Damien had come home from work and felt like someone was watching him. He tapped into his telepathy, but found nothing out of the ordinary. He blinked and just open the door to his home. Alec wasnt home and he didn't sense Amelita so guess he was here by.himself. He headed to his room, changing into some jeans and a simple black shirt. He headed to the back yard with a cup of blood laced coffee and a folder he had to read for work.

It was still light out, around 6 and the sun was closed to setting. He sigh in content and started reading the folders first page when. Twig snapping made him look up, he saw a dark silhouette on the edge of the forest behind his house and stood up then. "What do you wan want ?" He called out.

David worked for Talbot, he had for close to a century now. The two of them were thick as thieves and did pretty much anything together, or they had until some brat from a small town had decided to make sure he wouldn't see Talbot again in his lifetime. Talbot was more than a boss and a friend, he was also David's lover and because of Damien they would now be separated for several decades and the witch would grow old and die alone. He was essentially running out of time a lot faster than the vampire would be freed from his stone prison.


The witch had known where Talbot had been last before his old friend Marcus had dragged him off to the council. It was time to do something about it, maybe find a way to get his lover back before his sentence was up. Either way, he was going to punish Marcus for this by taking away the one thing he loved more than himself. He couldn't physically take Damien away, but he could take all his memories away, that was something he could do.

Now he was waiting on the edges of his property for Damien to return home. Once he finally saw the vampire and was called out, he stepped closer and smirked slightly at the question. "I just want to talk," he said and walked up to the vampire. "You're Marcus's pet, aren't you?"

He blinked at the man that had stepped from the forrest, he didn't know what this man wanted and he.couldn't read his mind. That itself madr Damien wary of the witch. He.took a step back, narrowing his eyes at the man some at the question. "Im his lover....who are you?" He asked. The man was a.witch, that much was certain, but what did he want. He couldn't help but to look on guard. He had.felt someone watching him all day and had a feeling he was looking at the being that made him feel that way.

It was obvious Damien was concerned about what he wanted, not that he was about to tell the vampire that. Thankfully his gifts made telepathy a very tricky thing when it came to his mind so he was pretty sure the vampire wouldn't be able to read him. David had watched the vampire all day, trying to figure out when the best time to approach him was and now he had decided it couldn't wait any longer.

"You mean your lover hasn't told you?" He said with a smirk. Marcus knew who he was and he also knew what he could do, so it was a surprise that he hadn't let Damien know who would be coming for him now that Talbot was gone. "You nearly killed my lover not too long ago, and Marcus didn't even chide you for it," he said coldly. Yeah, it hurt that he hadn't even been given a chance to say goodbye because he wasn't welcome as far as vampire matters were concerned.

"So I'm giving you a clean slate," he chuckled as he used his magic on Damien to erase every memory of Marcus from the boy's mind. He wouldn't remember ever meeting Marcus or anything that came after. He might not even remember who he was before he met Marcus, he wasn't entirely sure on that point.

He stared at the witch, his eyes widen some at his words. Talbot had a lover? He didn't even know and the man actually thought of taking him as a pet I'd he had known at the time that Marcus and him weren't together. He was actually going to try and talk his way out of this instead of fighting, but before he could get a word out, he suddenly felt empty. Everything he had known of Marcus, Arya, Alec, Gale and everyone he had met when he was a vampire disappeared. The only thing he had remembered was his name and thought he was human.

Once all his vampiric memories were gone, he looked so confused and blinked his blue eyes at the witch."Who are you?" He asked and looked around."Do you know where my mother is?" He aasked.

David smirked when he noticed the blank expression on the vampire's face, before he wiped it all away and smiled at the boy instead. It was obvious he was back to thinking he was human again by now and the question just made the witch sigh softly. "David," he replied in answer to the first question and stepped back a little. There was no point being overly close if the boy actually didn't remember being a vampire at all. It still amazed him after so many years how his powers worked from time to time. Especially when he wanted to really get back at someone.

"I'm sorry to be the one to tell you when you don't know me, but your mother is dead," he said with a somber look on his face. "She was murdered by a very bad man, a man that is bound to come looking for you sooner or later, so you should probably find someplace safe to hide," he continued. There was no point in telling Damien that he'd been a vampire for however long he had and that Marcus hadn't actually killed his mother, it would be much more amusing to just see how well he'd adjust to his new state of being and what he would assume and accept of what David told him.

He didn't know anyone name David but only nodded and gave a small smile. He wondered where his mother was....and where he was? This place didn't look like his old home. He looked back to David, his eyes widen and he couldn't help but to look heartbroken. He felt tears suddenly run down his face."W-why.....would he kill her....who is he?" He asked between soft sobs. Who was this man and why would he kill his mother, she was a gentle person and never bothered anyone.

It was fascinating to watch how Damien reacted to everything. Especially when he started sobbing like that. Stepping closer to Damien again, he carefully wrapped his arm around his shoulder. "We need to get you inside and I'll tell you what I know, ok?" he said gently, guiding Damien back inside. The boy didn't know this was his home, so David could pretend that it wasn't just now.

Gently guiding Damien to the couch, he sat down next to the vampire. "His name is Marcus, and he killed your mother so he could have you all to himself like some love slave, but it seems you got away just in time," he sighed softly. David didn't know how far he should take this or how long he should let it continue, he just knew that he couldn't stay for too long once Marcus realized what was going on. Unless of course he could take Marcus's memories as well, which would be highly amusing.

He could just picture it now, close to three thousand years just washed away, leaving him thinking he was still human and had somehow wound up in some strange, magical land or something. After all, Marcus had been around for a long time, he'd seen a lot of things over the years, but if he had none of those memories, he'd be just as clueless and harmless as a little kitten. Now that was something to consider.

He wasn't sure if he should trust David, he didn't know the guy at all and didn'teven know where he was or what was going on. He just followed the other inside, still crying softly at his mother's death. He sat down on the couch and once the.other.revealed why his mother was killed made him sick to his stomach and he couldn't help but to almost make a gagging sound. "He killed her to make me a sex slave......."He whispered, clearly stunned at this and covered his mouth to contain anore noises. Was he raped by.this.man?

It was obvious Damien was confused, but that was to be expected after all. From what he'd heard from Talbot, Damien was from a small village in France, and there wasn't even a remote similarity between the townhouse they were currently in and Damien's home town. It gave him a sick sense of satisfaction to see Damien so distraught and confused by the whole situation. It almost made up for the fact that he'd almost killed Talbot not too long ago. Almost.

"He must have known you would never leave her behind on your own. Like I said, he's a dangerous man. I'm sure he'll come looking for you sooner rather than later as he's convinced you're his lover," he was speaking in soft tones, trying to comfort the crying vampire. How had Marcus ever even convinced the kid to go with him if he'd been this sensitive back then as well? It baffled him really. How had such a meek child turned into someone capable of taking down a vampire more than twice his age?

The witch was about to say something else when he felt someone watching him. He hadn't heard the door open or anything, so he was a bit surprised when he looked up to see Marcus standing there, watching them with a curious look on his face. "What's this?" he asked, looking at Damien. What was some stranger doing, sitting there with his arm still around Damien and trying to comfort him? He'd missed something here, he was sure of it, but he didn't know what or even how it had happened.

Marcus slowly made his way over to the two on the couch and leaned down to kiss Damien on the cheek. He didn't want to bring the younger vampire any more discomfort after all. "What's wrong, love?" he asked, looking at him with nothing but concern written across his face.

Was Marcus crazy? He didn't even know what Marcus look like or where he was. Why wasn't he in France? This was all cconfusing to him and he merely cried softly, not sure what he could say. It wasn't until he heard another voice did he look up and saw another unfamiliar face. He looked confused and even scared at the question before he jumped at the kiss to his cheek.

Was this Marcus? He quickly pushed the man away and got to his feet, clearly fear stricken now."A-are you Marcus......." he asked, eyes still full of tears and bright red.

Marcus didn't understand what was going on. Why was Damien so confused? Why was he so utterly terrified of him? Something definitely wasn't right about the situation and it wasn't until he heard the question that he understood what had happened. Someone had erased Damien's mind and he had a clear idea that it had to be the witch sitting there next to his lover.

"You know the answer to that question, Damien. You've known me for centuries after all," he said with a sad smile. Before either of the two men could react, Marcus had the witch by his throat and pushed against the floor. "Fix him," he snarled at the witch.

He did not expect the witch to chuckle in the position he was currently in. "Talbot sends his regards. You didn't chide Damien for hurting him and now he's imprisoned. Seems only fair to take something from you in return," he was actually smirking at this point. Since he hadn't gotten out in time and had been caught off guard by the other vampire, he didn't see much of a choice. Placing a hand on Marcus's arm, he repeated the process he'd done on Damien, leaving Marcus just as empty. Once the man forgot he was a vampire, he seemed utterly shocked at how he was holding the witch and let go quickly.

Only problem with the whole thing was that without his memories, Marcus didn't seem to remember how to speak English either and what he was saying made absolutely no sense to David. He could deal with Damien's French, as Talbot had made sure he knew that much at least, but ancient Greek? That was total gibberish to him.

Marcus was frustrated when no one seemed to understand his questions. Where was he and what were all this things around him? Most importantly, why didn't anyone understand what he was saying? He was still speaking a well-known language, was he not? Exasperated, he sat down on the floor where he was, resting his head in his hands and trying to remember how he'd gotten to where he was.

Pleased with himself, David walked over to Damien and smiled slightly. "He won't be a problem, he seems utterly unable to even make sense with his speech so you're safe. Just, leave him be." Returning to the sofa, he sat down and leaned back, satisfied with his success of turning the almighty Marcus into someone thinking they had to work the fields or something like that in the morning. Now all he had to do was sit back and watch the vampires wreck havoc because they didn't even know they were vampires at this point. Heck, maybe they'd even be drawn to one another as it was now, one never knew. "If he talks, listen very intently, maybe you'll be able to make sense of his gibberish."

Known him for centuries? How could he known someone for centuries, he was a human after all and knew he couldn't known someone for centuries, that was utterly impossible. He gasped when the man he had a feeling was Marcus grabbed the witch by his throat, snarling and actually ordered him to be fixed. Why would be need to be fix, he was so scared and confused.

Then, he watched as the man he thought was to be Marcus suddenly appeared confused Anne started speaking in some weird language. He blinked, confused by why the man went from being violent to know having the same confused look on his face that matched his own. He know thought that David had done something to the man, maybe he took away his memories? Could that be possible? So many questions were running through his head and a lot of uncertainty.

He stared at David, clearly iunsure of how to take what the man said to him. Alechad come home from spending time with Casey and ran home, stopping when he sensed something wrong. He opened the door and walked in, finding Marcus, Damien and a unknown man in the living room. He didn't know what was going on till he heard Marcus speaking in some unknown language. "Damien, what's going in?" He asked. His question was replied with a confused look."Who are you?" He asked. Alec blinked and knre what was going on then and quickly ran out of the home, not letting the man that took Damien and Marcus memories away.

He ran to Aryas home and informed her what was going on.

Arya was surprised to say the least when Alec showed up at her door like that. Sure, she'd missed the boy, but she really hadn't expected him to show up at her door out of the blue. What he had to say though was cause for concern. The blonde told the newborn to wait just for one moment while she changed out of her work clothes. Instead of the restricting pencil skirt, she emerged from her bedroom in jeans and a loose shirt. After all, there was no point in being extravagant when she had to babysit until she could get help here.

"Let's go," she muttered and went back with Alec. David was long gone by the time she arrived. It seemed he'd done what he came there to do and that he didn't really care what happened from there. Marcus was still talking to himself, but she went straight to Damien. Thinking about that time, shortly after he was turned, when she'd kissed him, she gently reached out and touched his cheek. "I know this must be scary for you, but please don't wander off anywhere. I'll explain everything in a minute ok?" She smiled gently at him before she went to Marcus and knelt in front of him.

Marcus finally silenced when a strange woman was kneeling right by him, placing a hand on his cheek and talking to him in a language he could understand. She told him he had to be patient, that she would send for someone who could help bring back the memories of how he'd wound up where he was. In the meantime, she bit her hand and pressed the wound to his lips. At first he pulled back, but when she insisted he found that he actually craved the blood and that alone scared him. It sort of worked, it worked just well enough to get him to calm down and recognize that he knew this woman somehow. The images that flooded through his mind made no sense at all, but somehow he knew the woman, and the young man who seemed as confused as he was.

Satisfied that Marcus wouldn't run off into the world, Arya brought him from the floor and guided him to sit on the couch while she pulled out her phone. She didn't have a direct line to Gabriel, but she had a way of reaching Antonette and the witch seemed to understand what was needed of her the moment she explained that Marcus and Damien were both without their memories at the time being. Hopefully Gabriel would come and fix everything, but until then she needed to keep them busy. "Alec, make sure Damien doesn't wander off, I'll deal with Marcus," she said with a slight sigh. All they could do was wait really and try to feed Marcus more of her blood to give him more memories to hold on to.

David was gone and he had a feeling that Marcus wasn't going to hurt him, but he made sure to sit inn the opposite end of the room, he was trying to figure out what to do from there when two strangers showed up. A very pretty blonde lady came in along with that boy from earlier. He blink at her touching his cheek and blushed slightly, she was so pretty and it made him calm down some. "OK....." he said softly, pulling his knees closed to his chest.

Alec nodded to what Arya had told him, smiling some at Damien and sat down infront of him. He tried talking to the confused vampire but it seemed that he wasn't getting anywhere. He sigh softly and watched what Arya was doing.

Gabriel was in a small town in Russia, he had gone to colderclimates and wanted to be more isolated in the world. The witch that he had aquired had made him a fine specimen of hybrid and he enjoyed studying the other, compiling notes on everything. It was.safe to say that the witch was Gabriel's favorite person and he treated her well. He was talking with his new hybrid when he felt something was wrong. He told the newborn to go home, which he did and Gabriel couldn't help but to look towards the west, frowning at this feeling.

His witch had come out from their home and told him what had happened. His eyes narrowed slightly and he made arrangements to fly out to Bitter Springs and he knew where to find David, he was going to have to take the memories that the bastard had stolen. He sent Antonette ahead of him and headed out to find David.