vanish At Eternity

Chapter 2

Slowly walking into her living room, Rose had her wand held up in a defensive demeanour. Her eyes were wide and watchful as she stood in the centre of the room, looking at the man before her.

He was hung upside down, because of her spell, which showed his facial features clearly. His smooth black hair fell in his face, some framing it nicely, his skin was the same colour as the freshly fallen snow outside.

And his eyes. His eyes were the colour of ice which is probably why she felt cold all of a sudden, his eyes seemed to search into the depths of her soul. It was then that she realised he had been staring at her with a stupid smirk on his face.

"Come on miss, let me down." He said in a rich, deep voice.

Rose mentally shook her head to escape the stupid trance she had been in. She glared at him in distaste before grabbing a packet of popcorn and eating in front of him.

Holding her wand in one hand, she admired it for a few moments before pointing it at him again.

"Know what this is?" She asked in a voice of clear amusement.

"A long stick," he stated in a sarcastic tone of his own.

Narrowing her eyes, she stood up and slowly walked over to him like a predator stalking its prey.

"This long stick is the thing that got you stuck like that, and can let you down. Or keep you up..." Rose stated, a threatening undertone to her one of innocence.

The stranger gulped loudly, causing a smirk to rise on her features. Muttering the counter spell, she released the man from his hold and allowed him to drop to the floor at her feet.

"Thanks Sweetheart, nice to know you care." He groaned in a strained voice, his hands clutching his stomach.

Leaving him on the floor, Rose walked over to the sofa and sat down, keeping a watchful eye on the stranger in her home. She didn't recognise him from the village, which was strange since everyone knew everyone in the town she lived in.

"Who are you? Why are you in my house?" She asked, deciding on the two questions instead of the thousand others running through her clouded mind.

At these questions, his groaning stopped and he stood up with an abnormal speed. His mouth formed a smirk, showing off his strangely sharp canine teeth.

"Nice to meet you sweetheart," he began which caused Rose to narrow her eyes at his use of the nickname. "My name is Damon Salvatore and I am on an adventure," he finished off with a kiss to her hand.

But Rose wasn't paying attention. At the mention of adventure, her whole body had become alert and her nerves seemed to send a strange tingling sensation through her body.

Looking at the boy, she started to realise things that she didn't see before. He seemed to move with a inhuman speed and grace, his skin was so pale he seemed to be sparkling, when inspecting the room he avoided patches of sunlight that were seen through the window.

Rose's eyes widened in recognition before she legged it to the door to her bedroom, but it seemed the vampire knew what she was up to as he seemed to follow. Her determination not faulting, she slammed the wooden door open and legged it towards the wardrobe.

As she reached the hidden door, a body slammed into her, causing her own to slam into the door she planned on entering. Yet as he went to cage in the defenceless girl by putting his arms on each side, smoke rose from his hands when he touched the door behind her.

Hissing in anger, he backed away from the door with anger in his eyes. Rose heard the being called Damon murmuring to himself about vervain and a girl named Katherine. At least she understood the vervain part.

"You've murdered countless lives, people who could have had a future. You didn't have to! You could have chosen a different path!" She spat at the monster before her, anger and fear in her voice.

"You don't understand Rosemary," he said with an emphasis on her name. "I choose to be this way."

She stared at him in horror before looking towards the exit in hopes of running to the phone and calling her friends. He caught her flicker and seemed to read her mind, understanding her plan.

"Don't even think of running out because I will catch you Daffodil," Damon said with a thoughtful look on his face.

"I'm not scared of you," she responded with a strong voice.

"But you should be," a simple reply which seemed to strike fear in her no matter. "Come on then."

Damon walked out the room, looking as if he owned the place, as Rose followed in suit. Pointing towards the sofa, Rose sat down as told and stared at him with an eyebrow raised.

"It seemed, you never actually answered my second question."

"It seem so..." He muttered before plopping down in front of her and leaning back so his arm rested on the sofa head. "I am here, because I need a place to stay and this seemed to be warm."

"Well you can't stay here, sorry." Was her response, with an innocent smile she pointed at the door with a stormy look in her eyes.

"Not so fast sweetheart," he replied in a teasing tone.

Inspecting his nails for a few moments, he finally answered the question that was running through Rosemary's mind.  What's in it for me?

"If you do let me stay here, you can come with me on my adventure." But as she went to retort, he cut her off and continued. "I know you yearn for adventure, your nerves tingle and you perk up whenever I mention it."

She covered her face as if she was embarrassed, not liking that he know how she felt. After a few moments of silence, the vampire saw a quick movement out of the corner of his eye.

Turning to face the young woman, he saw her rise her gaze to meet his before nodding once more. A smirk graced his features before he stood up and headed for the door.

"And by the way, try to kill me? And I will hurt everyone you've ever loved. Try to tell anyone about me? I will rip your tongue out of that pretty little mouth of yours. Let's see how you can cope with that," he stated before leaving the room with a jump in his step.

Although the man was happy for overcoming her tough exterior, the girl was only thinking one thing.

What have I gotten myself into?