This is of the livres not the montrer it my first fan fiction hope everyone likes it.
The Daughter of the Moon!
chapter 1
Damon pov.
I sat there in Pairs in one of the many houses Stefan and I owned in Europe. It was weird not having him here to yell at me when I left women wondering mindlessly around the house before I kicked them out. So I sat there in the bedroom trying to sleep after sucking the blood of a pretty red head that came accueil with me after I went for a walk in a park suivant to the hotel. The clouds were covering the sky so there weren’t very many people there. So I start to fill the exhaustion take over me as I slowly drifted into unconsciousness.
I woke up at 6:30pm and decided to go for a fly in the woods to see what was there so I could hunt some animaux and not always humans. I walked out of the hotel to see my black Ferrari in the parking lot, I had no need for it but I didn’t want to have to fly ou run everywhere. I started for the cover of the trees so I could change into my corbeau, corneille form. When I reached the cover of the trees I was suddenly a huge black crow. It felt good to be in this form were I could soar through the sky’s as a hunter, like I have been since Katherine changed me centuries ago.
I soared through the sky over trees and animals. I was headed toward the sound of water when I saw something that looked like a human girl. I colombe to the ground and changed back into my original form. As I got closer to the shape I saw it was a girl, I started to run to her to see if she was dead. I carefully moved the beautiful dark brown hair from her face. I could see that she was quite beautiful she had bronze colored skin. Her eyes were shut so I couldn’t see the color, but I could feel a faint pulse, so she was still alive. I picked her up and her body slumped, her head fell back. I carefully laid her head against my chest and started to run to the house.
The Daughter of the Moon!
chapter 1
Damon pov.
I sat there in Pairs in one of the many houses Stefan and I owned in Europe. It was weird not having him here to yell at me when I left women wondering mindlessly around the house before I kicked them out. So I sat there in the bedroom trying to sleep after sucking the blood of a pretty red head that came accueil with me after I went for a walk in a park suivant to the hotel. The clouds were covering the sky so there weren’t very many people there. So I start to fill the exhaustion take over me as I slowly drifted into unconsciousness.
I woke up at 6:30pm and decided to go for a fly in the woods to see what was there so I could hunt some animaux and not always humans. I walked out of the hotel to see my black Ferrari in the parking lot, I had no need for it but I didn’t want to have to fly ou run everywhere. I started for the cover of the trees so I could change into my corbeau, corneille form. When I reached the cover of the trees I was suddenly a huge black crow. It felt good to be in this form were I could soar through the sky’s as a hunter, like I have been since Katherine changed me centuries ago.
I soared through the sky over trees and animals. I was headed toward the sound of water when I saw something that looked like a human girl. I colombe to the ground and changed back into my original form. As I got closer to the shape I saw it was a girl, I started to run to her to see if she was dead. I carefully moved the beautiful dark brown hair from her face. I could see that she was quite beautiful she had bronze colored skin. Her eyes were shut so I couldn’t see the color, but I could feel a faint pulse, so she was still alive. I picked her up and her body slumped, her head fell back. I carefully laid her head against my chest and started to run to the house.
They heard the door close and wondered who came barging in, until a familiar, female and British voice solved the mystery.
“Anyone home?” Rebekah called from downstairs.
“Ugh” Damon sighed. “I’ll go” He stood up and walked to the door, but when he wanted to open it, the door was slammed in his face and Rebekah barged in. She held a guy in her right hand and a blood bag in her left hand.
“What are toi doing here?” Elena asked tired.
“I came to apologize” Rebekah explained flighty, while she tossed the bag to Damon. “I was wrong to bite you. It’s just that I busted Stefan smooching with that vamp strumpet and toi look like her, so I got carried away. I don’t understand what it is that draws Stefan to women with your appearances. You’re not even that pretty”
“I appreciate your honesty” Elena commenté sarcastically.
“Hey, I’m as open as your legs were last night” Rebekah replied blunt and Elena’s cheeks turned red.
“Anyone home?” Rebekah called from downstairs.
“Ugh” Damon sighed. “I’ll go” He stood up and walked to the door, but when he wanted to open it, the door was slammed in his face and Rebekah barged in. She held a guy in her right hand and a blood bag in her left hand.
“What are toi doing here?” Elena asked tired.
“I came to apologize” Rebekah explained flighty, while she tossed the bag to Damon. “I was wrong to bite you. It’s just that I busted Stefan smooching with that vamp strumpet and toi look like her, so I got carried away. I don’t understand what it is that draws Stefan to women with your appearances. You’re not even that pretty”
“I appreciate your honesty” Elena commenté sarcastically.
“Hey, I’m as open as your legs were last night” Rebekah replied blunt and Elena’s cheeks turned red.
Rachel stroke her fingers through her hair. “Oh my God. What have I done?” she mumbled agitated. “Think, Rachel, think” She looked around. Then she grabbed Gabe’s feet and dragged him to the farthest corner.
She ran to the stairs and went to the cuisine where she searched the drawers for matches. In her panic she forgot she had been living here for about twenty years and the matches lay in the seconde drawer suivant to the cupboard underneath the sink ever since. She pulled it open and grabbed the matches. Then she opened the fridge and took out a bottle of Malt Whisky. She ran back downstairs to the body. She opened the bottle of Malt and poured its content over the body. Then she stroke a match and let it fall down and watch how Gabe went up into flames.
As she watched him burn a sudden agony fulfilled her body and she dropped the bottle. She fell down on her knees and felt her body contracting and convulsing while she screamed.
She ran to the stairs and went to the cuisine where she searched the drawers for matches. In her panic she forgot she had been living here for about twenty years and the matches lay in the seconde drawer suivant to the cupboard underneath the sink ever since. She pulled it open and grabbed the matches. Then she opened the fridge and took out a bottle of Malt Whisky. She ran back downstairs to the body. She opened the bottle of Malt and poured its content over the body. Then she stroke a match and let it fall down and watch how Gabe went up into flames.
As she watched him burn a sudden agony fulfilled her body and she dropped the bottle. She fell down on her knees and felt her body contracting and convulsing while she screamed.
Elena took a deep breath and started running down the hill. However, the herbe on the colline started growing really fast and pushed Elena back. Elena angry pushed the herbe away and came halfway the hill.
Then the earth started shaking and Elena rolled down.
The road that led to the open field cracked open and Elena’s feet got stuck in one of the cracks.
“Ha, damn it!” she cursed and she pulled her leg, but she couldn’t déplacer it. The crack grew bigger and soon she fell in a whole. A deep one.
She looked up and saw how the crack slowly closed again.
“Elena”
Elena grabbed the mur which was raw and cut her hands open, but she didn’t care. With a fierce determination she climbed up and out of the crack. She crawled away from the crack, dodged the other cracks and reached the open field.
Then the earth started shaking and Elena rolled down.
The road that led to the open field cracked open and Elena’s feet got stuck in one of the cracks.
“Ha, damn it!” she cursed and she pulled her leg, but she couldn’t déplacer it. The crack grew bigger and soon she fell in a whole. A deep one.
She looked up and saw how the crack slowly closed again.
“Elena”
Elena grabbed the mur which was raw and cut her hands open, but she didn’t care. With a fierce determination she climbed up and out of the crack. She crawled away from the crack, dodged the other cracks and reached the open field.
