• Simons POV •
My sister dropped me off at my house. I was exhausted, I had a bad feeling about that guy at the bar, maybe it was just the way he was staring at my sister. I guess I'll take a shower and watch Supernaturals re-runs.
I keep hearing noises outside my house, should I go check it out? No, that's how people die in the movies, but I'm a big boy. I'll be fine. While I was having a battle with myself there was a knock on the door. My head snapped so fast to the door that I'm surprised it didn't break. Who would be at my house right now? I mean I don't know a lot of people in Mystic Falls. It could be my sister.
I decided to answer the door. I walk up to the door my hands are shaking. I open it.
"Hello, Simon" a blonde haired guy with a British accent says.
"Who are you?" By the looks of this guy he wasn't getting the wrong house. He wanted something.
"More like who and where that darling sister of yours is?" He smirked. He wants my sister? Why? Does he know what she is? Do they know each other.
"I'm not telling you anything about her." I stand tall, I don't think that was such a good idea because he just got worse.
"Okay we will just have to make her come to us, won't we?" He smirked again.
"What?" I ask frightened.
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A Different Kind Of Monster. ~ Damon Salvatore
FanfictionYou probably think I'm a normal human. You know the blood and beating heart. Well, your partly right. I'm a hybrid, a new kind of hybrid. Maybe you could even call me a mistake. I'm a human and a demon. Talk about issues, right? You would think I'm...
