A/N: So I have had this story in my mind for a while. It's kind of an ensemble story. Moving back and forth through the main characters. I hope you like it. Sorry for any and all grammatical errors. Enjoy!

Madrid, Spain. Gran Vía

The sound of the music blaring through the speakers excites the crowd as they jump up and down moving along with the beat. It's a great atmosphere. Calm. Relaxing. Normal would be the word she would use, a word that has been apart of her vocabulary a lot lately. She appreciates it more because she knows she's not normal. She moves through the crowd until she finds a guy to dance with. She doesn't know him and that makes it all better. Grinding her hips along with his, she smiles as her hair flips. She would be getting sweaty but she doesn't have to worry about that much more. The song ends and the blonde man grabs her hand pulling her out in the more desolate back of the club.

"Eres tan hermosa."You are so beautiful. The vampire in front of him smiles as she pushes him roughly up against the wall.

"Gracias." She says not missing a beat as her lips leaves traces all over his neck.

"Usted no es de aqui. Su acento suena americano."You are not from here. Your accent it sounds American. He keeps talking as the vampire kisses him making her kind of annoyed.

"Born and raised. You know until I died." She doesn't realize that she says it in English until he answers back in English. The man's eyes widened. "What do you mean died?"

"It doesn't matter." He grabs her shoulders trying to understand what she is talking about but ends up pushing her back. He tries again and the vampire backs away. "What's wrong?"

"I'm just trying to make sure I heard what you said." She can see that he seems to be genuinely worried about her state of mind.

"Why does it matter, I thought we were having fun?" Attempting to move closer to him he holds his hand up trying to keep a barrier between them. He sees something in her eyes that scares him a bit. So he tries to walk away.

"I should go. I have to meet up with my friends they are probably worried about me?" He turned away from her starting to walk away as she continued.

"You'll see them in a few minutes. What we're doing won't take but two minutes." She tried to sweeten her personality because she knew he was becoming scared.

"I think I'm going to go now." He said eyeing her one more time before the brunettes eyes turned from brown to a dark red.

"I tried to be nice." Elena grabbed the man's head bending it over as she bit into his neck. Covering his mouth to muffle the screams.

"Someone is turning into their psycho doppelganger." Moving her head from the nape of the man's neck, she licked her lips as she eyed the red head standing behind her with a smirk on her face.

"Don't ever compare me to her. I'm not Katherine, nothing like her."

"That's what you looked like a few seconds ago." Elena eyed the man holding his bleeding neck staring wide eyed at both girls having a conversation in front of him.

Shrugging her shoulders she admitted, "Well sometimes being Katherine works."

"But a good 98% of the time it'll get you killed or on the to be killed list and I like you. So I don't want to see you die." Elena smiled as she sighed. "Does that noise mean I'm going to have to call Marsha? You know she doesn't like it when you go off the rails."

"Alright." She placed her gaze on the man in front of her compelling him to forget as she healed his neck enough it wouldn't be noticed. "Is that better?"

"Much better. Now let's get out of here Byron said he has a special spot for us to hang tonight." Elena gave a grin as Brittney intertwined their arms.

New York City, New York. Times Square

Tyler grabbed the pamphlet that sat at the front desk. It wasn't his first time coming here but he had to admit this was the only ritual he had while in the city. Every other Wednesday, he would stop by the Museum of Modern Art (MoMA) to just stare at his favorite work of art for a few minutes here or there.

The guards knew who he was. He came at the same time every night just before it was about to close. He would bring the guys drinks and snacks. And they would let him stay a few more minutes after the doors closed. While in one of the most creative places in the world he had picked back up his drawing. It wasn't as good but he was having fun. He took night classes with a small famous artist from the city who he loved watching paint.

"Bill. Durwin. You two enjoy the rest of your night okay."

"You too Tyler, see you in two weeks." He smiled and waved as the two did the same. Walking onto the streets his bag drooped over his shoulder. He made his way to class.

"Tyler you're always early, don't tell me you were like this in school too." Tyler smiled at himself he was nothing like this when he was human and in school. When he became a hybrid it just got worse. "I like your class Ms. Ava. Is it bad I like to be here early?"

"Just a little bit. But since you are my favorite student I guess it'll be okay." He smiled as he continued setting up his easel.

"Look if it isn't the biggest douche on planet earth." Tyler looked up already knowing who it was that was about to sit next to him.

"Daniel always a pleasure."

"I don't know why you have to be here all early. If I didn't know any better I'd think you had a crush on Ava." Tyler just stared at his friend as he continued. "But from all these portraits of a certain hot blonde that can't be true." He pointed to the image of the girl on the page. Tyler looked at the easel with an unfinished portrait of Caroline smiling. He had missed her something crazy. Though she broke and shattered his heart he could never get the bubbly girl out of his mind. Sometimes the thought of her made him angry. Sometimes it would make him grin from ear to ear. Other times he just wanted her to leave his thoughts. But knowing that would never happen, and he really didn't want it too, he dealt with it. Whenever a thought of her came up he would paint.

"I call her hot blonde."

"Wow how original." Tyler joked flipping through until he got to an empty page.

"So are you coming out tonight with me, Blair, Nate, and Serena?" Dan eased his way into his seat watching as Tyler took out the supplies he needed.

"Depends on where you guys are going?" Shaking his head as he continued, "I can't sit through another Broadway show."

"Nah man nothing like that. Serena got tickets for us to see Coldplay at Radio City Hall."

"Alright sounds good." The two noticed that the class was full and all eyes were on them. Both turned to see the art teacher standing a foot away a sly smile on her face.

"Daniel and Tyler glad you made plans for tonight but can we get back to class." Laughing lightly the boys turned to face the front.

"Sorry Ms. Ava."

Baton Rouge, Louisiana. Shenandoah

Sitting on the back porch, the calming sounds of night coming soothed Bonnie. This was her favorite time of the day. She didn't really know why. Maybe it was because the city was getting comfortable in their homes, enjoying family dinners, having movie nights, or going out to hang with friends. She was happy for those people. She was happy with her calm life as well. Sitting the cup of tea on the table she walked out to her garden looking over vegetables. She hadn't known why her grams had done it when she was younger know she understood. She could be connected to the earth and it was a fantastic feeling.

"Bon are you ready?" She turned around to look at her cousin Lucy standing in the door way hands on her hip.

"Ready for what?"

"The double date I sat up for us?"

"I thought I said I didn't want to go on that date. Where I have to meet strange men and dress up." Bonnie focused back on her garden still listening to what her cousin would come up with now.

"I didn't hear you say no." Lucy played dumb as she pretended not to remember.

"You never do. That's how we ended up in New Orleans to meet your now boyfriend. Or the time when my mom stopped by and you thought she and I would love to go on a double date with the father and son from the auto shop."

"What am I suppose to do Bonnie? You've got this hot body and what do you do with it, spend all your time at the school or at home."

"I'm okay with that." Lucy sat down as she began to fix the strap on her heel.

"Your young why can't you just be young." Bonnie smiled Lucy always wanted to make sure she had a good time and she didn't mind it. She was glad her cousin was back in her life. But sometimes she just wanted to stay at home.

"Okay what about Lea?"

"She's sleep already and Abbie said she would be here with her. What?" Lucy could read that face. Something was confusing her little cousin and she needed to know what.

"I'm still trying to figure out how you planned this all out even after I said no?" Bonnie moved back to the table picking her drink up.

"I'm groovy like that." Bonnie laughed.

"Okay Lucy where is this dreaded date and what's his name?"

"I knew you'd come around cuz."

"It's not like I had much of a choice." Bonnie grins as her cousin grabs her hands leading her into the house.

Mystic Falls, Virginia. Some Club

Damon is sitting in a room as the luminescent lights brighten the dark room. He takes a sip of the drink as he looks over the club. It took him two years but he finally got something that he worked for. It wasn't the opening night it was just for a few people to get a jest of what the club would be like. It was everything he had hoped for. It was something he had wanted to do for a while now and with the help of Rudy and a few other members of the town he got a start. "Is it everything you wanted?" The cherry red lips whispered in his ear as she wrapped her arms around his neck.

"It's even better now that your here."

"Damon, are you being sweet to me?" Turning around he places the drink on the table as pulls her closer to him.

"Why, am I not allowed to be?"

"You are but I usually end up being yelled at later. I just need to prepare myself."

"No yelling. I am happy and I'm happy you're here with me." Damon smiled a genuine smile. Those were her favorites when she could see his smile in his blue eyes.

"Excuse me Mr. Salvatore. You have someone waiting for you."

"Who?"

"He wouldn't give me a name he just said he knew you and he wanted to talk to you personally."

"Okay give me a minute I'll be there." The young man turned to leave the two in the room.

"We will be getting interrupted a lot in the upcoming weeks. I am sorry for that in advance."

"No you aren't." she smiled. "You're going to love spending you time here."

"Just as much as I love spending my time with you."

"It better be." Kissing him on the lips she backed away. "You got business to handle right."

Damon grabbed the jacket to his suit putting it on as he got on the elevator. Going to the first floor he buttoned it as he stepped off the elevator being meet with the unfamiliar face. "You've got two seconds to explain to me why I was interrupted before I kick your ass in this two thousand dollar suit."

"I came to you last week when I heard you were building a supernatural/human club. I had wanted to make a deal with you. About taking people from your club. You said you'd think about it."

"You know I did and I want you to get the hell out my town before bad things happen to you."

"I'm not scared of you." Damon smiled at the courage the dumbass showed.

"Okay you don't have to be scared of me. But just to let you know you've been warned." Opening his arms to the crowd he grinned. "Enjoy."

Once the man walked away a victorious grin on his face, Damon watched as the group of vampires spread taking with them a thirst for blood. Getting his cell phone out his pockets he scrolled down the list until the name he was searching for appeared. Pressing call he waited for a few rings before they answered.

"Looks like we have a problem."

Mystic Falls, Virginia. In the Woods.

Stepping lightly over the root that was stuck up out of the ground. Jeremy slowly made his way to the small stable that set in the woods. He had been here when he was little. Elena would drag him here because she had loved to ride the horses. The stable and whole land had been abandoned for a few years now. Holding the crossbow higher up, his aim stays on the cabin that was now preoccupied.

Next to him he sees Chris putting her hand up to stop the other two from moving. Her green eyes meet his and he knows that she knows what he wants to say. She smiles as he returns the gesture. They move their eyes across the field where he sees Matt coming with the rest of the group. Now that everyone is in place he stops when he sees the target heading into the stable. Moving closer to the building he sees Damon inside and turns to see who he is talking to.

"Since you didn't have the brains to heed my warning at least tell me you didn't kill anybody." The blonde gave a cocky grin as he stood up crossing his arms.

"Let's just say a few people will be missing from work and school." Damon shakes his head as he picks up a bottle of scotch from 1864.

"Good year." He says pouring himself a glass but not yet drinking it. "Shame you won't ever get the chance to taste it."

"You may be old but don't think you can take on my whole crew by yourself."

"You're right I'm not an idiot. Besides who's to say I came alone." The man looks behind him and starts laughing.

"Dude I hope you're not blind. There is no one here with you."

"That's what they want you to think. But they're here. Now see they are upset because that warning I gave you. That came from them. Me, I could give a damn what you do. But they do and a small part of me cares about them. A very small part, but a part none the less."

"Are you going to talk me to death?" the blonde vamp breathed growing tired of this conversation.

"That's an option. You see I like getting my hands dirty. So I could just do this…" He speeds to the man he hands wrapped around his throat. He notices that the rest of his lackeys are up and surrounding him ready to attack but his eyes never leave the vampires in his hand. "Snatching your throat out is one option for me. The other was ripping your heart out. Both grotesque but like I said I like to get dirty."

He could see one vampire moving closer to him. "Tell him to back up or he'll die first." The blonde man said nothing as the vampire moved closer. The sound of a bullet breaking glass pierced the silence, as the vampire dropped to the ground. Looking over his shoulder he could see Jeremy moving in from the front while a group lead by Matt came in from the other way.

"Told you." Dropping the man. He looked around at everyone ready to attack each other. "This is lovely. I love a good slaughter."

"Now buddy let me introduce you to the new and improved founder's council. Yeah they are a young bunch and actually really kind. It's kind of stupid how kind they can be. But they have one rule for anything supernatural that visits. No one dies and you broke that rule so now at this moment they are very dangerous."

"You're a vampire you're supposed to be on our side?"

"But you're losing and they are winning. So why would I chose your side. I'm a winner. Not always but from now on." Damon finally picks up the drink and downs it in one gulp. "That's great."

"Gilbert. Donovan. Always a pleasure" He nods at both before turning to go.

"I'm sorry. I forgot my manners in the midst of everything. You know my southern hospitality." Fixing the cuff links on his sleeve he clears his throat one more time and gives his best smile. "Welcome to Mystic Falls." As he turns and exits the stable he hears the sound of the founders' council lighting them up.

A/N: So we caught up with most of the gang except a few. Elena's in Madrid, with a mysterious group of people. Tyler's in New York with new friends, who are apparently the people from Gossip Girl(LOL). But he has a broken heart. Bonnie is living with her fabulous cousin Lucy in Louisiana. Damon owns a club and seems to have a close to healthy relationship (Only time will tell). And Matt and Jeremy are f**king sh*t up as the founders council.

Next chapter. We'll see what Caroline and Stefan have been up to. And delve a little deeper into their lives and the beginning of what causes them to return to MF. Va. Peace, until next time.

AP