Well, this is the second chapter to Two Lives, and yes, I have decided to continue it! It's going to be interesting, and we'll see how far I get before I lose interest, but I think it'll be fun to write! So, enjoy the official first chapter!

By the way, this'll take place in season 6 of Lost, and just after Fool Me Once for Vampire Diaries

Damon Salvatore enjoyed drinking human blood. It was his favourite past time as a vampire. Watching his prey squirm and beg to be saved (if he didn't kill them quickly anyways) was always entertaining, because moments before he did this, they would be begging him to kiss them (women) or chatting with him about something boring (men). But in the end, he just sucked their blood dry and disposed of their bodies. But the catch was always the good part. He enjoyed the teasing, though sometimes it got old.

Having not attacked a human in a while, he decided it was high time to do so. Now that he knew Katherine was not in that tomb, he didn't have a master plan anymore, so why bother? Of course, that changed that morning. Just as he sucked the woman's blood dry (she had put up quite a fight), there was a presence behind him.

"Very well done Damon. According to Annabelle, you have not attacked a human in months," Pearl spoke. Damon narrowed his eyes as he turned to the woman who was Katherine's best friend. Last time he saw her, they were all in a hotel room, Anna telling him that Katherine didn't care about him.

"What are you doing here?" he asked dangerously, dropping the dead woman's body on the ground. Pearl looked unamused though, as she stood in front of him, calm and not afraid.

"I have come to talk to you. About Katherine, that is," Pearl stated. Damon eyed the older woman before rolling eyes.

"What? You've come to rub it into my face that Katherine doesn't care? Spare me the lecture. Your daughter already made it clear," Damon spat out. Pearl shook her head however, and stepped forward.

"On the contrary Damon, I have come to tell you how to find Katherine," Pearl said, causing Damon to pause.

"What are you talking about? You couldn't possibly know where Katherine is. You've been in a tomb for over a hundred and forty five years," Damon asked curiously. Pearl smirked a bit as she took another step forward.

"She's my best friend Damon; if anyone can find her, it's me. Besides, Annabelle told me about the last time she spoke to Katherine. I did some digging since my escape from the tomb, and I believe I know where to find her. If you are interested in this information, of course, you will have to do something for me in return," Pearl said. Damon sighed, not surprised that Pearl wanted a price for this. He didn't know if she should be trusted. After all, she was in a tomb for over a century, and how would she possibly know the exact place where Katherine was? But he was curious, and it couldn't hurt to try, right? So, he finally nodded.

"What's your price Pearl?" he asked. Pearl smirked as she used her vampire speed to reach Damon. She looked quite scary as she pushed him up against the tree, her hand around his neck. He tried to gasp for breath, almost forgetting how powerful she was.

"When you get back, you must help me get our town back. We won't kill anyone unless we are forced to but we will show them this is still our town," Pearl told him harshly, her eyes black with evil and spite. Damon managed a nod as she let him go. He fell to the ground, coughing a bit as he got his breath back. Crazy woman, he thought harshly.

"Sure thing," he managed to reply. Pearl smirked as she crouched down beside him.

"Last I heard, Katherine was in Australia. Apparently that was her next stop twenty years ago after going to London and Hawaii according to my daughter," Pearl told him. Damon knew Katherine always wanted to go to Australia, so it was no surprise that she would be there. So, he was going to Australia. Again.

His mind suddenly flashed to his last time in Australia. Shannon was the first thing that popped into his mind, their fight still fresh like it was yesterday. No, that was a long time ago, he thought. He was not Boone Carlyle anymore. Shaking that memory off, he eyed Pearl as he stood up.

"Thank you for the information Pearl. You've been a big help," Damon said, semi sarcastically. Nodding off at her, he picked up the dead woman's body and sped off to dispose of it, leaving Pearl alone in her own thoughts.

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Damon had a flight book in two hours to Australia so right now, he was packing some clothes. He was still contemplating whether to tell Stefan about his trip or not. On the one hand, his brother didn't need to know he was looking for Katherine. Besides, he always left randomly, so this time wouldn't be a big deal. But on the other hand, he knew his brother and his girlfriend were worried about him. He had been slightly.... messed up, he even had to admit that. Maybe he'd just leave a note. Yeah, that would be a good plan, Damon thought, smirking as he shoved more clothes in his bag.

Damon was aware of his brother entering the house with Elena. They were awfully loud speakers as they flirted heavily with each other. He could just see them making out at the front door, and it disgusted Damon to no end. Zipping up his bag, which consisted of clothes and a picture of Katherine with a couple of books just for fun, he hoisted it up over his shoulder before heading downstairs, crinkling his nose at the two as he walked by them.

"You know, you might actually win Cutest Couple of the Year in the school yearbook if you keep acting like this," Damon said sarcastically as he leaned against the wall, watching as the embarrassed teens broke apart for air. Elena smiled sheepishly.

"Very funny Damon- wait, where are you going?" Elena asked, noticing the bag. Damon looked down at the bag before back up at Elena and Stefan, who both looked concerned.

"Oh, I just thought I'd take another little road business trip. You're more than welcome to come with me, but if you do, you'd better be prepared for what troubles you'll get in," Damon joked lightly. He knew full well that Stefan would never let Elena go with him. The two looked at each other and seemed to speak to each other with their eyes, by the way, how does that happen?!

Finally, Stefan turned to him and nodded. "Ok, let's just grab some clothes and drive to Elena's for some clothes before we get going," he said before speeding up to pack, Elena waiting in the foyer. Damon frowned, completely confused. He definitely did not expect that. He turned to Elena who shrugged.

"He just wants to make sure you don't get yourself in any more trouble. You've been a bit messed up since the Katherine thing," Elena admitted. Damon felt a pang of hurt in his chest and he did his very best to ignore it. Once he saw Katherine again, he was going to kick her ass to kingdom come.

"You don't have to come. I'll be back in a few days anyways. I just have some things to clear up. Beside, don't you have school?" he asked. Elena shook her head.

"I can afford to miss a few days of school. We're just looking out for you Damon, even if it sounds weird," Elena said, laughing a bit. Damon didn't look amused however, as Stefan came downstairs with his bag.

"Ok, let's go," Stefan said as the three walked out the door.

"I call shotgun," Damon said sarcastically as he beat the two to the driver's seat. Elena rolled her eyes as Stefan climbed in the passenger's side and Elena settled in the back. Damon wasted no time in getting to Elena's house in less than five minutes. While Damon waited in the car for Stefan and Elena, his mind flew back to Katherine. If she was even in Australia, she was going to be surprised to see him. He didn't know how he was supposed to feel about her anymore. He was angry and frustrated at her, but he still cared for her. How could she just abandoned him and lie to him like that? That was a selfish and bitchy move to pull, in all honesty.

Finally, he settled on just being calm. Once he got to Australia, there would be plenty of new prey to torture and kill before seeing Katherine. He turned in his seat to see Stefan and Elena emerging from the house. As soon as they were in the car, Damon tore down the driveway and started driving to the airport. Because of these idiots, he was already off schedule.

"Where are we going anyways Damon?" Stefan asked his brother as Elena clung to her seat. Damon gripped the steering wheel as he turned onto the highway before answering.

"Australia," he answered. Elena gaped as Stefan looked at his brother like he was crazy.

"Why Australia exactly?" he asked.

"I thought a nice trip down under would be a nice vacation, don't you agree? I told you, I have business to attend to," Damon answered, letting sarcasm drip from his voice. Elena leaned forward in her seat.

"You said road trip Damon, not flight," she reminded him.

"Besides, what kind of business could you possibly have in Australia?" Stefan inputted. Damon felt ganged up on so he turned in his seat to Elena, who promptly sat back. He turned back to the road, taking a deep breath as he ignored Stefan's question, turning corners and going as fast as he dared.

It was silent through the whole hour to the airport. Besides the music and Stefan and Elena's constant looks to each other, it was still quiet, which gave Damon time to think of what he could say to Katherine. Also, the problem for him was finding her. Australia was a big place, and he needed answers, so he would have to find vampires and get their information. He was good at finding other vampires. It was like a sixth sense or something for vampires.

Damon pulled into the airport with less than an hour to spare. He got out of the car and turned to the two behind him.

"Come on kiddies, our flight is in forty minutes," he said cheerfully before hoisting his bag up on his shoulder and strolling to the entrance. Elena and Stefan followed, whispering to each other. Damon ignored them as he checked them all in. The lucky thing was that they all got seats together, so it wouldn't be so bad.

Getting through security was really easy; he just compelled the officers to let them all through, despite the two bottles full of human blood in his bag for the flight. Hey, he might get thirsty and he wanted to be prepared. He wouldn't be that heartless and kill an innocent flight attendant or pilot. He'd rather not have another plane crash, thank you very much.

Elena, Stefan and Damon found their gate easily and arrived just in time to board the plane. Damon loved sitting in the middle of the plane. Sure, he could be first class, but he would rather not take that chance. Ok, so he definitely was paranoid, but he was Boone for a short time, no matter how much he wanted to forget about that part of his life.

Damon shot a flirty look at the flight attendant, who was walking by. She smiled back and winked as she walked by. Since he was on the aisle seat, it would be perfect for him to talk to all these lovely women. Stefan noticed this and rolled his eyes as he continued talking to Elena.

The take off was a little bumpy and Damon found himself gripping the seat a few times but it was smooth after they settled. His bag sat on his lap as he reached in to drink some blood. So what? He was thirsty and it was a long flight.

"I cannot believe we're going to Australia. Jenna is going to kill me if she found out," Elena muttered as she gazed out the window. Damon turned to his favourite girl at the moment and shot her a grin.

"What she doesn't know won't hurt her. Just like what Stefan doesn't know won't hurt him when we get to Australia," he said, winking, causing Elena to be disgusted.

"Hell no Damon; not in a million years," she said. Stefan pushed Damon back lightly and turned to Elena again.

"Don't worry, he wouldn't do anything behind my back, especially since I'll be sticking by you the whole time," Stefan said, turning to Damon at the last part, who smirked.

"Even in the bathroom? Naughty, naughty Stefan. We're not two years old anymore," Damon joked, causing Stefan to even be disgusted. Damon looked satisfied as he sat back in his seat, deciding to watch the movie on his screen for a while. It was probably about half an hour when he felt the rumbling and shaking of the plane. Turbulence, Damon tried to reassure himself, but he just got a weird feeling in the pit of his stomach, like something wasn't quite right. He gripped onto the armrest, as did everyone else as it got more rough. The flight attendant came on, instructing people to sit in their seats, and all that crap.

"This is getting rough," Elena murmured to Stefan, who nodded. Damon swallowed hard. The turbulence started getting really rough before there was a flash of white light that was so bright, Damon had to shut his eyes.

Lame ending? Yeah, I know. Review please, and tell me what you liked!