My eyes fluttered open. I looked around, confused that my alarm had not been waking me up. I looked at my phone seeing that it was 10.34 and I was late for my meet-up with Jane. I jumped out of bed, rushing to the bathroom. I only did the most necessary stuff, such as brushing my teeth and putting on parfume. Then I threw on a suit and grabbed my phone and keys. I texted Jane, telling her that I would be late by a couple of minutes.

I walked with fast steps to Jane's apartment, which was not very far from my own. I saw her, already waiting in her car. I had my own car, but we were driving together because there would probably not be that many parking spots in the parking lot by the arena.

"You think we'll find something good?" I asked her, buckling up.

"No." She said. "I think we'll find something bad." She looked seriously at me.

"Those vampires are slaves, Alaric. They don't deserve it. We should save the ones in the worst conditions."

I nodded in agreement. She started the car and drove to the arena. As predicted, there was a lot of people at this auction. It was impossible to find a spot anywhere so we had to park nearby and walk the last distance.

Jane and I walked into the arena, finding a couple of seats and waiting for the auction to begin. Soon a woman walked on stage. She was dressed nicely. She started presenting the first slave as if it was and object. She spoke about all the good features that the vampire girl had. I watched Janes faces, seeing if she had any interest but she shook her head. The vampire seemed to be in a good condition. She didn't need our help.

We worked out way through the vampires finding no one who looked sick or injured until one was presented. He was limping and was forced to kneel down. He growled, hanging his head low, pinning his eyes to the ground. The woman spoke about his features and started the round off with 700 dollars. The bets never went so high. Someone bet 2600 dollars. Silence.

"Any more bets?" She waited for an answer. I kept silent. Raised my paddle. 3000. I didn't realize that I had really said it. Jane looked at me, shocked.

"3000. Any more bets?" She asked. "No? Sold! Damon Salvatore to the man in the black suit."

The vampire was forced to stand and was then pulled down from the stage, tears pooling in his eyes.