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Author's Note: And here is the first part of Fool Me Once! I'm glad you're liking the new story and hope you continue to enjoy the reboot of Surviving in the World of Vampires! Please, please leave reviews!

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Megan woke up from her slumber, nearing groaning at the pounding in her head like she had been smacked in the head. But her groan stopped in her throat when she noticed Ben sitting in a chair by the end of the bed. Megan sat up quickly in bed, her eyes widening as she remembered what happened.

Shit. Her and Elena had gotten kidnapped by someone.

She looked around for Elena frantically before sighing in relief when he spotted her knocked out on the bed beside her. Slowly getting up to not disturb Ben, Megan quickly tiptoed over to Elena, giving her shoulder a quick shake. The brunette shot up in bed, about to let out a gasp but Megan stopped her by smacking her hand over Elena's mouth. She shushed her, putting her finger to her mouth while using her other hand to point over to Ben. Elena followed her gaze finger and froze at the sight of him. Then she turned her gaze back over to Megan.

"What do we do?" Elena mouthed to her.

"Just stay quiet and follow my lead." Megan mouthed back to her, taking her by the hand to lead her to the front door, tiptoeing over there. She kept a tight hold of Elena's hand as they made it there and she looked over her shoulder to make sure Ben was still asleep before glancing at Elena as to double check with her. When the brunette nodded, Megan turned back towards the door and twisted the doorknob. She went to open it but the sudden voice behind them made her freeze.

"I wouldn't."

Megan whirled around, bringing Elena along with her. And there was Ben, standing right behind them. Shit again.

She would have used her powers on him right then and there, but he started to compel her before she could as he inched towards her and Elena. Unknown to him, she had vervain on her. Thank God for Stefan and his protectiveness, even though it didn't matter since she was a witch and Ben couldn't compel her anyway, but still.

"Don't try to escape." Ben said, his pupils dilating. Megan put on a dazed look. "Don't even move. Do you understand?"

"I understand." She said in a monotone voice.

"And same goes for you too." Ben told Elena, compelling her too.

Megan had to look at make sure Elena still had on her vervain bracelet and she did, so she bit back a smirk.

"Okay…" Elena agreed blankly.

Ben glanced at the two of them, then scoffed as he finally turned around, heading over towards the fridge.

Megan waited a moment before giving Elena the go signal. Her friend quickly opened the doorknob and bolted out the door. Megan would have followed but it was too late as a young girl appeared and blocked her from leaving, then grabbed onto her hair, making her yelp.

Elena immediately skidded to a stop. "Megan!" She was about to run back towards her.

"No!" Megan shouted, stopping the brunette right there "Go Elena! Get out of here!"

The girl's grip tightened in her hair and Megan yelped again. "Take one more step and I'm snapping her neck!" she growled.

Frightened, Elena slowly nodded, making her way back towards them. Once she was close enough, the girl grabbed her roughly by the arm with her free hand. Still gripping Megan's hair and Elena's arm, she pushed them back inside the hotel room.

"Seriously?!" the girl shouted at Ben angrily.

"I told them not to move!" he protested. "I did that eye thing that you taught me!"

"And forgot the lesson about vervain!" the girl snapped. "Megan dates a vampire, Ben! Duh! And Elena is her friend, so she has vervain too. Oh, and Megan's a witch! They can't be compelled!"

"How do you know I'm a witch?" Megan asked confused, but the girl ignored her. Rude, she scowled.

"Who are you?! And what do you want with us?!" Elena demanded.

The girl rolled her eyes. "Does it matter?" she asked rhetorically before opening the bathroom and shoving them in there.

Megan kicked the door, even though it was no use. "Let us out! We have rights damnit!" she shouted.

Elena put a hand on her shoulder. "Calm down, there has to be another way out of here."

She shook her head. "I don't think so, Elena, there's no window to climb out, so we can't pull a Rachel."

This made Elena crack a smile, despite the situation. "You and your Friends references."

"You know it." Megan winked teasingly, but then she sobered up and sighed. "How are we going to get out of this mess?"

Before Elena could answer, there was this noise coming from the bathtub. There was someone else in here. Megan went over to the tub and pulled open the curtain. Her eyes widened at the sight of her sister laying there, unconscious.

"Bonnie!" Megan cried out. "No!"

She got into the bathtub to pull her sister out along with Elena's help. Immediately once she was out, Megan felt for a pulse and there was one, thank god. She was relieved for a moment, then she was pissed.

They were going to pay for bringing her sister into this.

Charlene split up with Stefan to go searching for Megan and Elena by herself, but she couldn't find them anywhere, and she couldn't help but feel sick with worry. So, she headed back to the boarding house to see if Stefan found anything.

"Any luck?" Charlene asked him hopefully. He shook his head in a no and she sighed heavily in frustration. "They have to be somewhere! Anna couldn't have taken them far. We have to find them, Stefan."

He placed his hands on her shoulders. "We're going to find them but…you're not going to like to hear how we're going to…"

Charlene didn't have to think long about who Stefan was talking about. She shook her head.

"No…no way. He tried to kill Megan." Charlene was still pissed off at him for that. If he was planning on staying on her good side, doing that wasn't doing that at all. "Do you really think Damon will even tell us? After what we did to him?" She asked Stefan.

"I don't know…but we have to try. I can't think of anything else to do."

Charlene stayed silent for a moment before sighing heavily. "Fine, let's ask him then, but I don't think it's going to work."

"Thank you." She faked a smile. She still hated this idea, but if they were going to find Megan and Elena and this was the only option, then they had to do it.

So, she didn't complain as she followed Stefan into the study where Damon was, reading through Emily's grimoire. Seeing him made her angry but she tried not to let it show, getting angry at him wouldn't help if he was going to tell him where Megan and Elena were, even though she didn't think it was no use asking him anyway. If she was him, she probably wouldn't help them either especially after they betrayed him like they did.

Damon didn't look up at them as they entered the room. Stefan crossed over to him and Charlene followed behind him, but stood a distance away from them.

"Anna took Megan and Elena." Stefan said.

He still didn't look up, rolling his eyes slightly. "Yeah, I got that from your 600 voicemails."

"Damon, all night long, every street in town, I've been searching. What if your blood hasn't left her system?" He didn't look at them again, flipping to the next page in the grimoire.

"Well, then at least you know you'll see her again."

Charlene decided to try this time. "Come on, Damon, please." She begged as she stepped towards him, bending down to try and meet his gaze, despite the fact he was still looking at the book. "I know your pissed off at us, especially me, but this is my sister and my best friend we're talking about. Just tell us where Anna is, and where she is keeping them, and we'll leave you alone about it. Please."

He did glance up at her for a moment before looking back down at the grimoire, saying nothing. Charlene sighed heavily, stepping back from him.

"I told you it was no use, Stefan." She said. "Let's go. We can find them ourselves." She started to walk away, but stopped at the sound of Stefan's voice as he spoke to Damon again, sitting down on the sofa, next to Damon.

"Please." He pleaded. "What do you know? You were with Anna; you must know where she's living. Just tell me where I can find her."

Damon looked up at Stefan, looking unaffected by his pleads. "Nope. You can go. Really." Just because he wasn't listening to his pleads, it didn't stop Stefan from continuing to plead with him.

"You know, all I can remember is hating you. There might have been a time when that was different, but your choices have erased anything good about you." Damon finally put down the grimoire to give his brother his attention. "But see, I also know you have just as much reason to hate me. This all began with me. Abigail got taken away from you because of me. And I'm sorry."

"Apology accepted."

Charlene stared, surprised. Did he really just accept Stefan's apology?

"So please, just tell me what you know."

"Huh?"

"It's Megan, Damon." Stefan pleaded again. "If you know something, tell me."

Damon didn't say anything as he slowly stood up and Stefan copied him, looking at him with anxiety written all over his face. "I mean, this sincerely…" Stefan nodded, anticipating his answer. "I hope Megan dies."

Hearing Damon say that made Charlene so angry that her face started to change as she snarled at him. Instead of slamming him against the wall, like she seriously wanted to, she reeled her hand back and punched him the face as hard as she could. If she was still human, she definitely would have broken her hand.

"You son-of-a-bitch!" Charlene growled at him, fighting the urge to kill him right where he stood because she knew it was be no use as he was older than her and much stronger. Surprisingly, Stefan didn't bother trying to hold her back, probably knowing by now that once she got started, it was hard to stop her. "How dare you say that?! You're lucky that I'm smart enough to not try snapping your neck right here! Because it would be no fucking use! Don't you dare threaten my best friend! And you know what, I mean THIS sincerely – I hope to God you never see your precious Abigail AGAIN!"

As soon as those words left her mouth, Damon was right in her face, snarling at her but she didn't even flinch. She wasn't scared of him anymore.

"You better watch yourself, Charlie." He growled, and she didn't bother getting onto him about calling her that. "I told you I wouldn't let anyone get in my way of getting her back, and that includes you."

Charlene glared at him. "That's nothing more than an empty threat, Salvatore! You're not going to do a damn thing to me. You had a bunch of chances to do something but you haven't, and I'm still here, probably because in your sick mind, you think I'm going to be some replacement for Abigail just in case you don't get her back, but that's never going to happen because I hate you." She wanted to hit him where it hurt, even though he probably didn't give a damn if she hated him or not. But then, she softened her voice but continued to glare at him. "And here I was, feeling so guilty for betraying you like that. I felt guilty all day about it and deep down, I wanted to tell you, but I couldn't because I was doing it to protect my friends, my family, and this town. Because unlike you, I actually give a shit about people other than myself." She didn't know why but her eyes were filling with tears. "I truly thought you were my friend, Damon, but now I don't even want to want to look at you right now…"

She stormed out of the study. She needed to get out of this room, away from Damon.

Megan sat with Bonnie, holding tightly onto her as Elena wet a towel to give to her. Her sister was still unconscious, and she was still raging mad at the people who hurt her. Like she said, they were going to pay for what they did. As soon as Elena brought the washcloth over to her, Megan took it and placed the towel on Bonnie's forehead.

"Come on, Bon-Bon, wake up." She pleaded, brushing Bonnie's hair out of her face. At her touch, her sister's eyes fluttered, and she breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank God…you're okay…"

Bonnie tried to sit up and Megan helped her as Elena ran over to them, kneeling down next to them. Realizing what happened, Bonnie's eyes went wide.

"Oh my God! Ben is a…" Before she could finish that sentence, Megan shushed her, putting her finger to her lips.

"Shh." She told her sister in a whisper, pointing towards the door. "They can hear us. Elena." She nodded towards the sink.

Knowing what she meant, Elena stood up and turned on the water before going back over to them, kneeling beside them again.

"I'm so stupid!" Bonnie said, putting herself down, which Megan wasn't going to have.

She grabbed her sister's shoulders. "Don't you dare, you are not stupid, he had us all fooled. It's not your fault." She sighed, leaning back. "If it's anyone's fault, it's mine for not telling you what all of this is probably about…"

"What are you talking about?"

Megan sighed, glancing at Elena before looking back at Bonnie. "This probably has something to do with the tomb and Emily's spell book."

"Spell book?"

"Yeah." Megan nodded, then sighed again. "Damon said it could be used to open the spell.

"Why didn't I know about any of this?" Bonnie demanded. Megan glanced away, feeling bad for not telling her.

Elena spoke this time, getting Bonnie's attention. "We were trying to keep you out of it, hoping it would never come to this."

"Come to what?"

"To break the spell, they need a witch to break the spell and let the vampires out." Megan admitted as she looked back at her sister.

"No way! But wait, why me? Why not you, Megan? I mean, you're a witch too, why can't you help them break it?"

Megan said nothing for a moment. "I don't know if this is true or not, but I think that I can't…because they need a Bennett witch to break the spell…"

"But you are…"

She glanced down. "I…I'm not…Bonnie…I'm adopted."

Before anyone could say anything, Ben burst through the door and Megan gripped her sister's shoulders protectively. He turned the tap off.

"You're wasting your time; I'm not going to help you." Bonnie said, glaring at him.

Megan guessed they were just going to ignore what was revealed, at least for now. Ben smiled devilishly in response as he grabbed Elena and Megan by the arms. Megan struggled in his grip.

"Hey, let go!" She growled, but he only tightened his grip. Since he was a vampire, it hurt, and she cried out.

Automatically, Bonnie reached out for them. However, Ben managed to pull them away from her.

"That's why they're here. Motivation for you to behave." Ben sneered at her. "You know, you shouldn't be so desperate. You made it too easy."

"Dick!" Megan snarled.

"Megan, don't!" Elena warned, looking frightened.

Megan ignored her as Ben looked at her in disbelief.

"Seriously? Are you that stupid?" he asked, tightening his grip again.

She rolled her eyes. "Trust me, I've dealt with vampires more powerful than you. You don't scare me, not by a long shot."

"Well, you should be." Ben growled as he shoved Megan out of the bathroom, surprisingly leaving Elena in the bathroom with Bonnie. "She wants to talk to you."

He pushed her out into the bedroom, making her stumble. There was the girl again, leaning against a table as she looked at Megan.

"Well, well, Megan Bennett." Her eyes scanned over her. "You really are Demetria's doppelganger. You must have the Salvatore boys reeling, or well you and your best friend, Charlene."

Megan said nothing for a moment, crossing her arms. "Who are you? I mean, I think I have an idea but…"

"I'm Anna." The girl, or now Anna, said. "Elena's brother may have mentioned me. I mean, we're like practically dating."

Damon went up the Bonnie's grandmother's house and knocked on the door. It didn't take long for the door open, revealing Sheila.

"Yes?"

Damon smiled charmingly at her. "Hi there. I'm looking for Bonnie."

The suspicion was obvious in Sheila's eyes, but Damon didn't notice any of it. "She's not here."

"Oh, well do you know when she…" He couldn't finish as Sheila interrupted him.

"Never." She said in a tight voice.

He shook his head. "You have quite the opinion for someone who doesn't me," he told her, still trying to act charming.

Shelia glared at him. "You got some nerve knocking on a Bennett witch's door and asking her for anything."

"What did I do?" Damon questioned, looking as innocent as Damon Salvatore could.

Shelia scoffed. "Spirits talk Mr. Salvatore and so does my granddaughter, both of them have. You are no friend to us. Now get off of my porch."

Damon got close to her. "Step outside and say that."

Sheila slowly stepped outside, narrowed her eyes at Damon, and used her witchy powers to make Damon hold his head and yell in agony, slowly crumbling to the ground.

"I am not Bonnie. You don't wanna mess with me!"

She slammed the door on Damon, leaving him on the ground. With the door closed, Shelia leaned back against it, looking exhausted.

TBC...

In...

Fool Me Once, Part 2...

Now, I don't know if it's true or not that it had to be a Bennett witch to break the spell, but for my story's sake, let's say its true lol. Also, I've always had a feeling that Sheila was getting close to dying anyway, so even if she hadn't helped Bonnie with the spell, I think she still would have died. At least in my opinion. Anyway, hopefully the next chapters comes out sooner with me being at Florida all week on vacation with my family, but we'll see.

Oh, and keep the votes coming for the poll, just a reminder, it'll end once I get to the first episode season two, so a little far off but we'll get there!

Until next time then!