BROKEN BONES [4]

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"He's dead."
A woman cried, getting out of the car that had just ran over Roman.
"No, no."
A man gasped hurrying out of the car as well as Roman groaned popping his shoulder back into place.
"First of all, let me applaud you on your quick reflexes! The way you just whipped by me it was impressive."
Damon smirked at the couple as Roman stood, his bones popping as he did so.
"What is this?"
The man gaped at Roman as he and Enzo approached the couple alongside Damon.
"This is what is known as a slow night. I mean, I thought we'd go with the 'old guy in the road' standby, and you almost got by us."
The loud pop of Roman's jaw made all eyes snap to him.
"Maybe it's time we find a different method. This one hurts."
Roman pouted like a child.
"What do you want?"
The man asked the vampires.
"We could use a ride. It's the least you could do for running over my fiancé."
Enzo grinned wickedly.
"Come on. I'll drive."

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"Okay, a little backstory, because it's only fair,"
Damon started the story as Enzo and Roman pulled the couple into the abandoned slaughterhouse.
"My brother Roman, my friend here, Enzo, and I are the unwilling employees-"
"Employees? More like slaves."
Roman snorted making the woman jump.
"Yeah, more like slaves. Serfs. Lackeys."
Damon ranted on.
"Renfields!"
Enzo exclaimed as Roman chuckled.
"I hate that reference."
Damon rolled his eyes.
"We'll just call it 'mind control.'"
Enzo settled.
"Our job is to bring the worst of humanity, the dregs of life, and bring them here. So, between the two of you, who's worse?"
Damon asked turning to face the couple with a tight smile.
"Come on, winner gets a prize!"
Enzo cheered as the couple remained silent.
"What's the worst thing you've ever done in your life?"
Damon stepped up to the woman as she gulped nervously.
"I stole makeup from a drugstore once. Some blush and lipstick."
She mumbled.
Roman sighed pushing his brother out of the way as he stared into her eyes.
"Dig deeper. What's the worst thing you've ever done in your life?"
Roman compelled.
"I slept with my best friend's boyfriend."
"That's a little better."
Enzo shrugged as Roman sighed in boredom.
"Eight times."
The woman finished as Roman's eyes widened.
"You're doing something wrong, pal."
Enzo chuckled turning to the man, compelling him as well.
"So, what's the worst thing you've ever done?"
"One time, I stole all my Nana's pain pills and sold them for fifty bucks a pop. While she was dying of cancer."
Roman gaped at the man, glancing between Enzo and Damon.
"I think we have a winner."
Damon grinned wickedly.
"What do I win?"
The man asked anxiously.
Roman smirked clapping his shoulder, making the man jump out of his skin.
"You get to die the most painful, excruciating death imaginable."
Roman chuckled.
"And me?"
The woman asked quietly.
"We grant you mercy, you'll die quick. It'll be over before you-"
Enzo rushed to the woman, feeding until her heart stopped.
"I'll deal with this one. You do the honors?"
Enzo asked Damon picking up the woman's body.
"Of course."
Damon grinned taking the man from Roman's hold.
The eldest Salvatore led the man to the edge of the 'pit' as Roman like to call it.
"This way, come on."
Damon urged him.
"Easy, my friend."
Damon told the man as he tried to pull ways.
"Oh, God, no-"
"Hey, stay calm, shh. No use in making a scene in your final moments."
Damon compelled the man getting tired of the resistance.
"I don't want to die."
The man mumbled sadly.
"Nobody ever does. It's too bad isn't it?"
Roman glared grabbing the hook that hung above them and shoving it into the mans chest.
He screamed out in pain as Roman shoved him over the pool, Damon hitting the button to slowly lower him in.
The brothers ignored the screams as they saw blood tint the water.
"Want to watch some TV?"
Enzo asked the two as he came back, Roman jogging over to his fiancés side.
"Nah, I was just gonna read for a little while."
Damon gave a small smile.
"All right. Night, then."
Enzo grinned grabbing Roman's hand.
"Night Day."
"Night."