Blood Slave

Author's Note: This story takes place after they all defeat Klaus and Elena comes back and Damon doesn't leave. Please enjoy. Sorry if Klaus is OC but I like him better as my version. If you have read my other Vampire Diaries story called The Shadows you may notice the beginnings of both stories start out the same but they go in different directions.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything.

Chapter One: The Trade

Damon's Pov
I sighed yet again as Elena and Stefan discusses what they were going to pack on their trip to Italy. I was in Stefan's room in the boarding house watching them pack, bored out of my mind.
After the whole Klaus battle their friends went their separate ways. Bonnie and Mutt to college and Meredith to her boyfriend Alaric.

Elena had somehow convinced me to stay, knowing I would be going to Italy too she demanded I come with them. Stefan didn't look that annoyed surprisingly but I agreed anyways out of boredom.

"How long does it take to pack?" I complained for the tenth time in the last hour. Elena was running around the room at vampire speed but it still is taking hours. Stefan had turned her when she got back just in case of any more adventures but she was a vegan like him.

"Will you stop whining we'll be done in a few minutes." Stefan answered smirking at me. I gave a dog whine that I had perfected over the years of shape shifting into my wolf form.

He shot me a dirty look and I smirked triumphantly.

A few minutes turned into half an hour and then they were finally done and we carried their things down to my black Ferrari.

I was holding two suitcases crossing the lawn which was obscured by trees from the road when I suddenly dropped the luggage.

"Damon!" Elena yelled outraged but I wasn't listening. My eyes darted everywhere trying to lock onto the shadow that had flicked into and out of my vision. A low growl started in my chest and I changed into my wolf form, hackles raised at the figure approaching us, covered in shadows.

'"Damon?" I could hear my brother faintly call but I ignored him.

"More like a dog everyday Damon." Klaus teased smirking down at me. I changed back instantly not liking being looked down upon.

Klaus's platinum hair was windblown and shaggy. His electric blue eyes gleaming with amusement. He was in tight black jeans and a dark green shirt.

"Klaus." I snapped as a greeting.

He laughed in response at my cold greeting. "What not surprised to see me here? They are at least," he announced pointing to Elena and Stefan behind me who were gaping at Klaus in horror and shock.

I couldn't help but smirk at their reaction.

"You're dead! The ghosts carried you away!" Elena exclaimed managing to look frustrated and shocked at the same time.

Klaus laughed at her. "Yes and in the end I was more powerful."

"If you knew he would be back why didn't you tell us?" Stefan asked me confused and annoyed.

"I was sure he would leave. Why are you back Klaus?" I asked narrowing my eyes in suspicion.

He sighed his smirk dropping. "I have come because I need your help." he admitted in a weary tone.

"Go on," I coxed him on raising an eyebrow at the blonde vampire as I shifted my weight and crossed my arms. What possible problem could he have that he would need my help?

"It's starting again Damon. The Trade is back. I need your help to take it down again," he explained meeting my eyes and looking grim.

I stared at him for a minute and suddenly burst into fits of hysterical laughter.