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Damon shook his head, "It was probably nothing." He whipped his head in the direction of his bedroom where a crash was heard. He looked back at Danny with wide eyes, "Please tell me you heard that." Before waiting for her to respond, he cautiously approached his bedroom, seeing an intruder going through his stuff. Damon casually leaned against the doorframe, "So you thought you'd let yourself in and help yourself to my stuff, huh?"
The intruder looked up, shocked. It was a young teenage boy..probably just looking for trouble, "I wasn't expecting anyone to be home."
"I wouldn't think you would. Now get out before I call the cops on you, kid." Damon rolled his eyes, now irritated.
The kid smiled and stood up straight, "Are you going to make me?" He reached into his backpack and pulled out a gun, "Again, are you gonna make me?"
Damon's eyes widened, "How the hell does a kid get his hands on a gun?"
The intruder smirked, "What kind of stuff do you have, huh? Anything worth my time."
Damon remembered the tea set which was actually authentic, but he can't remember how. All that he knows is that it would be worth quite a bit. "Nope." Damon replied coldy, his eyes widening as the kid put the gun to his head, "Tell me the truth now."

((i know its cheesy but.. XD))

Damon glanced over at Danny and then back to the kid. The kid glared at him, "Move a muscle and I kill you."
Damon glared at him, not daring to move against a gun. He was really worried at all..he knew Danny was going to take care of it. He looked over at Danny through the corner of his eyes and smirked slightly, keeping his promise not to let her get hurt. Even if it meant his own life..

Damon gulped, looking back at the kid with the gun. The intruder's eyes widened, but he for some reason wasn't about to back down..all because he had a gun, "..and if I kill you?" He smirked, pointing the gun at Danny.
"Hell no!" Damon glared at the kid, reaching for the gun.
That stupid idiot then put the gun back to Damon, "I told you that if you moved a muscle I'd kill you!"
"Then ******** kill me, goddamnit! You aren't going to do it, you ******** coward." Damon smirked, knowing Danny was about to beat the hell out of that stupid kid for threatening her.

The kid smirked and put his finger on the trigger, obviously ignoring the fact he was dealing with a pissed-off murderer, "I'm so scared." He laughed teasingly and put a little pressure on the trigger, "Why are you so worried about him if you're a serial killer like you said, hm? What does this man mean to the serial killer?"
Damon gulped and his eyes widened, not really sure what to expect next.

Damon's eyes widened. He's never seen her so pissed before.
The kid just grinned like an idiot and repeated his phrase, overconfident even though he seriously pissed off a deadly weapon, "I said, why are you so worried about him? What's he mean to you that's worth killing someone over?"

((*facepalm*))

Damon gulped and looked away quickly from the blood.
The kid let out a short yelp before dying from blood loss.
Damon sighed, his back to her, "Danny, you alright?"

((*facepalm* she just killed a kid!!! and ur wondering if SHES ok??? WTF?? lol))

Damon glanced over his shoulder, but regretted it seeing all the blood. He quickly turned his head back, away from the blood. "No, I'm fine." He gulped, feeling slightly queezy from all the blood. "And you're alright?" He glanced over at her.

Damon gritted his teeth, "I'm not that good around blood." He sighed, looking over his shoulder at the puddle of blood. His eyes widened when he saw Danny just throw the body over her shoulder, "And what do you plan on doing with that?" He lifted one eyebrow, curious.