Broken [Damon Salvatore]

Originals: part 2

THIRD POV

The couple turned at the knock at the door. Emma jumped, and Damon pulled her close. The girl clung to Damon, not afraid, but worried. Damon walked closer to the door, slowly looking into the small peephole. He flung the door open only to reveal another man.

"Oh. An original. Great." Damon said sarcasm dripping like venom from a snakes teeth.

"Elijah? What are you doing here?" Emma walked towards Elijah and Damon. Still only in PJ shorts and a tank top.

"Well, I compelled a certain someone, and she told me where you were. I needed to talk to the lovely Emma about this Shane character. You see, he's been terrorizing Mystic Falls."

"Why do you care? I don't know this 'Shane' guy." Emma spoke.

"See, that's where you're lying. Who is he?" Elijah demanded.

"You know, I could take you down right now. But, seeming how you are 1000 years old, I don't want to waste my time trying." Emma spoke. Damon's grip tightened on the human girl.

"Emma. Just let him talk to you."

"Fine. But he's staying out there." She grumbled.

Elijah stood where he was, smirking.

"Emma, why is Shane terrorizing the town?" Elijah asked. He seemed calm.

"I have no clue. He should only be going after me." She looked him square in the eyes.

He started to pace, "Do you know where he is now?"

"Nope. Nor do I want to know. He's after me to kill me, and he's involving people I, A) care about , and, B) know. Even if I hate them, it doesn't mean I want them dead."

"Why is he after you?" Elijah stopped pacing.

"Because of what I've done to him."

- FLASHBACK-

EMMA POV

Before I lived in Mystic Falls, I was in Denver. I was at least 6 when we moved. So I didn't remember much. That's when the hell began.

I met Elena and Bonnie. Then the pretty blonde Caroline.

When I grew older, at least 15, I met someone who didn't go to school with me. That was my first mistake.

"Umm. I have never seen you around town. I'm Emma." I extended my hand.

The '17' year old shook my hand, "Shane."

The guy had dark brown tousled hair, and dark, almost black, eyes. They made you want to get lost in them.

"Are you new around here?" I asked out of curiosity.

"Yes. Mind showing me around?"

-One Year Later-

Shane and I were going out. He took me to the movies, which showed horror movies for the time being.

"Come on, I want to take you somewhere." He pulled me to his car and sped me to the falls again. Only this time, I knew what he was going to do.

"Shane, stop the car!" I shout.

He sped faster, "No. I'm taking you somewhere. You're going to agree." He attempted to compel me. I faked the compulsion and went along.

We made it to the bottom of the falls, he stood there. He looked up at the beautiful moon and sighed. I turned and grabbed a somewhat sharp stick and stabbed him with it. He grunted in pain and collapsed. I ran past his car, running alongside of the highway. I called my mother and told her what happened. I kept running until I felt something grab my hair. I was yanked back and pulled into a chest. The stinging pain in my neck came back. I soon blacked out.