Disclaimer:I don't own TVD or any of its characters.

So I haven't completely given up on my first ever TVD fic 'Muse (Beneath Her Beautiful)', but there are some important details I'm trying to figure out before I can decide how to continue with that story. I think we all know that sometimes things don't quite make sense or contradict themselves in TVD land, and, you can either try to get it to make sense in your own way or just go with the contradictory flow to keep the story moving along.

Anyway, I loved the huntress arc and the idea of somehow using it in a fic has been buzzing around in my head for a while. This new fic goes along with some of the events that have happened over the history of TVD with the main difference being that Bonnie has never been a witch. The timeline of events also needed a bit of a shuffle to fit in with my new storyline too, so I hope it doesn't get too confusing. Here it goes…

2 Weeks Ago…

Bonnie Bennett stood outside of a small movie theatre across the street from a busy gay bar in San Francisco waiting for her target to make an exit. She had dressed herself up in a shimmering red halter neck top, black skinny jeans, tall black wedge heeled boots and a black leather jacket to spend an hour inside the bar observing the Russell Brand lookalike groom his next victim. His MO was always the same. Hit up a gay bar, a nightclub or some kind of party. Target some solitary, vulnerable man, turn on the charm, throw in a few drinks to loosen him up then take him to a park or woodland and drain him of his blood.

What pissed Bonnie off almost as much as the fact that this vampire was murdering innocent men, was the fact that he chose to seduce and manipulate them before ending their lives. What was the point? Why not just attack a random guy taking a midnight stroll to feed? Why go through the effort of spending time with them; making them feel like he gave two shits about them? What was even worse was that this vampire's victims were getting younger and younger. Two of his recent victims had been under the age of 16.

Bonnie could never get her head around the motives of many of the vampires she hunted. Being a huntress for the last five years she had taken out some of the most evil vampires in the United States. The dreams she had when she slept at night led her to her targets and her current target was making an exit with his arm thrown around his next victim's shoulders. Poor guy barely looked 18 with his blonde hair and slim frame. He turned to look at his would-be killer admiringly and again bonnie asked herself why this piece of shit vampire got pleasure out of playing with his victims' emotions before slaughtering them.

Bonnie followed the two men staying out of sight as they reached a park about 10 minutes away from the bar. She heard the blonde man laughing flirtatiously as she used trees and bushes to keep herself hidden. She put her hand inside of her leather jacket holding the wooden stake but not removing it. This was going to be a bit of a messy kill. She would have to kick the blonde down to keep him from seeing her take the vampire by surprise; running that stake through his heart faster than he could blink. If the kick didn't knock out the would-be victim she'd have to use a pressure point move to the neck to make him lose consciousness. That would give her time to remove the vamp's body from the scene and get the blonde to a safer place.

She quietly stepped out behind them ready to make her move. The vampire dropped to the ground suddenly. His would-be victim stared at him in confusion then horror as he fell to his knees looking at the wooden stake that was lodged in the vampire's chest.

"What the fuck!" Bonnie exclaimed as the blonde man turned to look up at her.

Then they both turned to look towards a voice that said, "Bonnie…?".

It took her a few seconds to recognize the voice of the man who appeared several feet in front of her, illuminated by the tall, overhead lamps along the path in the park.

"Jeremy…?" she said in shock looking at the stake gun in his hand as the realization hit her that he was a hunter.

She was more than a little bit pissed off that he had interfered with her mission especially since they had a witness. The blonde man looked back down at the body of his would-be killer, passing out at the sight of the inhuman remains. Bonnie and Jeremy looked down at the blonde before looking back at each other.

"What are you doing here?" Jeremy asked looking Bonnie up and down, taking in the outfit which was a little more sexy-bad-girl than he was used to seeing her in, and her loosely curled hair, which appeared to now be a dark violet colour under the artificial light.

"What am I doing here…you just took out my target." Bonnie responded with one hand on her hip.

"Looks like we have some catching up to do…" Jeremy told her with a smirk.

Present Day…

Bonnie and Jeremy sat in his car outside a bar in Mystic Falls. The last time she was here she was 18 years old. As with all the Bennett women, once they turned 18 they became a vampire huntress. On Bonnie's 18th birthday her father was the one to reveal the little he knew about her legacy. Each generation was supposed to train the next. Bonnie's grandmother had been a huntress, as had Bonnie's mother. But her mother had left when she was just 3 years old and since they hadn't seen her since they presumed she was dead.

Bonnie's grandmother died from a heart attack when she was 17 years old and with no one in Mystic Falls to help her with the transition she made contact with her cousin, Lucy Bennett, and moved to stay with her in California so that Lucy could help her. But that wasn't the only reason Bonnie left Mystic Falls.

The first year of being a huntress was always the hardest. The uncontrollable urge to kill vampires was at its strongest. Bonnie's best friends were vampires. Caroline Forbes had been a vampire for a year before Bonnie turned 18 and Elena Gilbert had been turned just months before Bonnie's birthday. Elena's boyfriend, Stefan Salvatore was also a vampire along with his brother Damon, whose blood had turned both of Bonnie's friends into vampires.

A few days before Bonnie turned 18 she began to have dreams of killing her vampire friends. As the dreams continued and she discovered that she was destined to be a huntress she left Mystic Falls. She couldn't risk killing the people she cared about, so she wrote Caroline and Elena a letter, telling them that she had some stuff to work out regarding her mother and that she'd contact them when she got herself together. She hadn't made contact with them since.

"What the hell is taking her so long? She's been in there for 3 and a half hours," Bonnie said agitated.

When Bonnie and Jeremy had spent time caching up she agreed to work with him on their current mission. Coincidently, she'd been having dreams about Jeremy's next target. It was going to be a difficult one so it made sense to team up, despite the fact that female huntresses tended to work alone, while male hunters belonged to a society.

"Ok, here we go," Jeremy said as their dark haired female target exited the bar with a dark haired man.

"Who the hell is that?" Bonnie questioned referring to the man now accompanying their target who had entered the bar alone.

"I don't know, maybe her next victim," Jeremy replied.

They got out of the car and followed their target as she made her way along the quiet streets with the dark haired man. This looks like it's gonna get messy again, Bonnie thought to herself. Jeremy carried the vervain tranquilizer gun, hiding it inside his jacket. He insisted that he would take the shot. Bonnie had been pissed off by his chauvinism but she'd let him play 'the man' for now. Following at a safe distance onto a deserted part of the street Jeremy took out the tranquilizer gun. In the same second he took the shot the dark haired man turned around to see them then pushed the woman out of the way. She turned around to look at Bonnie and Jeremy and in another second she and her companion attempted to use vamp speed to escape. Jeremy had taken a second shot, accidently hitting the man instead of the woman who disappeared into the darkness.

"Nice shot Kobe!" Bonnie said sarcastically.

"Hey, I'm not used to having a gorgeous girl by my side when I'm on a mission. I got distracted," he replied with a flirtatious grin.

Bonnie had dated Jeremy in the past but he never quite got over his ex-girlfriend Anna, which was blatantly obvious since he'd called Bonnie Anna on more than one occasion when they were having intimate moments. Being Elena's younger brother it was always a bit of an unusual situation and it seemed even weirder to Bonnie now. For her the feelings were long gone; that ship had sailed. And despite his flirtation since they'd come back into contact, now she could only ever see him as her best friend's little brother.

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While Jeremy loaded the unconscious man's - strike that - vampire's body into the boot of car, Bonnie had run off to try and see if she could spot their female target. As expected she had no luck so she and Jeremy took their John Doe to the Gilbert house. Jeremy had informed Bonnie that a few years after she left Elena finished things with Stefan and got together with Damon. But about a year ago she left Damon and was now a medical student in Boston. The Gilbert house belonged to Elena and Jeremy and they planned to rent it out but hadn't agreed on tenants yet, so it was still unoccupied and friends kept an eye on the place.

Bonnie and Jeremy tied the John Doe to a chair with vervain soaked ropes in the Gilbert house. As he began to come-to the first thing that he saw was a green-eyed, caramel-skinned young woman with curly dark purple hair. Her beauty wasn't lost on him, but considering he was apparently the victim of a kidnapping, the woman's attractiveness was the last thing he should have been thinking about. He was in an unknown kitchen and a tall, hulk-ish brown haired man stood next to the petite woman. They both stared at him.

"Where is she?" the John Doe asked looking around.

"You tell me," Jeremy responded. "She disappeared into the night and left your ass behind, so I'm guessing you might have a better idea about where she went than I do."

The John Doe looked away refusing to speak.

"Who are you?" Bonnie asked.

He still wouldn't speak.

"Look, I don't have all night," Bonnie told him with a heavy sigh.

He remained silent.

"Ok," she said picking up a bottle of clear fluid.

She walked up to the John Doe and held his face with one hand, trying to squeeze his mouth open at the same time. He noticed her enticing warm vanilla scent as she leaned over him. The only soft thing about this tough woman, he thought. Now that she was closer he thought she looked familiar. The features all looked very similar to a face he knew, but the eyes were a different colour. His thoughts were interrupted as the woman began to pour the liquid onto his lips. He yelled as he felt the burning sensation of vervain on his skin. It trickled into his mouth causing him even more pain.

She stopped then said to him, "You gonna talk now?"

Just as he was about to answer the front door flew open. As they all turned to look a blast from Bonnie's past walked towards them in the kitchen.

"Damon?! What the hell are you doing here?!" Bonnie said annoyed after the initial shock of seeing him.

"Bonnie Bennett…? What the hell are you doing to Enzo?" he replied.

Enzo put two and two together. He knew exactly who this woman was.

"You know him?" Jeremy asked Damon still surprised by Damon's appearance in his house.

"Only for the last 60 years give or take." Damon said with regard to his friend. He took a swig from the bottle of bourbon that was in his hand when he entered the house.

Enzo had arrived in Mystic Falls not long after Jeremy left to train as a hunter.

"What are you two doing here?" he asked Bonnie and Jeremy.

They looked at each other.

"We're here to deal with the Heretics," Bonnie revealed.

Enzo shifted uncomfortably in the chair at the revelation.

"What do you mean we?" Damon inquired.

After a long pause Bonnie answered, "I'm a huntress."

"No shit!" Damon said taking another sip of bourbon. "So that's why you left, huh?"

"Yeah. Lucky for you, you would've been my first target!" she responded with a sarcastic smile.

"Ahh," Damon mocked, holding his chest as if she'd seriously hurt his feelings.

Enzo chuckled in the background at the banter. Bonnie looked at him. He's kinda good looking when he smiles, she thought, then dismissed it.

"Well...I gotta say Bon Bon, the whole huntress persona looks good on you…with the whole Jessica Jones superhero hair and everything," Damon complimented her, referring to the purple haired comic book character.

Whether or not the compliment was genuine she couldn't tell. But, her typical badass huntress attire of black skinny jeans, a black t-shirt, biker boots and a leather jacket was a far cry from the earthy style of pre-huntress Bonnie.

"What are you doing here?" Jeremy asked Damon.

"He comes here at least twice a week to drown his sorrows and cry on the steps outside, brooding over the loss of his love of his life," Enzo taunted Damon.

Damon scowled at Enzo.

"What exactly did you do to fuck up with Elena, Damon?" Bonnie asked him.

"Why do you assume I fucked up?" Damon replied defensively.

"Because that's what you do," Bonnie answered harshly.

Enzo chuckled again. Something about the way Bonnie was so tough on Damon made her even more appealing to him.

"Do you want me to let her continue torturing you?" Damon said to Enzo. To Bonnie he said, "Short version – we found a cure for vampirism, she took it, I didn't, I compelled her to move on."

Jeremy hadn't told her about Elena becoming human again.

"Are you fucking with me?" Bonnie said seriously.

"No, we really found a cure…" Damon answered.

"I'm not talking about that…Damon Salvatore genuinely committed a selfless act?" Bonnie said legitimately surprised.

"You really compelled her to move on?" Jeremy added.

"Why is that so hard for you two to believe? Enzo, tell them," Damon requested.

"Don't know what you're talking about, mate," Enzo responded in revenge for Damon joking about letting Bonnie torture him.

"Tell you what, how about I just leave your ass here and let the hunters kill you or whatever it is they're planning to do with you…" Damon told him annoyed.

Enzo smirked before speaking. "He did it. He compelled her to ride off into the sunset and live a happy Damon-free life."

"Well shit," Bonnie said. "Never woulda seen that one coming."

"Yeah, yeah," Damon said, taking a huge gulp of bourbon.

Enzo cleared his throat. "Any chance you could untie me now you're done catching up?

"When you tell us what you were doing with the Heretic?" Jeremy told him.

"Don't tell me you've been hanging out with Lily again," Damon scoffed. "You can't hang out with a guy one minute, then hang out with his mother the next."

Bonnie's eyebrows knotted in confusion. "What are you talking about?" she asked.

"That's who you're after isn't it? Lily Salvatore aka Heretic aka my wonderful mother!" Damon answered sarcastically.

"Jeremy?! How could you not tell me she was a Salvatore?!" Bonnie was ready to bust Jeremy's balls while Enzo laughed in the background and Damon downed some more bourbon.

"You're working with another hunter and he doesn't even tell you who your target is…" Enzo said then continued to laugh.

"Will you shut the fuck up!" Bonnie warned Enzo. "Jeremy?" she continued.

"Look, Bon, the Heretics are cold-blooded killers. Does it matter whose mother they are? I thought the point of being a huntress was to take out the bad guys," Jeremy replied.

"That's where a hunter and ahuntress differ Jer. Half the time you guys just hunt vampires for sport, we women are out there trying to eradicate the worst of the vampire species. It's not all black and white." Bonnie turned to Damon. "Damon, if I knew she was yours and Stefan's mom…"

"Nothing to do with me," Damon said before she could finish her sentence.

"What?" Bonnie was confused.

"Damon cares for Lily about as much as a dog cares about where it's gonna take its next shit," Enzo informed her. "I on the other hand actually do care what happens to Lily, as for the other Heretics, not so much. And if you untie me maybe we can work out a way for all of us to get what we want."

"And why should I trust you?" Bonnie said skeptically, folding her arms.

"Because I know where your mother is Bonnie Bennett," Enzo told her.

Thanks for reading! I can't make any promises about the progression of this fic but I'm interested to know what you think of this first chapter.