Sacrifice Is Bloody

Author's Note: Here's a long chapter, I'm not sure if I like it yet it seems kind of OOC. Tell me what you thought!

Full Summary: A little over a year after the Originals are defeated mysterious and vicious vampire killings have begun again leaving everyone suspicious and looking for someone to blame it on. Damon shows up after vanishing for a year, bruises, battered, hurt, and carrying a secret that looks like it's killing him. An old friend of the Salvatore's come back into their life but he's looking for revenge, against Damon, why? Can Damon keep it together when everything falls apart and who will pick up the pieces when a shocking secret is revealed leading to believe Damon isn't an invincible as he seems.

Previous: Stefan reached to pull Damon's shirt up to inspect the bruise.

Damon flashed across the room in a second smoothing out his shirt. "You're going to have to buy me dinner first if you want to undress me, Stefan." Damon snapped and with that vanished upstairs.

Chapter Three: Old Friends, New Enemies

Stefan was up first, heading downstairs to make coffee for him and Damon, making sure to make as much noise as possible so his brother would wake up. The others were coming over again. Jeremy and Alaric had gone last night, using Elena's hide out plan.

Stefan even went as far as throwing things at the ceiling to wake Damon up, nothing worked.

Stefan sighed and went upstairs to drag his brother out of bed, knowing the gang would be here in less than a half an hour.

As Stefan entered the hallway though he heard something he only ever heard once in his entire life.

The sound of Damon Salvatore crying.

Stefan was frozen in his step. Standing outside his brother's door he could hear Damon talking.

"No...stop! Please, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry!" Damon whimpered in a helpless voice. Stefan sprang into action, bursting through the door ready to take on whoever was hurting his brother, instead he found Damon alone.

He was wrapped in his sheets, tossing and turning, tears streaming down his face in his sleep. He was having a nightmare.

Stefan was shocked, to say the least. He had only seen his brother cry once, at their mother's funeral when they were both young.

Damon was the strong one, the older brother, he just didn't cry.

Stefan sat down on his brother's bed next to him and places a hand in the small of Damon's back trying to wake him up. Sure enough it worked, Damon shot up, eyes wide and full of fear.

With a surprised shout Damon flinched away harshly falling out of his bed to get away from the body next to him. Then he saw it was just his brother, he let out a relieved sigh and the panic in his eyes faded.

"Thanks for knocking," Damon snarled at Stefan wiping angrily at the tears on his face, embarrassed to be caught like this.

Stefan didn't react, he was busy staring at Damon, though he wasn't looking into Damon's eyes.

Damon looked down and realized he was shirtless only in a pair of black boxer shorts.
Stefan stared at his brother's chest, breath drawn in as he looked at the bruises covering almost every inch of Damon's sun kissed skin.

So this is what he was hiding, Stefan thought mechanically with no feeling behind it.

Black, blue, purple, they sucked all the color out of Damon's skin covering him in splotches.

He was so hurt that his supernatural body wasn't even healing anymore. It was a rare occasion when a vampire stops healing but it could happen if the damage is bad enough.

Some were just random and some were shapes, like those hand prints on Damon's waist, bruises so clear that the shape couldn't be anything else but hand prints.

Then there were the scars, red and shiny as if they had healed not too long ago, some short, and some circle like Damon had been stabbed.

Damon scrambled to get up, frantically reaching for a pair of jeans on the floor and pulling them on quickly.

Stefan's eyes roamed his brother's body to see the bruises and scars didn't stop there, they reached his legs and arms.

Like he had been kicked and punched.

As Damon reached for a shirt in his dresser he accidentally turned back to Stefan. Revealing the jagged cuts like someone had been running a knife over him, torturing him.

Stefan snapped at that point, the shock wore off and quickly he was flooded with anger.

Knocking the shirt out of his brother's hand Stefan pinned Damon against the wall by his neck, stomach first as he inspected the scars, cuts, and bruises.

"Stefan..I-I..." Damon trailed off not knowing what to say. Stefan was silent still, eyes clouded with rage.

He spun Damon around to face him and spoke to him in a deadly low voice, vibrating with anger.

"Who, did this to you?"

"It was no one, just some random vampire. It's nothing Stefan!" Damon rambled actually looking scared of Stefan. He had never seen his brother look so...protective.

"Who Damon!" Stefan shouted seething in fury.

The front door slammed downstairs and the brother's could hear the gang coming, calling up to them.

"It's nothing, I took care of it." Damon was practically pleading with his brother to drop it, glancing nervously at the door as if someone would come up and see his bruises and battered body too.

"Not good enough." Stefan growled and with that grabbed Damon by the hair and dragged him downstairs, overpowering him easily since Damon was still weak.

Damon writhed and struggled but Stefan dragged him downstairs and pushed him to the ground, eyes hard and cold, hell bent on founding out who did this to his brother.

Gasps and shocked looks filled the room as everyone got a look at Damon's still bare chest and back.

"What the hell happened to him?" Elena asked Stefan her eyes full of worry.

"He won't tell me. Bonnie, can you cast a truth spell?" Stefan asked with a pleading look.

At the words 'truth spell' Damon got off the floor and made a break for the door, but Stefan caught him by the waists hauling him back and pinning him to the floor.

"Yeah, sure." Bonnie answered Stefan looking shaken as she stared at Damon's mutilated form.

She fumbled through pages in Emily's grimore and finally found the page. Damon was cursing at Stefan know struggling to get away. Jeremy and Alaric helped the vampire holding Damon's kicking legs down.

Bonnie started chanting in Latin, her voice rising
"It's done, he won't be able to lie and he has to answer any question you ask him." Bonnie told Stefan.

"Who did this to you?" Stefan growled out immediately looking down at his brother.

Damon's eyes were wide with panic, he bit his bottom lip keeping his mouth shut but he was obviously struggling not to reveal the answer.

He lost the battle because his lips opened and he revealed the name. "Drake," Damon choked out looking straight at his brother with fear in his eyes wondering how Stefan would react.

The name meant nothing to the rest of gang but in Stefan, it struck a nerve.

"The same Drake that died when we were human?" Stefan asked hollowly.

Damon bit his lip again but again he answered. "Never died, turned into a vampire and ran off."

"Who's Drake?" Caroline asked, speaking out everyone's confusion.

Stefan looked up to explain to them in a rough voice. "Drake was Damon's and mine best friend back when we were young. We knew him since we were born. He died a year before Katherine came into town, or at least I thought he did." Stefan explained bitterly.

Stefan looked back down to his brother. Flashes of memories filled Stefan's eyes as he remembered Drake.

"He was also Damon's boyfriend." Stefan added softly. They had been in love with each other since they were thirteen and had told only Stefan about it a year later. Stefan had always been okay with it.

'What's' and gasps filled the room and Damon had an urge to roll his eyes.

"You're gay?" Jeremy asked Damon curiously.

"I swing both ways." Damon answered bitterly, hating this stupid truth spell. He couldn't control anything he said.

"Swung both ways you mean, you never looked at another guy again after Drake 'died'," Stefan corrected him his voice soft as he tried to process all of this. "It was uncommon for two males to date back then obviously so they kept it secret except from me since Damon used to tell me everything." Stefan added his voice bitter as he looked again down upon his brother's battered body.

He inspected the hand print bruise again, anger filling him again.

"He did this to you? Why, he loved you!" Stefan asked confused. None of this was making sense.

Damon bit nervously at his lip but the spell was too strong and the answer came spilling out like all the rest did. "He lost his mind. His mind didn't agree with becoming a vampire and he went insane. He found me that year I left here and everything was fine, but he gets jealous easily and he found out about Katherine." Damon choked the words out as if they burned his tongue.

"And that's why you came here last night to get clothes. You were running away from him." Alaric pieced together the information.

Stefan was at a loss for words. He was speechless. His best friend since he was born had hurt his brother like this.

Stefan's gaze rested on the hand print bruises for the millionth time and he growled low in anger. "Tell me exactly what he did to you."

Panic flashed in front of Damon's eyes and he struggled to get away again, biting at his lip so hard blood started welling up.

"What did he do to you!" Stefan snarled and Damon was forced to answer.

"Hit me, kicked me, punched me, tortured me with knives...r-raped me." Damon shuddered out the answers, his voice so low everyone had to struggle to hear him. He cast his eyes away angrily, not daring to look into anyone's eyes as he said the last part.

The great Damon Salvatore, raped. The idea was almost laughable.

Stefan clenched his fists and all of that anger inside of him was shifted onto the memory of his best friend. He couldn't believe it, Drake was never anything like that.

He's the one person that had ever brought out Damon's sweet side, how he could do that to him.

"It's not rape if you like it, slut." A new, cold voice entered the living room and seven heads swiveled around to face a man standing in the middle of the room looking like the very incarnate of evil.

He was beautiful too. A smooth, handsome face with perfect, high cheekbones and dark brown eyes so dark that in the right lighting they looked black.

He had waves of dark brown hair, wind blown that surrounded his angelic face.

He was tall with a strong build, lean and muscular.

He was bigger then Damon easily and the thought of a man like him overpowering Damon wasn't that hard to believe.

Everyone jumped into action, Stefan and Caroline moving in front of everybody else, fangs bared.

"Drake." Stefan hissed the name like a curse, finally finding an outlet for all the anger that had been rising inside of him. Stefan suddenly lunged at Drake, fists flying.

Stefan was on the ground in a second, Drake's boot keeping him in place.

Drake tsked, tsked, tsked him with an easy, sadistic smile.

"Stefan, Stefan, Stefan. How did you even think you could lay a finger on me when I did that to your much stronger brother?" Drake asked with a small chuckle.

Stefan snarled at him, trying to get up.

"How long have you been here?" Stefan growled out.

"Long enough to taste a few people." Drake answered laughing at this. He definitely seemed crazy.

Something clicked in Stefan's head. "You're the one who's killing everybody." Stefan accused, remembering the vampire they were searching for.

"Animal attacks, it's so fun to watch the excuses they come up with!" Drake scoffed.

Drake kicked Stefan aside and started walking over to where Damon was on the floor. Alaric and Jeremy had let go of him.

Everyone seemed to be frozen in fear. How do you face a man that overpowered the strongest member of your group?

Drake looked down on Damon, inspecting him. "Never could keep that pretty mouth shut could you Damon, do you want me to shut it for you?" Drake asked sweetly, his eyes flashed dangerously.

He leaned down and picked Damon up by the neck, hauling him to his feet.

"Hey Damon, miss me?" Drake crooned with laughter in his eyes as Damon struggled to get out of his grip.

The shock seemed off everybody and suddenly Caroline lunged at him, sinking her teeth into Drake's neck with a loud snarl.

With a curse he threw her half way across the room, there was a sickening thump as her head hit the floor.

"Caroline!" Bonnie yelled rushing to the blonde vampire's side.

"Fucking newborns." Drake hissed as he dropped Damon to the floor to reach at his rapidly healing neck.

"Get the hell away from him." Elena spoke in a low voice, her eyes filled with fury as she stood in front of Damon, guarding him. Not backing away despite Damon's protests.

"Aren't you just a brave little human." Drake spoke in a drawl, getting bored of this easily.

"Elena, get out of the way." Damon spoke tightly, his body tense as he got up.

"NO! I won't let him hurt you Damon," She spoke defiantly.

"Like you could stop me," Drake scoffed and raised his hand to backhand Elena, she fell to the floor with a cry.

"Elena!" Stefan shouted rushing to her side.

Shouts filled the room and Bonnie moved in front of Drake, narrowing her eyes into slits as she tried her vampire hurting trick.

Drake stood there laughing as a confused expression crossed her face when he didn't drop to the floor screaming.

"Sorry little witch, I'm a little to powerful to be defeated on a beginners trick. You have a lot to learn, young Bennet." He mocked like this was all a fun game to him. Damon stood up, pushing Bonnie over to Alaric and Jeremy.

"Now Damon, what have I told you about running away from me?" Drake asked arching an eyebrow.

"You'll always find me." Damon answered the truth spell still in effect.

"Oh a truth spell, nice witch." He complimented Bonnie as he grabbed Damon and twisted him so he was holding him against his chest, lips inches away from his.

"Get the hell away from my brother!" Stefan shouted as he got up from Elena's side.

"Now why would I do that Stefan. I just love him sooo much!" Drake crooned in Damon's ear rocking him back forth in his arms and he placed kisses on Damon's neck.

Damon shuddered, but made no move to get away. His eyes were cast down to the ground as he let Drake do whatever he wanted to him.

"You love me to, don't you Damon?" Drake asked with a grin, raising Damon's chin so they were eye to eye.

"Yes." Damon breathed out truthfully. Stefan looked over at his brother to see the shame in his eyes as he admitted this.

"But then again, you love everyone. Your such a slut baby boy. Such a pretty slut." Drake spoke in a low teasing voice as he placed more kisses on Damon's neck. Damon winced at this, biting his lip nervously.

This wasn't Damon anymore. Damon Salvatore was never submissive. Not even with Katherine.

So how could this man have so much power over him?

"If you love him so much why are you hurting him?" Jeremy asked glaring at the sadistic vampire wanting nothing more then to put a stake into his heart.

Something changed in Drake's eyes. The teasing and amusement was gone replaced by fury and hate and his grip on Damon tightened. He sunk his nails into Damon's hip, causing the smaller vampire to cry out in pain.

"He forgot about me! He moved on!" Drake snarled leaning down to kiss Damon's neck again, this time he sunk his teeth in painfully and ripped Damon's throat open. Damon let out a cry of pain, biting at his lip as Drake licked at his blood.

"Mmmm, baby boy your so sweet." Drake teased again digging his nails deeper into Damon's hips to get a small whimper out of Damon.

Drake was so entranced by Damon's blood he didn't even notice Alaric and Jeremy pulling out the cross bow that they had been loading for the last five minutes while everyone was trying to attack Drake.

Stefan saw this out of the corner of his eye and realized what they were about to do.

Stefan charged at Drake, providing distraction. Drake dropped Damon and turned his back to face Stefan and Alaric fired the crossbow.

The wooden stake went straight into Drake's back and out through the middle of his chest. A loud howl of pain filled the house as Drake sunk to the ground, frantically trying to pull the stake out.

It was an almost perfect shot but it didn't hit his heart.

Drake snarled and turned to face Jeremy and Alaric anger on his face, not expecting the second stake to be shot from Jeremy's cross brow, hitting him in the chest again but not hitting his heart.

Damon got off the floor eyes wide in panic, not knowing what to do. He really did love Drake, he just couldn't cast him aside no matter how much Drake hurt him.

"Stop!" Damon yelled kneeling down next to Drake, pulling the stakes out of him desperately.

"Damon! What are you doing, get away from him!" Stefan shouted at him.

"NO! Don't hurt him, he's just sick Stefan. He's just sick, we can make him better!" Damon pleaded with his brother, eyes wide like a child. It was almost painful to watch the vulnerability spread throughout Damon's ice blue eyes.

He truly believed that he could fix Drake, return his sanity and humanity and go back to the way they were when they were alive.

Drake snarled, eyes like an animal they had no humanity in them as he pushed Damon away from him, swiping his nails across Damon's cheek creating three cuts.

Drake got up off the floor and in a flash was standing next to Jeremy taking ahold og him by the throat and slamming him into the wall, pinning him there as he leaned forward to his throat.

"Drake!" Damon shouted, clearly torn between two side here. Drake looked back, growling, two sharpened fangs out.

"Just stop. I-I'll go with you. Just leave them alone." Damon tried to reason with him, crossing the distance between them to pull him off Jeremy.

Drake smiled, his eyes still blood thirsty.

"Isn't that cute, sacrificing yourself for them! Too bad Damon, you've left me one time too much. I don't want you back, I want to make you pay." Drake hissed venomously.

Damon looked heart broken at that, staring up at Drake trying not to let his lip tremble.

"Drake, I'm sorry. I love you!" Damon begged, something uncommon for the others to see.

Drake cast cold eyes down upon him. "Then you wouldn't have run off with first slut you came across after I died now would you?"

Damon' eyes flashed, heating up in anger. "What did you expect me to do. Wait there alone waiting for you to come back? I thought you were dead, Drake!" Damon irritation.

"I expected you never to forget about me! To not throw yourself at everyone's feet!" Drake shouted, eyes mad with rage.

Something snapped in Damon. "I'm sorry I couldn't stay a nun for you!" he snapped coldly.

Suddenly there a was a resounding smack rebounding off the walls and Damon was on the floor, holding his bleeding cheek.

"Don't you dare speak to me like that, slut." Drake snarled and in a flash he was standing next to the door.

With inhuman eyes, black like a monster Drake looked back at Damon. "I'll kill you Damon, I'll kill you for betraying me!" Drake snarled at him and then turned to Stefan. "And I'll rip this town apart, one person at a time. But I'll save you for last baby boy." Drake vowed looking back to Damon.

With a sadistic smirk and dark eyes he raced out the door.

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