Save Me

Author's Note: Just a note to anyone who has already read this story before I am rewriting it because I was rereading it and noticed it could be so much better and I'm adding in more stuff so review if you like it and review if you hate it.

Remember this starts off The Return: Nightfall, slightly at the end except Stefan isn't gone and well Damon and everyone is alright and nothing weird with Elena's wings and whatever is going on. If anyone actually got the ending to The Return: Nightfall can you tell me because I was completely confused.

Warnings:Very OC Damon. Mentions of alcohol, suicide, self-harm, slash, and later one rape and abuse.

Disclaimer: Me owns nothing!

Chapter One: Secrets Spill like Blood

Elena's POV(for now)

A scream once again ripped itself from my aching throat as I screamed for Matt and Stefan. I was screaming out of terror and mostly because I couldn't bear to watch Shinchi torture them anymore. I couldn't watch him hurt my boys, especially Stefan the love of my life or Matt one of my best friends.

I again tried to struggle free from the ropes that bound me, Meredith, and Bonnie together, propped up against the wall in Stefan's room. Everything had happened so fast today, Miaso and Shinchi had revealed themselves and surprised attacked us and now they were winning the fight.

Shinchi's cold laughter rang in the room, sending shivers up my spine. I knew he loved that he could make me scream but I couldn't stop if my life depended on it.

"Brother," Shinchi's sister Miaso whined with a pout. "I grow bored." She complained glaring at Stefan and Matt as if it were there fault she was bored.

"Then let us finish of these two and start on the others." He announced with a disturbing smirk and he picked up a long branch broken off a tree from outside. The end was sharp and pointed enough to be able to drive through anyone easily.

"Will you do the honors sweet sister?" Shinchi offered the branch to her and she giggled annoyingly and took the branch.

"Oh yes," she responded her eyes glowing bright like an eager child on Christmas morning about to receive presents after presents.

Like the branch was a sword she held it over Stefan's heart with a twisted smirk and a scream ripped from me again.

"STEFAN!" I screamed desperately struggling against the ropes that held me back.

Like a small child playing a game Miaso stated to count down from twenty but she had to stop at three when a sudden black blue raced into the room and knocked straight into her.

Too many things happened after that to tell what was all going on.

I realized that the blur of black was a seething Damon who had pure, dark energy radiating from him in angry waves. He was pissed off. It was dangerous to get Damon that mad.

Shinchi started to scream for a reason I didn't get why until I turned to find Miaso on the ground her throat slashed open by Damon, blood running form the wound and slowly she disintegrated into dust and nothing was left of her.

Shinchi's screams were unearthly and piercing enough to make anyone shiver, except Damon of course who was too mad to be scared of the kitsune.

"Get away from my brother." Damon snarled with such fierceness we all were surprised. If I looked closely I could see a hint of protectiveness in his eyes flashing dangerously with anger. He's protecting Stefan, but why?

I looked around to find Stefan was looking up at Damon from the ground with pure confusion on his face and maybe a slight bit of hope in his eyes that his brother really did care about him.

Meredith looked suspicious like always and of course calm and collected as she watched Damon's every movement probably deciding if he was actually trying to help them.

Matt was staring up at Damon with a frown and slight mistrust but easily read respect in his eyes as Damon blocked Stefan from Shinchi's view.

Bonnie next to me was beaming at Damon with the brightest smile I had ever seen on her happy face and I remembered how she had told me before I had come to the battleground where Stefan and Klaus were fighting Damon had come and saved Stefan and protected him from Klaus.

Damon really did care about his little brother, why couldn't he ever tell Stefan that though?

"YOU FUCKING BASTARD. I'LL KILL YOU!" Shinchi shrieked and lunged powerfully at Damon aiming to kill him.

I watched them fight with increasing terror. Shinchi was strong, what if he happened to be stronger than Damon? Stefan and Matt were stunned and didn't bother to interfere in the fight as they would have just gotten themselves hurt and Damon distracted.

Damon's fist collided with Shinchi's skull and a sickening crack rang through the room but Shinchi's foot managed to get a kick in before he went down and it landed painfully in Damon's gut making him gasp in pain.

Both fell to the ground but it was Damon who got up first aiming a strong kick into Shinchi's side, hitting him across the floor into the wall opposite of us.

Shinchi snarled in rage and lunged at Damon again his fingernails claws, reaching for Damon's throat and eyes.

Bonnie screamed as both slammed into the wall next to us. Shinchi clawing and scratching at Damon like a feral cat managing to rip off Damon's jacket so his claws could connect with bare skin.

Damon finally managed to kick Shinchi off him with his booted foot and he pinned him to the ground as Shinchi thrashed and squirmed under Damon's foot.

"I CONTROL YOU!" Shinchi screamed angrily not liking the control Damon had over him now. Damon laughed darkly at this and suddenly Shinchi stopped squirming and moving and he stared up at Damon a cruel, half-insane smirk forming on his lips.

Damon's smirk dropped and Shinchi's only grew wider as if he was remembering something.

"Fagot," Shinchi announced loudly, giggles escaping his lips as he smirked up at Damon. "Damon's a fagot! Damon's a fagot!" He sang childishly laughing in an insane manner.

My eyebrows furrowed together and I looked back up at Damon to see he was stunned frozen. Damon is gay?

"I know you Damon! I know all of your secrets! I know what you are!" Shinchi shouted excitedly his eyes wide in insanity, it was clear he had finally snapped.

"I've watched all your memories I've even take most away! I know what you are! Fagot! Emo! Suicidal!" Shinchi screamed out laughing still and though I didn't think it was possible I was even more shocked.

Damon emo? Like as in cutting himself and suicidal as in he wants to die. Surely Shinchi is lying but when I looked at Damon I could tell Shinchi's words were true by the look on his face.

Damon was stunned, he wasn't breathing, and the look on his face was pure torture as Shinchi revealed his darkest secrets.

"Murderer! You killed them, all of them. Your mother, your brother, your friends! What are you going to do now Damon go cut yourself, slice open your wrists and finally end it? Who would care, no one!" Shinchi shrieked viciously, practically foaming at the mouth, his face twisted and the cackle of his laughter chilled my bones.

Finally Damon seemed to snap out of it as his fist collided with Shinchi's mouth, drawing blood and maybe knocking out a few teeth but he still kept on laughing.

With fierce eyes Damon picked up the wooden branch and shoved the pointed end through Shinchi's shoulder, stabbing him through but not killing him.

He cried out in pain and seemed to snap out of the crazed state he was in before. He still had a twisted smirk on his face though but he no longer cackled like a mad man.

Shinchi was silent for a moment the only sounds were his labored breathing.

"What do you want from me Damon, why have you not killed me yet?" Shinchi asked calmly gazing up at Damon with dull eyes.

"My memories," Damon snarled. "The ones you stole from my mind. You give them back and I'll end your miserable life so you won't have to suffer any longer." Damon stated simply.

Shinchi again burst out in inhumane laughter so Damon jerked the branch into his arm farther causing him to stop and wince in pain.

"You have a deal Damon Salvatore, I will give you every memory I and my sister have stolen from you," Shinchi responded smirking up at Damon from the floor. Damon nodded and pulled out the wooden branch and held it over Shinchi's ready to lunge it though him.

"No matter how you hide it, Damon Salvatore, you'll always be the same." Shinchi interrupted him staring at Damon, no emotion on his face now, not even a twisted smirk. "You cannot hide who you are, the murderer you are," Shinchi added getting up off the ground to stand in front of Damon a small smirk growing on his face.

This time Damon was the one to laugh though it sounded cold and hollow.

"And you know what? I don't really give a damn." He announced smirking in triumph.

"Liar," Shinchi sang in a sing-song voice. "I know you Damon! What would they think of you, all the people you've killed? What would they say if they could see you now?" Shinchi asked softly, manipulatively.

Damon froze and Shinchi smirked smugly and turned Damon's face to look at Stefan who was gaping at both of them with wide green eyes, probably still in shock.

"We all know what Stefan thinks," Shinchi whispered. "He hates you. He doesn't understand you. He doesn't care about you. They would too Damon. They would look back and wonder why they ever wasted their time on a pathetic excuse of a person like you. They would hate you as much as Stefan does." Shinchi told him.

"Stop it." I shouted at Shinchi, the tortured look on Damon's face was unbearable to see. I couldn't stand it.

Shinchi chuckled and ignored me.

"I don't give a damn," Damon stated softer, weaker. His voice portraying no emotion.

Shinchi laughed again lightly. "Your wrists say different. Tell me Damon how does it feel to be so weak you can't even finish the job and finally kill yourself something we've all been hoping and waiting for?" Shinchi asked innocently.

There was tense silence, after that no one moved, no one spoke like we all had frozen. Damon was the one to break the uncomfortable silence.

"Who said I couldn't?" He asked dangerously and Shinchi laughed at this which only encouraged him.

"Damon, please, don't listen to him." Bonnie cried out desperately but he ignored her and slipped the ring of his finger off and chucked it out of Stefan's open window.

I gasped at his stupid action glad it was night or the sun would fry him. What was he doing? Was he really going to kill himself in front of his own brother? I struggled to get up again but I was still tied down.

"Cute but the sun is down." Shinchi pointed out smirking.

Damon laughed hollowly again and smirked at Shinchi. " That was just the beginning," he responded and pulled out what looked like a pocket knife from his jean pocket and when he flipped the blade out I could see it was made out of wood.

I had a bad feeling about this, a very bad feeling.

Still staring at Shinchi Damon sliced the sharp side of the knife harshly over the top of his wrist hitting a vein hard, causing crimson blood to roll out of the cut.

Shinchi watched with eager eyes, it was sick how he enjoyed this.

"DAMON!" Bonnie and I shouted at the same time both of us trying to jump forward.

Blood was raining from his wrists and Shinchi was laughing. A troubled look crossed Damon's face as he realized what he just did.

"See Damon, I'll always control you. I'll always know what you are, a poor, sad, little emo boy who never got a break out of life. Do you know why that is Damon, it's because of him," Shinchi announced again taking Damon's head in his hands and turning it to stare at Stefan who was still stunned frozen.

I was confused for a minute but I didn't say anything.

"He made you this way Damon, not me! You never had to protect him and save him! But you did and look where it has got you. You could have backed off and let us kill him but no! Is saving him really worth it? What do you get out of it? Oh that's right, pain! You love pain don't you?" Shinchi snarled angrily. When Damon didn't respond he laughed in triumph.

"I know what you are," Shinchi yelled again the glint of insanity returning to his eyes and Damon stabbed him through with the branch and Shinchi crumpled to the floor repeating the words, "I know what you are," over and over again in an insane whisper.

Soon he was nothing more than dust like his sister and the room was once again plunged into an uncomfortable silence.

Damon stood tensely in the center of the room, blood still falling from his arms making a puddle on the floor. So much blood, was Damon dying?

Stefan was the first to move. He got up stiffly and opened a trunk in the corner of his room and he pulled out white gauze and he moved over to Damon.

Gently he pushed Damon down onto the edge of his bed and he kneeled in front of his brother and started to wrap up his arm to stop the bleeding.

Matt got up from where he was lying on the ground to untie us so we could finally move. He looked confused as did the rest of us.

"Are you remembering the memories he stole?" Stefan asked breaking the silence.

"No," Damon answered shortly. "They'll project before me in a movie like fashion when I do," he added, not meeting anyone's eyes.

"So Damon, I'm interested in this whole suicidal, fagot, emo thing. Well the murderer part wasn't surprising. The whole fagot thing wasn't much of a shock I always kind of guessed you swung both ways. But the suicidal, emo part that was shocking, care to explain?" Stefan asked as he cleaned the blood from the wound on Damon's wrist.

Damon was silent staring out into nothing.

"Stefan." I hissed wearily, not wanting him to upset Damon while he was in such a fragile state. Of course Stefan didn't listen.

"Emo Damon? Never thought it would be your style but you have always found new ways to surprise me."

"Stefan," Bonnie and I hissed together and Damon turned to scowl at us for protecting him.

Stefan sighed deeply and finished wrapping up the gauze. "Just for the record Damon, I don't hate you. I never have and I never will." He announced sounding tired and weary.

"I don't give a damn." Damon responded the words were cold and lacked emotion. Now they were just automatic and hollow, no sarcasm or amusement laced into the words.

"Fine," Stefan replied not looking hurt at this. "So are you going to remember now? I am curious as to see what else I don't know about you?"

"It's not a show little brother," Damon snarled getting up and picking up his jacket off the floor heading towards the door. He was stopped halfway out of it by Bonnie who had caught him by his arm.

"Please don't leave Damon, the sun will be up in minutes and you don't have your ring," Bonnie pleaded with her big brown eyes. Damon sighed heavily and came back through the door.

He looked limp, he was pale white, and by the looks of it he would pass out any second if he kept on standing. I was just about to say something but Stefan beat me to the punch.

"Sit if you don't want to pass out." He told Damon.

Damon reluctantly sat down on Stefan's and mine bed and quietly he announced, "it's starting."

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