Catching A Snowflake (Damon Fanfiction)

Chapter 39: Klaus

Evangeline P.O.V.

Alaric flew a great 5 meters away from me, his back hitting over numerous shelves and lamps over. The next time he stood up, he was panting and practically about to fall over. I raised my fists, feeling the need to burn everything I have ever felt over these past few weeks.

"Okay, you're paying for that." Damon glares at me, entering the living room, holding onto a glass of bourbon. Seriously, he never goes anywhere without it. I turn to meet him, my eyes scanning the remains of the Salvatore book shelves. "Whatever, you can always compel yourself a new one anyway." I scoffed, bending over, and giving a hand to Alaric.

"Thank's 'Ange," He wheezes, grasping his neck as he lets go of my hand. "Wow, that was a kick." He shakes his arms, sweat coating his skin. "Remind me never to go against you again. You've gotten better."He complimented, grimacing in pain.

"Sorry Ric," I sheepishly stated, feeling a little bad that I may have gotten over board with training. He nods and moves to walk, actually, limp, towards the couch. Damon who has been watching us quietly. holds out the glass to Alaric as he passes him.

"Might need it," He shrugs, an almost pained look on his face as he watches Alaric limp. "Thank you Damon," Even Alaric's voice sounded like he was dying. God, I really hurt him that bad. "Jesus snowflake, you hurt him bad." Damon looked like he was either amused or in shock.

I agreed as well. Alaric is easily three times my weight and yet I could take him down. "Yeah, I know Damon." I glared at him, moving to sit beside Alaric. "I'm sorry Ric," I gave him a sorry look but he simply shakes his head.

"I'll be fine," He was still squinting his eyes in pain. "I think you may want to get some ice for that." Damon sarcastically commented. "You got taken down by a girl Ric, I mean how dumb does it feel?" He smirks, his elbows resting on the arm chair in front of him.

"If you think its so easy, why don't you go on and try it?" Alaric snapped, annoyed at Damon's words.

"Ric-"

"Sure, what's the worst she can do?" Damon interrupts, standing up and circling me. I rolled my eyes at him. "Damon stop it." I sighed, patting my fore head. "What's wrong? Afraid that I'm going to kick your ass?" He smugly says.

I shake my head. "I'm afraid that you will get your ass handed back to you." I placed both hands on my hips and glared at him impatiently. It was true. Since lately, I've been growing stronger and faster. More faster then what the average human should be able to do. There are some days-like today- where my speed will be off the charts and my reflexes as quick as a vampire's. It was weird but I blamed it on my doppelganger blood. Who knows right?

"Oh come on Eva, don't tell me you're scared. Lets put those bad ass skills of yours to the test." Damon mock pouts. Well he asked. I give.

Lunging forward, I threw a right uppercut, aiming for his cheek. He dodges, and moves to the right his body swinging from his movement. I flipped myself around, achieving a perfect round house kick but again, he deflected it.

With each of my blows, he was deflecting every one of them. "That all you got Snowflake?" He smirks, once he had me in a locked position with my hands. I refuse to give up and pushed him back, making sure to recount my abilities.

"You ain't see nothing yet," I kicked forward, successfully, hitting his upper knee. He kneels in pain but only for a split second as i sent another kick to to his head. He ducks, and backhand my leg making me fall over on my back.

I was breathing hard and my heart was thumping quickly. That was it, I lost. Falling over like this will most likely result in my death as a vampire could tear my throat out. "You're fast but not fast enough." Damon's face came to view as I rested on the ground.