Tried to make it as long as possible, but this is the best I got. Forgive me :L I tried to include more people aswell. Hope you enjoy
The tight grip on his neck now gone, Sam jumped up weilding himself with a branch he had managed to snap off.
"Right, now...you're going to explain why you just went ape shit on me, either that...or I'll poke this in your chest." Sam roared, breathing heavily.
"You win, I'll talk." Katherine replied staring up at him. She was emotionally drained, and Castiel only had to mention her daughter once.
"So let me get this straight, you're sitting here feeling sorry for yourself because some Angel beat the crap out of you?" Stefan laughed, handing Damon a drink. Damon had healed the wounds that Castiel had caused the night before, but he felt dull, empty inside, exhausted from the way he burnt down like a barn with just the clench of Castiels fist.
"Shut up and stop grinning, I may still be on the mend...doesn't stop me from sending you flying out of my bedroom window." He mumbled, gulping down his glass of whiskey.
"I hate to say I told you so."
"What're you talking about? You love to say I told you so." Damon threw his glass at Stefan, chuckling when Stefan grabbed after it before the glass shattered on the hard wood floor. The glass slipped from Stefans hand at the last second, splinters of glass raining over the floor. Damon frowned. Why hadn't Stefan bothered to catch it?
"I did say not to go messing with him, Damon. But you just had to stick your nose in where it didn't belong. You've experienced what he can do, twice now! Don't you think you should just give up or something?"
"I never give up. Sorry, but I just saw you fail to catch a glass, I know your skills are limited due to the lack of blood intake...but your not that physically impaired are you?" Damon questioned, frowning deeply at the mess that was surrounding Stefan's feet. "Or should I go ask Elena about that?" Damon asked with a smirk.
"Go to hell Damon." Stefan growled.
"Sorry princess." Damon laughed. Stefan rolled his eyes, stooping to pick up the shards and cursing when he cut himself. Placing the cut area to his mouth and sucking, Stefan waited for the wound to heal as quickly as it appeared.
"Stop acting like the sugar plum fairy, it's just a damn cut." Damon groaned. Stefan looked up frowning.
"Yeah, just a cut that wont go away." Stefan explained holding up his hand, the suprisingly cherry red blood dripped down his hand and onto the floor.
"OK, what the hell is going on?" Damon frowned, walking over to mini cooler that was stored in his room, he pulled out a bag of AB+ and ripped off the seal. Damon took a quick gulp, only to spit the blood back out and all over the floor. "WHAT THE FUCK?" Damon wipped his mouth on the back of his hand and gagged.
"I was just about to say the same thing." Stefan chewed his lip, caustiously walking over to Damon and taking the blood bag. He inhaled deeply and took a sip, only to spit the blood out aswell. "Has someone tampered with you supply Damon?" Stefan coughed, trying to get rid of the metallic taste that swirled inside his mouth. Damon shook his head quickly, throwing the bag back into the cooler.
"No, I'm the only one who goes near it." Damon paused looking at the mess in his room, the shattered glass and the spray of blood that covered his floor.
"Then what the hell is going on?" Stefan asked.
"Thats a good question." Damon replied, pulling on his leather jacket. "Whos the only person we know that knows about weird shit like this?"
"Alaric." Stefan sighed following Damon down the stairs and out the door, his hand still throbbing slightly.
"So Alaric's it is." Damon shut the door behind him with a slam.
Sam was still armed with his makeshift stake, Katherine now sat up right and watching Sam.
"Theres something wrong with you." she said, crossing her arms.
"Something wrong with me?" Sam laughed. "Yeah right, you're the one trying to kill me." Katherine smirked, raising a perfectly plucked brow.
"Don't you find it a little odd that you got out of my grip? I'm a vampire genius...a lot stronger than you'll ever be. So how you pulled that stunt back there doesn't concern you at all?" She asked.
Sam frowned but quickly shook his head.
"I'm the one questioning you here...what is it Castiel said to you?" Sam questioned. She sighed, rolling her eyes dramatically, knowing that he wasn't going to give up that easily.
"Just brought up my past, that's all...Now can we go back to Alaric's?"
Sam laughed. "No, not until I know you're not going to jump on me first chance you get." Katherine rolled her eyes again.
"Really Sam? Do you think that little of me?"
"Of course not, but you're slightly pyschotic...So can you blame me?"
"Guess not. Sam, think about what I said...You know theres something wrong with you these past days, feeling like Dean can't trust you, can't trust yourself. You even questioning yourself...Whats going on in there Sammy?" Katherine asked, tapping the side of her head.
"I have no idea what you're talking about."
"Of course you do, why else would you be looking at me like that?" She laughed.
"I've had enough of this, so lets just get back." Sam grabbed Katherine's arm and pulled her up, pushing her infront of him. "I'm not taking any risks." They began the walk back to Alaric's apartment, only to find two men standing at the door.
"Stefan, Damon...how lovely to see you both." Katherine grinned. "It's been a while." Stefan was the first to turn around.
"Katherine...and?"
"Sam Winchester." Sam replied, looking at the two brothers.
"You're Dean's brother aren't you?" The second man replied. Sam nodded.
"Yeah, excuse my manners but who the hell are you two?" Sam asked frowning. Katherine sighed.
"Stefan Salvatore, Damon Salvatore, now we got the introductions out of the way...What are you doing here?"
"We came to talk to Alaric..." Damon began.
"I figured that much genius." Katherine scoffed.
"Somethings wrong." Stefan sighed.
"Besides your ex gone missing? What could be worse?" She asked, causing Stefan to freeze.
"What?"
"Oh sorry, didn't you know? My bad..." Katherine supressed a laugh.
"What's happened to Elena?" Stefan almost shouted and with that the door opened, revealing a confused Alaric.
"Uh, what's going on?" He asked, looking from Sam and Katherine to the new arrivals of Damon and Stefan.
"Things just got a lot more complicated." Damon replied, rolling his eyes.
Elena awoke to the smell of burning...and it wasn't wood that was burning. She gagged, struggling against her bonds. Elena had been strung up to a tree, giving her a perfect view of the goings on around the buring bodies.
"This is the only thing we could do to those hikers. They found us, we had to do something." Zach replied to someone.
"I can't believe how uncapable you are of doing such a simple task Zach, keep on the downlow...and what do you do? Capture the doppleganger in broad daylight!" Eric struck Zach hard across his face.
"I'm sorry Sir." Zach whimpered.
"Your pathetic, get out of my sight until tonight." Eric groaned in disgust, watching Zach scutter away. Elena was watching him. "Tyler, care to get over here? Your friend is awake." Eric yawned as if bored by Elena already. She glared at him and Tyler as he slowly walked over.
"You know who we need now right?" Eric asked and Tyler nodded.
"Yes Sir, we need the Pretrova." He looked shyly at Elena who narrowed her eyes at him. Whilst they spoke she was busy trying to lick off the tape that covered her mouth. Eric looked up at the sun that was hiding behind the high trees.
"Tonight, everything will change...for all of us." Eric bellowed, causing Elena to shiver. He looked up at her and smirked. "I can't wait for you to see what's going to happen."
"Are you sure it'll keep us human? What if something goes wrong?" Tyler asked, chewing at his thumb nail.
"Nothing will go wrong Tyler, have faith." Tyler nodded giving Elena a quick glance before leaving. Eric's head tilted to also look at her again. "Why the long face?" He laughed.
"I have people protecting me, they'll catch on eventually and find me...Your plan isn't going to work." Elena warned trying to get the rope that was tied around her wrist slack enough for her to make a break for it.
"Of course not," Eric rolled his eyes. "You Pretrova woman have such big ideas, it's amusing to watch really."
"Me and Katherine have nothing in common."
"Except for your looks and taste in men?" Eric question, releasing an evil laugh. "Nope nothing in common. You know, Tyler's easier than he looks...All I had to mention that there was a chance to stay human, minus all the complications of all that pain, once everytime of the month."
"So you're tricking him, making him believe you're giving him what he wants, just so you have an extra person on this side." Elena closed her eyes. "Your just the worst kinda person...I hope you know that."
"Oh, I know...I just want you to know that I. Don't. Care." Eric laughed and continued setting everything out for what looked like a ritual. Taking a longer look Elena saw deep markings drawn into the earth that surrounded the dancing flames. They made no sense to her, they just resembled squiggly lines inside of 5 seperate circles that ringed around the fire. Looking up she saw different objects each tied to the end of a long string, the other end tied around the high branches, dangling over each individual circle. Elena sighed, giving up on trying to loosen the rope. They ha obviously tied the knot tight enough for her to not escape. All she had to do now was wait and hope. That someone would come and find her. Before night fell.
Cunning. Quick thinking. Improvisation. Agility. The key essentials that was needed in order to create a plan. It was a shame that everybody had lost their A-Game when the Salvatores showed up. Castiel was on high alert, ready to strick if Damon needed it. But he knew. Castiel knew that wouldn't be fair, given their current predicament. Katherine had left to initiate phase one of operation "Iron Butterfly" as Dean decided to call it. Earning himself quick a few dirty looks.
"I still don't understand how we're partly human now!" Stefan yelled. As soon as they had set foot in Alaric's apartment, Castiel could feel nothing. No high energy he had felt the first time Castiel had met the Salvatores, nothing. Just a slight buzz. Castiel shook his head.
"My only guess is the 'Blood Moon'. It's been making werewolves shift before a full moon, which is tonight...It must have some effect on vampires." Castiel explained. Damon scoffed, shaking his head.
"Your really going to listen to him Stef?" Damon asked. "I thought you didn't like him?"
"Hey, buddy...don't like what you hear go find somebody else who'll tell you different." Dean grunted, getting a smack from Sam. "Stop doing that Sam!"
"Look we aren't going to get anywhere if no one can agree on anything. All right, you two are now human, which makes sense...if they need dopplegangers for his ritual, Katherine will be human. I'm guessing thats what they need to happen to make it work, to secure the link thats stopping them from turning all Michael J. Fox." Sam explained.
"Nice reference." Dean joked.
"So what else have you been doing? Besides making these?" Stefan asked, holding up a newly made wolfsbane dart. Alaric cleared his throat quickly, taking the dart from Stefans hand and placing it in a holder with the others.
"We've been planning, Katherine is bait." Alaric began.
"Bait? And she's willing to do that?" Damon laughed, shifting from one foot to the other.
Castiel nodded. "Yes. She is."
"Katherine is going to get herself caught, Castiel will locate her. He'll tell us where the ritual is being held, we jump in before everyone turns all "Thriller" and kill those sons of bitches." Dean explained. Damon applauded him momentarily before sending him a sarcastic smile.
"Well done, your going to get yourself killed." Damon sneered. Dean stood up quickly, taking a few steps towards him.
"Your human, I can beat the crap outta you now."
"Good luck trying."
"Can we please be civil?" Stefan asked, sighing. "When do we put this into action?"
"Tonight. 11:30, we give the bastards enough time to gain a false sense of security. Then we take it from them." Dean decided, picking up a newly sharpened machete. "Then we take it from them." He quietly mumbled to himself.
Sooo...As bad as I thought?
I hope it didn't suck :L
Everything clear so far? Anything anyones shocked by? Confused by? Just say :L