summary: after turning klaus’ hybrid against him, he’s out for blood and it’s yours.
beta: she wants to remain anonymous
square filled: being hunted // biting
fandom: the vampire diaries
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“I can hear you breathing!” Klaus yelled as you ran from him. Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit. Klaus was going to kill you if he got his hands on you. He was the Original Hybrid, so he was fully capable of catching you, but you knew he loved the hunt. When he first let you into his life, you were more than grateful since you knew you would have the best protection in town. Despite being 800 years old, you knew there was nothing better than a Mikaelson to back you up in life.
When Klaus started making hybrids, you felt bad for the sons of bitches that succumbed to his every command. They were sired to Klaus because they felt like they owed him for saving them from transforming every month. When Klaus needed one, he would snap his fingers and demand for them to be at his beck and call. It truly wasn’t fair, but if being with Klaus for a few centuries ever taught you anything, it’s that he didn’t like to play fair.
As his army grew, you decided to act on free will and helped the hybrid gain theirs back. It was a risky move considering if Klaus found out, he would have our head, but you couldn't sit by and watch it happen. One by one, you helped the hybrids gain their freedom by making them turn hundreds of times before they no longer felt saved by Klaus.
At first, he didn’t notice his hybrids turning on him until one of them snitched on you when Klaus demanded he tells him why he wasn’t doing his job. At that moment, when Klaus locked deadly eyes on you from across the room, you knew you were in big trouble. In all your life, you have never gotten out of a room so quickly than you did now. His mansion was surrounded by woods, so it would be a while until you found your way out of them, but once you did, you thought you would go to Europe or Asia to reside as you hid from Klaus the rest of your life.
It seems like wherever you went, Klaus was going to be there waiting to kill you. To throw him off your trail, you grabbed a rock before puncturing your hand. Wiping your blood on the nearest tree, you used your vampire speed and went in the opposite direction to somehow throw him off. You didn't know if it was going to work, but you had to try.
“I smell your blood. You think you can trick me?!” he yelled once he arrived at the site of your blood. Marking a few more trees, you made sure they were random before getting the hell out of there. If Klaus got his hands on you, you knew that your death wouldn’t be quick and painless, it would be torture and dragged out for weeks, months, years, centuries to come. As soon as you got to a clearing, you used your vampire speed to get the hell out of there before running right into one of Klaus’ stronger hybrids. He grasped your shoulders, and you tried to fight him off to escape. Even though he was newly turned, young hybrid beat old vampire any time of the day.
“Let me go, please,” you begged, but he only turned you around and held you to his body. Looking up, you saw the Original Hybrid stalk through the trees before revealing himself fully. Your eyes were wide, your blood was racing, and your thoughts were running a million miles a second.
“Klaus, you have to understand,” you begged.
“I gave you shelter, food, protection, and this is how you thank me?” he asked as he got closer to you.
“What you’re doing to them isn’t right! You can’t take away free will! You’re not God!”
“No, I’m not. I’m the Original Hybrid,” he said as his eyes turned yellow, and both sets of fangs came out, “and you just pissed him off.”
“Klaus, please. If you want a loyal army, then you have to give them something worth being loyal to. Fear isn’t always the best excuse!” you panicked.
“But it is the best response. The fear coming off you smells delicious,” he sniffed your neck as you stiffened up.
“Are you going to kill me?”
“Yes, but not right now. No, you need to be thoroughly punished first. I say, another 800 years before I finally grant you the sweet release of death. But for right now,” he growled before biting into your neck. Tipping your head back, you screamed in pain as his werewolf venom coursed through your veins.
“There’s more where that came from,” he chuckled as he wiped your blood off his lips with his thumb.
“This will kill me in 24 hours. What happened to 800 years?” you coughed as the poison worked through your body.
“You’re forgetting one little thing, love. I am also the cure, and as long as you’re with me, you’ll be in constant pain. You’re free to go, roam the city for all I care. But you’ll come back to me because we both know you don’t want to die. You said so yourself. I’ll be expecting your return shortly,” he grinned as his hybrid let you go. A split second later, and they were both gone. Falling to your knees, you knew he was right.
Death is something you’ve avoided for 800 years, and you would be damned if you’re going to let Klaus be the reason for it.
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characters: damon salvatore x reader, minor characters
word count: 1,711
warnings: fluff, angst in the beginning, fear of the sunlight
summary: your biggest fear is the sunlight, and being a vampire without protection makes that fear rational. will you ever get over your fear?
beta: none for this one
squares filled: facing their fear // heliophobia
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“Please, no more,” you begged your captors. It took ten of them to take you down which was surprising given your age. It didn’t help that they had vervain at their disposal which is why they were able to take you, a 30-year-old vampire, down. Being new to the life came at a disadvantage to you especially when you didn't have anyone to help show you the ropes. The only reason why you were a vampire was because someone took too much of your blood, fed you to heal you, not knowing that what they took was deadly. You died shortly with their blood in your system, so it’s safe to say you were freaked out when you woke up.
It took some time getting used to the fact that you now drank human blood, couldn’t go out in the sun, and that wood can kill you. Well, anyone who gets impaled in their heart will die, wood or not. However, you learned the hard way that you could have metal stashed in your heart and still live, so there’s that.
The world was at a place where vampire hunters was a big thing. They roamed the Earth in packs much like werewolves. They searched and hunted the bloodsuckers, and it was your mistake that got them on your trail. No matter how many times you moved or where you moved to, they would be right there behind you to get you. It took them a while to finally catch up to you, but when they did, they were prepared.
“Tell us how many more there are of you,” one of the older men demanded to know.
“I don’t know! I don’t know if there are any more!” you answered for the fifth time. They never accepted that answer, and you were in too much pain to lie to them.
“Liar!” he growled before pulling on the rope that opened the skylight. Sunlight poured in the dark room, and as soon as it hit your skin, it started bubbling. Screaming out in pain, you tried to get away, but they had you tied to the chair tightly. They also had vervain pumping into the room through the air vents to keep you sedated while they questioned you.
“Please stop!!” you yelled in pain. Your skin sizzled and burned at the contact of sunlight, and they would use this against you for however long it would take until you gave them the answer they were looking for. The only problem was that you didn't know what kind of answer they wanted otherwise you would have given it to them by now.
“Tell us how many of you are out there!” he yelled.
“I don’t know!!” you screamed as the pain grew more intense. Right before your skin could catch fire, they closed the hatch. Groaning in pain, you could feel your wounds healing since the vampire blood in you did that.
“I don’t know,” you cried softly.
“Come on! The beach is right across the street! You’ve been held up in this house for the whole week! We never see you anymore!” one of your good friends, Sam, said from your front door. She had opened it all the way, letting in the stream of sunlight into your darkened home. Ever since you had been tortured a hundred years ago, you had not once gone out in the sun in fear you would die. They had ruined it for you, and you didn't know how to live without the fear of the sun.
“No, I can’t. I started throwing up these last few days. I think I’m sick,” you coughed to try to make your story seem true. Leaning against your staircase, you made sure to stay out of the light’s way.
“Fine. We’ll check up on you later today, okay?”
“How about tonight? After the sun has gone down. Maybe I’ll feel better then.”
“Yeah, maybe,” she shrugged before she closed the door. When you knew the sun wasn’t going to threaten your life, you walked to the door with a sigh. It was hard to make friends because you couldn’t go out in the day time. Every few years you had to move towns or states because your friends stopped being friends with you. There was no life for you if you couldn’t get over your fear of the sun or find a solution to your situation. There had to be vampires out there that had something to protect them against the sun, and you were going to find it.
The town of Mystic Falls was quite the strange one. Everyone gave you weird vibes, but you had no other place to go right now. The sun was coming up, and you needed to find a place to stay for the day before you can lave and properly find some safe place. The only house in view was a brick mansion. The Salvatore Boarding House is what the plack said at the gate. Rushing up the path, you knocked on the door, hoping that whoever answered would let you in.
“Can I help you?” a man with raven dark hair and icy blue eyes asked when he opened the door.
“Hi, are there rooms for rent here? I saw it was a boarding house,” you asked quickly. The sun would be up at any moment.
“I’m sorry, that’s been out of business for almost a century.”
“Shit,” you muttered, hoping that the stranger didn't hear.
“Where is the closest motel or hotel?” you asked as you bit your lower lip nervously.
“A few hours north of here,” he replied. Panic surged through your veins because there was no way you would make it in time. The sun was coming up fast, and you either needed to push your way inside or die. The sunlight was coming up the pavement quickly, and just as it was about to touch you, you used your vampire speed and rushed inside. If your heart could beat, it would be erratic.
“Okay, never pegged you for a vampire,” the stranger said as he closed the door. “What’s your name?”
“Y/N. Are you one?”
“Yep, and so is my brother who lives here as well.”
“The light doesn’t bother you?” you asked with a confused look.
“Nope. Got one of these bad boys,” he grinned as he held up his hand with a peculiar ring on it.
“What does that do?”
“It protects me from the sun. I’m assuming by the way you rushed in here that you don’t have one.”
“Where can I get one?” you asked, finally feeling that hope you had since the day your former friend asked you to go to the beach. That had been 50 years ago, but you never gave up hope.
“Whoa, we don’t pass them out just to anyone. You’re welcome to stay here for the day. Pick a bedroom that you like. The one on the far right is mine and the far left is Stefan’s. Don’t go in them,” he said as he walked off.
“Thank you?” you said, posing it as a question. How would you go about getting this so-called ring that protects you from the sun? Did that mean having one would make your fear of the sun go away? You really wanted to find out.
“Here,” Damon said as he passed you the ring that one of his witch friends made. Shakily taking the ring, you slid it over your right middle finger. It was a perfect fit, and it looked so delicate which was more your style.
“Does it work?” you asked. Damon had been letting you stay for a few months now. You two had grown exceptionally close, especially when you told him what had happened to you when you first became a vampire. He was quick to inform you that vampire hunters weren't a thing anymore, that you would be safe in this town. There were a lot more vampires here than anywhere else you’ve been over the years. Not just vampires, witches, werewolves, hybrids, Originals, and much more. There had been so much you were missing out on all because of your stupid fear. Damo thought it was time that you finally got a daylight ring that Bonnie so graciously made for you. In the time you spent in this small town, you’ve made friends with almost all of Damon’s. It was welcoming to find other vampires who knew of your problems and understood them.
“Why don’t you find out?” he asked as he opened his front door. Taking a deep breath, you stared at the sunlight hitting the plants outside. If your heart could beat, it would be racing a mile a minute.
“I don’t know. What if it doesn’t work?” you asked with wide eyes. The pain you felt during those years came rushing back, and you were fearful of it happening again.
“Do you trust me?” he asked as he held his hand out. Weirdly, you did. Without saying a word, you hesitantly placed your palm in his, and let him tug you to the front door. He could tell you were reluctant, but he would be with you every step of the way. His feelings for you had grown since he met you, and the thought of you in pain broke his heart--if it could break.
Upon reaching the door, you took a shaky breath before stepping on the concrete. The minute sunlight touched your ski, you expected your skin to sizzle and burn like it had been for the past 180 years. However, your skin remained intact as you allowed yourself to face your fear. Damon took you all the way out into the sun, and he loved the smile your face bared when you realized you were going to be okay.
“This is amazing,” you whispered as tears sprung to your eyes. Turning to Damon, you jumped into his arms and nuzzled your face in the crook of his neck. “Thank you so much.”
“You’re welcome,” he whispered as he held you tightly against him. This had been the greatest gift anyone could ever give you because now you truly had nothing left to fear.
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