A Dangerous Desire

Twist

Victoria POV:

On the roof, Damon tears into my neck, man that hurt like a b***h, but he quickly pulls away spitting out my vervain trained blood and coughing violently. 

I use this time to pull out a can of pepper spray that is now vervain spray and got him right in the eyes making him stagger backward. Not leaving him any time to recover I kicked him hard in the chest causing him to fall off the roof. 

I open my bag and pull out a bandage to cover the puncture wounds and stop any bleeding.

After that I calmly walked down to the bar and order two drinks, It doesn't take long before he storms in looking murderous,

"Do you have any idea how long I am going to torture you now before I kill you?" he says getting right in my face.

I force myself to stay calm and passed him over a drink,

"Relax, take a seat, I got you a drink. This time without the vervain twist, I know how that disagrees with you."

"Are you trying to die tonight?" he asks looking at me like I've lost my mind.

"No, I'm not. I have no doubt if you want to kill me you'll succeed sooner or later,"

"Trust me it'll be sooner," he threatens

"Well, I think if you've learned anything tonight, is that I'm not going down without a fight. Look I don't want to die, but I'm also not gonna bat my eyes at you and kiss your ass so you take pity on me, something tells me that's not an emotion you carry. So I decided if you came at me I'd do something different than the generic beg for my life route, you know mix it up... keep it interesting."

"And you think not being a cliche will keep you alive?" Damon said condescendingly. 

"Probably not for long, if that was all my plan entailed."

"Well please, dazzle me with your master plan."

I sigh, "sit down, take a breath, enjoy your drink, and I will. Right now you seem a bit unhinged, it's drawing attention."

"You know what else draws attention, kicking a man off a roof!" He whisper screams at me,

I roll my eyes, "please, you're fine, it's your ego that's more bruised than anything, come on I even bought the expensive bourbon," I say nudging the glass toward him.

He clenches his jaw but eventually takes a seat and downs his drink.

"There, sitting, drinking, and breathing, now spill before I get bored again and kill you right here in front of all these people."

"I know how to open the tomb," I tell him cutting to the chase.

His eyes widened, "what?"

"The comet is tonight, that's what you've been waiting for, right? Now all you need is the ugly crystal necklace and a witch... but what if I told you I know a short cut?"

He studies me before answering, "I'd say you just got interesting again."

The bartender comes back over, "the next round is on him," I say nodding over to Damon.

"So how does a small town druggie know so much?" He asks me snidely

I roll my eyes, "I assure you I'm perfectly sober,"

"Oh yeah for how many hours now?"

"It's been two days thank you very much," I tell him.

"Must be a record," he says sarcastically. 

"It doesn't matter how I know things, just that I do, so I'm going to give you a piece of information proving to you my value and in return, you're gonna refrain from negatively impacting the population of Mystic Falls."

He thinks about it for half a second "or I can drag you out of here, drain the vervain from your body and compel you to tell me everything I want to know," he says making me gulp in fear.

"Where's the fun in that?" I try asking.

"Oh trust me, I'll find it plenty fun."

"More fun than always being one step ahead of Stefan?" I can tell I shocked him with that one.

He looks at me slightly interested now so I press on,

"Say you do get me out of here without anyone seeing, wait till the vervain's out of my system, compel me... torture and kill me. That puts the ball back in Stefan's court, he'll come after you try to thwart your plans, but keep me alive and I can not only be your endless source of information, I'll be a double agent. You won't have to worry about your little brother swooping in and spoiling all your plans... speaking of, he just walked in, what's it gonna be?"

Damon POV:

Oh brother did I want to kill this chick. I did not expect her to get the drop on me and that had me wanting to tear her apart ripper style but unfortunately the b***h made a few good points. She clearly knows more than she should and it could be useful to have someone on the inside to keep an eye on him make sure he doesn't Stefan up any of my plans... plus she's certainly not boring, she'll make the time left waiting for Katherine slightly more enjoyable. Crap I think I'm gonna let her live.

"Answer me one question?" I ask her staring deep into her eyes,

She gives me a nod,

"Why do you want to help me, aside from self-preservation, there's another reason isn't there?"

She looks down somewhat sadly before returning my stare,

"The girl you killed last night, it was supposed to be me, I knew you would attack me and I thought by not showing up I'd just avoid it... I didn't consider someone else would be hurt in my place."

"What makes you think I would have attacked you, I mean don't get me wrong you're very attackable," I tell her.

"I saw it," is her answer... huh.

Well, she just keeps getting more and more interesting. 

"Give me your phone," I program my number in and text myself so I have hers.

"I'll be in touch, thanks for the bourbon." I finish my drink and sure enough, Stefan rushes over to her to make sure she's okay... let's see how she plays this.

I listen in:

Stefan: "Are you alright? What did Damon want?"

Vicki: "For me to come with him, he was really weird and creepy and he was doing this thing with his eyes... I don't know man, it was just weird. Then he looked at this bracelet I was wearing and got all huffy and walked away." 

I smirk, the girl had skills and Stefan fell for it, maybe she could be useful to my diabolical plan after all.