A/N: Remember I promised a damon chapter? Well here it is. Also I have a surprise towards the end of the chapter. 

There he was. The one and only Damon Salvatore choking my neck. I think I might have to change my favorite character from Damon to literally someone else. My 2nd favorite was Katherine but she also tried to kill me once in the Buffyverse. Why am I thinking about favorite characters when my life is literally on the line and Damon was choking me out? I think this is my mind trying me to reduce the trauma and accept my death in peace. I closed my eyes and started to snore.

"Logan! Wake up you piece of shit!" Damon punched my face as he cursed me incredulously.

That punch pained like a bitch. Damon's eyes widened as there was not a single drop of blood on my face.

I fixed my broken jaw and obviously opened my eyes. Injury protection spell seemed to be working. I just laughed. I was almost tempted to say 'I'm an immortal hybrid. I cannot be killed' in Klaus style but decided against it. I was already breaking the timeline. I just did not want to blow up the timeline and break it beyond repair.

There was an important detail I had not noticed yet. It was night. Also at the back trunk of Damon's car, I could see a little piece of cloth hanging out.

"So Damon, when you decide to bury someone's body, you need to be a little more careful. Vicki's clothes are showing." Oh god. I swear I have a motor mouth as Damon's eyes grew wider and wider if that was even possible and his face hardened with a suspicious look.

"How the hell do you know that?" Damon questioned me.

"It doesn't matter. We can go to your house and continue this interrogation. After dealing with the situation of course" It was bad enough that I had to talk with Damon. Anna used to compel Logan Fell. If she found out something fishy with me, things might turn out bad. Also, well shit! I haven't been in Logan's house for an entire day. Town council might start getting suspicious and shit.

Also now that I saw it, Damon was looking at me like he failed at something. Yes,Vervain from Sheila again helped me to resist his compulsion. I know. Sheila is a lifesaver.

Damon took me along with him to the woods where he buried Vicki's body in super-speed and then we were off to the Salvatore Boarding house.

I've seen the house in the show but seeing it with my own eyes in physical form was truly surreal. Fell's house was a pittance when compared to this shit.

The worst part about going with Damon though was that he immediately threw me in the dungeon. He had a gleeful look on his face. I am guessing he is going to torture me. This is not good.

"Woah! Woah! sorry about hunting you guys but really can we cut a deal?" I tried to appeal to the part of Damon that loved to make deals with his enemies.

"Before anything, please tell me how the hell are you alive? I am guessing you're still human but there was not a drop of blood on your face when I punched you and smashed your nose. It recovered like it was nothing. Also how are you able to resist my compulsion?" Damon collected all of his questions and started the Q&A session.

"All I can say is you can't kill me and I don't want to kill you and your brother. All that you can get out of me is a good deal." I didn't want to spill out too many beans.

"I tried the easier way. No,no. You want the hard way. So, hard way it is" Damon announced.

With that Damon decided to break the bones in each of my ten fingers. It pained so much that I was screaming so loud. Then Damon twisted both my arms. All I felt was undescribable pain. He then went on to twist my legs and twisted both my foot and my lower legs.

While the recovery from all the Damon torture might have taken only 2 mins, it felt like forever. Unfortunately Damon was just getting started. He punched me in the chest region more specifically I think at the spot where my heart was but his hand couldn't penetrate my skin. Again it pained like a bitch. I really wanted to stake Damon but alas I don't have super-speed. So, all I was at this point was a sitting duck who was getting tortured in weird and Unique ways. I found out that neck snaps alone can be done in about 19 different ways. I was punched repeatedly on my throat, stomach, chest in superspeed. Damon also punched me there. Yeah there. I was starting to cry like a baby at this point.

I decided that I've had enough by this point. No timeline was worth this much torture and assault. So I decided to give Damon something.

"Ok. Ok. You win. I'll tell you whatever you want to know. Please ask away your questions. I've forgotten all your questions because of your long barrage of torture."

I've resigned by this point. I didn't really know how much damage I am going to cause but all I know is that I am going to really regret it.

"Ok. Weasel. First question .." Damon was interrupted as his neck was snapped and his temporarily lifeless undead body fell to the ground.

I was shocked to see the one person who I did not think I would see at this point of time in this universe. It was Hope Andrea Mikaelson. The Tribrid.

"You killed Alaric!" Hope roared in anger. Her eyes were golden-yellow and her vampire fangs were showing as she choked my neck.

Oh no. What the hell did I do to the timeline of this universe? Hope being here means the timeline is already broken. I am truly screwed. This universe and possibly all of reality might be totally screwed.

A/N: Things just got out of hand. The idea of bringing Hope has been brewing in my head for a long time. I 'hope' that the surprise was good. Pun intended. Things will get bigger and more apocalyptic in the upcoming chapters. Stay tuned until the next update and keep supporting my fic with votes, comments and messages.