TVD/Revolution Crossover: Homeward Bound
Characters: Damon, Katherine, Charlie, Bass, Elena, Stefan, Miles, Rachel, Ben, Patriots, Originals, Pearl, Emily, Anna, Mr. and Mrs. Petrova, Travelers, Care, Tyler, Matt
Summary: Set after the TVD S5 finale "Home" and in Revolution S2. What if Katherine and Damon had died together, instead of Bonnie and Damon? What if they had found themselves in a different world; the world of Revolution? Will they learn to get along? Will they find their way back home to Mystic Falls? What will ensue between them during their journey?
Pairings:
Datherine
Barlie
Delena
It was a dark night, as Damon and Katherine walked side by side, silent, after ending up in a different world, amazingly alive. One minute they were on the Other Side, about to disintegrate with the Other Side, and the next minute they were somewhere else.
"Where the hell are we?" Damon asked, as they walked, seeing cars that looked like they hadn't been used for years.
A moment later, there was a sign that said Welcome to Willoughby, Texas.
"Willoughby, Texas if that sign is right," Katherine replied, as they passed the sign.
"Something's wrong. We should be seeing people by now," he stated.
"You're right. There isn't a person in sight."
Damon stopped.
Katherine stopped next to him and looked at him.
"What is it?"
"Dinner," he replied, before vanishing into the woods.
"Damon!" she yelled after him.
She sighed and started walking through the woods. Sometimes she hated him; especially, when he left her like that when he knew she was helpless as a human. If he wanted alone time, all he had to do was say so, instead of leaving her in the dust.
At the end of the woods, she found an abandoned railroad yard where Damon was feeding on a girl by some trees.
She began to walk towards her elder childe.
"Don't do that to me. I won't always be able to track you down. We're in an unfamiliar world. We need to stick together," she told him, as she walked on old railroad tracks, no looking at the ground, as she headed over to him at her own pace.
Damon ignored her though, as he fed.
When he finished, he let the body fall to the ground.
Just as he turned his face human, he heard the noise of wood breaking and his sire scream.
He turned around in enough time to see a part of the railroad track collapse beneath her and her fall with the piece of wood.
"Katherine!" he yelled, as he used vamp speed to reach her, but was too late to grab her.
He stood at the hole and looked down to see her on her back and smelled blood. He then used vamp agility to jump down in the hole.
He knelt beside her and looked at her, gentle hands on either side of her head.
"Kat?" he called gently.
"Da…mon," she whispered, eyes closed.
"Stay with me," he instructed.
He looked down at her to look for the source of her blood. Then he saw it. There was a rebar protruding from her abdomen, blood heavily flowing form the wound.
Her head rolled to the left, as she lost consciousness.
He took her jacket off and gently pulled her into his arms. He then took the rebar out and used her jacket to tie around her waist to keep her from losing too much blood.
He got to his feet and jumped out of the hole with her in his arms, heading for the woods to find a place to make camp so he could save her life. As he did, he used super hearing to listen to her heart and breathing.
Once by a river, he gently layed her down on her back on the grass. He then removed her jacket and looked down at her, assessing her condition. There was a lot of blood, but it didn't look like it was or would be infected, which was a good sign. He just needed to stop the bleeding and find a flask or something to force some water down her throat. If he couldn't do any of the, she could would live through the night. He knew this from being in the 1864 war. They were fighting in the war, so everyone had to know first-aid. For some reason, this situation made him realize that he couldn't lose her. He didn't know why. Maybe it was because she was his sire since her blood had turned him, or because she was now a helpless human. He just knew that it made him care for her, as if he was somehow responsible for her. All he knew was that he had to save her life. She was his family; blood. Besides, they had been the same from the very beginning. She was why he was who and what he was to this day. She taught him everything she knew; how to love; how to kill; how to hate. She made him in her image.
Once he had patched her wound up with a first-aid kit he had found, he used an abandoned flask to force river water down her throat. Then, after that, he made a campfire a distance away from the river, and layed her gently down by the fire.
As he sat down on a log by the fire across from her and watched over her, memories came to the surface.
*Flashback*
It was a dark night, as Katherine and Damon stood in the woods on the side of the road. Katherine had just taught him how to feed from and kill humans when he became a vampire. There was still blood on her face from feeding.
"Have a taste," she encouraged.
Without hesitation, he kissed her, having a taste of the human blood.
She kissed back and it turned into a kiss full of passion.
*End of Flashback*
*Flashback*
It was a dark night, as Katherine stood with her back against a tree in the woods, Damon in front of her.
She used a fingernail to make a cut on her collarbone.
"If you want it, take it. Choose."
"I choose you, Katherine."
He bent down and drank from the cut.
She smiled, as he did so.
*End of Flashback*
He smiled at the fond memories he had of her from 1864, during his human years. He had loved her so much and he had thought that she had loved him just as much. He didn't know if it was the truth or not, but when he had asked her to tell him the truth, he had been shattered by her answer. She had told him, "The truth is…I never loved you. It was always Stefan." That had broken him for a while, until he had fallen for Elena. If she had never loved him though, why had she come back to ask him for protection after Elena had gone away to college? Now that he thought of that, it didn't make sense. If she loved Stefan, why had she gone to him instead of Stefan? Damon was known as the impulsive and self-destructive brother, while Stefan was the complete opposite. She had put her life in his hands, when she had gone to him instead of Stefan. It made him wonder if she had lied to him, just to get him to let her go after 145 years of missing her.
The next day, he found a vacant house and made himself at home with Kat on the couch, still sleeping.
As he made himself at home, he continued to watch over her. He cared about her now. He didn't want her to die. Besides, they had a lot of History together. He knew she'd be okay now, though. She'd live.
A few days later, she began to come to.
He sat on the couch by her, as she came to.
"Hey," he greeted her with a smile.
She smiled back.
"Thanks," she replied.
She slowly sat up and saw where they were.
"How long was I out for?" she asked him.
"Three days," he replied. "But at least you're alive. That's all that matters. You were right. We have to stick together."
"I'm glad you're finally coming around," she commented.
After they had eaten and put what they needed in a bag, they set off.
That night, they were walking, when they saw a bar. Damon smiled. It wasn't the Mystic Grille, but it would do.
They began to walk towards it.
A moment later, with vamp hearing, he heard a girl and some guys. Then they both saw a guy walk in.
When they walked in, the guy who had walked in was in the middle of killing the guys for the girl. They didn't blame him. They had poisoned the girl.
Damon vamped out and started ripping throats out, helping the guy kill them.
Kat went and knelt by the girl who was on her back on the ground, wanting to help her. She couldn't do much, though.
When the guys were dead, Damon turned his face human and then looked at the guy.
"Nice fighting. You were in the army? I'd recognize a soldier anywhere."
"I was. I'm Sebastian Monroe, but my friends call me Bass," he replied, before walking over to where Kat and Charlie were.
Bass put his swords away and then knelt by Charlie. He looked down at her. She had been poisoned and was out cold. He had to hurry and get some water down her throat to flush the poison out, or she wouldn't make it, no matter how much of a fighter she was.
Kat stood up, as Bass got to his feet with Charlie in his arms.
He looked at them.
"Thanks for the help. If you want, you can come with me. I'm on my way to see an old friend of mine to get him out of some trouble he's in," Bass offered. He always had a good sense who he could trust and something told him that he could trust these two. Besides, they needed as much help as they could get with the Patriots. If the performance he had seen tonight wasn't proof, then he didn't know what was.
"We'd be more than happy to come with you," Kat answered him.
"Good. Follow me."
Soon enough, they were in the woods, a campfire going, Charlie lying on her back on the ground out cold, Bass seated on a log by the fire, Kat seated next to him, Damon leaning against a tree close by. Bass had just made half of his flask of water go down her throat.
"Since we're going to be traveling together, we might as well get to know each other. I already introduced myself. That's Charlie. Now who are you?"
He looked at the brunette.
"It's a long story. I'm Katherine Pierce, but I was born in Bulgaria as Katerina Petrova. That's Damon Salvatore. I'm sure you saw his face earlier," she began, trying to be gentle about telling him everything. It could be confusing, so she was taking it slow.
"Yes; He's a vampire. I didn't think they existed until now."
"Maybe in this world, but in our world vampires, werewolves, witches, warlocks, hybrids, doppelgangers, ghosts, immortals, and Vampire Hunters exist."
"Sounds like a crazy world."
"It can be."
"So how are you two related?" he asked her.
"When I was a vampire, I turned him and his brother. But that's not the beginning of my story. My story starts in Bulgaria in 1490. In 1490, I bore an illegitimate, healthy baby girl out of wedlock. After that, my parents disowned me and I was banished to England, never to see my daughter again. In 1492, I met Trevor who, at a ball, introduced me to Elijah and Niklaus Mikaelson on Klaus' birthday. I was a young, naïve, human full of light, wanting more in life than what I had been born in, so when Klaus offered a place to stay at the Mikaelson estate, I accepted.
When I found out that they were vampires and Klaus would sacrifice me in a ritual to break the curse that was set upon him by his mother, I stole the Moonstone and escaped with help from Trevor. I became a vampire when I woke up in transition and drank from a human. I fled after that, thinking I had escaped. Klaus was one step ahead of me, though.
When I arrived at my Bulgaria village on horseback, my entire village, including my parents, had been savagely slaughtered. I knew it had been Klaus.
In 1498, I went back to Bulgaria in search of my daughter who was eight at the time, but she was nowhere to be found, so I gave up.
In 1864, I arrived in America and went to Mystic Falls, Virginia with my friends Annabelle and Pearl who were vampires and Emily Bennett who was a witch. Stefan, Damon's little brother, was the first one I met and fell in love with. Then Damon came home on leave from fighting on the South side in the war. He came home to spend time with his brother, only to meet the likes of me. When I asked them who would like to escort me to the Founder's Ball and they both wanted to, I was amazed. I had never met anyone like the Salvatores. I certainly didn't expect anyone to even want to take me to a ball. It was new to me to have anyone willing to do anything for me. I was beautiful, but broken inside. I didn't want to get close to anyone, afraid that something would happen. But then I did get close and I fell for both Salvatores. When I got wind what the Founders were planning, I made a plan so that nothing would happen to me. I even kept my promise to Damon that he would die.
After I fled, I kept a low profile, knowing Klaus wasn't far behind, but that didn't stop me from keeping watch over them.
When I returned to Mystic Falls in 2009, I learned that I had a doppelganger. I told everyone that I came back for Stefan, but I really came back for them both. But when Damon killed my werewolf spy, I was angry and lashed out by turning my doppelganger's best friend, Caroline, into a vampire. And because I needed a werewolf, I had my doppelganger's ex make Tyler Lockwood angry enough to kill someone. So Tyler became a werewolf because of me.
A year after I came into town, Mikaelsons came to town one by one. First Elijah; then Klaus. And after Klaus used my doppelganger to break the cure and he became the Original hybrid, their sister Rebekah came into the picture. Then there came Finn and Kol and their parents Mikael and Esther. Then we all tried to kill Klaus, but failed. So I left town.
When I learned about the cure for vampirism and an immortal by the name of Silas, I jumped at the chance to get to it first. I knew Klaus wanted to destroy it, so I got to it first, wanting to use it as a bargaining chip for my freedom.
After I gave the cure to Elijah to help me, he broke up with me and left town. I was angry, so I took everything out on my doppelganger who, by then, had been a vampire for a year, and I tried to kill her. Someone must've given the cure to her, because she shoved the cure down my throat and I turned back into a human.
About six months later, I went back to Mystic Falls, only to find out that the immortal, Silas, needed me because he had to drink the cure to die a witch and cross over to be with his lover. I was the cure, because I had gotten it shoved down my throat. Then my grown up, vampire daughter, came to town to protect me.
After Silas was killed, I learned that the cure had done something to me. I was dying of old age and I couldn't even digest vampire blood.
In the end, Nadia died from a werewolf bite and I helped defeat the Travelers. So Damon and I died together on the Other Side, where the Other Side was about to disintegrate. Instead of disintegrating though, we found ourselves in Willoughby, Texas."
"I see what you mean by a long story. We're kind of the same in some parts. The short version of my story is that I lost my entire family when a drunk driver crashed into my family's car. One night, my best friend Miles found me at the Georgia cemetery. I was drinking and had a gun in my hand. All I wanted to do was to end it all. Miles saved me from myself that night. After that, Miles and I fought in the war. Miles got shot, but survived. After that, we went back to Georgia. We were on our way home, when Miles' brother, Ben, warned him that everything was going to turn off. Then it did. Ever since that night, it's been like this. We call it a blackout," Bass replied to her.
"What's her story?" Damon asked.
"Charlie had to grow up fast to be a big sister to her little brother Danny. When I was the general of what Miles and I created called the Monroe Republic, I asked a few of my militia soldiers to get Ben Matheson, her dad, but when Danny tried to stop them, Ben was killed and they took Danny, instead. So Charlie lost her dad and later lost Danny. He died helping to stop the militia. She did get reunited with her mom, though. I'm no longer general though and the militia no longer exists. Now we have bigger problems. There are people that call themselves the U.S. Government, but I know better and so does Charlie. They're Patriots," he summarized.
Damon and Kat were surprised at how similar Charlie and Bass' lives were to their own.
A few days later Bass, Charlie, Damon, and Kat were on a horse and wagon, Bass guiding the horses pulling the wagon with the reins. Bass and Charlie were going to Miles and them, while Damon and Katherine were heading on a hunt to go back home.
Half way to the town, Bass dropped the vampire and former vampire off, before heading towards the rest of the way to the town.
A week later, Damon and Kat made their way home through a portal. By now, they had understanding and appreciation for each other. Damon didn't even hate her anymore. Things had changed.
