My Hero Chapter 6

My Hero Chapter 6

The feel of Damon's arms around her was something she'd never felt with Stefan. She felt more safe then she ever had in her entire life. Damon softly brushed his lips up to Elena's neck, trailing kisses down to her chest. Elena moaned softly. She knew that this was wrong and that she should be with Stefan, but the Stefan she knew was long gone and this sudden caring, soft side of Damon drew her to him like a month to a flame. 

Elena sat up in the queen sized bed she was in, breathing heavily. She remembered how she had gotten here. Damon took her to a bar after looking at the river and they both got wasted, got a hotel room, and did things that she wasn't too happy about. Damon, on the other hand, didn't see anything wrong with what they did. Elena sighed, narrowing her eyes at Damon. Damon smiled innocently. "What's wrong kitten?"

Elena snapped her teeth together in anger. "You know what we did!"

Damon raised an eyebrow. "So? You aren't with Stefan anymore."

"I know." Elena whispered, her anger quickly fading away. "It just feels...wrong."

Damon sighed as he put his arm around Elena's shoulder. "There is nothing wrong about this. As far as I know, you hate Stefan right now and have no intentions of getting back with him."

"I know."

"Then why are you trying to say that this is wrong?"

Elena shook her head. "I don't know. It doesn't feel right that I'm with you and not Stefan."

Damon's eyes narrowed in anger. "Well, if you feel like that then you should just leave." He got up off the bed and faced the wall.

A pang of sadness flew through Elena's body. She knew that she had just upset him and she wanted to tell him that she was falling for him but she couldn't. "Damon." Elena put her hand on his shoulder comforting. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to say that."

Damon sighed, turning around so he was facing Elena. "I know. It just irks me that you still think Stefan is the right one for you when you have clearly taken a liking to me."

Elena's eyes widened in shock. Were her feelings for Damon that strong where he could see it? No, it can't be. Up until now she had loved Stefan until he became abusive. Now she didn't know what to do. 

Damon took Elena's face in his hands, holding her gently. "Don't deny it Elena. I know you have feelings for me." His face turned into a smirk. "Which is fine by me."

Elena sighed and shoved away from Damon. She walked a couple of steps away from him before wheeling on him. "I know how much you want us to happen, but I just can't...yet. Give me some time."

Damon nodded, still grinning. "Take all the time you want. I'll be waiting."

"Until Katherine comes back." Elena muttered to herself.

Damon's blue eyes immediately turned into raging storms of anger. "She means nothing to me. She doesn't deserve me after what she did to me." In a flash, Damon's arms were around Elena, holding her warm body close to him. "You are nothing like her. Your looks is the only similarity you two have."

Elena nodded, resting her head against Damon's chest. "I guess you're right."

Damon breathed in her sweet scent, the feel of his fangs were beginning to come to the surface but he held them back. Elena looked up into his oceanic eyes, getting completely lost in them. Damon stroked her beautiful brown hair as Elena buried her head into his chest, letting the tears fall. "It'll be ok." Damon whispered consolingly. 

Elena looked up from her waves of tears, watching as Damon wiped them away. She had no idea what to do. She loved Stefan, but ever since he became abusive, she found herself growing closer to Damon. He had been so understanding and caring in the past week, helping her every step of the way.

Damon suddenly grinned. "Let's go have some fun." he hopped up from the bed and ran to the closet, throwing out clothes for Elena and himself.

Elena stared at him quizzically. "Where are we going?"

"To the beach." Damon simply replied as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

Elena watched as Damon jumped back onto the bed, a glint of excitement in his eyes. "C'mon Elena, you need a break from everything in your life."

Elena sighed. She couldn't resist Damon when he looked at her like that. His watery blue eyes stole the breath right out of her lungs. She could look at them forever. "Ok." Elena replied, gathering her clothes and pulling out a blue striped bathing suit. 

Damon eyed the two piece up and down, clearly satisfied. "That'll do."

Elena playfully rolled her eyes at him before going into the bathroom to change. "I'm warning you Damon. No peeking." 

"You won't even know that I'm here." smirked Damon as he grabbed his trousers. Elena shut the door, breathing a sign of relief. Finally, she was alone. Now her thoughts could flow freely. There was no stopping the horrid memories from consuming her. It was pulling her down into the darkness,  She didn't know what went wrong. One minute she had a caring boyfriend who would do anything for her, now that same person has became her worst nightmare. Damon had been the monster in her eyes, until Stefan fell off the wagon she saw a new side to him she'd thought she never see. Compassionate, caring, almost acted as if he had a heart. At first she had thought it was all an act, but now she wasn't sure what to think. All she knew that unimaginable feelings for Damon were starting to develop.

Quickly, she slipped into her bathing suit and slid her feet into her pink flowered flip flops. She smiled at her reflection in the mirror. Not too bad. She thought as she opened the door to reveal Damon standing there with his blue swim trunks on, smirking at her as he slung a towel over his shoulder. 

"Let's go." Elena smiled as a warm feeling settled into the pit of her stomach as she took and Damon's hand and they walked out the door together.

The air was humid as they stepped out of the car and the smell of sea water hit their faces as they surveyed the scene. Foam sprayed everywhere as the water slammed hard into rocks, spraying water everywhere on the sandy beach. It was like a desert surrounding them but with plenty of people. A few children ran around the water and played in the sand, watched by the eye of their parents. Huge waves rose up in the far dinstance, making this a great place for surfing. Damon smirked as he turned to Elena. "Let's go to the ocean."

Elena smiled as starting running. "Race you!" she yelled back at him as her feet kicked up sand, flinging it behind her.

Damon smirked as appeared directly infront of the water and looked behind him to see Elena a few feet behind. She took one look at him and groaned. "Not fair Damon!"

"All's fair in love and war." Damon took a couple of strides into the water then faced Elena, grinning mischievously. "Think fast."

A spray of cold salt water blasted Elena full force. She staggered a step back, giving the laughing Damon a full death glare before splashing water of her own back at him. This water war continued for awhile; Elena was clearly losing. Elena was just about to splash him again when a huge wave pulled the unsuspecting Damon under. He quickly got up, sand falling from his mattered hair. He muttered a few curse words before turning back to Elena who was laughing hysterically. "Shut up!" he sputtered, a little bit of water spewing from his mouth which only caused Elena to laugh harder. "Take a picture, it'll last longer." Damon ran over to Elena and shoved her down into the water just as a wave came, smacking Elena in the head tumbling her across the sandy bottom. 

Elena managed to untangle herself from the water, gasping for breath. Two arms wrapped themselves around her body, supporting her while she heaved up water. Elena secretly smiled. She had Damon right where she wanted him. 

Damon softly kissed her forehead, rubbing her back up and down. "Couldn't take the water?" he laughed lightly.

Elena nodded, slowly turning around. As fast as lighting, she slammed her hand into Damon's face, smearing it with wet sand. She took her hand off and grinned cat-like. "Couldn't take that?"

Damon cursed and wiped the sand from his face. He should've seen it coming. His eyes caught Elena smiling, flipping her chocolate hair out of her bathing suit and covering her back with a dark waterfall. She really was beautiful. He couldn't understand why his brother would give something like this up for human blood. The beaming sunlight got caught in Elena's eyes, making them shine like never before. Her hair became a lighter shade of brown as it flowed gracefully in the soft breeze. He walked through the water, pulling her into his arms and resting his head on her shoulder blade. She smiled up at him, cuddling up to his soaked body and breathing in that saltwater smell that lingered on his skin. They both looked at each other, a spark going off in each of their bodies. Slowly, their lips met and fireworks went off Elena's body. The kiss was so passionate, so intense. It was nothing compared to Stefan's. Her tongue traveled through Damon's mouth, savoring every taste. They pulled away too quick for Elena's liking and just stared into the other's eyes. Now, she knew who she wanted to be with. The time for thinking was over, for she has chosen. She knew who would treat her right and not hurt her. She knew who would protect her and watch over her. "I love you." she choked out, surprised by what she just said. 

Damon kissed her fully on the lips while moving away a strand of hair from her face. "I love you too. You made me realize that I'm not a monster. I'm someone who can be good. Katherine never made me feel like that." he looked deep into her endless brown eyes. "I'll always be here for you. You don't have to worry about Stefan hurting you anymore."

Elena muzzled her head into the crook of Damon's neck, wanting to stay there forever. She didn't want to return home, for fear of what was waiting for her, but apart of her wanted to so she could make sure that everyone is ok. Damon breathed softly on her neck, fanning it with his breath. "I think we should go."

Elena nodded, wrapping her arms around Damon's neck and inhaling his scent one last time before untangling her arms and walking towards the beach. Damon swiftly grabbed her hand and pulled her towards the shore, walking into the beautiful pink and red sunset that filled the sky with a majestic glow. Damon looked over to the fallen angel that came into his life and helped him through the rough patches in his life. She was nothing like that whore who he used to love. How could he have loved such a selfish person? 

Elena smiled as she turned to face him, looking into his brilliant sky blue eyes once more before bounding off to the car, the painted picture of the sunset still fresh in the sky. Damon followed eagerly, not knowing what was ahead but knowing that Elena would always stay safe.

A/N: I'm back from vacation! Hawaii was amazing! Had so much fun there! So sorry for the long wait on my stories but I'm back now and I'll be updating more frequently so be on the lookout for new stories and new story updates! Hoped you all enjoyed this chapter and please leave a review before you go! Thanks and Aloha! (bye in Hawaiian)           

The vampires and sayians go grocery shopping chapter 3

The Vampires and Sayians go Grocery shopping chapter 3

Vegeta screamed as electricity surrounded him, making a crackling sound in the air. He cupped his hands together and a ball of light started glowing. Damon and Stefan stared at him with wide eyes as Vegeta screamed, "Final flash!"

"Get down!" Trunks yelled to everyone as they got out of the way. Stefan and Damon quickly snapped out of their state of shock and used vampire speed to evade the oncoming attack. The beam of swirling light missed them by a mile and exploded, destroying the entire store. 

Vegeta was breathing heavily as he stood in the center of the rubble that used to be a store. He looked up in the sky to see the Z warriors staring at him and Damon and Stefan were on the ground staring at the destroyed store. Damon looked over at Stefan with a look of despair on his face. "We're both dead."

Stefan nodded. "I know. Elena really needed that meat for the dinner over at our house."

Trunks shook his head at his father. "Want me to start making you a tombstone Dad?"

"Shut up!" Vegeta yelled angrily. "We can always go to a different store and cover this one up somehow."

Damon smirked. "Leave it to me."

Soon, firetrucks and police cars arrived. Vegeta quickly powered down from super sayian and the Z fighters flew back down. The policemen got out and rushed up to the group standing there. "You there, what happened to this store?"

Damon walked up to them and started speaking in a hushed voice. So low that Vegeta was having a hard time hearing. Once he was done, the policemen nodded his thanks and got in his car and left the scene, along with the firemen. Damon turned back to the group with a triumph grin on his face. "Piece of cake."

Goku's mouth started watering. "Cake? Where?"

Krillin sighed at his best friend's ignorance and looked at the demolished store. "What do we do?"

Damon grinned as he turned his eyes toward Stefan. "We could have some fun."

Stefan's eyes widened and shook his head. "Damon, do you SEE the destroyed store infront of us? That could've been us!"

Damon shook his head. "You are too pathetic brother." He speed walked up to Vegeta and looked deep into his eyes while trying not to laugh. "I want you to ask Goku this." He whispered something into Vegeta's ear and he eagerly nodded. 

"Ok!" Vegeta chirped happily while skipping up to Goku with a happy smile spread across his face. "Kakarot, I love you so much! Will you have my babies?"

Goku slowly started to back away from Vegeta as he continued to advance on him. "Vegeta, I'm pretty sure that we can't do that."

Faster then the human eye could see, Vegeta captured Goku's mouth in his, digging his tongue and tasting Goku's fluids. Goku screamed in Vegeta's mouth as he tried to find a way to break free from Vegeta's iron like grip. Vegeta pulled away with a sad look on his face as Goku's fist connected with his face. "Get away from me you sick freak!"

Goku instantly regretted that when Vegeta's eyes filled up with tears and he began to cry. "Vegeta, don't cry-"

"KAKROT DOESN'T LOVE ME!!!!" wailed Vegeta in agony, more tears hitting the streets and creating a little river. Damon was trying to catch his breath as he tried to get back up from the ground but failed. He turned to Stefan who was staring at him wide eyed. "Get me the camera brother! This could be the next hit on YouTube!"

Stefan shook his head furiously. "You are not pulling me down with you. If you want to die then your on the right track."

Damon shook his head. "Whatever." He grabbed the video camera out of his pocket and started recording when he saw two people standing a couple miles away from them. One was short and had a beard, and the other one was extremely big and numerous muscles covered his whole body. He wore some sort of necklace around his neck and he wore golden boots. He was staring at Goku in a trance and appeared to be getting more angry every second. His spiky hair wavered every few seconds and his eyes were pure white. 

"KAKAROT!!!!" Damon watched in utter amusement as the big guy came charging at Goku and knocking him into the air. 

Vegeta continued to sit on the pavement and bawl like a baby while Goku was being flung around like a rag doll. Goku quickly recovered and got into a fighting stance, glaring at the other fighter. "Broly, what are you doing here?"

Broly grinned. "To kill you!" he charged at Goku again and slammed his fist into his face while Goku flew up into the air and prepared a kamehameha. 

Damon had shut the camera off and was smiling as he walked up to Broly, an evil idea festering in his mind. "Hey muscle boy!"

Broly wheeled around angrily to face Damon. Damon's eyes widened as he compelled Broly. "Wow, this guy is hard to compell. Thank god I drank lots of human blood before I came here." Damon muttered to himself, turning his attention back to Broly. "You love Kakarot."

"I love Kakarot." Broly repeated in a trance.

"There is another guy that loves him too, and in order for you two to live together happily, you must kill him." Damon pointed over to Vegeta who was still sobbing.

Broly nodded, cracking his knuckles. "I'll make sure he perishes. Then, Kakarot and I can live happily ever after." Broly turned his attention to Vegeta, glaring evilly. "Vegeta." Broly rasped.

Vegeta turned his watery eyes to Broly. "What do you want?" he sniffled, wiping a stray tear running down his cheek.

"I see you are in love with Kakarot. Well, you see, Kakarot is mine. I say we settle this with a fight. Whoever wins gets to be with Kakarot forever."

Vegeta nodded, standing up and getting into a fighting stance. He powered up to super sayian and glared menacingly at Broly. "A fight it will be. But Kakarot will be mine in the end."

Broly glared angrily as they both dived at each other, throwing punches and kicks and ki blasts. Goku rubbed the back of his head and stared at the two sayians fighting. "So whoever wins gets to be with me forever? I don't want either of them! I have Chi-chi and she'll kill me if I leave her!"

Damon grinned as he watched the fight. "This is great! Are you getting this on camera?"

"Sadly I am." replied Stefan who was holding a video camera. 

Trunks turned his attention to the two vampires. "You know that when Dad and Broly snap out of it, you two will be dead before you get a chance to apologize."

Damon grinned. "By the time that happens, we will have already fled the country."

Krillin picked up the neglected shopping list. "Um guys, aren't we supposed to be shopping?"

"Can it baldly, this is too much fun!" laughed Damon as he watched Vegeta get thrown into a building. "We can worry about that later."

"Am I the only one that cares about what our wives will do to us if we come back empty handed?"

Damon nodded. "You are the only one Krillin."

Krillin sighed as he took a seat on the ground and watched the fight. This could take awhile.

A/N: I hope you enjoyed this chappie!! Please review!

My Hero Chapter 5

My Hero Chapter 5

Elena angrily turned her phone off after seeing the seventeenth message Stefan sent her. If she was going on this trip with the guy who had the biggest ego ever, she might as well enjoy herself. She's always wanted to go to Italy, and she wasn't about to let Stefan ruin it for her. 

They were already five hours into their flight, and before they reached Italy they had to make a quick pit stop to refill on gas. "Just five more hours to go." mumbled Elena to herself.

"And when we get there you will love what I have in store for you." Elena turned her head towards Damon who was grinning. 

"Can't wait." she replied dully.

Damon looked at her seriously. "What's wrong?"

Elena sighed. "I'm scared Damon. I'm afraid that Stefan will do something to someone."

Damon laughed. "What's so bad about that? Little brother is finally realizing that the world doesn't revolve around eating little woodland creatures."

Elena glared sharply at him. "Forget I said anything."

Damon sighed. "Listen, I'm sure your friends are fine. You're making a big deal out of nothing."

Elena smiled a little. "Maybe you're right."

"I'm always right."

Elena rolled her eyes and took a sip of her apple juice. She glanced over to the window to see pink and orange colors in the sky. She yawned absentmindedly. Damon looked over at her. "You should get some sleep. We have a long day ahead of us tomorrow."

Elena nodded, laying her head on the soft pillow and was drifting off to sleep. Damon put his arm around her head and moved it to where it was laying on his shoulder. Elena sighed and snuggled into his body. "You're a great pillow Damon."

Damon smiled. "I thought you would be asleep."

She smiled to herself. "I was about to when I felt you moving me. Don't worry, I'll kill you tomorrow."

Damon smirked mischievously. "I look forward to that."

Elena moaned softly. "You are such a pompous jerk."

"I know."

Elena said nothing as her weariness finally won her over and she was pulled into the depths of darkness.

A hard jolt woke Elena out of her seat and she looked up towards Damon who was sitting calmly in his seat. "We're here."

Elena looked out her window to see beautiful, round shaped buildings and lush glowing trees. The plane skidded across the burning concrete until it came to a stop. "Welcome to Italy. Please enjoy your stay." an italian voice purred over the intercom. 

Damon flashed Elena a smirk as he got up and grabbed his stuff from the overhead compartment and handed Elena her bags. "Let's go." He swung his blue bag over his shoulder and walked off the plane with Elena following him.

After going through security, Damon and Elena finally were able to rent a car. Damon smirked as they walked out the sliding doors and to the yellow Porsche that awaited them. Elena's eyes widened in surprise as she stared at the fine car infront of her. "Damon, how did you get this?"

He smirked, walking over to the driver's side and opening the door. "Money isn't an object for me Elena."

Elena sighed. She was going to have to get used to this. Damon loved going out in style. "So, where are we going?"

Damon sniggered as he got in and revved the engine, causing a soft purr to emit from the car. "That's for me to know, and for you to dot dot dot."

Elena rolled her eyes and got in, slamming the door behind her. Damon checked the luggage to make sure it was in properly and soon they were driving on the golden brown dirt of Italy.  Shadows covered the road from the houses and other sorts of buildings as they zoomed down the smooth dirt road. Elena couldn't help but smile as she caught a glimpse of the shining water in the distance. This place was everything she had imagined. The sky was clear, sun was beaming down on them, and misty water flew up from the ocean to touch the blue sky. "This place is beautiful."

Damon grinned. "What did I tell you? I told you that you would love it."

Elena faced Damon and offered him a small smile. "Despite being taken here against my will, I really am enjoying it here."

"Then you will love what I have planned for us today." Damon made a sharp turn into a narrow road and continued on the narrow pathway. Elena laid her head back into the seat and relaxed. Soon, the car came to a stop and Elena looked up as Damon opened the door and got out. She opened her door and got out while looking at the fancy restaurant they were infront of. "Pizzeria?" 

"Yep." replied Damon as he started walking toward the place with Elena. 

"Wow, I've heard so much about Italy's pizza. I heard it's the best."

Damon smirked. "It is the best. You won't find better pizza then here."

They opened the door and walked in the crowded place. People were waiting anxiously to be seated and all of the chairs were taken up. Damon rolled his eyes. "Great, we come here and it's crowded. No worries. I can make this fly by faster." Elena watched as Damon went up to the person standing behind the booth and talked to her without breaking eye contact. The girl slowly nodded at him and he went back to Elena. "Piece of cake."

"Do you have to do that?" Elena hissed angrily.

"Oh I'm sorry, I thought you would want to bypass the crowd and eat?"

Elena rubbed her temple. "Not like this. Damon that's not fair to the people waiting for hours."

"Well, it's not my fault that they can't control minds." replied Damon.

Elena glared darkly at him. "Mr Salvatore, your table is ready." Damon nodded at the pretty woman standing infront of them and followed her to their booth. Elena cast one last glance at the people waiting before following Damon. "Here is your table." The lady smiled at them kindly before leaving.

Elena's fingers slowly grazed the soft red fabric under her fingertips, awestruck that she was even in a place like this. Damon held out a bottle of wine to her. "Wine?"

Elena looked at the bottle shyly for a minute before taking it and pouring herself a drink. "This is a really nice place Damon." Elena commented.

Damon nodded, taking a sip of his drink. "That's why I choose this place. After we have our dinner I will take you out by the river. It's really nice at night."

Elena could've sworn that he just winked at her but she brushed it off. "What brought all this romantic stuff on?"

Damon smiled innocently. "What? I'm just being nice. You deserve a day to relax Elena. What better person to do it then with me?"

"The devil." Elena replied coolly, taking a sip from her wine glass.

Damon softly laughed and looked up as the waitress brought them their salad and bread. "Thank you." Elena said nicely as she took a piece of bread and some salad. 

"Do you guys know what you want?" asked the waitress as she got out a pen and paper.

Damon nodded. "We'll both have the BBQ pizza."

The waitress nodded, scribbling the orders on her pad and putting it away. "Your food will be here momentarily."

Damon took a drink of his wine while Elena ate her salad. Elena looked up at Damon smiled widely at her. "You really are enjoying this aren't you?"

"Enjoying what?"

"This. Bringing me here and having a romantic dinner with me, then taking me out to the river so we can watch the sunset together."

Damon raised his eyebrows. "Wow you catch on fast Elena." He smirked. "Not that I'm surprised."

Elena sighed deeply and looked into his sky blue eyes. "As much as I hate to admit it, I'm actually having a great time with you. The food here so far is amazing. How do you know how to pick these places?"

"Have you forgotten that I have lived for over a hundred years? I've been to Italy numerous times. In fact, this Is the place where most vampires live."

Elena nodded. "Go on."

"For centuries this has been a home to all vampires because there's not much exposure to the sunlight, there's alot of buildings that you can hide in, plus the italian taste pretty good."

Elena laughed a little. "So why didn't you stay here and not go back to Mystic Falls?"

Damon's eyes darkened for a second. "I think you know the answer to that."

"Oh." Elena replied, a feeling of guilt rushing in her body.

A steaming hot plate of pizza was set infront of Elena and Damon. They turned their attention to the waitress who was smiling at them. "I hope you enjoy your food."

Elena nodded her thanks and watched as the waitress disappeared into a crowd of people. She smiled. "I think I need to wait a little long for my pizza to cool off."

Damon picked up his and starting eating it while Elena just stared at him. "How did you do that?"

Damon smiled sarcastically. "Well first, you reach down with your hands-"

Elena glared. "No not that! How did you pick it up so quickly without burning yourself?"

Damon laughed. "It's because I'm colder then you are and I can take the heat. It doesn't bother me as much."

Elena picked up her now cooled off pizza and took a small bite, savoring the delicious flavor in her mouth. "They have the best pizza here."

"I know." Damon replied with a wink which caused Elena to laugh.

"You really go to lengths to impress a girl."

"Is that a bad thing?"

"I guess not." Elena replied while trying not to laugh.

Soon, they had finished their food and walked out, seeing that the sky had darkened and lampposts were now illuminating the city. They walked a little ways over to a bridge and stopped. Clear, running water covered the weathering rocks and lush trees covered the sides of the river. Damon smiled as he stared at it, his mind flickering back to when he was younger and he would come here everyday just to look at the pure water gliding down the smooth rocks. It was the perfect place to be in the 1900s. Elena sat down on a bench and listened to the soft lullaby of the water rushing through the clear stream. Damon sat down next to her and put his arm around her. He reached behind him and pulled out a rose and gave it to her. Elena stared at him for a second before taking the rose and softly inhaling its scent. 

Elena didn't know what to say. Her mouth felt like it was clamped shut and she couldn't get it open to speak. It was a rare thing to see Damon act like this with anyone. She never expected to see this side of him, ever. "Thank you Damon." she said at last, her mind still recovering from shock.

Damon leaned down and kissed her on the hand. "Why, the pleasure is all mine. I brought you here and said we were going to have a good time. So that's what we're going to do."

For the first time, a tiny spark ignited between them. A soft kindling feeling brushed up Elena's skin, warming her body. 

Little did she know that as much as she wanted to deny it, she was falling for Damon Salvatore.

A/N: I hope this chap was good! Really need to start updating my other stories so be on the lookout for them! 

As a side note, I will be leaving in three days to go to Hawaii for vacation so this might be my last story update until I get back. I will try to squeeze one more in before then but if I can't then I will see you guys in three weeks:) 

My hero Chapter 4

My Hero Chapter 4

Dear Diary,

Sorry I haven't written much. I've been too busy with Stefan, and no, not in that way. Lately, he has changed and it's not good. Ever since Damon and I locked him up in that tomb he's been more violet and angry. He's still drinking human blood. I thought that time locked away in the cell would do him some good but apparently did the complete opposite. He has been hurting me in more ways then one and one night it got so bad that he threw me against the wall. 

But luckily, Damon saved me. Who would have thought that I would be saying that. He gave me some of his blood to make the pain easier for me to bear then we went to a hotel where we spent the night. I'm still confused by this whole ordeal. Stefan was supposed to be better after staying away from human blood but it just made him worse then ever before. I feel so helpless, nothing being able to help him is killing me, but then again I probably don't want to be around him right now. 

My relationship with Damon has drastically changed. He's not the same guy who came to destroy Mystic Falls and who was filled with pain over Katherine. He's starting to show a different side of him that I have never seen before. He's starting to feel and show emotion. He claims that he doesn't care about his brother but I can see that he does. Whether he likes to admit or not, Damon has feelings for his brother and me. 

Damon is here, probably to make sure I'm still alive. I'll try to write more if I can.

Elena closed her diary and faced Damon who was in her room. She put her diary under her pillow and watched as Damon smirked. "That's where you hide your diary where you write everything in? That's such a pathetic hiding spot."

Elena glared. "Well, where else do you suggest I hide it?"

Damon detached himself from the wall and walked over to her pillow, grabbing her diary and pushing a picture frame back. He set the diary neatly in there and shut it. "There, now that's a little not-to-obvious spot."

Elena sighed. "What are you doing here? Checking to see if I made it through the night?"

Damon smirked. "You give me too much credit Elena. I came here because we are going to Italy."

Elena's mouth nearly hit the floor. "We're what?"

"Yep."

Elena stood there, flabbergasted. "I can't go Italy Damon!"

"Aw C'mon Elena. Don't you want to get away from Stefan?"

Elena looked down at the ground. She wanted to get away from him but she didn't want to leave Jenna and Jeremy. "I can't Damon. Jenna and Jeremy will be worried and I'm sure Jenna won't let me go Italy with you."

Damon gave her his classic smile. "I took care of everything. You don't have to worry about anything."

Elena groaned. "Don't tell me you compelled them! Damon-"

"You can thank me later. Now, no time to waste. The plane leaves in two hours." 

Damon went to go grab a suitcase when Elena put her arm firmly on his shoulder. "Damon, I am not going to Italy!"

"Oh?" Damon questioned, reaching into his pocket and pulled out a plane ticket. "Well, according to this you are."

Elena grabbed the plane ticket and threw it to the floor. "I don't want to go to Italy! Now get out!"

Damon laughed as Elena attempted to push him out of the door. "Elena, you need to get away from your life for awhile. Maybe a week or two?"

Elena growled. She was backed up into a corner with no way out. She might as well go if it means to get Damon to leave her alone. "Fine." she said through gritted teeth. "I'll go."

Damon reached down and picked up the discarded ticket. "Well, we better get going."

Elena nodded reluctantly as she went to her closet to grab her stuff. She opened the door to find the closet nearly empty. Elena turned to Damon who was holding a black suitcase. "You're already to go."

Elena said nothing as she grabbed her suitcase and bolted out the door with Damon at her heels. After they loaded up the car, they drove off towards the airport.

Elena leaned her head back into the leather and looked at Damon who was driving. "Can I go say goodbye to my friends?"

Damon rolled his eyes as he turned a corner. "We're not going to live in Italy. We're just going there for a few days."

Elena nodded, lost in thought. She didn't know how she should feel about going on this trip with Damon. She was glad that she was going to get away from Stefan but she worried about her other friends. She hoped they would stay safe. She also hoped that she lived this trip with Damon. Who knows what he'll do?

Damon pulled up into the parking lot and cut the engine. He got out of the car and shyly walked over to Elena's door and opened it for her. "After you  ma'am." 

Elena rolled her eyes and got out, grabbing her suitcase from the truck and dropping it on the ground with a thud. Damon grabbed his luggage from the car and locked it. "We have time to kill before the plane leaves. What do you want to do?"

"Leave." Elena said, earning a disapproving look from Damon. 

"Elena, these tickets cost alot of money. I may be the richest person but I still care about where I'm throwing my money at."

Elena sighed. "Fine. How about we go shopping?" She smiled at the end. If Damon was going to make her miserable, then she might as well do the same.

Damon laughed as they walked through the automatic door. "Nice try. We don't have time to buy every store here."

Elena playfully smacked his shoulders. "I wasn't going to buy the store! I'm not that rich like some people. I was just going to look."

"Yeah, sure you were." Elena sharply glared at him.

"I was too!"

Damon shook his head, walking towards the counter to get their gate number. "You are such a child Elena."

Elena crossed her arms and Stuck her tongue out at him. Damon, being the mature one, did the same thing. "I suggest you keep that in your mouth if you want to keep it."

Elena laughed. "You too."

They came up to the counter and got their gate number then went to go sit down in the chair. Elena pulled her phone out to find six missed calls and four text messages. "Who was it?"

Elena lifted her phone up to show Damon. Damon groaned. "What does bunny eater want?"

Elena skimmed over the text messages and handed her phone to Damon. "He said that he is really sorry for what he did."

Damon rolled his eyes at the messages. "Yep, he also threatened that he is going to kill me if I'm spotted with you."

Elena sunk into the black seat, her eyes wide. "What am I doing?"

Damon put his arm around Elena's body, holding her close to him. "Relax, he can't find us now that we're going to be in Italy."

Elena nodded, still not reassured. "I hope you are right."

They sat there in silence until their gate number was called. "That's us." Damon said, picking his bag up and slinging it over his shoulder.

Elena picked up hers and together they walked towards where everyone was boarding the plane. Damon gave the woman his passport and they boarded the plane. "Are you sure that this is a good idea?" asked Elena as they maneuvered around the flock of people to get to their seats.

Damon nodded, sitting down in his seat. "For the last time, you are not going to regret this."

Elena nodded, laying back in her seat as she slipped off to sleep. A long plane ride is ahead of them.

A/N: I hoped you liked it! Please review! Btw, how long does it take to get to Italy from ATL? 

Damon Gets Even

Damon Gets Even

Summary: "Damon doesn't get mad, he just gets even." Stefan told that to Elena in episode 6 and it couldn't be truer. Watch as Damon gets even with everyone that pisses him off. Starting with BP!

Chapter 1

Damon yawned as he woke up, the morning rays burned in his eyes. He slowly got out of bed and slipped on his usual clothing: black pants, black shirt, black shoes, and leather jacket. He bypassed Stefan in the library as he opened the front door to start his hunting. He was just a foot out the door when the ground suddenly came up and smacked him in the face. He growled as he stood up and his eyes widened when he saw the lawn. Oil covered every inch of the house and grass. Clear, green grass was now dripping in large amounts of oil. Drops of oil would drip off of the house and land in Damon's sleek black hair. "What the heck?" Damon stood in a stupor for a few minutes before storming back into the house, tracking oil in along with him.

He approached Stefan and pointed to the front door. "Did you know that there is oil all over the ground now?"

Stefan looked up in surprise and put down his book. "What?"

"Yeah, and I just slipped in it!" Damon angrily turned away from Stefan and started to walk away when Stefan's compressed laughter stopped him. "What's so funny?"

"I see what you mean about the oil. You have some on your butt."

Damon's eyes literally turned red as he marched up the stairs. "I'm going to find out who is responsible for this!"

Stefan raised an eyebrow. "You mean you don't know? The BP sprung a leak in the water a couple months ago that started leaking oil."

Damon appeared infront of Stefan with a sneer on his face. "So this BP did this to us?"

"Well, technically a hurricane is responsible for this but yeah, this is the BP's fault for not getting the oil cleaned up."

Damon nodded. "Ok got it. The BP will be taken care of."

Stefan could see that evil glint in Damon's eyes. He knew he was going to do something bad. "Just try not to expose us when you're ripping out their throats."

Damon smirked. "Oh brother, did you really think that I'm that inhumane? I'm going to snap their necks and then throw their bodies into the oil so they can rot."

Stefan shook his head. "I think the best place to find the BP would to be in Louisiana."

Damon nodded as he zipped out the front door, careful not to slip on any oil.

The normally fresh salty air was replaced by an overwhelming stench of oil. Waves of water would drag hundreds of thousands gallons of oil to the shore. Oil decorated the beaches with little spots and the water was highly toxic. Damon plugged his nose with his hands. The smell was almost too much for him. He began walking quickly down the sidewalk, trying to avoid any oil as possible. He didn't want a repeat of this morning.

He grinned as he saw a man standing on the oil-covered beach, staring out into the ocean; a worrisome look on his face. Maybe he knew something about the BP. "Excuse me." Damon walked up to the man that was now facing him, face frozen with shock. He wore a white hat with a buttoned down white shirt and blue pants. Damon quirked an eyebrow at the man's strange expression. "Do you know where BP is?"

The man quickly snapped out of his stupor and stammered for an answer. "I-I think they're on the beach."

Damon nodded, turning around and walking towards the beach when the man's voice stopped him. "You can't be real."

Damon turned around slowly and gave him a questioning look. "I'm as real as I'll ever be."

"But-but vampires don't exist."

Damon was in his face in a minute, shooting daggers at the man's face. "How do you know that?"

"Because I play you on my TV show."

Damon stared at him like he lost his mind. "Who are you?"

"I'm Ian-Ian Somerhalder."

"Well Ian Somerhalder, it was a pleasure to meet you but I have to go. Can't hang out with crazies all day I have things to do. Like, get revenge on the BP for this oil spill they caused! Their fluids is dripping off of my house now!"

Ian shook his head. "That's not all they've done. The sealift is suffering because of them. The turtles are dying."

Damon scoffed. "Who cares? The only thing that matters is that I get my revenge."

Ian raised his eyebrow. "And how are you planning on doing that?"

"Easy, kill them."

Ian gasped in horror, terror sweeping into his oceanic eyes. "You can't do that! They have to clean up their mess!"

"Like I care. Besides, they're not even doing a good job so why continue to deal with them any longer?"

"Because we can't kill them. They are people!"

"And I'm not, so I don't care!" Damon glared at Ian one last time before vanishing into thin air.

A BP worker wiped his brow and walked over to the side of a building where he would be hidden from view. A group of people followed him, wearing gloves and other things to protect them from the harmful fumes of the oil. The BP worker grinned at all of the people standing there. "What lie are we going to dish out tomorrow about the oil spill?"

"You're not going to dish anything out!" an angry voice said.

The BP looked around confused. "Who said that?"

"I did you ignorant buffoon!" Damon appeared from the shadows, looking deadly. "You're going to pay for what you did! My house is ruined!"

"Listen sir, I don't know what you are-" Damon smirked as the satisfying snap of the neck was heard. The rest of the workers screamed as they tried to run but Damon was too fast for them. Their necks were like twigs in his hands, so fragile and weak.   

He laughed evilly as he walked back to the boarding house, a satisfying look on his face. "Let that be a message to those people behind this."

Stefan looked up from his book to see Damon enter, a smirk suffusing his face. Stefan shook his head, knowing that his brother must have done something bad. "What did you do?"

Damon turned to his little brother. "I told you that I took care of it."

"Damon-" Stefan started to say but was cut off.

"Stefan, I took care of them. Or atleast the people who work for them. Now they know that they have to hurry and get this cleaned up."

Stefan watched his brother walk upstairs with a whistle in his voice and heard the bedroom door shut.

Damon grinned as he got his list out and crossed out BP. "They've been on my hit list for the longest time. Now for the next thing worse then BP, Edward Cullen. He's annoyed me the worse. He's like a shiny version of Stefan, except he's gay and has depression issues."

A/N: LOL oh god Edward! I feel bad for him. Haha. How was it? Good? Bad? Review!   

One Dark, One Light

One Dark, One Light

Summary: Katherine is the ruler of Mystic Falls and Damon and Stefan are her slaves. One day, she captures a young girl but this girl isn't what she appears to be.  

Chapter 1

A bright carmine robe followed Katherine down the cerise carpeted stairs and into the lily-white door. She flung it open and stepped onto the refreshing porcelain floor, feeling the dazzling effects of the showing rain of sparkles from the golden chandeliers that hung above the throne room. She walked up the glassy stairs, her high heels clicking against the fine constructed marble. The guards bowed respectfully as she eased herself into the chair, fixing her eyes on the servant standing infront of her. "Yes?" she spoke smooth and firm with authority.

"Your highness, we found another human hiding from us. She appears to have been alone." He thrust the woman infront of Katherine.

The girl shook from fear as Katherine stared her down, her swirling chocolate eyes were mixing with fear and anger. Her clothes looked about middle class. A pink shirt and blue jeans plus a pair of black converse. Katherine's face slowly turned upward in a sly smile. "Very intriguing girl. Why, she almost looks like me!" Katherine leaned closer to the girl's face, smelling the fear that had completely taken over her body. "Tell me, what's your name?"

The girl swallowed the lump collecting in her throat. "Elena." she whispered timidly.

Katherine smiled to herself. "Elena." The word seemed to roll off her tongue like water. "A young, pretty girl such as yourself may be of use to us." Her eyes glowed with electricity as she concocted up plans. "The men around here just get so tired during the day. They need some nighttime entertainment. Do you think you'll be up for that?"

Elena looked around nervously. "What do you want me to do?"

"Just put on a show for them in the showroom. Dance around a pole and do what other sluts would do. I think you would make a fine little whore."

Elena looked at Katherine with complete loath and disgust. "What makes you think that I would do anything for you? My parents are dead because of you!"

Katherine sighed as she snapped her fingers and another guard walked in, dragging a teenage boy with him. His clothes were dirty and filled with disturbed soil. Elena's eyes widened when she realized who it was. "Jeremy!" she exclaimed.

Jeremy raised his weary head up to face his sister's distraught face. "Elena." he croaked out, fighting to his weariness to speak.

Katherine laughed enjoyably, clearly enjoying watching brother and sister struggle. "You either do as you are told, or I'll kill your brother. Your choice."

Angry tears washed down Elena's as she reluctantly nodded. "You monster." she sputtered out, giving Katherine the death glare.

"Take her to her quarters!" Katherine bellowed, enjoying the power she had over everyone.

Elena could only watch as the guard pulled her away from her brother, separating them once again. "Elena!" Jeremy yelled as he tried to fight the guards but was too weak for their combined strength.  

"Jeremy!" Elena yelled as the door slammed shut in her face. The guard pulled her along, walking along the red carpeted floor. Numerous doors passed by them as they continued down the narrow hallway. Elena could feel tears sliding down her already wet face but she didn't bother wiping them off.

They suddenly came to an abrupt halt infront of a clear white door. "This is where you will live for now on. You have ten minutes until you begin your job here.

Elena nodded, opening the door and going inside. Her eyes widened as she marveled the place. The floor looked like it was made of ice and a queen-sized bed laid quietly in the corner. A window hung above the bed with little curtains flapping as it was hit by the wind. Elena walked up to the dresser, looking at herself in the oval-sized mirror. "Wow." she breathed, her eyes not believing what was right infront of her.

"You have five minutes." The guard said hastily.

Elena ignored him and went over to the bed, running her fingers across the milk-like surface. She couldn't believe that she was actually going to have this room. As much as she detested being here and being separated from her brother, the room was a major plus.  

"Time's up." Elena was once again dragged by the guard as they went down the main hallway and into a room. Elena's eyes moved from one side to another, taking in the big stage and the endless rows of chairs that seemed to stretch on for miles. She slowly stepped onto the chrisom red carpet and walked towards the brightly lit stage. "This is where you will entertain." The guard broke Elena away from her thoughts and she quickly faced him. "You will be doing dances, singing, or hanging onto a pole until everyone is satisfied. Do you understand?"

Elena nodded and bowed respectfully. "Yes sir, I do understand."

He nodded. "Good, you have one hour until you go on."

The door slammed in Elena's face as the guard walked away.  

Elena sighed as she went back to her room and shut the door. Once she was sure she was alone, she broke down crying. She couldn't believe that this was happening. She and her brothers were prisoners in this castle and unless they obeyed Katherine's order's they would die. Katherine. Just the name alone made Elena's skin crawl with revulsion. Katherine was worse then the devil himself. She had the power to make anyone do whatever she wanted and people who went against her were killed. If only there was someway she could kill her.

Elena wiped the remaining tears from her face and walked out of her room. It was almost showtime, and she wanted to make a good impression. She opened the door to the theater room and and walked in, looking around at all the people gathered there to see her. "This one better be good." mumbled a obtuse guy as Elena walked down the aisle and got up on stage. She took a microphone in her hand and stared out into the sea of people sitting there, watching her with impatient eyes. 

"Hi, my name is Elena. I'm going to be doing a dance for you tonight." A soft melody started playing and Elena set her mic back on the stand. Softly, she swayed her body from side to side while making hand motions with her hands. She twirled around on her heels as the song increased in pitch and she let her voice sing along to the soft humming of the melody. The song ended with Elena doing a high jump into the air, spinning, and landing gracefully on her feet. The crowd exploded into uproarious applause, some whistling and cheering for more. Elena stared in shock at the crowd before taking a bow and exiting the auditorium. Just as she closed the door behind her, she turned around to head back to her room only to bump into somebody. "Oh, I'm so sorry!" apologized Elena as she stared into the face of this nameless stranger she ran into. Pale cheeks, set jawline, and green oak leaves eyes covered this man's face, not to mention the upturned lips as he stared at her.

"No, it's my fault."

Elena stared at him for a minute before regaining her voice. "No it's totally my fault. Were you just going in there?"

The man shook his head. "No, I just came out. I saw your performance. You were really something."

Elena blushed a little at the compliment. "Why, thank you...."

"Stefan."

Elena laughed. "Ok, thank you Stefan. Mine's Elena."

Stefan smiled. "Elena huh? Well, I hope I see more of you soon. My brother also enjoyed your performance as well."

Elena smiled. "Well, tell him I said thanks. Now, I really must be getting back to my room. It was nice meeting you Stefan."

Stefan watched her go with a big smile on his face. "It was nice meeting you too Elena!"

A/N: This is going to be different from my other stories. First of all, Katherine is not a vampire but Damon and Stefan are. Second, Elena's friends aren't going to be in this story. It's just going to be Katherine, Elena, Damon, Stefan, Jeremy, and maybe some other people too. I haven't really decided yet. I hope you enjoyed this chapter and please review!! Thanks for reading! :D   

Vampire Diaries Cast Meet Their Characters Chapter 12

Vampire Diaries Meet Their Characters Chapter 12

Damon wandered around the complex, feeling lost and uncertain. They brushed up against him like an annoying cat that just wouldn't go away. He didn't know why, but he felt attracted to Nina. He couldn't explain what it was that drew him to her. Maybe it's because she looks like Elena and Katherine? He didn't know. Besides, she was with Ian, or atleast she was before he died. Now she had no one. 

He felt torn between the three, not knowing which one to choose. Elena was with Stefan, Katherine didn't care about him, and Nina loved Ian but he was dead. "This Is so frustrating."

The door to the boarding house opened and Stefan walked in, back from dropping the cast off at the set. He cast a look at Damon. "How was it between you and Nina?"

Damon shrugged. "It went fine." 

Stefan could tell that there was something else that he wasn't telling him. "Damon, what happened?"

Damon glared at Stefan. "Nothing, ok? Nothing happened. We just talked and that was it!"

Damon went over to the bar and poured himself a drink. He didn't want his brother questioning him, he just wanted to be left alone with his thoughts. Stefan watched his brother from the bar. He knew that something happened between them because as he was coming back to the boarding house he saw Nina running down the sidewalk, looking upset. He had tried to stop her but she snapped at him and continued on her way. 

Damon set his empty glass down harder then he meant to and trudged upstairs, intending to stay as far away from Stefan as possible. Stefan heard the bedroom door slam and went to go sit on the couch. He pulled out a book and started to read. 

A hard knock on the door caused Stefan to look up from his book. He got up and answered it, surprise evident in his face when he saw Nina standing there. "Nina, what are you doing here?" 

"I came here to see Damon. Is he here?"

Stefan opened the door wider and motioned her to come inside. "Damon is upstairs right now. I think it's best if you wait for him."

Nina looked at Stefan with pitiful eyes. "I didn't mean to do what I did to Damon. He hates me."

Stefan slid onto the couch and rubbed Nina's back comforting. "Hey, it's ok. What exactly happened between you two?"

Stefan sat in silence as Nina explained everything to him. He sighed. "My brother is very upset and crippled right now because of Katherine. He's really unstable right now."

Nina nodded, staring at the hard floor of the boarding house. "This is my fault. I made him like this."

Stefan looked at her confused. "What do you mean?" 

"I told him that we weren't meant for each other after we kissed. I knew that Damon felt something between us and that's why I had to push him away. To keep him away from me."

"Why would you want to keep him away from you?"

Nina sighed. "Because I love him too."

Stefan stared at her in shock. "You're what?"

Nina sniffed back tears as she tried to control herself. "Yes, I'm in love with him. But I also love Ian too. He's really sweet and cares alot about me. Even though he's gone I still feel like I shouldn't be with anyone else."

Stefan sighed. "I'm sorry. I know that it is hard choosing between two people." His mind flashed back to Katherine, and how that nearly ripped him and his brother apart.

"I know." replied Nina sullenly. "I know how hard it was for you."

Stefan offered her a sad smile. "I'm sure it will get better."

Nina nodded. "Me too."

The opening of a door was heard followed by footsteps coming down the stairs. Damon appeared at the bottom, looking directly at Nina. "I see you are back."

Stefan quickly stood up. "I have to go check on Elena and make sure that she is safe."

Nina and Damon both stared at each other as the front door clicked shut. "Listen Damon-"

"Save your excuses. I know what you are going to say so don't bother saying it."

Nina glared sternly at Damon. "Listen Damon, I just wanted to say that-that-"

"I said save it!" Damon interrupted, glaring daggers at Nina. "I don't need you to feel sorry about hurting my feelings! I've been through it before and I don't care anymore!" 

Nina stood up and walked towards Damon. "Damon, I'm so sorry." She put wrapped her arms around Damon and hugged him.

Damon reluctantly returned the hug, not in the mood for any human contact right now. They broke apart and looked into each other's eyes. Damon stared at her coldly. "Aren't you cheating on your dead boyfriend?"

Nina looked at him in exasperation. "Ian and I aren't even together! I have feelings for him but he has a girlfriend!"

Damon's face seemed to brighten a little at the news, but he still remained skeptical. "Since he has a girlfriend, what were you going to do?"

"Maybe wait for him or find someone else. His girlfriend is very controlling of him."

Damon nodded. "I know what it's like to have someone that is controlling."

"You mean Katherine?"

Damon nodded. "Yes. She's the most controlling and selfish person you will ever meet."

Nina smiled. "I know exactly how she is. I play her and Elena on the show."

Damon laughed lightly. "I sure hope you're doing it right."

"As right as I'll ever be doing."

Nina looked down at her watch. "Oh snap, I need to be at the set in a few minutes to do the next scene." She grabbed her bag and dashed for the door. "See you later Damon!"

Damon watched as she left, a bad feeling settling in the pit of his stomach.

A/N: So sorry for the long wait! I had major writer's block on this chapter! I hoped you liked it. Please review!

The Vampires and Sayians go Grocrey Shopping

The Vampires and Sayians go Grocery Shopping Chapter 2

Trunks smiled as he led the way. "I know this place better then anyone here, considering I used to come here with Mom when I was little."

Stefan and Damon nodded, following the Z fighters as they were led into an isle full of boxes with funny looking characters on them. The shelves were covered in endless rows of cardboard boxes; some were red and others were different variety of colors. Goku stared intensely at the list in hand, trying to figure out what they needed from this section. "We need some Coco Puffs."

Trunks nodded and grabbed a bag of sugary chocolate from the shelf. Damon leaned forward and stared at the brownish bird on the box with a spoonful of round chocolate in its wings. "That's a bird? That's so stupid. I can become a bird that is ten times better then that disgrace."

"Damon don't!" cried Stefan but it was too late.

Everybody watched as Damon sprouted wings and his whole body convulse and transform into a black, slender plump body of a crow. Dark, hard orbs stared back at everyone as the crow sat on the ground, its whole lower body covering its talons. Goku stared in astonishment, eyes wide and mouth open. Stefan just shook his head. "Damon, stop messing around. We need to get the rest of the items and go."

Damon turned its black beak towards Stefan and cawed once, ruffling its feathers before going back to his human form. Damon sniggered. "That was fun."

Stefan just rolled his eyes. "Don't do that again please."

"Whatever you say animal killer."

Stefan glared. "Atleast I'm not a human killer!"

"Ouch." replied Damon dryly as he laughed.

The Z fighters looked on in confusion. "What are they talking about?" whispered Goku.

"We're talking about how Saint Stefan here chews on squirrels! He has them for breakfast, lunch, and dinner." sneered Damon.

"And Damon has a dose of Mexican in the morning, African at noontime, and Caucasian humans for dinner." retorted Stefan, giving his brother the evil eye.

Everyone stared in morbid horror. Damon laughed. "Sorry, I don't eat guys with slot of muscle so you guys are safe. Besides, vegetable head's blood might weaken me!"

Vegeta's face slowly stared to turn red as he stammered for words. "Oh look, it's turning into a tomato!" Damon exploded in laughter while Stefan just gave his brother a disapproving stare.

"YOU'RE DEAD!" Vegeta yelled, charging up his ki and firing a ball of white-hot energy towards Damon.

Damon smirked as he moved out of the way and watched as half of the store was blown to bits. All of the Z fighters were trying to restrain Vegeta but he swatted them away like flies and charged at Damon, grabbing him and throwing him into the canned foods. Damon growled as got up, flinging himself at Vegeta when two arms wrapped themselves around his waist and held him back. "Damon stop!" Stefan exclaimed.

Vegeta laughed. "Aw too bad. Looks like the twilight reject can't beat me after all."

Damon growled. "Come over here and say that to my face." By now, various people had stopped what they were doing and were gaping at Vegeta and Damon. Damon quickly turned his head towards them, eyes widening. "You didn't see anything. Go home now."

The Z fighters watched in amazement as the shoppers carried on like nothing had happened. Goku turned to Damon in shock. "How did you do that?"

"Compulsion." Damon replied simply.

"It's what we use to compell our prey to do things we want them to do." explained Stefan.

Goku nodded. "Thanks Edward!"

Damon exploded into laughter as Stefan started to twitch. "I am not that sparkling fairy. I am Stefan."

"The unshiny version!" laughed Vegeta hysterically.

"For once, I agree with you." smirked Damon.

Stefan closed his eyes and counted to three, trying to calm himself down. "Shall we continue?"

Goku laughed as he walked forward. "Sure, whatever you say Edward!"

Damon and Vegeta continued to kill themselves with laughter as Stefan turned his glare to them. "Shut up!" 

Vegeta turned his head and looked at him, his laugh dying down. Stefan's eyes widened when he realized what he did, then a devilish smirk took over his features as he gave Damon a knowing look. Damon caught on instantly and began to grin himself. "Great idea brother." 

Vegeta looked at them both, confusion sweeping across his face. "What great idea?"

Damon turned his eyes towards Vegeta, an evil glint shining in the deep ocean. "Kiss Goku. We know you two are secretly in love with each other."

Goku's eyes widened. "You're crazy! Vegeta and I have never been in love! He will never do that!"

"Kakarot." 

"Yes Vegeta?" 

"Kiss me." replied Vegeta enticingly. 

Goku's eyes widened as big as sliver plates while he watched Vegeta approached him with puckered lips. "What's wrong with you Vegeta???"

Stefan and Damon laughed as the two ran around the half-destroyed store, sniggering to themselves. This just got alot more fun.

A/N: Hahaha!!! Poor Goku!!! If you want to know what happens next then please review!

My Hero Chapter 3

My Hero Chapter 3 

Jenna looked up from her magazine as Elena walked in the kitchen, grabbing an apple from the fruit bowl and taking a small bite. "How was the sleepover at Stefan's?"

Elena mustered the best fake smile she could. "It was great." She was acting like everything was ok, like the events that took place yesterday never happened. But deep down, she was bleeding inside. Her recent change in relationship with the Salvatore brothers baffled her more then anything. She never expected Stefan to do the things he did to her and she never thought that Damon would be the one caring for her. 

She missed Stefan and the way he used to be with her. Kind, gentle, and loving. Where did it go wrong? And even though she enjoyed Damon's more softer side, she couldn't help but feel unconfrontable by this new change in demeanor. Elena could feel her feelings change from loving Stefan to hating Stefan. She didn't know what to do anymore now.

Elena trudged up the stairs to her bedroom, glad that she could finally be alone. She opened the door and closed it, then locking it so no one could come in. "Finally I'm alone." Elena breathed out, grateful for the silence that floated around her. She looked around her room, feeling like she hadn't been here for ages. The lilly-whiteness of the room was still the same with a touch of pink thrown into the mix. Elena smiled as she fell into an ocean of smooth silk. She pulled the milky covers over her and laid back on her feathery pillow, closing her eyes and forgetting about everything that happened. But that was an impossible task. How could she forget Stefan's words and the pain he caused her? How could she forget everything that he did to her? Those memories would stay with her forever.

Damon had saved her from that nightmare. That's what she couldn't understand. Damon only cared about himself. That's it, there's no in-between. So why did he save her, of all people? Elena's best guess was that she looked exactly like his first love, Katherine. She was her twin, as Damon put it. 

Elena's train of thought was broken by her window suddenly slamming against the wall. She backed up against the wall, petrified. Fear took over her whole body, making her unable to move. Stefan stood there, looking beat up and worn out. His face was somewhat relaxed and he looked more like the old Stefan Elena fell in love with.

Stefan stared into Elena's frightened eyes. "Elena." he spoke softly, his harsh and cold voice gone. "Elena, I'm so sorry. I don't know what happened to me. I know that you are angry with me but find it in your heart to forgive me."

Elena shook her head. She wanted so badly to forgive him, but it just wasn't going to happen. Not after all he put her through. "That ship has long since sailed Stefan. I'm sorry but I can't forgive you."

Elena watched as Stefan's eyes darkened for a minute, his face slowly changed and his stormy green eyes pierced through Elena body. The burning hatred in his eyes started to die down and the impeccable rage started to dissipate. "I'm sorry." Stefan looked towards the ground. This was so much easier when he planned it out in his head; he never expected it to be this hard. 

Elena slowly allowed her body to relax when she realized that Stefan wasn't going to attack her. "I knew you wouldn't forgive me easily, but I had to atleast try."

Elena could feel her tempter rising. Well, what did he think she was going to do? Take him back after one little apology? "Sorry means nothing, Stefan. You're going to have to do alot more then just say you're sorry."

"Elena, I-I-" For the first time in a long time, Stefan was at a loss for words. He knew she was right. She had been right about everything. But the human blood made him unreasonable, it made him the monster he didn't want to become, and he couldn't stop himself from drinking it. It was like a drug, always pulling him towards it and never letting go. He couldn't let Elena know, she would leave him for sure next time if she found out that he was still on it. "Please Elena, I'm begging you to forgive me."

Elena cast a sharp glare at him. She wanted to believe him. She wanted to believe that he was off the blood, but her gut was telling her differently. It was telling her that he was lying and that she should stay away from him, but deep down, she was in denial. She rejected the fact that he raped her more times then she could count. But still, something was holding her back from leaping into his arms."Stefan, I-I can't." Elena quickly brushed away the stray tears that ran down her face, dripping onto the brown carpet.

Stefan walked over to Elena and looked deep into his eyes, pleading with his own. Slowly, his lips met hers. They both collided like water and powder, mixing and merging into one. Elena wrapped her arms around Stefan's neck and pulled him in further, deepening the kiss. Stefan happily complied, digging his tongue farther down her throat and filling her with his fluids. 

Elena was the one to break the kiss. She was breathing hard, trying to catch her breath as Stefan waited patiently. Her eyes were filled with guilt as she looked at him. "Stefan, I can't do this. I can't act like everything is ok."

"But you enjoyed that kiss, didn't you?" Stefan crossed his arms and smirked.

Elena threw her hands up in the air in exasperation. "It's not about the kiss, Stefan! It's about us! I can't ever trust you again. How do I know that you're lying about being off of the human blood? How do I know that you're not still on it? Damon said that it takes vampires awhile to learn to control your thirst once you taste human blood."

Stefan rubbed his face with his hands. "Elena, I am off of the human blood! And why are you suddenly siding with Damon?"

Elena glared. "I'm not "siding" with anyone! I'm trying to figure out what's wrong with you!"

"There's nothing wrong with me!" Stefan yelled, his patients at his wits end. 

"Yes there is! You're not even the same person I knew a month ago!" exclaimed Elena with tears running down her face.

A low growl rumbled in Stefan's chest. He was having a difficult time keeping his emotions in check. "Elena, I'm fine. I'm not drinking human blood, I'm not on edge, I'm fine!"

"Then why are you so angry?" sniffled Elena.

"I'm angry because you won't listen to me! When I say "I'm fine" it means "I'm fine." Now you just shut up and listen to me!"

Elena squeezed her eyes shut as more glassy tears fell. "Just go, please. I want to be alone."

Stefan shook his head. "And give you more alone time with Damon? I don't think so."

Elena shook her head at him. "You are such an insensitive jerk. I don't want to be with Damon! I just want to be alone!"

Stefan ran up to her using his vampire speed and slapped her hard across the face. "You stupid whore! I'm trying to make this easier on you but you aren't cooperating!"

Elena held her stinging cheek with one hand, looking at Stefan with fearful eyes. Stefan's eyes widened when he realized what he did. "Elena, I'm sorry."

Finally, her willpower crumbled and she fell into his arms, crying hysterically. Her tears hit his shirt like bullets and drenched them like a heavy rain."I'm sorry Stefan! It's all my fault. I shouldn't have been so hard on you when you were going through a tough time and I deserve everything that I got."

Stefan looked at Elena, shocked. He didn't know what to say. "Elena honey, it's my fault. I'm so sorry for putting you through so much and making you go with Damon."

Elena sniffled as she hugged Stefan tighter, not wanting to let go. "But I can't forgive you for locking me up in the basement and starving me while you and Damon slept at a hotel."

Elena screamed as Stefan's face changed and he bit into her creamy skin, draining her bright carmine blood. Fire exploded throughout her body, burning her veins as blood was being taken unwillingly. 

"GET YOUR HANDS OFF OF HER!"

The fire at her neck suddenly disappeared. Elena picked herself from the floor where she had fallen and looked to see Damon standing there, eyes raging like an angry swarm of bees. He disappeared from his spot as quickly as he came, leaving Elena in her room by herself. She staggered to her feet and slowly walked over to the broken window where the sounds of yelling and cursing filled the air. Damon had Stefan in a chokehold and managed to hold him still, but because of the recent intake of blood Stefan was a little bit stronger then Damon. Damon growled as he held the thrashing Stefan to the ground, dodging the right hook Stefan tried to give him. "Let me go!" he yelled angrily, kicking and punching Damon. 

Damon growled. "We need to get you away from here."

"Damon wait!" Elena cried. Damon sent Elena a bone-chilling glare before disappearing from sight, leaving Elena to drown in her tears. 

She didn't know what she did wrong to make Stefan so angry with her. Now Damon appeared to be mad at her too. Everything was falling apart and Elena had no control over it. She quietly sat on her bed and cried. Rivers started to form on her cheeks as she cried harder, her body shaking violently. The vibrating of her phone startled her out of her tears. She slowly reached down with shaky hands and answered it. "Hello?"

"What is your problem?" Damon snapped angrily.

More tears fell down Elena's face as she sniffled. "Why are you acting like this? I didn't do anything!"

"Oh really?" Damon sneered sarcastically. "I heard you talking to Stefan. What were you thinking? Do you have a death wish or are you just so retarded you can't see what is right infront of you?"

Elena cried more as the thrush hit her in the face. She knew she was being unreasonable, but she still cared for Stefan. Heck, maybe even loved him still. "You don't understand Damon. He looked like he was really sorry."

Elena could hear Damon sigh heavily in frustration. "Elena," his voice was more softer now. "Stefan isn't sorry. He never was. As much as you don't want to accept it, Stefan has changed for the worst, and I don't see him going back to the way he was before."

Unnatural wind blew into Elena's room. She slowly turned around to see Damon standing there, breathing heavy. Elena dropped her phone on the bed and ran into Damon's arms. Damon held Elena close to him, rubbing her back soothingly as she sobbed. "Elena, it's ok. I'm not mad at you." 

Elena looked at him through glassy eyes. "Really?"

Damon wiped the stray tears escaping her eyes with the pads of his thumbs. "I admit I felt...betrayed at first, but my brother is really the one at fault here."

Elena looked at him confused. "How did you feel betrayed?"

Damon's eyes widened. "Um, it's nothing. Just go to sleep. You've had a long day."

"But Damon-" Elena stopped when she saw the look on Damon's face, telling her not to push it. Damon led Elena to the bed and watched her lay down. She smiled at him. "Goodnight."

Damon smirked back. "Sleep tight, don't let Stefan bite." He narrowly dodged the piece of wood that was aimed at his head, laughed, and jumped out the window.

Elena glared at the shadow quickly disappearing through the woods and laid back, closing her eyes and dreaming of the man who had saved her life more times then she could count. Damon.

A/N: Sorry for the slow update. I've had a bit of writer's block. Lol I hoped you guys liked this chapter and please review!

My White Angel

My White Angel

Summary: Katherine comes back into Mystic Falls to be with Damon but her life is cut short when Stefan kills her. A hundred years have passed since her death and Damon goes to visit her. R&R! 

A/N: I was listening to "Run" by Leona Lewis and an idea for a sad story popped into my head. I hope you enjoy it. 

Chapter 1

Unseen tears fell from Damon's eyes as flower pedals slowly drifted by him on the cold gravel. His eyes were locked onto the solid rock infront of him where underneath it laid his soon-to-be-wife. That wedding was never going to happen now. He was never going to see his unborn little girl come into the world. He was never going to be with her again and it was all his brother's fault. They had been with each other for six months before Stefan decided to end her and his child's life.  He remembered it like it was yesterday, even though a hundred years have passed since that day.

They had been laying in Katherine's queen sized bed, laughing and drinking blood together and deciding on baby names. Katherine's lips curled into a smile as she kissed him. "I like Ally."

Damon smiled. "I like it too. Ally it is."

Katherine's laughed her warm, honey filled laugh. A laugh so sweet that it made Damon laugh. He only got to see this side of her. Sweet, caring, unselfish, and loving. Damon leaned in and kissed her on the lips. Katherine kissed back, licking his lips and wetting them. "I love you."

"I love you too."

Everything had been going so perfect. The wedding was in less then a week away and their little Ally was due for Christmas. They never expected the next set of events. 

Stefan swung open the front door, eyes red and a stake in his hand. Anger radiated off of him like a heater. "You." he pointed the stake towards Katherine. "How dare you."

Damon stared in shock at Stefan. "What are you doing?"

Stefan fixated his eyes on Damon. "Can't you see that she is evil, Damon? She is nothing but evil and so is that child! I will not let you be corrupted by her!"

"Stefan, have you been drinking human blood?"

"I will not have Elena's life endangered by this monster!" Stefan charged towards Katherine, stake stretched outward and was about to hit his mark when Damon slammed into him like bricks, sending him flying into the wall. Stefan slowly got up, wiping the blood off of his lip and glaring coldly at his brother. "I'm sorry Damon, but she needs to die."

"I'm sorry Stefan, but I can't let that happen. I just got her back. I'M NOT ABOUT TO LOSE HER AGAIN!" Damon plowed into Stefan and started beating him senselessly. Katherine stared in wide-eyed horror as Damon beat Stefan to a bloody pulp. 

Damon watched as Stefan fell unconscious and left his body there in the corner as he went back to Katherine to make sure she was ok. "I'm fine." Katherine replied, looking over to the limp body of Stefan. "What are we going to do about him?"

Damon shook his head. "I don't know. Burn him?"

Katherine hit Damon upside the head. "Damon, he's your brother!"

"Yeah, and he threatened to kill you, so I don't see why you are defending him."

Katherine sighed. "Could you go get me something from downstairs?"

Damon sighed as he kissed her. "Fine, but this conversation is not over." He stood up and walked out, leaving Katherine alone.

That was Damon's first and only mistake.

Katherine laid back into bed, rubbing her large belly. She could feel her child moving around rapidly. She closed her eyes when she felt a sharp pain in her stomach. Her eyes flew open to reveal Stefan, wide eyed and smirking. "Did you really think I'd let Damon beat me to a pulp so easily?"

Katherine was frozen as she stared at the stake in her stomach. He killed her child. Her and Damon's child. She looked up at Stefan with dead eyes. "Why?" she croaked out.

Stefan's eyes showed no emotion as he pulled out the stake and rammed it into her heart just as Damon's footsteps could be heard. "Because my brother needed to be free of you. Now die!" Stefan yelled the last part so Damon could hear him.

Damon felt every fiber in his body kit on fire as he appeared in Katherine's room. His eyes took in her dead body and the hole in her stomach that held their dead child. "No." Damon cradled Katherine's dead body in his arms, tears flowing like a river ran down his face. "Katherine." He didn't want to believe that she was dead, gone from this world forever. "You....you can't die Katherine. You can't." Damon's body shook with sobs as he held her in his arms. He ocean eyes that were leaking with warm salty water traveled down and stared the small body lodged in her stomach, a hole in it's chest. The water from his eyes seemed to leak faster. His daughter that never got a chance to live was lying in her mother's stomach, unmoving and lifeless. Damon could hear his pain-filled heart breaking. There was only so much heartache he could take before he finally broke down, tears creating an ocean by his feet. He was taught to be strong and not let his emotions control him but what do you do when both of your worlds are taken from you right behind your back?

Nothing, there was nothing you could do because they were gone. Damon wiped away the remaining tears from his face and suddenly he was standing in the cold, looking at her grave. He couldn't believe how much time had passed. A hundred years later and the pain in his heart was still as strong as ever. Damon took one last look at Katherine's tombstone before moving onto a much smaller piece of rock and contained the name of his daughter, Ally. Tiny specks of water dripped over the edges of his eyes, his mind clouded with images of what his daughter's future would be like. Constant nights of no sleep, late night feedings, any parent that didn't have to deal with that would consider it a blessing but to Damon who was looking at his daughter who was buried six feet into the cold ground, it meant the world to him. He would never see his child smile at him, never hear her speak, and he would never hold her close to him. That pain hurt more then anything.

Who would have thought that Damon, the one with the witty, sarcastic  remarks, would give a crap about anything. He claimed he didn't care about anything, that what happened to other people wasn't any of his concern, yet a hundred years later here he was weeping over his dead wife who originally didn't care to look for him while she was roaming the earth. But times change, and somehow they became engaged. Their wedding wasn't going to be a big one, it was just going to be small and only have a few people. Damon had been considering about inviting Stefan and making him his best man before everything happened. Now, Damon hadn't seen or spoken to his brother ever since he killed his fiancé and child.

He gently placed a sunflower on each of their graves and looked over at a patch of grass next to the graves. Human eyes couldn't see the burn mark on the grass but Damon could. He remembered exactly how that got there too. 

After he composed himself and managed to leave the scene of where his wife and daughter were killed, he was set on one thing and one thing only: Revenge. Stefan had been sitting in the boarding house, guzzling down a blood bag when angry shallow breaths could be heard. Stefan turned his hard, oak green eyes to the angry waves that threatened to pull him under their depths. "I'm sorry, Damon. But she had to die."

Faster then Stefan had ever seen his brother move, Damon grabbed him and put him in a life threatening choke hold. "She did nothing for her life to end. Nothing!" Stefan could feel his body being rammed into the wooden floor below, some of the boards broke beneath him. Stefan grabbed Damon by the shirt and flung him backwards into the wall. 

Using his vampire speed, he quickly ran up to him and lifted him in the air by holding his shirt. "She was just using you, Damon! When are you going to realize that?"

Damon got out of Stefan's hold and delivered an earth-shattering punch to his jaw. "And didn't you realize that I was finally happy? I loved her and you took her away, just like you did when we were human!" Damon continued to rain punches down on Stefan, grabbing him and throwing him as hard into the wall as he could. Stefan got up and tried to make a run for it, but was blocked off by Damon. "And where do you think you're going? I'm not through with you yet!" Damon plowed his fist into Stefan's face, causing Stefan to stumble back from the blow. Stefan glared angrily at Damon before throwing him through the window. Glass fell to the ground and stood out like spikes. Stefan narrowly missed them and jumped out into the night just as Damon pushed his fist into Stefan's stomach. Stefan grunted and did a roundhouse kick to Damon's head, pushing him backwards and making him fall. An animal-like snarl rippled through Damon's chest as he threw Stefan into the air and quickly grabbed a tree branch. Stefan's eyes widened as unbelievable pain traveled everywhere in his body. Damon barely missed Stefan's heart be a few inches but that was good enough. He dragged Stefan towards the graveyard and threw his body in a deserted place. Stefan stared wide-eyed at his brother as Damon pulled off his ring and threw it as far into the darkness as it would go. "Have fun in hell, Stefan." 

"Why, Damon? Why are you doing this to me, your own brother?"

Damon scoffed as he glared at Stefan with uncaring eyes. "You're no brother of mine." Stefan watched as Damon vanished, along with the darkness that clouded the sky.

Damon soon snapped back to the present and his eyes lingered on the two graves infront of him. The sun was beginning to set, pink and orange colors painted the skies as the sun slowly faded away. Damon took one last look at Katherine's grave. "Happy Anniversary." He started to get up and leave when a shadow in the distance caught his eye. "Elena." he whispered.

Elena walked up to him, wrapping her arms around him and rubbing his back soothingly. "I know that you love her and that you'll never get over her, Damon. But Stefan didn't take away everything from you." She smiled as she kissed him fully on the lips. Damon smiled as he kissed her back, picking her up in his arms and walking back towards the car. Elena stared into the pain in his broken eyes. It was getting better with time but the terrible aching in his eyes was still there. She wished she knew how she could take away his pain. It was so hard seeing him like this. 

Damon smiled as he kissed her. "I'll be fine."

They finally made it back to the car and got in, Damon sat in the passengers seat while Elena drove. The sadness was still clear as day in Damon's eyes. They say time heals wounds but it would be a couple of centuries before Damon was ever healed. Elena smiled sadly at Damon as she pulled into the driveway of their house and walked in. Anna and Jeremy stood at the front door, both looking down at the ground when Damon approached them. "We're so sorry Damon." they said in unison. 

Damon said nothing as he brushed past them and into the house, followed by Elena. Jeremy sighed. "It's been a hundred years already. You should have helped him move on."

Elena sighed. "It's not that easy Jeremy. Remember our parents?"

A look of sadness passed over Jeremy's face at the mention of his dead parents. "I remember."

"Then stop telling me to help Damon get over her! She will always be the woman he will love and I can't change that! I'm just trying to maybe make his life a little easier!"

Jeremy sighed. "I understand." He looked at Anna and they both left. Elena bid them goodbye before walking back into the house and closing the door. She found Damon sitting on the couch, drowning his sorrows with endless amounts of scotch. 

Elena cleared her throat. "I'm going to check on our daughter. You can come or you can stay there."

Damon watched as Elena walked up the stairs. He looked at the alcohol in his hands and set it on the table as he ascended up the stairs and went into the nursery where he found Elena holding their daughter. Elena looked up and could see a glint of happiness in those ocean blue eyes. It was fighting with the overwhelming sadness, trying to find a way to pull forward and conquer the pain. Somehow, she knew Damon was going to be okay and that one day, he was going to pull out of the past and move on with the future. 

The end