Adversaries Are Better [Stefan]

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Friends were worth nothing in this world of demons. They were much like emotions, a liability. Friends only offered others a way to get to you, adversaries, on the other hand, did not. They gave you reasons to keep going, to fight, to win, and could not be used against you. Well, unless you were sentimental and for some reason liked your enemy. But Delano Barrons was not, he also was not afraid of demons and monsters. Any enemy he had were, in his mind, worth nothing as well. At least, they were nothing to him. He could not even bring himself to hate his enemies. Sure they were there, but they meant little. They were just disturbances in his otherwise undisturbed life. Memories could resurface, wounds could reopen, and emotions only left you weak. They were all best left as is, undisturbed. Everyone walked a path filled with demons and angels. For Delano, he was the demon. Nothing could top the utter self-loathing that filled him, and no one could exploit him. He was unbreakable, unafraid, and dangerous. To anyone he would be a most formidable enemy, and even worse friend.

Maybe him having no ties was best, he certainly felt that way. Nothing could possibly convince him otherwise. But maybe, just maybe, in a few thousand years someone would come along that would break down the walls he built around himself. Whoever that someone is, however, they would have to be very special indeed. Delano did not affiliate himself with anyone not worth his time, but most were not worth his time. Which made his social life difficult and bordering none existent. As of now, the pale-skinned male was walking in the heart of Forks. A small, rainy, too-green, town in the middle of no where; well it was actually in Washington. He had come here by sheer accident, and decided to stick around. Delano did not like to admit it but something about this town intrigued him. Maybe it was the odd way there seemed to be an abundance of supernatural beings, and how vampires and werewolves coexisted in a harmonious nature. Well at least most of them did. Delano was not one to uphold any boundaries, he even defied the Volturi with ease. No one would tame him, or scare him, and he was most likely older than any of the "royal" vampires that sat on those thrones underground. It bothered him that some stupid, unimportant vampires had managed to create names for themselves. Well someday that would change, he was almost certain of that; and hopefully he was around when it did.


Delano was dressed casually; in a pair of stone-washed jeans, black t-shirt, and a black jacket. He owned very little clothes here, as he had not need to, and so his outfits were rather similar. In Ireland, however, he did have quite a bit of clothes to call his own. After all he was quite rich and with no need for food, why not spend it on something. But here he was nobody. A passer-by, a stranger. That suited him just fine, there was no need to let them think any different.

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Stefan had been hold up in his hotel room studying for his classes for days now. Going back to school to become a doctor was a lot harder than he thought it would be. He walked over to the window and looked out and saw that it had quit raining but it was still very cloudy.   He thought about trying to call Damon and he even dialed his number a couple of times but he never let the call go thru.  Damon and Elena were finally happy and he didn't want to ruin that for them.  He decided that he needed some fresh air so he grabbed his medical terminology book, his phone and his key card for getting back in his room and headed out.

He liked it here in Forks but it was very different from Mystic Falls. In Mystic Falls the sun came out more and it didn't rain as much. He could see why vampires liked it here. If you didn't have a daylight ring this was the perfect place for a vampire.

He was trying to find a good place to sit and work but he was finding that difficult. He was looking down at his book and not paying attention to where he was going when he bumped into a guy as he was walking past him and his book fell out of his hands "I am so sorry. I wasn't watching where I was going." Stefan said as he bent down to pick up his book.

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Delano noticed the human almost automatically. He was dressed in darker attire with his nose buried in a book. This human, however, did not become an interest until he practically ran into Delano. He could have very well move, but what was the point. It would just give the humans a cause to look at him. Pathetic little creatures that they were, humans were excited by anything out of the ordinary. He let out a gusty sigh that was half a huff, his breath driving from his lungs in seconds. "Obviously." Delano said, too soft for the other male's sensitive ears to detect. "Well maybe you should watch where you are going. Having your nose buried in a book does not help." He spoke louder now, just so the human could hear. Delano knew that this human would take it as though he were saying, it does not help your walking to be looking at your book. Instead he actually intended it as such a way a human would not understand. What he was not saying was that it did not help the unobservant, weak sensed, humans to be walking around with a book in their face. Especially if they did not want to bump into the wrong company. Essentially they were both the same thing, but Delano preferred the hidden meaning to the human's assumption at what he meant. Something seemed off about this male. He certainly was human, but it was as though he was not completely human. Delano tilted his head, studying him with a curiosity. It seemed this new found nuisance was hiding something.

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