DAMON SALVATORE
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Post by DAMON SALVATORE on May 30, 2017 13:48:47 GMT
Home, sweet home. Well, two out of three wasn’t bad Damon supposed. Mystic Falls had once been home, a sprawling estate of a home out in the woods which his dad had ruled with an iron hand, and it was home once again now. A year ago he wouldn’t have called it that, it was just a stopping point, a place to drop by to make Stefan and Zach’s lives a misery, but thanks to his brother, to Elena and the rest of those pesky kids, the Boarding House had started to become something more again. Rolling across the state lines it’d felt a little like there was a line tying him to the place, a sense of home he didn’t want. Tugging against it he’d followed the mystery blonde through the woods to feed, his first act of defiance back on home turf, but instead of a snack he’d gotten a mouthful of vervain and had been roped in to dealing with something killing things in his town. Wasn’t that the way it had been time and time again during that last stay in town? Big bad, pissed off thing targets some sweet, helpless little human, Satan spawn, sarcastic vampire gets dragged in to deal with it against his will. It wasn’t the way things were supposed to be but hell, when were things ever the way they were supposed to be. Drumming his fingers against the steering wheel Damon scowled up at the house. He was supposed to have gotten the girl, to have sprung Katherine from the tomb finally and been a thousand miles away from here now. Instead Katherine had been free all along, free not to give a damn that he’d been in love with her for over a hundred years and he was back here, half convinced that he was falling for his brother’s girlfriend.
Cursing under his breath he got out of the Camaro, strode towards the front door of the Boarding House. He wasn’t gonna do that again. The whole point of coming home was to protect Elena, to protect Stefan, from whatever it was that was coming here. Once that was over he was gonna be gone again, free of this town and the Petrova doppelgangers. No guilt, no stinging pride, no expectations hanging over him like a dark cloud just ready to dump its load on him. Anticipating the shadow of that dark cloud sticking around for now at least Damon levered his way out of the car. A smile, a swagger, the mask was back up in place as he opened the front door and made his way inside. Damon tossed his jacket on the newel post, let a narrowed eyed gaze work its way up the stairs. He could almost feel his brother in the house, just sitting up in his room judging. Looking away, Damon made his way towards the living room, voice finally rising as he went. ”No red carpet, no fatted calf, no wailing welcome. How disappointing.” The diatribe paused as he headed straight for the liquor. Two fingers of bourbon in the bottom of a glass and he was dropping bonelessly onto the couch. Blue eyes rolled towards the doorway as he heard motion. ”I was beginning to think you wouldn’t be glad to see me,” he added almost sweetly. Stretching out his legs, crossing them at the ankles Damon took a long sip of the bourbon. Given what had happened before he’d left town he wouldn’t have been surprised if his warm welcome was ice cold.
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STEFAN SALVATORE
Vampire
Doppelganger
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Mechanic
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Bonnie Bennett
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Emma
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Post by STEFAN SALVATORE on Jun 11, 2017 14:23:13 GMT
Ever since he returned to Mystic Falls things had been a mess. First Damon had been quite happy going around town and using people as he pleased, even turning Vicki Donovan because he was bored, and his actions together with those of other vampires in town had been enough to draw unwanted attention their way. The activation of the Gilbert Device had been the starting point, so many vampires had lost their lives that day but there had been one other casualty among them – Richard Lockwood. Even now Stefan didn’t know why he too had been affected by the Device but that was a mystery he had a feeling that they would get to solve sooner or later. For now they had bigger problems to worry about, though. Katherine hadn’t been in the tomb the way that Damon had felt certain that she was and even though Stefan didn’t agree with the lengths that his brother had gone to in order to open the tomb and find out he did feel bad for him. Damon had loved Katherine and would have become a vampire to be with her willingly. His brother would have left him far behind so that he and Katherine could have rode off into the sunset together and that was something that still bothered Stefan even now. Despite the fact that Damon had promised him an eternity of misery after he was made to complete the transition and that was something that his brother seemed intent on sticking to Stefan still loved him and he would be lying if he said that deep down there wasn’t still a part of him that hoped that the brother he had known throughout his childhood was still in there somewhere and might eventually put in an appearance. At the moment any chance of that happening seemed to be pretty far off, however. Months had passed since Damon thought that he had kissed Elena and while it was true that Stefan was still angry with his brother for trying something when he knew that the two of them were together he knew that his brother was hurting because of Katherine so he was doing his best to ignore it. As things stood Damon had been gone for a while now, he had left so that he could get his head together and the truth was that the Boarding House had been far too quiet without him in the weeks that had followed. Having Skylar and Tatia around now helped but there was still a part of Stefan that missed his brother even if he knew that it wasn’t necessarily going to be easy to let his guard down around him at the moment. That day Stefan was alone at the Boarding House and as he heard a car pull up at the house and the front door open followed by a familiar voice he knew that was probably going to be a good thing. The last thing he needed was for Damon to say something to either of the girls and make them feel like they were no longer welcome so he knew that he had to head him off at the pass and explain the situation before he met either of them. Leaving the book that he had borrowed from Ric so that he could do some research on the Mikaelsons open on his bed, Stefan made his way downstairs and leaned against the banister as he reached the living room. “I was beginning to think you weren’t going to come back at all. Did you figure out what you needed to?” he asked as he looked over at his brother. There was a time before Damon left when it had felt like the two of them were getting back to being brothers once more but now he wasn’t sure where they stood. DAMON SALVATORE
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DAMON SALVATORE
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Post by DAMON SALVATORE on Jun 12, 2017 18:46:47 GMT
When you took great pains to burn as many bridges as possible in the town you’d once called home was it fair or even sane to think you could come back and find them all magically rebuilt? Probably not but nobody had ever accused Damon Salvatore of being either of those things. He was a malicious dick, hell bent on making his brother’s life a misery for forcing him to complete a transition a part of him had honestly never expected to actually happen. He’d believed every word out of Katherine’s mouth as she’d groomed him, had willingly fed from his delicate wrist, from the cool flesh of her neck as she’d pierced a vein for him. And when it had become clear that he’d been nothing but a sap that part of him that’d already been a little cracked by a childhood of abuse and an ego that was determined to hurt others before it could be hurt, he’d taken a flaming torch to those bridges. Stinging pride could be a bitch, a broken heart on top of that was enough to make you want to raze the town to the ground. Crossing the town lines, eyeing the blonde making her way through the woods Damon wondered whether he would have done just that if it hadn’t been for those feelings for his brother’s girlfriend creeping in to start bringing life back to the scorched ground Katherine had left behind. He’d done it to Stefan once, had known his brother’s feelings for Katherine all along and had still wanted her. Thinking that they’d lost her on the morning they’d rewoken in transition none of this, this eternal life, had seemed worth it. A thousand years without Katherine … it had seemed impossible to fathom even after Stefan had pushed him to finish his transition … now it seemed like paradise.
Damon had half expected her to come strolling down the stairs as he’d walked back in, draped over Stefan’s arm, foolish his little brother into believing every lie that dripped from her perfect ruby lips. Right behind her would be Stefan, disappointment on his face. Absence in this case most likely hadn’t made the heart grow any fonder. Still, he’d come home, aiming to do the right thing even if it grated every single nerve in his body to admit it. Poker face on, glib tongue specially shined for his return Damon had swanned right back in, just like he’d never left. There, bridges intact, just like he’d thought. Calling up the stairs, goading his brother into at least a semi-fond welcome home Damon made his way into the living room. He took the ‘it’s five o’clock somewhere’ approach to the ever present bottle of bourbon, sipping from the glass as his brother came into view on the staircase. Gesturing with his glass to the chair opposite, Damon smiled sweetly. ”Aw, I knew you missed me really. Just get the fatted calf out later, make it a celebratory dinner.” The mask cracked for a moment at the question in his brother’s words. Dark brows drawing together Damon took another gulp of the bourbon, reaching for the bottle to top himself back up. ”I got my head cleared,” he admitted tightly. ”Until I started hearing whispers out there about Mystic Falls. You can’t escape the place brother, not even when you want to. Too early for you?” He gestured with the bottle, not wanting for an answer before he leaned over to snag a glass and pour two fingers for Stefan. Given his brother’s bleeding heart this little revelation wasn’t going to go down well. Stefan was going to throw himself right on top of this particular Original grenade.
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STEFAN SALVATORE
Vampire
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Emma
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Post by STEFAN SALVATORE on Jul 24, 2017 22:30:23 GMT
Between Skylar and Tatia Stefan often had company around the Boarding House but the truth was that it just wasn’t the same without Damon there, no matter how much he might hate to admit it. For years the two of them had been at each other’s throats, Stefan knew that he had been wrong to make Damon complete the transition so that he could have his brother by his side for eternity and he didn’t blame Damon at all for promising him all those years ago that he would make it an eternity of misery. Stefan hadn’t planned on becoming a vampire himself, he hadn’t known that Katherine was compelling him to drink her blood until it was too late and he had gone to see his father with good intentions. He had planned on saying goodbye to him and die rather than complete the transition but then his father had tried to attack him and Stefan had acted on instinct. Since that night Damon had hated him and even though they had come close to patching things up a few times over the years there had always been something that had stood in their way. When they were in London they had worked together really well to try and save both Claire and Violet and since then Stefan had asked Damon to join him in going to war so that they could both do some good with their lives. Unfortunately his brother hadn’t turned up and Stefan had gone alone but it had made him see that no matter how much evil there was in the world it was still possible to do something good and he refused to stop fighting for what he believed in. He knew that it wasn’t going to be easy to stop the ritual that Klaus was determined to carry out but he knew that there had to be a way and he had to find it but he knew that would be much easier with Damon’s help. As things stood his brother had been gone for some time and didn’t even know about their two new house guests. Stefan knew that he could have called Damon and told him but he could just imagine how that conversation would have gone so he knew that it was a much better one to be had face to face. It was just like Damon to walk back in like nothing had happened and the truth was that Stefan knew he really shouldn’t have expected any different. Damon liked playing by his own rules and showing how he was really feeling wasn’t something that he had ever done very well but Stefan at least knew the signs of when his brother was struggling by now. He knew that it hadn’t been easy for Damon to learn that Katherine was still alive after all and had simply chosen to live her life without either of them in it and Stefan couldn’t blame him for being upset. Truth be told even after everything that had happened he had been worried about his brother and he was glad to see that he was back. Before Damon left they had started to get their relationship back on track and even though Stefan knew that there were some pretty tough challenges coming their way he couldn’t deny that he still had hope that he would be able to get the brother he had always looked up to back one day. “Whatever gave you that idea?” Stefan asked, unable to resist teasing his brother as he sat down opposite him. Stefan’s next question had been a loaded one but for just a moment the mask that Damon always seemed to wear slipped and Stefan was able to see just how much it had affected his brother. Even when things between them were at their worst he never wanted Damon to hurt like that and he could only hope that his brother’s words were true. “I know it can’t be easy so if you need to talk to someone I’m here,” he offered even though he knew that chances were Damon would never take him up on it. He got the feeling that even now Damon was still trying to shield him from certain things so he knew that getting him to have a drink with Ric might work better. As Damon said he’d heard about Mystic Falls during his travels Stefan couldn’t stop his expression turning to one of surprise. “What did you hear?” he asked, not bothering to protest as Damon poured him a drink and instead thanking him before lifting the glass to his lips and taking a sip. DAMON SALVATORE
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DAMON SALVATORE
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Post by DAMON SALVATORE on Aug 7, 2017 17:56:06 GMT
For the first time in almost a century the Salvatore brothers had a common cause. He hadn’t often been prepared to stand by his brother’s side without an ulterior motive. Damon was sure the last real time he’d tried had been when Stefan had been shipping out to war, Lexi had stepped between them then, using her Little Miss Wise act to convince him to let Stefan go. Who knew where either one of them would’ve been if he’d climbed on board the train to ship out with Stefan. Probably not here, Damon supposed, although eventually he would’ve heard tale of a girl who looked like Katherine here in town. Fate had a funny way of working around road blocks, of eventually managing to toss one in your path that squashed you flat before you could get around it. Lexi had been one of those road blocks until he’d taken care of her … in a way he’d doubted Stefan would ever forgive, Katherine had been another one of them although he hadn’t known that until she’d pounded him into the ground. She’d been hanging over him all along, just waiting for the moment to drop, to flatten him. While he’d been gone he’d questioned whether or not that had been her plan all along, bottles of bourbon, vacuous encounters in bars, brief unsatisfying snacks giving him plenty of time to work it all through He still didn’t know, Damon doubted he would ever be sure, but the one thing he had realised as news had filtered its way across the country to him, was that he didn’t want to be her. He didn’t want to leave other people hanging in the wind, necks bared for fate to tear out, he didn’t want to get the news at some point that Elena was gone.
Some might’ve called it selfish and Damon knew he would’ve agreed with them if asked. He would’ve protested that Stefan was his brother and he was going to make good on his threat to make his brother’s life a misery for eternity. He would’ve lied, as he had done more often than not since his conscience had started to grow fangs of its own. They were blunt as he walked into the Boarding House this afternoon, even as the sweetly sour words tripped off his tongue in greeting. Blue eyes, crinkled at the corners with humour dropped to Stefan’s empty hands, the glass coming in to play in emphasis once more. ”The lack of a stake or a vervain dart,” he admitted. ”Although I guess that might’ve just proved how much you missed me, that you were just waiting for me to get back so you could lock my ass up in the cellar suite.” Things hadn’t been that bad when he’d left but the doppelgangers had still been between him and Stefan, Elena squirming there, drawing more of his attention than he should’ve been giving, especially considering his heart was still aching for Katherine.
That ache had been what he’d spent months on the road trying to drown. He’d almost managed it, at least until he’d walked back into the house and felt that sucker punch. There wasn’t much to celebrate, just another pool of poison in his gut to lance. Damon’s jaw flexed as he filled his glass, teeth gritting hard enough to make them ache as he forced his lips to half curve. ”Dr Stefan’s prepared to play shrink for his big brother huh?” The offer made that poison shift, had it burning in his gut once more with the need to lance it but he ignored it. There were more important things than how broken hearted he’d been. With the glass passed off to Stefan, Damon settled back on the couch, legs kicked out in front of him and crossed at the ankles. ”There’s something coming,” he said darkly. ”And it’s here for a doppelganger. Considering there’s only two and Katherine’s supposedly been running from this thing for centuries that only leaves one person in trouble and that’s Elena.” He lifted his glass, the gulp he took this time deep, burning its way down to the pit of his stomach to sizzle with that poison like vervain.
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STEFAN SALVATORE
Vampire
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Emma
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Post by STEFAN SALVATORE on Sept 29, 2017 20:40:10 GMT
For weeks Stefan had thought about contacting Damon and asking his brother for help finding a way to stop the ritual Klaus planned on performing but his brother had left so that he could get his head together and Stefan had respected his need for time. That didn’t mean that it had been easy, there were times when he had felt like his worry for what was coming their way was going to consume him completely but he had no choice but to stay strong for Elena and their friends. Instead of letting it get to him when they were around he had done his best to make everyone around him believe that he was just fine but when he was alone it was a different story. Pretty much every moment he was alone was spent trying to find a way to stop the ritual but so far he hadn’t found a thing and he was starting to lose hope. Not for the first time he found himself wondering if it would have been better for Elena and the others if he hadn’t returned to Mystic Falls in the first place but deep down he knew that this was something that would have caught up with her sooner or later anyway due to her connection to Katherine and it was the same for Tatia so all he could do was try and keep both girls safe. “If you don’t give me a reason to lock you up again then I won’t,” Stefan assured him. The last thing he wanted was to do that to Damon again but in the past his brother hadn’t really given him much of a choice. When he first returned to Mystic Falls Damon had been out of control, he had been feeding in a way that could have led to both of them being exposed and that was something that Stefan hadn’t wanted to happen. Not just that but Damon had gone after both Caroline and Vicki for no other reason than because he was bored and it had cost the latter her life. Too much innocent blood had been spilled and he knew that he needed to make sure no one else died if he could help it but things had been better between him and Damon than they had been for a while before he left so Stefan knew he just had to hope that they still stood a chance at being able to get back to being brothers again. “If it’s a choice between that or you doing something reckless again then yeah, I’m sure I can manage it,” he nodded. The truth was he was worried about Damon so it talking things through helped then he would do it without so much as a second thought. No matter what happened Damon was still his brother and one thing Stefan had learned a long time ago was that nothing was going to change that. As Damon spoke again, Stefan took another sip of his drink. He hadn’t known how he was going to break the news about Tatia to his brother but he had a feeling that now was as good a time as any. “Actually that leaves two people in trouble,” he corrected. “We have a couple of new house guests and one of them is another doppelganger. Her name is Tatia and she was born over a thousand years ago,” he explained as he drained the rest of the contents of his glass in one go. “An Original Vampire needs either Elena or Tatia to break a curse and I need your help protecting them both,” he added even though he had a feeling he knew exactly what his brother’s answer was going to be. DAMON SALVATORE
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DAMON SALVATORE
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Post by DAMON SALVATORE on Oct 21, 2017 15:13:37 GMT
There was always a reason for his punishment, his transgressions great and small drawing the sort of backlash that would’ve been called criminal if he’d been human instead of a vampire. It was as weak an excuse as his father had to beat him when he’d suspected him of stealing, but still telling him it was for his own good much of the time was a cop out. Had he deserved to be locked up for compelling Caroline, for turning Vicki? Probably, he’d acted without thinking on both occasions, greed and love for a woman who hadn’t loved him back twisting him arm. It would’ve been easy to blame Katherine for it all, Giuseppe too but that would’ve made him just like his father, passing the buck, blaming everybody else for the sort of weakness that was just written into his DNA. Over the years he’d heard ‘why aren’t you more like your brother’ more often than he could stomach but the truth was Stefan was the golden boy, always had been. He was prepared to take the guilt on his shoulders, to use it to drive him to constantly try and do the right thing. Stefan had killed hundreds maybe even thousands but his conscience stopped those around him from calling him a monster. Lexi had always seen something redeemable in him, had tried to guide his wayward big brother back towards that bright, shiny, righteous path, but Damon doubted he was ever going to be the white knight here. He was the black sheep of the Salvatores, the rash, feckless screw up … who’d had to run from town because he’d had his heart crushed by the woman whose hands he’d pushed it into.
His own hands rose again now, the glass dangling from his fingertips. He supposed he hadn’t exactly endeared himself to anyone when he’d been in town before, his desperation to free Katherine stripping away what guilt he might’ve felt over compelling Caroline, over working Sheila Bennett to death. It would’ve been easier to walk away from Mystic Falls, to let the hatred die down but this time Damon hadn’t taken the easy way out. ”You mean don’t be my usual dickish-self? Now brother, that’s a big ask,” he drawled, his words rimed with just a thin, brittle edge of bitterness. Leaving town was an attempt to shrug off that part of him, the part driven to its venomous heights by his feelings for Katherine. Damon made a sound low in his throat as Stefan said he was willing to play shrink for him, something that might’ve been amusement. He stretched out his legs, his smile still forced. ”You’ll hear every grim story I can tell about what I’ve done, every whining words about how Katherine broke my heart if it means I won’t go out there and start whipping up trouble? Anybody ever tell you how much of a masochist you are little brother?” Lancing that pool of poison was only going to destroy what they’d started building back between them, respect disappearing with the admittance of every crappy thing he’d done to make his brother miserable. There were some things better left in the closet, at least for now. Especially when his brother had the sort of news that had him straightening up immediately, blue eyes narrowed. ”There’s a third?” he asked incredulously. ”And you’ve invited her to live here? Did you ever think it would just be easier to hand her right over to this Original Vampire? He has what he wants, Elena’s safe and we have what we want?” And there was callous Damon again, willing to let other people suffer just as long as it meant he got what he wanted. Of course Stefan wouldn’t have considered it, not when he’d already befriending this thousand year old doppelganger, one who mysteriously showed up and insinuated herself into their lives just when someone was looking for Elena.
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Post by STEFAN SALVATORE on Jan 18, 2018 8:43:23 GMT
Despite everything that had happened between the two of them, Stefan knew that his brotherly instinct towards Damon had never disappeared. He knew that he was responsible for everything that had happened since they became vampires, he had been so scared of spending his new eternal life without his brother that he had forced Damon to complete the transition with him and that action, while it had been done out of good intentions, was exactly what had driven a wedge between them in the first place. Now they knew that Katherine was alive there was a split second where he had thought that perhaps that might make things better between them but knowing that Katherine had never been trapped in the tomb in the first place and had instead been living her life without either of them in it had devastated Damon and the truth was that Stefan could understand that. For a long time he had convinced himself that Katherine had compelled him into loving her even though deep down he had always known that it was impossible given what he knew about compulsion but it had helped. Being reminded that she never could have compelled his love had given him a lot to process and he knew that it had to have been ten times worse for Damon after learning that she wasn’t in the tomb after all. He understood his brother’s need to take some time out and while it was true that he had been worried about Damon while he was away at the same time Stefan had known that it was probably exactly what he had needed. Now he was back and things were still a little strained between them but Stefan knew better than to give up the hope that they might be able to get things back to the way they used to be between them one day. Growing up Damon hadn’t just been his brother, he had also been his best friend, his protector, and Stefan refused to believe that the Damon he had once known was gone forever. A lot had changed between them and they had both done some awful things but when push came to shove they were always there for each other and he knew that that had to count for something. “That may be so but I know you could do it if you wanted to,” Stefan shrugged. Damon had ruffled more than a few feathers the first time that he was in Mystic Falls and that wasn’t going to be easily set right but Stefan knew that his brother could find a way to do it if he really put his mind to it, the question was more whether Damon wanted to do it than if he was capable of doing so. As he spoke again, Stefan shook his head. “I wouldn’t say that but if it will stop you having the urge to kill innocent people then I’ll do it,” he explained. The last thing he wanted was for Damon to go about things the way he had done last time as that had just resulted in people getting hurt and there had also been a few casualties along the way. He still hadn’t forgotten that Damon was the one who had turned Vicki and killed Lexi and if there was any chance that he could stop him from doing that again then he had to take it. Stefan couldn’t say that he was surprised when Damon’s first thought was to hand Tatia over to Klaus and he found himself studying his brother carefully for a moment. “Elena asked me to help her and that is what I’ve been doing. We’re not handing her over Damon, she is as innocent in all of this as Elena is,” he explained, hoping that his brother would understand. It would be just like Damon to act rashly and hand her over anyway but something told Stefan that Elena would never forgive him if that happened, nor would Elijah. “We have to find a way to stop this ritual without anyone getting hurt and that includes Tatia.” The Original Vampire had filled him in a little about the ritual and he knew that it was time that Damon learned the truth too. “Klaus’ brother Elijah is in town and he told me a little about what Klaus is trying to do. Apparently he doesn’t just need a doppelganger, he also needs a vampire and a werewolf so we need to watch our step.”DAMON SALVATORE
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DAMON SALVATORE
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Post by DAMON SALVATORE on Jan 25, 2018 19:56:47 GMT
There had been a time when Stefan had looked up to him, the adoring little brother toddling in his footsteps all over the estate. The two of them had been thick as thieves, probably to Giuseppe’s absolute disgust. The failure blackening the golden boy, filling his head with the sort of nonsense that would just have to be erased later. It hadn’t mattered at the time, as long as the two of them stood side by side there were few in Mystic Falls who could divide them. That was, until Katherine had come along. She’d managed to do what Giuseppe never had, she’d started to make the ground between them fall away. By the time Giuseppe had stared down the barrel at them it had seemed like the cracks were already there, widening slowly as Katherine sucked him in further and further. It’d been obvious to anybody with eyes that his brother had fallen hard for her but that hadn’t stopped him from bedding Katherine and it sure as hell hadn’t stopped him from wanting to die when it had seemed as though Katherine had burned in the church that night. Stefan hadn’t let him, he’d forced the change on him and God had he hated him for that. Damon stared at his brother now, wondering if Stefan still saw him as the brother who’d handed his best friend over to the Founder’s Council to throw the scent off of himself or if he was looking back a century and a half go to a time when they’d been best friends as well as brothers.
Even if it his brother wasn’t feeling quite that nostalgic, Stefan was certainly being far more supportive than he’d imagined. They’d not been on the best of terms the last time he’d arrived in town but sometime between them opening the tomb and his hightailing it out of town, something had shifted. Damon’s eyes narrowed faintly, dark brows drawing together as he considered whether the tarnish would come off of his halo at this point. ”You think I could be a choir boy?” he asked, some amusement in his tone. ”You always did have rose coloured spectacles on.” The words could’ve been harsh but there was a faint warmth to them instead. Stefan was probably the only one in town who believed he was truly capable of turning things around, even Casey probably had a kernel of doubt in her mind. He could tell the others til he was blue in face that he wasn’t going to pull the same tricks but they’d always believe otherwise. Damon sighed, shaking his own right back at his brother. ”Definite masochist. I’m gonna save you from yourself brother and not subject you to that. I can promise for now that I won’t go out looking to get blood on my hands.” For now being the operative words there. With the current dark cloud hanging over them he couldn’t keep his word forever. If it came down to choice between Tatia and Elena, he knew there wouldn’t really be a choice for him. Against Stefan’s wishes he’d hand the doppelganger over. ”You’d rather lose Elena?” There was a trace of disbelief in his voice now. ”Doesn’t sound like we’ll get to save everybody here Stefan.” Truth was they rarely managed to do just that. The Doubting Thomas part of him had Damon shaking his head now. ”The two of us and Klaus’ traitor brother are gonna manage to stop this ritual. Now why does that sound like a plan for failure to me … oh and it gets better.” Stefan’s words drew a chuckle out of him as he pushed to his feet to head to start to pace the room. ”You can guarantee whose names’ll go top of the vampire pile. This isn’t exactly wolf central either.” It meant they had to watch their backs through all of this or Elena wouldn’t be the only one possibly dying here.
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Post by STEFAN SALVATORE on May 18, 2018 20:42:35 GMT
When he and Damon were younger the two of them were best friends and Stefan had never thought that anything would be able to change that. He had been devastated when Damon had gone off to war and he had sought comfort in getting to know Katherine when she arrived at the Veritas Estate. Until then he and Damon liking the same girl had never been a problem but she had changed everything and even now things weren’t the same between the two of them. Stefan knew that his brother hated him for making him complete the transition but he hadn’t wanted to go through his life as a vampire without his best friend by his side. He knew that he had been selfish but his intentions had been good although he still wasn’t sure if Damon would ever be able to see that. For over a hundred years his brother had hated him and Stefan couldn’t really blame him but he still had hope that one day they would be able to get their relationship back on track. Things were better now between them than they had been for a long time but he knew just how easy it would be for one thing to tip the scales the other way and that was the last thing that he wanted. Knowing that Katherine was alive after all had come as a complete shock to both of them, so much so that Damon had left town so that he could take some time to get his head around it, but now that the truth was out in the open he couldn’t deny that he had hope that sooner or later he might end up getting his brother back properly. For now they also had other things to worry about but having Damon back was a good distraction from that for a while. Talking to Elijah had opened his eyes to a lot of things, he had learned more about the ritual and Elijah had confirmed that werewolves were real after all but they still hadn’t come up with a solution as to how they were going to find a way to stop the ritual. If they didn’t then innocent people were going to die and that was something that Stefan knew he couldn’t let happen. So much of his time and energy had been spent desperately trying to find a way to stop the ritual lately that he knew it would do him some good to think about something else for a while. “I wouldn’t go that far, I’ve just always believed in you more than you do,” he assured his brother. Damon had given him plenty of reasons to give up on him but Stefan still believed that the brother he had grown up with, the one he had always looked up to when he was younger and the one who had always protected him from their father, was still in there somewhere and even now he wasn’t ready to give up hope that that version of Damon might end up making an appearance again sooner or later. “I’m going to hold you to that,” Stefan said, knowing that he could trust Damon to stick to his word at least for the time being. His brother had made it clear that he enjoyed toying with people and Stefan had seen for himself that Damon also enjoyed killing but he believed him when he said that he would hold off for now, he just hoped that it would be for the foreseeable future. As Damon spoke again, Stefan shook his head. “You know I wouldn’t, I love her,” he said, disgusted that Damon could even think such a thing. “With or without your help I’m going to make sure that nothing happens to Elena but I’m also going to respect her wishes and do what I can for Tatia. They both deserve to live so we need to stop fighting each other and find a way to stop this.” That was going to be much easier said than done but he knew that they had to try. Stefan never would have been able to bring himself to hand Tatia over anyway but the fact that Elena had asked him to help the other girl meant that there was no way he was going to do anything to let her down. As Damon spoke again, Stefan felt a half smile tug at the corner of his mouth. “We’re probably going to end up there because of our connection to Elena anyway so we might as well go down fighting,” he shrugged. From what Elijah had told him there were only three sacrifices needed for the ritual anyway so if it came down to it he knew that he would do what he had to in order to save his brother. “As for the werewolves, it sounds like there might be more in town than there appears. I’ve been hearing a few strange things around town, rumours about wolves out in the woods, so I think everyone Klaus needs is here in town.”DAMON SALVATORE
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Post by DAMON SALVATORE on May 31, 2018 20:01:07 GMT
Giuseppe had done a real number on him, that much had been obvious to practically everybody in Mystic Falls. Whipped little Damon, not good enough to take over Veritas when the time came, only good enough to head off to war and hopefully die in some muddy field somewhere. Giuseppe could sit there with his council cronies, lamenting the loss of his first born while continuing to groom Stefan for bigger, better things. If it hadn’t been for that talk he’d had at the front, on the night before he would’ve walked into a slaughter, Damon knew he might have stayed, might had died. He didn’t have the guts then to turn against his father, only a belly yellow enough to return home and try and act like there’d been nothing wrong with the way he’d run. Stefan had never seen him as a coward, not even after all that had happened between them. Over a century of doing every damn thing possible to make Stefan’s existence a living misery and his brother was still willing to stand by him. He hadn’t understood it before, had only tried harder to mess up every good thing Stefan ever got his hands on but coming back … maybe somehow he’d changed, at least enough not to want to burn every damn bridge he’d somehow built here. Some, sure, Damon knew he’d take matches to those without a second thought but Stefan … with his brother something had changed and the fact that they were sitting here like this instead of taking lumps out of each other, verbal or otherwise, was proof of that.
Damon snorted as his brother backpedalled a little. He wasn’t a saint, would never be a saint in the way Stefan was and somehow both of them seemed to be fine with that. Giuseppe, well, he’d have been rolling in his grave and Damon was fine with that too. ”You were always the idealist,” Damon murmured, just a touch of amusement touching his voice. ”And stubborn enough never to give up.” Not even when it would’ve been wiser to. Time and time again Stefan had pulled his ass out of the fire while he’d pushed his brother’s ass into it. This was a clean slate though, at least as long as it needed to be. Mouth twisting wryly, Damon held a hand up in a boy scout salute. This was gonna be easier said than done, especially if boredom set in. Blue eyes narrowing as the conversation grew serious, Damon shook his head. ”So if it’s down to her or Tatia, you’ll pick Elena and let Tatia die.” Damon knew that his brother would move heaven and earth to avoid that dilemma but they weren’t the ones in control here. Hands up, Damon warded off his brother’s words. ”I said I was gonna help and I meant it. I’m just being the realist here Stefan. We might not get our way.” In fact, given their luck, they weren’t going to get it their way. Niklaus Mikaelson was gonna come out on top here and blood will fill the streets, including his own. Puffing out a breath, Damon headed back for the bottle. ”Don’t we always?” he asked as he began to pour for himself. ”I guess Katherine made sure it was going to happen anyway.” She’d played the two of them off of one another from the start but she wasn’t going to get her own way this time either. If this was gonna need a vampire to die, then he’d be the one to do it. Damon’s voice held a heavy does of sarcasm when it emerged again. ”Wonderful. So that means any minute now he’ll come rolling into town. You planning on heading out into those woods to hand out sharply worded warnings to anyone sporting a fur coat?” Damon wouldn’t put it beyond his brother. If Stefan had his way they’d all come out of this alive.
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Post by STEFAN SALVATORE on Nov 19, 2018 20:15:00 GMT
Stefan knew that chances were not everyone was going to make it through the ritual alive, things never seemed to go completely their way after all, but that didn’t mean that they couldn’t still try and make sure that everyone stayed safe. He had no idea how they were going to stop Klaus from completing the ritual or if he even could be stopped considering he had already waited hundreds of years for another human doppelganger to be found but Stefan knew that he wasn’t going to give up without a fight. Elena didn’t deserve to have her life cut short for Klaus’ ritual nor did Tatia and there were others who were needed for it too. Stefan had been doing his best to come up with another way but so far he kept drawing a blank so if he was honest he was glad that Damon was back in town. Even though they’d had their differences over the years Damon was still his brother and Stefan knew that he could trust him to have his back when he really needed it. Damon didn’t always do the right thing but when push came to shove no matter how much Damon hated him he always came through in the end and Stefan knew that he just had to trust that the same thing would happen again. They were always better when they worked together and he knew that they stood a much better chance keeping everyone safe if he was working alone. “I’m not the only one who never gives up, I got that from you,” Stefan grinned. He had always looked up to Damon while he was growing up, he had idolized his brother and the truth was that he still did even now despite the fact that Damon probably still hated him for making him complete the transition. No matter what happened they were always going to be family and no amount of bad blood could come between that. “You’re right though, I’m not going to give up on any of them and I hope you won’t either,” he added. Stefan knew that Damon often did what he thought was the right thing despite the fall out that it might cause and he wouldn’t be surprised if Tatia ended up falling prey to his brother’s best intentions but he hoped that it wouldn’t come to that and he would do everything he could to make sure that it didn’t happen. “In an ideal world neither of them will have to die for this ritual,” Stefan said, knowing that the world they were living in was far from ideal. He knew that he had dodged the question but the truth was that it wasn’t something that he even wanted to think about so for now he knew that he just had to believe that there had to be another way. “I know,” he nodded as Damon said that they might not get their way. That was something that was weighing heavily on Stefan’s mind but for now at least he knew he wasn’t ready to give up hope. “I appreciate the help anyway.” When Damon first returned to Mystic Falls Stefan knew that there was no way that his brother would have made such an offer so it really did mean a lot that Damon was willing to at least try and help. As Damon spoke again Stefan knew that his brother was only joking but his voice was completely serious as he spoke. “If that’s what it takes.”DAMON SALVATORE
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Post by DAMON SALVATORE on Nov 25, 2018 19:32:10 GMT
Doom and gloom in Mystic Falls. The same as it ever was. A hundred and fifty years ago Giuseppe had been casting a pall upon the place, his merry little band of councilmen not only stomping out everything supernatural in town, or at least trying to, but any happiness amongst their own families too. Even Niklaus Mikaelson allowed a little merriment, admittedly most of it seemed to be his own. If he hadn’t hated vampires and disappointing sons Giuseppe might just have seen something to like in the megalomaniac, after all, they both liked to keep people under their thumbs. His father had sent him off to war to try and get rid of him, rumour had it that Klaus had methods just as brutal to take care of his siblings when they proved a disappointment. Maybe that would be best for them all, only one Original to deal with at a time would make this whole protecting Elena thing far easier. The quicker she was safe from Niklaus, the sooner he could consider heading back out of town. Damon knew it wasn’t what Stefan would want, not with them finding steady ground again instead of standing on either side of the gulf that’d built when his brother practically forced him to transition, but he still wasn’t a hundred percent sure he could stay put in Mystic Falls with Katherine still haunting the place. Undoubtedly Niklaus being foiled and leaving again would give her the room to return, if she wanted to prolong the misery she’d already kept him in for the last century and a half.
Everybody else would likely have expected Damon Salvatore to chicken out and run again, but not Stefan. His little brother always believed he knew him best and remained optimistic no matter how many times he’d let him down. Damon raked his teeth over his lower lip. ”Giuseppe would’ve warned you not to take after me in any way,” he quipped lightly. In a way Stefan was right, not that he’d tell him that, for a century and a half he hadn’t given up … and just look how far that had gotten him. Letting out a sigh, Damon shook his head. ”Wouldn’t have expected anything different from my little brother and I’m just ornery enough not to do what any of them think I’ll do and abandon them to Klaus either.” If there was anything he was absolutely, it was stubborn. He might’ve promised not to hand Tatia straight over now but Damon knew if it honestly came down to it and one had to die, it was going to have to be Tatia.
Mouth twisting wryly, Damon slouched back on the sofa. ”This isn’t an ideal world little brother. We haven’t got great odds when it comes to stopping this thing.” But both of them were going to try anyway. They were idiots, the pair of them. Idiots throwing themselves into another war where they could both die and this time it was for a girl, a pair of girls, and not the freaking glory of the South. Pouring himself a healthy shot of bourbon with one hand, Damon waved off his brother’s appreciation with the other. ”If I’m gonna get killed for a cause, it might as well be here,” he muttered. And for someone who mattered, someone who would keep an eye on Stefan if this did turn sour and he got his heart pulped watching out for his little brother. Damon lifted the bottle, shook it in Stefan’s direction as he eyed his brother. Rolling his eyes over its lip he snorted. ”I can see why I’m back now. You need a better plan than that to keep the werewolves out of his hands. Tell me you’ve at least got a lead one or two of them here.” If they didn’t even know who went full on furry at the full moon they had no chance of taking that ingredient out of the equation.
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