"Hello?" I yell into the abandoned home I stumbled upon. I slowly opened the creaky door and slowly tip toed in the front door. I noticed a few empty blood bags and blood stains all over the floor. I kept walking and kept looking for signs of any supernatural behavior. I continued my search and found a wooden stake in a man's chest.

"Well looks like he lost that battle. Poor guy." I kept walking and I heard a loud girl scream and then a loud thud. I ran upstairs to find a girl covered in what I assumed was her own blood. Her neck was ripped open and she was draining out blood. I looked around the room to see if I could find this blood sucking monster, but I failed to find anyone. I decided to leave since there was no one other then the two dead people in the house. I walked downstairs and stepped over the dead guy and around the blood bags, but as I was walking I ran into someone. I looked up to see a tall black haired guy with blood all over his face. I gulped and grabbed my notebook and started writing what I was seeing. He seemed oblivious to what I was doing until I started walking away from him. He grabbed my arm and looked me in the eyes. I backed up and remained calm knowing that the more you freak out the worse they will hurt you. I looked him in the eyes and said.

"Hi my name is Sarah Gilbert and I am a vampire researcher. I do not hunt your kind I only study them and one day I hope to be one of you so I can really experience the pros and cons of vampirism." I looked up at the guy and smiled. I must have caught him off guard cause he looked shocked. He looked at me and just smiled. I wasn't sure if it was a good smile or a 'I am going to kill you' smile but he released me and motioned for me to follow him. We walked over to the guy with the stake in his chest.

"This guy tried to kill me in my own house, and it is a shame really I wanted somebody to eat with. You see my brother is off on a killing rampage and I am here waiting for his return, but until that happens I am super lonely. So I tried hanging with that girl but she wouldn't shut up about her last boyfriend so I killed her and now you are caught up with what happened in this house, oh and I am Damon Salvatore by the way." He held out his hand for me to shake. I shook his hand with a firm grip and smiled. He looked at me and then motioned again for me to follow him, so I followed the lonely blood sucker. He led me to the kitchen and then looked me dead in the eyes and said.

"So you want to be a vampire??" I looked at him shocked and replied

"Yes, I have always wanted to be one since I started research." He looked at me and then grabbed a fresh blood bag and grabbed me a water. I smiled and he nodded and he continued his so called tour of the house. It was so big and cool I recognized things in the house from 1864 like in my studies. It hit me then that he was the original Salvatore brother
"Are you one of the original Salvatore brothers, or is it just my weird brain?" He looked at me and laughed.

"I am one of the original brothers yes." He stopped at a room and walked in it. I followed slowly behind looking at every detail in the house.

"This is where I sleep!" Damon said while rubbing the space on his bed that he wasn't on. I just stared him down.

"So, this is how you lure your prey, huh?"

"Not normally, but if you really think so then, yes." He smirked an evil grin and then continued to stare me down.

"Are you just going to stare at me all day or are you actually going to do something with your life?"

"Nah, I won't stare at you all day!" He continued to stare at me.

"So, why are you still staring at me like I am lunch?"

"I am hungry and I am running low on blood bags and don't want to go to the hospital to steal some." He had made a good point about that, but still I am not a snack.

"Damon, are you going to feed off of me?" I asked afraid of the answer that was coming my way.

"Yes I am, but I will control myself and won't over feed." He said looking serious,

"Fine, but you have to promise to clean up after you feed."
"I know how to feed sweetheart!" he said all snippily and rude. I saw his face change as his fangs came out. I knew at that very moment that I was either dead or just plain out lucky to be alive. He came closer to my neck and I felt his hot breath on my neck.