Waking the Demon

Chapter One: Damon's Demon

Author's Note: Okay if any of you have read my other Vampire Diaries stories you might see some similarities in the plots but I can assure you each will be uniquely different in some way so enjoy and please, please, please, please, please REVIEW!

Stefan's POV

I shot up from my bed, hearing Elena and Bonnie shouting and banging on the door downstairs. I got up and raced down the stair as fast as I could and swung the door open. They burst in, the sky was black outside so I assumed it was very early in the morning.

"Elena, Bonnie. Hi, what time is it?" I asked confused as Bonnie shut the door and locked it. They were both breathing heavily.

"Hey Stefan, I am so sorry we had to burst in here. It's two in the morning," she answered trying to regain her breath. She was in white pajama pants and a red tank top and Bonnie was in short black shorts with panda bears all over them, a black tank top, and a silk black robe. She was carrying a plastic bag.

"What's going on?" A new voice entered the room. We all looked back and saw Damon descending the stairs, black hair ruffled and sticking up like it always does when he wakes up. He was shirtless, only in tight black jeans like me except I was shirtless and wearing black pajama pants.

He usually slept here when he wasn't out partying or with girls.

"Damon, you should hear this too," Elena announced. "Okay so Bonnie was sleeping over at my house and-," she stopped interrupted.

"And you two were having naked pillow fights?" Damon asked smirking.

"In your dreams," Bonnie snapped, glaring at him.

"I wish. I dreamed I was being chased by a giant tree" Damon muttered.

I had to struggle not to laugh at my brother.

"We both had the same dream about Emily. She was telling us something evil is coming and we have to be careful or everyone would die. Then she showed us a picture of everyone we knew dead, either burned alive or having their throats ripped out.

Then she showed us a picture of you two, being staked. Then she told us to call the demon from the other realm. She told Bonnie how and told us to run here and summon the demon before it is too late." Elena explained shakily.

Summoning a demon can be dangerous. My mind was at war with either trusting Emily or keeping Elena and Bonnie safe. Soon I made up my mind exhausted. "Okay, Emily probably knows best. Where should we do this?"

We ended up in my room in a circle on the floor. Surprisingly Bonnie and Elena got Damon to stay. Damon sat next to me, Elena was on my other side and Bonnie was in between Elena and Damon.

Bonnie had sprinkled a large circle in salt and herbs around us and it had burst into flames immediately.

"Don't worry the flames are controlled." She added smiling.

"Just remember, we burn easily," I teased lightly.

She smile and we started the ceremony. "All join hands," Bonnie ordered and we did. "Now as four, let us call Emily to join our circle and make us stronger as five," Bonnie announced. A breeze flowed into the room, which I assumed was Emily.

"Now we call as five to the other realms. We call to the demon that shall help us. If you can hear us, come to us," Bonnie called, looking at each of us. "No one be alarmed." She added softly.

The next second a figure appeared in the middle of our circle and Elena's hand tightened around mine.

It was man with long curly black hair falling down his back. He was tan and shirtless in silver pants. On his back were two large silver wings. He was handsome, perfect, and his eyes were pure black.

"I can help you," he announced with an accent I couldn't place.

"How?" I asked the demon, wanting to test him to see if he is safe.

He looked at me and smiled. "I have power I can give you. I have watched this planet for a long time and I have grown fond of it. It shows… potential," he explained. "There might even be power inside of you that you aren't aware of," he added looking around at all of us. "Like you," he pointed to me and moved his eyes to Damon and I watched the black orbs widen in surprise.

He moved closer to Damon who was glaring back.

"Can I help you?" Damon asked sarcastically.

"What are you?" The demon asked curiously.

"A vampire," he snapped in a detached voice.

The demon considered this for a moment and then looked back into Damon's eyes and suddenly Damon fell backwards letting go of my hand and screaming in what I could only imagine was mind numbing pain.

Concern snapped in my mind for my brother. "What are you doing to him?" I shouted at the demon over Damon's cries.

"Putting him in pain so he will answer my questions," the demon explained calmly. "What else are you?" He asked Damon.

"Witch, half demon," Damon choked out. His screams had stopped but he was still writhing in agony on the floor next to me.

His answer hit me hard and I was shocked. Since when had Damon been a witch or a half demon? Wouldn't that make me one also?

"How?" The demon questioned.