The Flight

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Stefan's POV
         I hug goodbye to my brother, hoping that I will see him again in the near future. I am glad that he will finally be able to get away from our abusive father. He can be free. I watch him as he leaves the house. It makes me sad that he is leaving, but I am glad that he is getting away from our father, not to mention- Katherine. Everyone believes that I am oblivious to vampires, but father slipped vervain into my drink at dinner once. Katherine compelled me that evening, or tried to anyways. It will be good for Damon to get away from all of this, even if it does mean away from me.
Damon Salvatore hops on Shadowmere and rides into the sunset. Oh wait. It's late in the night. ...into the moonlight. As my brother leaves, one man watches him from the sidelines, I believe his name is Elijah, but I could me mistaken. I might just be paranoid, but the way that he looked at my brother, with compassion, makes me wonder.
            The next day, I wake up and realize that someone else is in the room. There is a grown man standing next to the window, and I quickly realize that he is a vampire. "What do you want," I say, somewhat worried. "I came to give my regards towards Damon. My name is Klaus, I notice that you had a small reaction when you saw me, I guess you know what I am." "Yes." Klaus nods and continues speaking. "My brother is here, he has a crush on Damon, even if he won't admit it or realize it." I connect the dots. "His name is Elijah," I say, more as a question than a statement. Becoming a habit, Klaus nods. I couldn't comprehend the impact that he had on me. His eyes bare into my soul and the way he moves, like waves of the ocean. He suddenly disappears and I feel a hole sitting in my stomach, for what ever reason.

Damon's POV
Thirty Years Later
          I saw Stefan today, he turned off his humanity and I believe he hates me. As I walk through the streets of New Orleans, I get the feeling that someone is watching me. I turn and see brown eyes searing into  my skull. Elijah. I am a vampire now and I remember the moment he compelled me to forget him. Thinking of him causes a feeling in my stomach that I can't describe. He runs and I try to catch up, but he is older and faster than me... how much older? I don't know. I stop in my tracks and take a minute to comprehend that I can't catch him. As I walk back to my motel like place, I look at the marvelous wonders of the city that I am in. It is beautiful.
             I get to the hallway that leads to my room, and I see a man standing down the hall, looking at me. It's Elijah, I realize. I start walking towards him, and he starts steadily treading to a room, almost silently screaming at me to follow. I do.