A/N: Back with a new story! I've had this idea for a long time but finally found the time to start writing it. It's set after 5.22, and is very AU. Basically, everything Bonnie and Damon know in their world is in reverse in this one. Let me know what you think and if I should continue.

Happy reading!

Disclaimer: I do not own these characters or The Vampire Diaries. They belong to The CW. No copyright infringement intended.

A witch and a vampire lay on the cold ground of the Mystic Falls cemetery, their hands intertwined. Both just experienced sacrifice, heartbreak, and tragedy, and neither had been sure how it would end for them. Bonnie Bennett was the first to wake, her sea green eyes snapping open as she sucked in a deep breath. She turned her head to look at the man laying beside her.

"Damon," she said, sitting up as the memories of what they'd just went through quickly came flooding back to her. Damon Salvatore stirred, opened his eyes, and peered up at her in confusion. He then looked at his hand, his fingers still interlaced with hers, and quickly snatched it away.

"What the hell happened?" He questioned as he sat up himself.

"We...died," Bonnie replied, uncertainly. "I think." They both stood up, wiping the dirt off their clothes.

"Something's off," Damon said, looking down at himself. "I feel different."

"So do I," Bonnie agreed. "A lot different." She looked around, taking in her surroundings. Everything looked clearer to her than it ever had before, even in the dark of the night. She could smell the oak of the trees, and was sure she could faintly hear what sounded like very distant traffic. Maybe she was going crazy, maybe this was what experiencing the afterlife was like, she wasn't sure.

"We need to find out what the hell is going," Damon was saying as Bonnie was experiencing a sensory overload. A slight wind picked up, filling Bonnie's nostrils with Damon's scent. Damon was still talking, unaware of the veins now pulsing around Bonnie's eyes. Without even thinking about making the movement, Bonnie was in front of him.

His face scrunched. "What the hell?" His eyes widened when he saw her eyes go black.

"You smell so good." She breathed in his scent again and her throat burned with anticipation. Damon grunted as he was suddenly dropped to the ground. Bonnie was over him, her hand pressed to his chest to keep him pinned down.

"What the hell are you doing?!" He cried, shocked and confused as to why he was unable to overpower her.

"I don't know. I just know I'm hungry." Grabbing his hair, she pulled his head to the side and fangs burst from her gums just before she sank her teeth into his neck. Damon could do nothing to fight her off as she sucked the blood from his veins.

"Booonnniee," he cried through gritted teeth as he feared she might kill him. "Stop!" At that moment Bonnie felt an explosion of immense pain in her brain. Her fangs retracted and she fell away from Damon, crying out in pain as she held her head. Damon sat up and looked at her with a mixture of emotions, and the pain ceased.

"Shit, what did I just do?" He asked, incredulously.

Bonnie's mind was on a whirlwind. She wasn't certain of what she'd just done either, or why. "I think you just gave me an aneurysm."

Damon regarded a shaken Bonnie, with her bloodstained teeth and horrified expression, and let out an air of frustration. "I see what's going on here," he declared, and he didn't like it one bit. "You're clearly a vampire now."

Realization had quickly sunk in for Bonnie as well as she took in a frazzled Damon with reddened cheeks, a look he hadn't worn for over a century and a half. "And you're not only human, but somehow...you're a witch?"

Stefan Salvatore was brushing his teeth when a pair of slender arms wrapped around him from behind. He smiled as Elena Gilbert lay her pretty little head against his back. "Seems like someone is going to miss me," he said teasingly after he spat into the sink.

"I always miss you when you go back to Whitmore," Elena pouted. "Why pursue higher learning when you can spend the year traveling the world with your awesome girlfriend?"

"Well, if my awesome girlfriend would just go to school with me we could still spend our days together..."

Elena huffed. "I've done the college thing like eight times already," she stated. "I've learned quite a lot in the past 150 years, Stefan. I could go without another homework assignment on something I know better than the professor, for the rest of my existence."

"You can compel the professors not to give you homework," Stefan reminded her, turning to face her. "Leave all the grunt work to unlearned humans like me."

Elena chuckled and placed a soft kiss on his lips. "Maybe I can save myself the trouble of sitting through boring lectures and just compel my way into your dorm room every night without trouble," she said in a seductive tone.

"I like the sound of that." Stefan started kissing her again and his brow furrowed when she suddenly pulled away. "What's wrong?"

"There's people here," she said. "I can hear them arguing outside."

"Who is it?" Stefan asked.

"I don't know." She started out of the bathroom and Stefan quickly followed her. There was a knock on the door as they were descending the stairs.

"I got it, Elena," Stefan said, moving past her. A guy and a girl were furiously bickering with each other and immediately stopped when he opened the door. Their expressions went from being twisted in annoyance to filled with relief.

"You don't know how glad I am to see you, brother," the guy, dark-haired with piercing blue eyes, said to him. The petite, brown-skinned, girl beside him looked at Stefan like she was deliriously happy to see him as well. "Although I'm very confused as to how Elena's house is no longer burned to the ground, and why Bonnie jumped me like a rabid animal - "

"I said I'm sorry like a hundred times," the girl snapped.

"You're here which means maybe this isn't the worst," he continued on as if she hadn't spoken.

"What's going on?" Elena asked, stepping up beside Stefan. Stefan didn't fail to notice the way the man's eyes lit up at the sight of her.

"Elena..." he breathed.

"How do you know her name?" Stefan asked. "What's going on? Who the hell are you people?"

A/N: Please, let me know what you think and thanks so much for reading. You guys make doing this fun! Love :)