The Third Salvatore Brother

Benjamin Salvatore

I take a deep breath when I step out of the cab. The icy air pierces my lungs.
"Oh to be back home," I mumble softly. I walk around taking in everything. You know alot can change in over 100 years. I look around at what used to be open fields now filled with the likes of the "Mystic Grill". *Well it could be worse* I think to myself. I make my way over to The Mystic Grill. I open the door and the smell of warm fresh blood comes rushing into my nose. I gotta get out of here. I back out slowly and walk away. Im walking and a young man with sandy hair and a strong build passes me.
He gives me a sideways glance. I dont think much of it. I make my way towards the old Salvatore Boarding house. I hold my breath as I walk as to not inhale the scent of blood. I walk up to the entrance of the Salvatore House. I walk up to the door and give a knock.
A young girl answers the door. Shs has long straight brown hair and is quite a bit shorter than I am.
"Hi Im looking for Stefan and Damon Salvatore? Do they happen to still live here?" I say as i try to hold in the urge to bite her neck and drain her of blood.
"Uh ye...who are you?" the girl asks.

"Oh I'm Benjamin Salvatore. Im Stefan and Damons older brother," I say this time I nearly snap and im so close to draining her.

"Wait what? Come in..come in! I'm Elena Gilbert by the way,"she hold out her hand, i refuse it.

"Nice to meet you Elena," I say as I walk inside. It smells like home. I stiffly walk into the living room. "Ehh...I dont mean to be a pain but its been a long day and i haven't had any blood. To be honest you're smelling rather tasy at this point,"

"Oh uh yes," Elena had a small look of terror on her face but she didn't seem scared that I was going to attack. She walked right past me. Rummaging through a draw she asks "So what was Damon like as a kid. Ooh what was Stefan like as a kids. Omg do you have any baby pictures," Elena speaks with such spead I have a hard time concentrating. I snap. It happens so quick. I grab Elena and sink my fangs into her neck. I am repulsed by her blood only after a few seconds. I feel two hands grab my shoulders and shove me back with such force I leave a table broken and the floor cracked. A tall man with dark hair is making his way over to me. He could vamp run but he doesn't. He's getting closer by the second. Why doesn't he vamp run?.
"Damon! Its your brother....B-Benjamin" Elena sputters out. My throat and insides are buring...why is my throat buring. Damon has stopped in his tracks.
"D-D-amon?" I say, my throat now on fire. My neck is snapped and everything goes black.

I wake up on the couch surrounded by new faces. I sit up on the couch and look around rubbing my neck.
"Ok who are you?" The man I know now to be my brother,Damon, asks.
"D-Damon is that really you? I thought I'd never see you again," I say slowly...caustiously. I look around and lock eyes with the same sandy haired boy. Stefan.  Damon rolls his eyes.
"Your not my brother. My brother died of consumption in 1858 along with my mother. Both of whom are in the family crypt." As Damon says this while Stefan looks me up and down.
"Family what? Im not dead. Well technically died in 1865," I say...unsure if they believe me or not.

"Damon...what reason would he have to lie. If hes not really Benjamin then we can kill him later," Stefan speaks for the first time.

"Ye what Stefan said," I reply "Listen guys ive spent my whole life searching for you please,"

"Im just joking Benny!" Damon says as he gives me a bear hug "Just dont uh eat Elena again please,"

"I wont," I turn to Elena and shes sitting next to Stefan holding his hand "Uh ye I'm sorry about that I did-,"

"It's ok I'm fine," Elena lets out a small chuckle.

Damon pours me a glass of bourbon. The unnamed faces still in the room.I dont question who they are. I'm just happy that im finally back with my family.