Living With Damon and Stefan

Masquerade Ball

"I still don't know why you wouldn't let me kill Mason," Damon said. "That guy was an ass,"

"Takes one to know one Damon," I said.

We were walking through the woods, looking for the well that apparently had the moonstone in it.

"Yeah, but he's a bigger ass than me," he said.

I looked at him.

"Okay, I admit, maybe I'm more of an ass, but I'm far more attractive than him," Damon said.

"You're so- Wait," I said, shoving my hand out and stopping Damon. "There's the well,"

"Finally," Damon muttered.

I dodged a couple of trees and walked out into a bit of a clearing. In the middle of it was a well that had a metal grate on it with a padlock.

Without saying anything Damon leaned over and broke it.

"Why would he hide it in a well?" I asked.

"Probably to piss us off," Damon said.

"You know Damon, not all of us do things just to piss others off," I said.

"Why not, it's fun," he said. He grabbed hold of the grate and lifted it off the well.

I climbed up to the edge and peered down.

"It would help if there was light," Damon said.

I sighed and clicked my fingers. A ball of fire appeared in my hand and I threw it into the well. It gave us a brief view of the inside of the well. The water at the bottom was filled with vervain plants.

"Yeah," Damon said. "You can go in and get it."

"If I don't come back up tell everyone I'll haunt them when they sleep," I said.

I jumped down, using the air to soften my fall. I splashed into the water and it came up to my waist.

"You okay?" Damon called from up the top.

"You owe me new shoes," I yelled back.

I looked around and decided how I was going to do this.

"Okay, let's do this," I muttered to myself.

I held my arms out and moved them away from each other. The water parted up the sides of the well and left the bottom dry.

"Found it!" I yelled. There was a small box tied to a string that was hooked onto the floor.

I picked up the box and ripped it off the string.

I flexed my hands out and I shot up out of the well.

"It smelt really bad down there," I said. I motioned my hand and all of the water that had soaked up in my clothes floated up and dropped on the ground.

I opened the box, expecting something epicly cool. My excitement dimmed when I got a good look at it.

"That's it?" I asked. "That's what everyone is making a big fuss about?"

The moonstone was about the size of a hockey puck and was a cloudy white colour.

"Looks like a bar of soap," Damon said.

"It really does," I said.

"The first ever vampires to roam the world are after this thing," Damon said. "Not to mention Katherine and probably half of the supernatural population."

I grinned. "And we have it,"

"Come on," Damon said. "Let's head back."

He started walking.