Damon Salvatore

Tyler woke up and found himself chained onto a chair. “What the hell?”
“Oh, no, not hell. Heaven. That’s where you’ll soon be” a voice said. A voice that sounded horribly familiar. A shadow came over Tyler and Klaus came in vision.
“Seriously? u again? If I wanted to see your ugly face again I would’ve gegeven u a call” Tyler zei annoyed. Being imprisoned door Klaus was getting really old. “Look, whatever u want with me, can u just get it over with already?”
“Oh, but of course” Klaus said. He bit his wrist and forced Tyler to drink his blood. Then he grabbed Tyler’s neck and snapped it.
“And now we wait” Klaus said.
 

Damon tried to open his eyes, but the vervain burned too painful. Now he had lost his sight he had to count on his hearing. And Bonnie gladly took advantage of that. She slowly step around Damon, waiting a few seconden after each step.
“What are u doing?” Damon asked anxious.
But Bonnie didn’t answer.
She held a horn in her hands and held it right volgende to Damon’s ear.
“What are u doing?” Damon repeated. He tried to feel where Bonnie was with his free hand.
Bonnie grabbed his hand and turned it on his back, until she felt it break. While Damon cried she pressed the horn, which drowned his voice.