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You’re a Monster, but I want you
What does that say about me?
The softness of the song that played in the background had been concealed by the screams that now echoed through the place. Even though several vampires made themselves known because of the elixir Y/N had consumed, it was nothing compared to the chaos that followed after Katherine had shoved a dagger into Y/N’s stomach, causing the smell to be intensified.
Damon couldn’t believe his eyes as he watched Katherine do it. He watched as Y/N looked at the woman in confusion before she lost consciousness. Damon had barely made it in time before she hit her head against the floor.
Katherine smirked as she looked down at Damon. Her eyes flickered between the vampires in the room that were in a frenzy over Y/N’s sweet smelling blood and Damon. “You may hate me now, but you’ll be thanking me later.” Without another word, she was gone.
“Get her the hell out of here, Damon.” Liz said the moment she reached his side. Her instincts as a sheriff should have told her to call for an ambulance. But with the way the vampires were closing in, that wasn’t the best option.
Even though Damon had Y/N in his arms, he was trying everything he could to keep himself from sinking his fangs into her. The sweet smell that took over his senses made it difficult to keep himself in check. He shook his head, trying to keep the darker thoughts at bay.
“I can’t.” Damon said through clenched teeth. “I don’t want to hurt her.”
“Right now she is bleeding out and if no one helps her, she will die from blood loss from the wound or from the vampires that are here.”
There was something in Liz’s words that stuck with Damon before he adjusted himself to bring Y/N up into his arms before rushing out of the building. He wasn’t about to be the reason she died there. Not with several vampires wanting her blood.
His mouth watered at her scent. No matter how much he tried to keep his mind off of it, he couldn’t keep his face from changing. The way her blood smelled was intoxicating. But as tempting as it was, he kept himself from doing the one thing he promised himself he wouldn’t do. Hurt her.
Y/N’s heart was beating. To human ears it would have been faint. But it was all Damon needed to know she was still alive. That some part of her was fighting to live through the blood loss. Once she was safe behind some protection spell, or even a barrier, he’d heal her. He couldn’t risk stopping and doing that with her in his arms. There were several vampires following her scent. Stopping would surely mean her death.
“Just a little further.” He said to her, even though he wasn’t sure she could hear him or not. He was sure she was barely hanging on with how much blood she already lost. Anymore and there’d be nothing left.
The moment he reached the boarding house, Damon yelled out for Bonnie and Elena. Walking over to the couch, he gently placed Y/N down on it. His eyes moved down to her wound before his hand gripped around the handle of the blade. Pulling it out quickly, he tossed it aside.
Biting into his wrist, he quickly brought it up to her mouth, hoping that his blood would work in their favor. He watched as his blood poured into her mouth, and he couldn’t help the thoughts that played through his head.
What if because of the elixir, she wouldn’t heal? Katherine was capable of some crazy things that he wouldn’t put it past her now. Even though his mind was going around with negative thoughts, every other part of him was holding on to hope.
“What happened?” Bonnie asked the moment she came down the stairs and took in Y/N.
“I’ll explain soon, but I need you to place up a barrier spell.” He said never taking his eyes of Y/N. “There’s about to be several hungry vampires on doorstep.” From the corner of his eye, he could see Bonnie running towards the front door.
“Come on,” He said softly as he saw that nothing had changed. Worry filled him as he tried listening for Y/N’s heart. But the faint sounds he heard earlier were no longer present. “Don’t you dare die on me now.” He said as he looked over her face before he began the only thing he could think to do. Pulling Y/N down onto the floor, he began CPR.
If his blood wasn’t going to help her, he hoped that the most human thing he had ever done to help someone would work in his favor. But even he knew she had lost a lot of blood as it was. His blood was supposed to help heal her. It made him wonder if he had been too late.
“Is she?” Elena asked as she walked into the room noticing what Damon had been doing.
“I swear to the devil himself if you aren’t Elena, I’ll stake you myself.” Damon said, never taking his eyes off of Y/N, or stopping his movements, to look at the woman.
“She was there tonight, wasn’t she?” Elena asked, taking another step towards him.
“She’s the reason Y/N’s heart isn’t beating.” Elena hadn’t missed the hurt in his words and the anger that radiated off of him.
Damon was supposed to protect her tonight. The moment he stepped away from Y/N to speak with his brother, he left her unprotected. He had been so focused on the fact that Stefan was telling him Katherine was back in town that he didn't notice she was already there in the same building as them.
Katherine played Y/N just as she had with any other bystander. While Damon had no idea what game it was she was playing this time, he was going to make sure she got what she deserved. Katherine wasn’t going to walk away from this alive.
“We’re sealed off.” Bonnie said as she came back into the living room. “But Mayor Y/L/N just pulled up.”
A glare formed on Damon’s face as he looked up from Y/N and looked over to the door. Her father stood there at the entrance with his face filled with worry.  But no matter what it was that was in front of Damon, all he saw was rage.
His eyes went back to Y/N. He was afraid to leave her. He wanted to make sure that she would make it through this. But as he took in her lifeless features, the way her dress was torn from the blade, and even the dried blood that covered her hands and skin gave him every reason to leave her for a few moments. There was one thing Damon was good at, and he was going to enjoy this.
In a blink of an eye, Damon was no longer by Y/N’s side. Instead, he had Mayor Y/L/N pinned against the entryway wall with his hand wrapped firmly around his neck. A smirk pulled on Damon’s lips as he watched the man struggled against his grip.
“This whole time, you were working with Katherine.” Damon said as his eyes narrowed at the man before him. “You knew she would use Y/N and instead of killing Katherine, you let her go after your own daughter.”
“You were supposed to protect her.” Mayor Y/L/N struggled to say against Damon’s hold.
“In order to protect her, I would have needed to know you were working against her.” Damon’s hold on his neck tightened. “Makes it an easier job knowing what I’m up against. Seeing as you are working with Katherine, it’s not hard to see why your daughter doesn’t have a heartbeat.”
Her father was unfazed by Damon’s words. Any father would have given some kind of sadden expression over their own daughter’s death, but the Mayor hadn’t. “She’ll come back. Katherine fed her vampire blood with the concoction she gave her.”
At the words, Damon dropped him. As he fell to his knees, attempting to catch his breath, Damon crouched down in front of him. “If Katherine wanted her to be a vampire, she would have been one already. Some information out of you would be nice before I tear your heart out.”
“Damon,” Bonnie said, taking a step closer to the two, wanting Damon to not act out on his words. “Maybe we should hear him out without threats of violence.”
Damon looked over his shoulder at Bonnie. His eyes narrowed at her before turning his attention back to the Mayor. “You are lucky they are present. Otherwise, this would be done my way, and you wouldn’t live to see how this all ends.”
Standing, Damon allowed him to get to his feet without any interference. As he did, Damon heard the beginning of vampires reaching the barrier just outside the driveway. While he had been able to get a hold of himself on her sweet scent through his anger, he could see that not everyone would be the same.
Bonnie and Elena watched as Mayor Y/L/N walked over to where Y/N had been. While Damon had been threatening him, Elena moved her back onto the couch. There was a look of regret on his face as he looked down at his daughter. While he hated the decisions he made, it was either her or his younger daughter, and he made his choice.
“Tell us what she has over you.” Damon said as she watched him. He didn’t like this one bit, and the way her father was giving off the guilty demeanor, Damon believed he was going to get everything the man deserved.
“My family wasn’t always caught up in Vampire business as we are now.” Mayor Y/L/N began. “It had never been by choice, but because of our bloodline.” He never took his eyes off of Y/N as he spoke. “There was a time where our family thrived in several locations throughout the world. You would find villages of our family, and we always welcomed witches into our home. We lived side by side with them. That was until Esther Mikaelson created the vampire race.”
He turned to look at the others for a moment. “Because of our blood, the more vampires the Mikaelsons created, the more our people were slaughtered. As the years went by, our potency of our bloodline diminished as we mixed bloodlines. Mixing with other humans in hopes to hide our scent from the creatures that hunted us. We managed to do that in recent centuries. That was when councils, like the very one here in Mystic Falls used us to lure out vampires. While our blood potency had diminished, mixed with the right herbs in our system, we can become a beacon to lure vampires out. While I had every intention of using my own blood to rid this town of vampires, Katherine had other ideas.”
“Do tell what those ideas were.” Damon crossed his arms over his chest.
“We all know Katherine has been on the run from Klaus. While from my understanding, you’ve been through the doppelgänger situation with her plenty of times.” He said looking over at Elena before looking back at Damon. “But the one thing that can ensure her safety from anyone and everything, is having Y/N by her side.” He watched as the other’s eyebrow raised at his words. Looking back at his daughter, he sighed. “Her mother and I were from two different bloodlines of our family. Y/N has more potent blood than the rest of our family had in a long time. Doppelgänger blood has been labeled as one potent bloodline for magic. Mix it with ours, with the herbs and vampire blood, you’ve got yourself one hell of a hybrid.”
“What kind of hybrid?” Damon asked as his eyes moved to Y/N before looking back at her father. He was worried about what change was happening to her. If Katherine’s blood was able to turn her, she’d come back as a vampire. But it was the word hybrid in general that worried him.
“Assuming everything Katherine had said was true, we’re about to meet the first Vampire-Fae Hybrid.”
It’s been a hot minute, and I don’t know if anyone even remembers this but —
Monster just reached 20k. 20,000 words. Remember when I thought that’d be the half way point? Yeah, me either.
But hey, this is an accomplishment, right? 20k of a single piece?? I don’t know anymore. But that’s the update. A milestone has been reached. 20k. Yay?
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Sorry for the somewhat lack of stories and interaction recently. I’m currently away from home in a new city, my partner and I are looking for a house to move into. It’s a bit stressful, so I haven’t had time for writing.Â
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I’ll definitely try to write something, but at the moment I might be going on a small Hiatus on my fiction pieces. Your requests will be saved and such, and I’ll be answering anything you send in through messages or ask-box. But for the actual pieces of writing, it might be put on hold for now.Â
Thank you for understanding! And thank you for all the little messages sent in, you’re all too sweet!
I’ll be updating my Masterlist with my recent stories, so if you missed them, they will be available soon.
The reason Monster is going to be so long is that I keep getting too absorbed into it and going off a tangent that fits the moment more perfectly than if I’d tried to plan it beforehand.
It’s at 5.5k. Officially longer than A Thousand Futures which is (I believe) the longest one shot on here. Might even be longer than NLtH, too, and that’s a four part series.
I really hope this is well received when it comes out. It’s getting a lot of work out into it and it’s my baby that I sometimes want to throttle, but I still love it. (I’m also willing to part with a snippet or two if you guys want. It’s got so many good lines already.)
Ok, I know I did a monster update yesterday, but I plugged it into a word counter website and I am shook.
(Well, for one, google docs and that website gave me different word counts, but I’m just gonna stick with the docs one cause that’s where I’m writing it.)
First off, it’s 14,187 words currently. Big boy. Strong boy. Angsty and preparing to murder you all. Be ready, be prepared.
The website gives statistics and one of them is reading time. It says it’ll take someone 72 minutes to read it. That’s over an hour. It isn’t done yet (when will it be done, I don’t knowww). By the time we get to the end it’s gonna be like 7 million minutes or something astronomically absurd like that.
My longest sentence is literally 50 words. I’m attactched to my commas, okay. Don’t judge.
I apologize for the inconvenience it’s going to be now. I’m sorry. I got too attached and way too invested. You all have to be dragged down with me. If I suffer, so do you. Just take comfort in knowing that I’ll have spent at least 5x as long writing it as it took you to read.
