This story happens in an alternate universe where TV-Damon and Book-Damon switched places. PG-13 for some violence and sensaultiy.
A very powerful witch, watching Damon’s nasty behavior in Mystic Falls, decided to do an incredible spell, and sent him to Fell’s Church. However, there’s a price for such interference in the natural order of things. The Damon from Fell’s Church had to be taken to Mystic Falls.
Bonnie Bennett - 1
Bonnie was feeling lonely. She was alone at início in the Halloween. His father had traveled a couple of days before, Elena was with Stefan, obviously, and Caroline had started to hanging out with Tyler lately.
“So alone…” she muttered to herself while changing TV channels. She was bored, sat on the couch, waiting for the night to end.
Suddenly, she heard a sino ring. These kids wanting candies, she thought. She hadn’t bought anything for them, and was read to send them away, when she opened the door.
And had a surprise. There was an incredibly good-looking guy standing there. He had dark hair, black eyes and white skin. He was wearing a black leather jacket, black pants and black boots. He reminded her of someone, but she couldn’t figure out whom.
“Trick or treat?” he asked, with a gorgeous smile.
Bonnie couldn’t find her voice for a while. “Aren’t you too old for trick-or-treating?”
“It depends on the treat one’s looking for.”
“And what’s the treat you’re looking for?”
“You.”
Bonnie McCullough - 1
Bonnie was walking in her yard, when she heard a male voice cursing. Curious, she went looking for the fonte of noise.
There was an incredibly good-looking guy in the middle of the grass. His clothes were tore, and it looked like he had just fallen from a tree. His eyes were blue, and they fixed on her as soon as he saw her.
“Pretty redheaded, can you come here?” he said.
“Yes,” she said, before she could stop herself. Apparently, he was using some kind of Power to compel her.
When she was right in front of him, he stood up and held her close. Then he kissed her mouth so deeply, Bonnie could hardly breathe. “Please,” she murmured.
He left her lips to whisper in her ear. “Don’t worry, I’ll be gentle. You won’t feel anything.” Then he hugged her from behind, giving tiny little kisses all over her neck. Both his hands were caressing very lightly her bare skin.
“Please, don’t hurt me…” Bonnie begged.
“I won’t hurt you. I’ll just feed on you,” he said and laughed. “What’s your name?”
“Bonnie.”
Damon stopped. “Bonnie?”
“Yes.”
“Are you a witch?”
“Yes.”
Bonnie Bennett - 2
“Me? What do you mean? I don’t even know you…”
“Invite me in,” he said, and Bonnie found herself strangely affected por his Power. How could he force a witch?
“Please, come in…” Bonnie saw herself saying. Soon the boy was inside her living room, closing the door behind him.
“Now I can enjoy my treat properly,” he said.
“Who are you?” asked Bonnie.
“I’m Damon Salvatore.”
“Damon Salvatore? You are not Damon, I know him…”
“I’m another Damon. I’m not the one you’re used to. I’m a vampire as well, but I come from another world, where witches can be compelled. That’s why I made you invite me in.”
“Why are you here?”
“I came to get my Dia das bruxas treat.”
“Why me?”
“I have a crush on witches,” he said.
“It’s not truth. You came here because you want me to send you back to your place, isn’t it?”
“Of course, I want that too. I miss my sweet little witch. And if I’m here, that means your Damon Salvatore is there. If he dares to hurt my baby bird…”
“You won’t be able to do anything, because you can never meet him.”
“No, that’s what kills me.”
“This is really interesting. There are two different worlds, with two different Damons and two different witches…”
“Exactly. Two different Bonnies.”
“The other witch is called Bonnie?”
“Yes. But her last name is McCullough, and she’s a Celtic witch. She’s a redheaded.”
“Oh… This is really weird…”
“I guess we could say so.”
“But why would you both switch places?
“I don’t know. Probably some spell. That’s why I need you to help me get back there. The other Damon is probably trying to make my Bonnie sending him back here.”
“And what would happen if she got to send him back here?”
“I’d probably be sent back there, but that’s not what I’m worried about.”
“Why are you worried, then?”
“I’m worried about Bonnie. What he would do to force her.”
Bonnie McCullough - 2
“I just compelled you,” said Damon, still griping her body against his.
“Yes, you did…” answered Bonnie.
“How did I get to compel a witch?”
“Witches can be compelled.”
Damon pushed her away for a while and took a look at the surroundings. “Where am I?”
“Fell’s Church,” answered Bonnie.
“Fell’s church,” repeated Damon. “Tell me mais about you, sweetheart.”
“I’m a witch, my family is from Scotland… My name is Bonnie McCullough.”
“Interesting,” Damon said, while playing with her red curls.
“And you? You’re a vampire, right?” Bonnie asked. She was scared, but his pretty eyes were already melting her heart.
“Yes… I’m a poor vampire who’s been through a terrible accident. I need so much a witch’s help, you have no idea…”
“Accident? What happened?”
“For some reason I left the world where I belong. I’m starving, I’m weak and…” Damon stopped and put his hand over his chest, “I’m so lonely.”
Bonnie’s eyes were full of tenderness. “Oh, I’m going to do anything to help you…”
She’s so sweet, and silly, and easy to fool, Damon thought. “Would you give a few drops of your blood to help me regain strength?”
“Oh… Of course. But do it in the back of my neck… I don’t know what Damon would do if he found out I gave my blood to some other vampire…”
“Damon? Who’s Damon?”
“He’s a vampire. Just like you. But he’s very protective, so…”
“What’s his last name?”
“Salvatore.”
“Damon Salvatore? You’re his witch?”
“Oh… You could say so…” said Bonnie, flattered por the thought.
“It happens that I am Damon Salvatore, too. If I’m here, he’s probably in my world, harassing my witch.”
“Your witch?” asked Bonnie, suddenly jealous. She could stand her Damon permanently seducing her friends, but another witch?
Damon flashed a smile. “If he’s not here, he won’t be able to protect you. So,” he took a step toward Bonnie. “I guess I’ll bite your delicate neck freely.”
Bonnie didn’t like the way he approached her. He was careless, and didn’t seem to mind she had never been bitten before.
“Hold on,” she said. “My Damon has never bitten me.”
“Why?” asked Damon.
“I don’t know, but he hasn’t.”
Damon was suddenly annoyed. It seems his doppelganger is really boring. “Then what does he do with you?”
“Oh… He kisses me, sometimes…”
“That’s all?”
“He protects me, keeps me safe…”
“Time to learn something new, little witch,” Damon said and took her in his lap.
“Where are you taking me?”
“Inside your house. I can tell you’re a maiden, and believe me, I’m dying to change this situation…”
“What? I don’t want to lose my virginity with you…”
“Why not? I’m handsome, experienced… I’ll treat you right, I promise.”
“But you don’t amor me…”
“Love is overrated, sweetheart. I can tell you that.”
Bonnie couldn’t let him do it. But she knew, if that were what he wanted to happen, he’d make it.
“Invite me in,” he ordered.
“Please, come in,” Bonnie said, unable to resist his compulsion.
He took her to her room, he was glad there was no one else at home. When she was lying helpless in her bed, he could see the fear in her eyes.
“Please…” she begged.
He just smiled. She’s so pure, he thought.
Then he took off his shirt, and Bonnie was amazed at the sight of his bare chest. Gorgeous, she thought.
He leaned towards her and kissed her mouth. Bonnie found herself placing her hands on her shoulders and corresponding the kiss. Damon is not going to like it, she thought. Then she wiped her fingers through his hair. So soft…
A very powerful witch, watching Damon’s nasty behavior in Mystic Falls, decided to do an incredible spell, and sent him to Fell’s Church. However, there’s a price for such interference in the natural order of things. The Damon from Fell’s Church had to be taken to Mystic Falls.
Bonnie Bennett - 1
Bonnie was feeling lonely. She was alone at início in the Halloween. His father had traveled a couple of days before, Elena was with Stefan, obviously, and Caroline had started to hanging out with Tyler lately.
“So alone…” she muttered to herself while changing TV channels. She was bored, sat on the couch, waiting for the night to end.
Suddenly, she heard a sino ring. These kids wanting candies, she thought. She hadn’t bought anything for them, and was read to send them away, when she opened the door.
And had a surprise. There was an incredibly good-looking guy standing there. He had dark hair, black eyes and white skin. He was wearing a black leather jacket, black pants and black boots. He reminded her of someone, but she couldn’t figure out whom.
“Trick or treat?” he asked, with a gorgeous smile.
Bonnie couldn’t find her voice for a while. “Aren’t you too old for trick-or-treating?”
“It depends on the treat one’s looking for.”
“And what’s the treat you’re looking for?”
“You.”
Bonnie McCullough - 1
Bonnie was walking in her yard, when she heard a male voice cursing. Curious, she went looking for the fonte of noise.
There was an incredibly good-looking guy in the middle of the grass. His clothes were tore, and it looked like he had just fallen from a tree. His eyes were blue, and they fixed on her as soon as he saw her.
“Pretty redheaded, can you come here?” he said.
“Yes,” she said, before she could stop herself. Apparently, he was using some kind of Power to compel her.
When she was right in front of him, he stood up and held her close. Then he kissed her mouth so deeply, Bonnie could hardly breathe. “Please,” she murmured.
He left her lips to whisper in her ear. “Don’t worry, I’ll be gentle. You won’t feel anything.” Then he hugged her from behind, giving tiny little kisses all over her neck. Both his hands were caressing very lightly her bare skin.
“Please, don’t hurt me…” Bonnie begged.
“I won’t hurt you. I’ll just feed on you,” he said and laughed. “What’s your name?”
“Bonnie.”
Damon stopped. “Bonnie?”
“Yes.”
“Are you a witch?”
“Yes.”
Bonnie Bennett - 2
“Me? What do you mean? I don’t even know you…”
“Invite me in,” he said, and Bonnie found herself strangely affected por his Power. How could he force a witch?
“Please, come in…” Bonnie saw herself saying. Soon the boy was inside her living room, closing the door behind him.
“Now I can enjoy my treat properly,” he said.
“Who are you?” asked Bonnie.
“I’m Damon Salvatore.”
“Damon Salvatore? You are not Damon, I know him…”
“I’m another Damon. I’m not the one you’re used to. I’m a vampire as well, but I come from another world, where witches can be compelled. That’s why I made you invite me in.”
“Why are you here?”
“I came to get my Dia das bruxas treat.”
“Why me?”
“I have a crush on witches,” he said.
“It’s not truth. You came here because you want me to send you back to your place, isn’t it?”
“Of course, I want that too. I miss my sweet little witch. And if I’m here, that means your Damon Salvatore is there. If he dares to hurt my baby bird…”
“You won’t be able to do anything, because you can never meet him.”
“No, that’s what kills me.”
“This is really interesting. There are two different worlds, with two different Damons and two different witches…”
“Exactly. Two different Bonnies.”
“The other witch is called Bonnie?”
“Yes. But her last name is McCullough, and she’s a Celtic witch. She’s a redheaded.”
“Oh… This is really weird…”
“I guess we could say so.”
“But why would you both switch places?
“I don’t know. Probably some spell. That’s why I need you to help me get back there. The other Damon is probably trying to make my Bonnie sending him back here.”
“And what would happen if she got to send him back here?”
“I’d probably be sent back there, but that’s not what I’m worried about.”
“Why are you worried, then?”
“I’m worried about Bonnie. What he would do to force her.”
Bonnie McCullough - 2
“I just compelled you,” said Damon, still griping her body against his.
“Yes, you did…” answered Bonnie.
“How did I get to compel a witch?”
“Witches can be compelled.”
Damon pushed her away for a while and took a look at the surroundings. “Where am I?”
“Fell’s Church,” answered Bonnie.
“Fell’s church,” repeated Damon. “Tell me mais about you, sweetheart.”
“I’m a witch, my family is from Scotland… My name is Bonnie McCullough.”
“Interesting,” Damon said, while playing with her red curls.
“And you? You’re a vampire, right?” Bonnie asked. She was scared, but his pretty eyes were already melting her heart.
“Yes… I’m a poor vampire who’s been through a terrible accident. I need so much a witch’s help, you have no idea…”
“Accident? What happened?”
“For some reason I left the world where I belong. I’m starving, I’m weak and…” Damon stopped and put his hand over his chest, “I’m so lonely.”
Bonnie’s eyes were full of tenderness. “Oh, I’m going to do anything to help you…”
She’s so sweet, and silly, and easy to fool, Damon thought. “Would you give a few drops of your blood to help me regain strength?”
“Oh… Of course. But do it in the back of my neck… I don’t know what Damon would do if he found out I gave my blood to some other vampire…”
“Damon? Who’s Damon?”
“He’s a vampire. Just like you. But he’s very protective, so…”
“What’s his last name?”
“Salvatore.”
“Damon Salvatore? You’re his witch?”
“Oh… You could say so…” said Bonnie, flattered por the thought.
“It happens that I am Damon Salvatore, too. If I’m here, he’s probably in my world, harassing my witch.”
“Your witch?” asked Bonnie, suddenly jealous. She could stand her Damon permanently seducing her friends, but another witch?
Damon flashed a smile. “If he’s not here, he won’t be able to protect you. So,” he took a step toward Bonnie. “I guess I’ll bite your delicate neck freely.”
Bonnie didn’t like the way he approached her. He was careless, and didn’t seem to mind she had never been bitten before.
“Hold on,” she said. “My Damon has never bitten me.”
“Why?” asked Damon.
“I don’t know, but he hasn’t.”
Damon was suddenly annoyed. It seems his doppelganger is really boring. “Then what does he do with you?”
“Oh… He kisses me, sometimes…”
“That’s all?”
“He protects me, keeps me safe…”
“Time to learn something new, little witch,” Damon said and took her in his lap.
“Where are you taking me?”
“Inside your house. I can tell you’re a maiden, and believe me, I’m dying to change this situation…”
“What? I don’t want to lose my virginity with you…”
“Why not? I’m handsome, experienced… I’ll treat you right, I promise.”
“But you don’t amor me…”
“Love is overrated, sweetheart. I can tell you that.”
Bonnie couldn’t let him do it. But she knew, if that were what he wanted to happen, he’d make it.
“Invite me in,” he ordered.
“Please, come in,” Bonnie said, unable to resist his compulsion.
He took her to her room, he was glad there was no one else at home. When she was lying helpless in her bed, he could see the fear in her eyes.
“Please…” she begged.
He just smiled. She’s so pure, he thought.
Then he took off his shirt, and Bonnie was amazed at the sight of his bare chest. Gorgeous, she thought.
He leaned towards her and kissed her mouth. Bonnie found herself placing her hands on her shoulders and corresponding the kiss. Damon is not going to like it, she thought. Then she wiped her fingers through his hair. So soft…
