I've been daydreaming about this story forever. I'm obsessed with both shows and I always daydream about how would the characters especially in GOT react to Mystic Falls and how evolved the world has become since their time of day. I will add all the characters from both shows in this story. Now it'll be hard for GOT since THERE ARE SO MANY DAMN GOOD CHARCTERS in that story that all fit into the story itself. I think that I'll be adding the villains of TVD and GOT might team up like maybe a certain Evil Queen with a beautiful sexy doppelganger…who knows maybe Silas and Tywin could have a thing…I'm conflicted. I'm very excited to see what you guys think about this story and if I should continue it. GOT characters are being brought back to life!

Lana is my OC and she looks like Jennifer Lawrence. Jaime/OC Damon/OC…there are going to be a lot of pairings between the two shows.

Disclaimer: all copyrights and characters belonging to Game of Thrones go to George R.R. Martin and all copyrights and characters belonging to The Vampire Diaries go to L.J. Smith and Julie Plec and Kevin Williamson.

Damon had enough problems as it is especially with Klaus, the Original family and now the big bad immortal Silas lurking around town, shaping himself into who ever he wanted to be. Damon mentally groaned when Sheriff Forbes called him saying that there was a problem. When he asked her what was this "big" and "very bad" problem, she wouldn't answer and instead just told him to meet her in the woods near the edge of the Lockwood property.

Damon's mind kept flashing back to Lana every so often. Yeah, sure, he liked her, probably more than that, but he stilled loved Elena and what could happen between them would never happen because of Elena. Lana made that very clear to him last night.

"Don't leave, Lana," Damon pleaded as he followed behind. Lana was storming out of the house after she found him stealing a kiss with Elena. He hadn't even meant to kiss Elena…it just happened out of the blue and it was unexpected. He felt like a dick right after because Elena was like a sister to Lana.

"Damon," she growled under her breath after he got in front of her when she tried to open the front door. "Get the hell out of my way."

He held up his hands in defeat. "Look, I know I messed up."

"Yeah, the hell you did." She sighed and ran her hands through her blonde hair. "I can't believe how stupid I was. I let you into my life and you know what happened to me. I already told that I don't want to love someone who loves someone else. So whatever have fun in your messed up love triangle with Elena and your brother, Stefan."

Lana pushed him aside by her shoulder and she slammed the door. He closed his eyes and sighed heavily, rubbing his face in frustration.

He hadn't seen her since that night which was only two days ago. He sometimes wished that someone would put Elena and Lana on a silver platter with a car saying "Enjoy and go nuts." He only wanted to be with Elena at first, but then…she showed up. Just out of the blue! Lana Forbes was the complete opposite of Barbie. Even he was surprised that she had taken an effect on him. Damon's mind flashed again to the more dirty thoughts about Lana…the way her clothes would fit her curves and her smiles that shared secrets…even the way she looked at someone with her eyes, speaking to them. Damon always thought that her eyes were somewhat like Katherine's especially when she was amused or entertained by someone.

Damon forced himself to be pulled from the dirty thoughts about Lana that were always in the back of his mind because he saw Sheriff Forbes talking to a couple of people who were wearing…strange clothes. As he came closer to them, he stopped in his tracks; his eyes looked them up and down. He'd seen some strange clothes in his life, heck even when he was human he'd seen then, but these…types of clothes looked to be from maybe the late 1300's or 1200's. The sun was out and shined the entire woods with brightness and made it look almost mystical for a moment.

He smiled as he heard a little brunette girl giving Liz attitude while another much older girl with fiery red hair scolded her. He assumed that they must've been sisters. They were three other boys as well. One with black curls, whose face was older, but he looked dumb and clueless. Another boy was clearly older than all of them, standing up straight, with his hands in front of him, who had brown curls and five o'clock shadow, but it suited him. He reminded him of Stefan…though just a little. The last boy caught his attention because he was on the rock and his legs were still. Damon already knew that he was a cripple which made him sad a little for the brunette haired boy.

He's too young, Damon thought, especially to not be able to walk…his childhood was ripped away from him.

The boy on the rock saw Damon staring at him though he was brave enough to not avert his eyes and ignore him. Instead he stared back at Damon, who crossed his arms over his chest. After a moment, they both hadn't realized that all eyes were on them and that Liz had said his name twice and even though he heard her he wanted to see how long the boy could stare back at him, not flinching.

The kid's got balls, Damon thought amusingly. Damon put his hands on his hips and lifted up his eyebrows in appreciation. Damon smirked and said to Liz, "This kid what's his name?"

Liz sighed and gave Damon that Forbes judgment look, "Bran."

"The others?" He said and his eyes caught the slight blush on the redhead's cheeks as he smiled at her.

Liz started from tallest to shortest, "Robb, Jon, Sansa, and Arya."

"Brothers and sisters?" Damon questioned, but before Liz could answer, the one named Arya spoke first.

"You could just ask us yourselves instead of pretending like we aren't here standing in front of you," she snapped.

Damon tried to smile politely as Sansa scolded, "He's just trying to be nice. We have no idea where we are."

"Exactly, they could murders for all we know," Arya suggested which made Damon laugh silently.

"She's right, Sansa," Jon said.

Robb and Bran nodded and Robb said, "They can't be trusted what if they're working with our enemy."

Damon was getting tired of their games and so he said bluntly, "If we or I wanted to kill don't you think we would have already?"

"You took our weapons." Robb said, "So we couldn't fight you even if we wanted to."

Liz brought out swords, knifes, and bows and arrows from behind the rock. Damon scoffed at the weapons and rolled his eyes, already knowing that they are definitely not from their time. He threw them to the ground and said to Liz, "Give me your gun."

She opened her mouth to immediate protest, but Damon gave her a 'Trust me' look. She took out her gun and gave it to him and they all took a hesitant step back. Damon held the gun in his hand in the air and shot a bullet in the sky, not bothering to look up, but at the strangers. The gunshot echoed throughout the woods, scaring the animals and birds, who flew away in fear into the sky.

The strangers jumped and Sansa covered her ears from the sound of the gun shot. They all looked at him like he was crazy or something, but he didn't really give a damn. He handed the gun back to Liz and she put it away.

Damon said mockingly at them, "See the difference? If I wanted to kill you all I would have to do is snap your necks." He gestured to Liz and continued, "Now if she wanted to kill you all she would have to do is use that weapon that just used which is called a gun and shoot it in your head, in your chest, or any other part of your body that would cause you to bleed out and die. This gun is like a sword that you can kill someone from a few feet, maybe yards away."

"That's impossible," Jon said.

"It was…back then. Maybe in your time or world it wouldn't have been, but in this place," he stepped closer to Jon, "anything is possible. Even magic."

"You have magic here?" Arya beamed and Bran's face lit up with fascination.

"Oh, yeah. Witches, doppelgangers, vampires, werewolves, ghosts, hybrids…supernatural stuff." Damon said casually.

"Damon," Liz scolded, "what the hell are you doing? We barely know them and who knows if they even knew anything of all we know."

"We've read about them." Bran answered.

"Are you…can you not walk," Damon said carefully.

Bran looked down, his smile turned into a frown. Arya jumped to his defense saying, "No, he can't walk. It's the Lannisters…they did this to him."

Liz's eyes widened and her brows knitted in concern. "Wait, Lannister?"

They all turned to her with quizzical looks on there faces. Robb spoke up, "How do you know the Lannisters?"

Liz shook her head. "I don't, but my daughter, Lana has been gone for two days because she told me that two men with the last names of Lannisters popped up all of the sudden so she's taking care of them down at the Gillbert lake house."

Damon groaned and crossed his arms over his chest. "Why would you let her go near them, Liz? Lana could be dead for all we know right now."

"Well, she told me that one of them was a dwarf and that they were brothers so I didn't worry as much." Liz answered.

"The Imp won't hurt her." Robb said.

"Who's the Imp?" Damon asked.

"Tyrion Lannister, he tried to murder my brother after he fell from climbing and was in a coma. Jaime Lannister, The Kingslayer is his older brother and younger twin to the Queen, Cersei Lannister. He's one of the greatest knights in Westeros, he's skilled in war and battle. How could you let your daughter near him?" Robb explained.

Damon knitted his brows in confusion and wondered maybe if Robb and Jaime were enemies. "So are the Lannisters your enemies?"

Robb nodded. "They are. The Starks and Lannisters have never been exactly friendly to each other." He sighed. " I can't find my mother, father, Rickon, Theon, Rodrick, or any other person from my family or Winterfell."

Damon chuckled. "Wintefell? Does winter fall there?" He joked sarcastically.

They all didn't laugh and their faces were blank. Jon replied, "Yes, winter does fall because it's in the Northern part of Westeros, where the summer never comes."

Damon's smile dropped immediately from his face and he turned and walked away, but he yelled over his shoulder, "Come on! If this Jaime guy is so dangerous then we better get to her then!"

They all followed behind Damon as they realized that they wouldn't be able to survive in their world since they didn't know the land like they did Westeros.

. . .

Lana thanked Jeremy a thousand times for letting her borrow their lake house to order to get away from Damon and the drama surrounding him. She couldn't-no wouldn't let herself think about Damon right now or Elena. Elena was like a sister to her and when she saw them together, she felt betrayed and hurt. Stefan was always a good friend to her and he even tried to talk to her by calling or texting her, but she couldn't show her face right now. She mentally groaned at her whininess right now because before she had ever met Damon and of back then someone did this to her, she would just hold her head up high letting them know that they could never bring her down.

Lana looked down at the fireplace and knew that she had to get more wood so she grabbed the axe and went outside. She was happy that it was still light outside because if it wasn't she wouldn't go outside. No, she stay the hell inside and not be one of the those blonde bimbos who go out in the middle of the woods where a psycho killer could be and they're in the middle of nowhere and coincidently have no cell phone service and are by a large lake.

Yeah she wasn't one of them. She watched all those movies and she was the person who would always say, 'Why the hell are you going out there at night? Go inside and lock the fucking doors for Christ sakes!' That's why her family never watched movies with her especially Caroline, her little sister since she would always woo over the love interests and Lana would say the ending which was always that they loved happily ever after…the end.

Lana was on the look out for any suspicious activity and she gripped the handle of the axe and walked into the woods, scouring for logs that she was able to chop. Her eyes frantically searched the trees when it looked like something was moving behind it or when there was something in the corner of her eye. She had been wearing black pants with black combat boots that matched perfectly with a black tight v-neck that fit her body perfectly. She decided to let her blonde hair down which caused it to become wavy with some curls in the mix.

She heard the autumn leaves crack behind a tree about a few feet away from her. She gripped the handle and held it up to her chest, ready to strike the intruder. She slowed her legs and carefully, but cautiously walked to the tree, trying not to make a sound with her feet and the crackly leaves. Lana then took that very moment to jump and scream at whoever was behind the tree.

The dwarf yelled in surprise and tumbled backwards into the ground, holding his hands up in surrender. Fear was clear in his eyes yet on his lips played an amused smile. The amusement traveled then to his eyes after he saw her and studied her for a moment.

"You know," he said breathing heavily, "You're very beautiful for a woman of the mountain tribes."

Her brows knitted in confusion and she slightly lowered the axe. "A woman of the mountain tribes?" She questioned. "I'm not a woman of whatever tribe. Where are you from? The 1400's or something?"

He chuckled. "No, my lady. I am from Westeros, Essos. The year 298 AL."

"AL?" She asked, completely oblivious to the fact that he just called her a

"After Landing." He answered.

"I've never heard of Westeros or Essos."

He glanced around for a moment then back to her. He squint his eyes at her in curiosity and she noticed that they were a very light blue as they brightened by the sunlight hitting his face. "Where are we to be exact?"

"In the lovely town, Mystic Falls of Virginia, in the United States of America." She fake smiled and said sarcastically.

"Is this town truly lovely as you say it is?" He questioned as he stood up.

She shrugged. "When it wants to be…it's a supernatural hot spot. I'm Lana Forbes by the way."

"Tyrion Lannister. Supernatural hot spot?" He responded rather quickly, clearly intrigued.

She nodded. "Yeah. What do you even know about the supernatural anyways?"

He sighed. "I know that there are ghosts, very powerful ghosts that can do things we cannot. There used to be dragons and magic once upon a time. I've read some other things as well."

She scoffed. "Magic yes, but you only find dragons in fairytales or myths. No one knows."

"Well where I'm from they are highly known and they were alive almost three hundred years ago. Magic used to be powerful too as well, but it died out." He reflected curiously.

"Magic still exists here, it's everywhere. Just hiding in fear. They're used to be witch trials which had people burned at the stake." She answered casually.

Tyrion laughed and smiled at her. "You don't know how ironic it would sound if I told that to my brother."

She titled her head a little and furrowed her eyebrows. "Brother?"

He nodded and Tyrion's lips curved mischievously. "Yes, my dear brother, Jaime. I also have a sister, Cersei. They're twins."

"What are they like?"

"Jaime is…always misunderstood, protective over the ones he cared for, strong in battle, clever and witty like me. Now my sister is somewhat different, she is too protective over her children and Jaime."

"What about you?" She asked innocently. "Does she protect you?"

Tyrion's smile fell and he opened his mouth to answer that is until he saw Jaime press his sword against the beautiful girl's back saying, "Disarm yourself slowly or I'll cut you like fish."

Tyrion smiled amusingly because Lana didn't react to the sword or even flinched at it in fear, she just rolled her eyes and said, "Is this your brother, Jaime?"

Tyrion nodded and Jaime pressed his sword harder into her back and she winced saying, "Fine, Fine. Calm your ball sack." She kneeled down and dropped the axe on the ground then stood back up with her hands up in surrender.

Tyrion chuckled at her boldness for such vulgar language and he pondered on the thought that she might be a lowborn or even a whore. Tyrion decided that he would question the girl later about who she was and if she can be defined as an enemy of any sorts.

"Turn around." Jaime commanded sternly and Lana rolled her eyes again, but reluctantly turned around to face him.

Tyrion smirked as he saw Jaime's eyes slightly widened at the beautiful girl in front of him and Tyrion doubted that there was ever such a beauty like her in Westeros…ever. Jaime let his eyes curiously devour her face, eyes, lips, hair, and figure. Tyrion could already tell that Jaime thought she was the most beautiful girl or woman he had ever seen though he would never admit out loud because of Cersei.

Lana clearly noticed his stare on her and she felt naked under his eyes, but she made sure not to show it on her face. "Do you have a staring problem or something?" She asked.

Jaime shook his head after his eyes set on her breasts for a moment. He gripped the sword in his hand. "I wasn't staring." He complained.

Lana chuckled and mimicked his face from earlier which was eyes slightly wide as they cascaded down her body and his lips slightly parted. She went back to her normal face and said bluntly, "So that was you not staring at me like some horny boy or something?"

Tyrion laughed and gestured to Lana. "I like you already."

Lana turned her head over her shoulder and said, "Don't worry in a couple of days, you'll probably hate me."

Tyrion laughed again and said to Jaime, "Put your sword down, Jaime before you kill her with it."

Lana smirked. "I don't think Jaime would kill me especially because of the way he was staring at me."

Jaime rolled his eyes, but put his sword in his belt, then rested his hands by his sides. Lana noticed that he was only wearing leather, but if it weren't for the white tunic he had on, the sword on his belt she might have guessed him to be from their time.

Jaime's eyes landed on her again and she could that he was suspicious already and the way he looked at her, sort of reminded her of Damon and how he looked at someone or something he didn't trust. If it weren't for the hair color, just by looking at them in the eyes you would have guessed that they were related.

She faked smiled and greeted, "I'm Lana Forbes." She held out her hand to shake and all Jaime did was stand there, motionless and emotionless and then his ocean blue eyes would land on her hand and then to her eyes.

Lana put her hand down and turned to Tyrion, who was now becoming her favorite Lannister by the second, "Is he always like this?"

Tyrion quirked an eyebrow. "What way is he exactly like, my lady?"

"One, I'm not a lady and please don't ever call me that. It's bad enough that my sister, Caroline is like that so my mother expects me to be the same. Two, is your brother always a dick."

Tyrion could not in the smirk of amusement that spread across his face and Jaime seemed to be getting angry at the girl. This should be fun, Tyrion thought.

"Such vulgar language for a lady or would a whore be more appropriate for your 'situation'" Jaime quipped.

Lana didn't seem affected by this; she only crossed her arms over her chest and turned around to face the blonde ocean-eyed dick. On the inside though, Lana was brewing. Anger…immediately anger at the word "whore", she hated when people called her that and when woman back then who worked for sex were called that too. Basically she hated nicknames and when people made those kinds of horrible and cruel names for others.

"I'm neither a lady nor a whore." Lana argued, "In Westeros is it customary to put labels on people. Go head call me a whore one more time and I'll pick up that axe so fast and then shove it in your chest that you be label as Axe Man."

Jaime smirked at her, showing some of his pearly white teeth. But damn did he have a good smile, she thought and instantly shoved that thought away. "Have I offended you, my lady?"

She rolled her eyes again. "It's just Lana; please don't call me a lady or I think I might vomit."

Jaime stepped closer to her saying, "Well, Lana I'm known as one of the best knights in Westeros especially when it comes to battle and war so what I am curious about is how you think you'll be able to shove your axe into my chest."

Lana gave him a mocking smile and responded, "If I told you then my diabolical master plan will be destroyed."

Jaime gave a hint of a smile. "Clever girl."

"I'm hardly a girl," she snapped lowly.

Jaime's smile increased and they both stared into each other's eyes, daring not to move until the other moved first. Basically it was a battle of dominance between them. Lana had to give him credit for staying his ground for so long.

Tyrion's voice cut into their staring contest with him saying in an amused tone, "Lana could you please offer us a place to stay for the night?"

She shrugged. "Sure why not, that is unless your judgmental brother promises not to kill me while I'm trying to sleep."

Jaime scoffed. "I'm hardly judgmental."

Lana shrugged again and said nonchalantly, "Really, you seem the type of person who sticks their nose up just because they have things that other people don't have and then judges them."

Before Jaime could defend himself she cut him off by turning to Tyrion, inclining her head to the lake house saying, "Come on, I'll show you guys where I live and if you're nice to me, I might just make you guys some dinner."

"Thank you." Tyrion said as she walked ahead of them, leading the way. Tyrion's eyes went to Jaime, who had his eyes only on Lana as she walked ahead. He could tell that his brother was defiantly intrigued by her and Tyrion could see why he would show an interest in her. He thought it was mainly because the girl had not only a sharp tongue and was very beautiful, but because she was bold in a way that where they're from has rarely been seen before in a woman.

Tyrion cleared his throat and when Jaime's eyes were still on Lana, he smiled and cleared his throat more loudly. Jaime didn't respond instead his head slightly tilt to the side, clearly daydreaming about her or something else. Tyrion had never seen his brother gawk at a woman for so long before that it made him sort of happy to see his brother might be able to move on from their sister.

Tyrion smacked Jaime's leg saying very loudly, "Jaime!"

Jaime shook his head and looked down at Tyrion, a quizzical look on his face. "What?"

Tyrion was about to make his notice about Jaime to him and how he was looking at Lana for so long that he knew that if he said it to him then his brother would immediately get defensive about it and not want to…explore other fish in the sea like he always wanted him to.

Tyrion shook his head saying, "Nothing. We're falling behind that's all."

Tyrion walked in front of Jaime as they caught up with the blonde-haired woman in front of them who had some logs in her arms. Jaime stepped up to her as they made it to the Lake house's steps to the backdoor saying, "Here let me help you with those."

Lana furrowed her eyebrows in almost a defense sort of way and she side stepped him, pulling the longs in her arms away from his open arms, "No, it's alright. I've got them."

Jaime watched as she walked up the steps and then struggled to open the sliding door with her foot all the while still trying to balance the log sin her hands. Jaime came up beside her and argued, "Let me hold the logs."

She shook her head firmly and sighed loudly. "I can multitask, thank you very much."

Jaime rolled his eyes at her stubbornness then finally came to the conclusion, "At least let me open the door for you."

She turned to him, thinking whether or not she should let me open the door then wondering if he even knew what kind of doors these were. She smirked, clearly wanting to see this. "Ok, go right ahead."

She stood beside Tyrion, who was eyeing her curiously as she was grinning at Jaime. Jaime's hand went to the handle and he pulled, but all the door did was shook in response. Jaime tried harder using all his strength. Lana held in her laughter and she immediately thought, Wow I'm such I'm cruel person right now.

Tyrion gave her a look and she rolled her eyes saying to Jaime, "Here. Hold these."

She dumped the logs in Jaime's arms as she grabbed the handle and pulled the door to the side. Jaime and Tyrion gave her quizzical looks while she stepped inside, gesturing for them to come in. They stepped cautiously inside, examining the open door with their eyes, fearful that it might close on them.

Jaime glanced around the room to see if there was a place to out the rest of the logs and he saw that there was a place to put them which was right by the fireplace. He dumped them on there and she asked, "So what do you guys want to eat?"

The brothers gave each other looks of interest and Tyrion sat himself in the sofa, huffing and jumping up and down on it saying, "Dear Gods, this is one of the most comfortable seats I've ever sat on."

Lana smiled and chuckled. "It's called a sofa."

Tyrion turned to her as he laid down on it. "Well, I like it. Jaime come and sit on this."

Jaime shook his head and said while he glanced around the room, "No thank you. I'm perfectly fine standing up."

"Your loss." Tyrion said as he stretched out.

An idea popped into her head. She already knew that they probably didn't even know of the amazing food from her world because in there world probably toilets have not been made yet so she decided that she was going to show them a whole new world.

Lana picked up her phone and a lot of menus on top of the fridge. She made her orders and was already excited. Lana was about to out her phone in her pocket when caller id popped up saying it was Damon. She scoffed and ignored the call. No, she told herself, I'm not that girl anymore. Lana didn't want to have any drama today or even right now because she had two men in the living room who came from another world and she was sure that they wanted to get back there…right away.

She put her phone in her back pocket, turning it off. Lana came closer to them and smiled in amusement as she saw Tyrion fast asleep on the sofa with his hands tucked under his armpits and she laughed a little. She turned and bumped into Jaime's broad and strong chest.

She would've fallen back if his hands weren't around her upper arms and she said softly, avoiding his blue eyes, "Thanks."

"Your welcome." He replied softly as well. "I need to use your chamber pot."

She looked strangely at him and crossed her arms over her chest after he let go. "Chamber pot?"

"Yes, chamber pot. I assume you have one." She was silent, still trying to figure out what the hell he was talking about.

"You know the thing that you shit and piss in." Tyrion said from behind her, his eyes still closed.

She brightened a little. "Oh you mean a toilet."

Jaime shook his head. "No, a chamber pot." He said more clearly like she was stupid or something.

She rolled her eyes and responded the same way. "Yes, we call it a toilet. Come on I'll show you how to use it."

Tyrion got up immediately, clearly interested on what she was going on about, with Jaime following behind, also curious. They walked down a hall and then to the left door. She opened the bathroom door which led to a large bathroom. She grabbed a bottle of shampoo and went to the toilet. They came through the door willing to learn about the toilet.

She gestured to the toilet with her hand. "This is a toilet. It's used for flushing things down or for your vomit, shit, or piss." She opened the bottle and tipped it over. She squeezed the liquid out of it and then dropped the bottle in the trash can. "This is how you get rid of it." She pressed the button and it flushed away.

"Where does it go?" Tyrion said, sounding amazed.

She shrugged. "In the sewers or something, I don't know."

She walked out of the bathroom, saying over her shoulder, "Enjoy, boys."

TBC…

Alright well I hope you guys like this 1st of many chapters to come so review, favorite, follow this story because I promise you that there will be more ahead along with some familiar faces of a certain exiled family and more of the wolf family running into a certain Salvatore brother. Who knows…I can and will do so many things with this story so I'm very excited about seeing what you all think about it.

Next chapter will involve piles of junk food I will tell you that, but the rest is kept secret for next time.

Thank you guys so much for reading this story and taking a chance. Things will pick up, I promise.