The Engraved Tale

The Engraved Tale

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Stefan headed in the direction that he heard Damon, only to see Damon holding Mila up on a roof. He jumped up onto the roof using his vampire speed. "Not bad. Have you been eating bunnies?" Damon joked as he held onto Mila. "Let her go," Stefan demanded as Damon shushed her. "Really? Ok," he said as he was about to let her fall off the roof, making both Mila and Stefan protest. "Relax," Damon said as he threw her at Stefan and got off of the edge of the roof. "What's happening?" Mila asked him with tears in her eyes. "You know, she looks a lot like your dearly departed," Damon said with a smirk, causing Mila's head to turn in his direction. "It's not her, Damon," Stefan said sadly. Instead of responding Damon just chuckled, looking down at Mila. "What attacked you the other night?" Damon asked her, making her look up at him and sniffle. "I don't know. An animal," Mila said as she wiped her face. "Are you sure about that? Think. Think about it. Think really hard. What attacked you?" Damon asked her again, making her think. "A vampire," she breathed out in realization.
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'What are you doing here?' he said angrily forcefully yanking my arm. 'I told you to stay hidden.' I pulled my arm free. 'I know but I wanted to help!' I told him with creased brows wondering why we were wasting time. 'By getting yourself killed? Is that your idea of helping?' his deep eyes shot daggers at me. 'I don't care! This is my fight too?' I argued shooting back the daggers. 'You don't...' he mumbled the rest of the statement running his hand through his hair in obvious frustration. 'This is a war, not one of your childish games, Santana.' Injured by his words, I shot back. 'Then i would rather die than li...' I stopped when the atmosphere immediately changed...drastically. His eyes narrowed into mere slits as his face grew dark and he seemed to loom darkly and threateningly over me. I shivered as I stepped back in both awe and fear. He suddenly scooped down and gripped my shoulders pulling closer to him while lifting me off the ground until i was almost the same height as him. 'I will rip everyone's throat with my bare hands before I let anyone touch you.' he hissed his eyes a deep shade of grey that they were almost black. What the hell? * * * All Santana wanted was to live an quiet life. After what happened to her Grandmother everyone's eyes were on her family and all she had to do was to try and not be a psycho... how hard could it be? Oh...she had no idea. From her recurring dream to her brother's terrifyingly accurate intuition to her own ability see beyond the physical, it was becoming increasingly obvious that something was amiss... ***

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