TVD imagines/preferences

You've been kidnapped- Damon

It had just been a simple walk through the woods, just my usual hunt. There was a rustle in a nearby tree, pulling me out of my trance, I looked over and noticed a red mark plastered over the trunk. I walked closer to inspect it and ran my hand over the bark, pulling it back and looking at my now red, stained hand. Blood. I could smell it. A sudden sharp pain flashed through the side of my neck and I dropped to the floor with a scream of pain. I began to feel dizzy, and managed to turn myself around before everything faded out to black. My eye's began to droop and my vision was hazy, but I managed to get a glimpse of my attacker's before I fell unconcious. Tomb vampire's.

**Damon's POV**

I've been sitting on the couch, glass of whiskey in my hand for the past 3 hours, and y/n isn't back yet. She probably went to hang out at Elena's after her hunt. I've called her a couple of times but she hasnt answered, I'll call Elena's phone later.

"Hey." Stefan called walking back through the front door

"Hello brother, where have you been all day?" I questioned sarcastically, taking a swig of my drink

"Elena's." He stated obviously

"y/n say when she was coming home?" I asked

"what?" He questioned, eyebrow's furrowing, clearly confused

"She wasnt at Elena's?" I asked, beginning to worry

"No Damon, last I heard she was on her usual hunt." He stated, worry showing in his voice also.

"shit." I muttered under my breath before setting down my drink and picking up my phone. I called y/n's phone, but once again, no answer. I called Bonnie, Matt, Elena, hell! I even called little Gilbert! None of them had seen her.

"Stefan get up. We're going to Bonnie's." I demanded.

"Tracking spell?" He asked

"Got any better ideas?" I questioned sarcastically.

**y/n's POV**

My eye's slowly started to open. Slowly but surely. The first thing I noticed was an intense burning pain in my neck. I looked around, I was in what looked like a basement, hands bound above my head with a thick rope, that looped around a hook in the ceiling, pulling my body up so my feet barely touched the dirty cement flooring. And I'm guessing by the immense pain and burn marks around my wrist's and forearm's, that the rope had been soaked in vervain. Great.

"Well look who's awake?" A voice echoed through the room, gaining my attention quickly. I recognised him. He was one of the tomb vampires. I must be in Pearl's house.

"Fredrick? Hey, you look pretty healthy for a vampire who hasnt fed properly in what? 140 years?" I joked through the pain,

"Ah so you recognise me.. I certainly remember you, from when you came into the tomb for the moon-stone, and just left us all there. To rot. For another century or two!!" He boomed through the basement, running over to me and holding me by the throat.

"Well I wasnt really in a rush to set a bunch of century old, starving,vengful vampires free." I choked out.

"It's your little boyfriend and his brother's fault we were all in there in the first place. Shame we don't have them, but I guess you'll do just fine." He spit

He let go of my neck and I gasped for air. He wandered over to a table, picked up a blade, and doused it in vervain water, walking back over to me with a smug look on his face, before plunging it into my stomach.

**Damon's POV**

We just got done at Bonnie's, and it turns out y/n is at Pearl's mansion. Not willingly I presume. I swear if there is a single scratch on her, I will rip the arms off of every goddamn tomb vampire in that house, before I stake them all. Stefan and I were at Pearl's in minutes. I banged on the door waiting for a respose.