Chapter 3: Shadows and Monsters

A/N: Before I start this chapter I just want to thank user who left a lovely review on this story that really made me feel a lot better that day as I was feeling pretty anxious since I had to go back to school after the break and it actually just made me feel SO much better so thank you once again.

The title of this chapter is inspired by the song Control by Halsey. This chapter contains a kind of gruesome scene so beware.

"Look I'm telling you man, there's something special about her," Dean marvelled, taking a large bite from his hamburger.

"You say that about every girl," Sam argued, stabbing his fork into his Caesar salad.

"No I don–Look, I really mean it this time."

Sam nodded still not believing him. Knowing Dean, it probably wasn't true.

"And you know, I-I really feel a connection with her," Dean added, smirking, "And I think she feels it too," he bubbled.

"Some connection, considering she ditched you before you even opened your eyes," Sam retorted, a small smile creeping onto his face.

"Whatever man. I felt something."

…

"Damon, I just don't see why you didn't compel them to leave in the first place," Stefan chastised his older sibling.

The two were seated at booth table in the Mystic Grill watching over the hunters as they ate their first meal of the day.

"For one, my dear brother," Damon responded, "They're hunters which probably means they have a shot of vervain running through their system twenty-four-seven, and even if they didn't, they do now," he continued as both brothers glanced at the Winchesters drinking up the town water laced with vervain.

"Two," he carried on meeting Stefan's gaze, "I didn't think they would stay this long, especially after Kat assured us that she would take care of it."

"Speak of the devil," Stefan mumbled, following the tan skinned girl with his forest green eyes as she made her way to the brothers.

"Ah, the girl who can't keep promises," Damon half-teased as she came within earshot.

"A, I made absolutely no promises," she retorted, "And B, we have bigger problems right now."

"Bigger problems than supernatural hunters and your original hybrid brother on our asses?"

"Carrie's not at the house."

"And you win the jackpot," Damon said as he and Stefan stood up simultaneously, their worried expressions literal mirror images of each other.

"I thought you compelled her?" Stefan piped up.

"I thought so too but–I, I don't know okay? Look, we're wasting time, let's just go."

"Sounds like you're losing your mojo," jested Damon as the band of three quickly made their way to the exit emitting a sigh Katalina.

…

"Oh, there she is," Dean noted, stuffing his face with the last few fries before standing up.

"Dude, don't," Sam said attempting to stop his older brother but Dean had already walked up to her, a smoulder plastered on his face.

"Hey, Kat," Dean called out stopping behind her as she turned around, unnoticeably rolling her eyes, putting on a plastic smile.

"Oh, Agent uh, uhm," Katalina stuttered, looking everywhere but into the man's gaze.

"Bonham."

"Right," she replied assuredly, faking yet another smile, waiting in an awkward moment for him to carry on.

"Uh, well I was hoping that, um–" he attempted to engage her but she only seemed interested in the exit.

"Look, I, I really have to be somewhere," she stuttered, pointing at the exit with her thumb.

"Right, course I'll um…" Dean replied as she slowly tried to back up to the door.

"Sorry, I'll, I'll call you," she reluctantly said as she ran out the door.

"Wait you –" Dean ran after her out the door only to stop once he got outside.

"Smooth, real smooth," Sam followed him, leaning on the doorframe, a smug smile placed upon his face.

Dean grimaced looking around the streets.

"What's wrong?" Sam furrowed his eyebrows, curious as to the sudden change in Dean's emotions.

"She's gone," Dean replied as Sam came outside to search the isolated street, as their expressions altered from confusion to sudden realisation.

"Wow, she really is special."

…

"Dude, you slept with a vampire," Sam broke the silence that had set in the Impala as the two brothers headed to the Salvatore residence.

"Shut up, Sammy," Dean retorted, setting the silence back into its place.

Dean hurriedly turned into the driveway of the boarding house, Sam hopping out the car before it had even come to a full stop.

They rushed to the entrance of the residence fully equipped with machetes, dead man's blood as well as their regular handguns only to be interrupted by a piercing scream erupting from the woods next to the residence. Changing their route, the Winchesters hurried deep into the forest.

…

The three immortals stopped dead in their tracks as they heard the scream, their heightened hearing revealing the location of the wail.

Using their enhanced speed, they were at their destination in seconds, a brutal scene enveloping their eyes. Two men lay ostensibly dead on the ground. One looked to be over 50 years old but the other was merely 20. The older one had his carotid artery ripped out, his clavicle poking out of his neck. The younger one, decapitated. The marks that separated the body and head were presumed to be bite marks. Centre stage, there stood Carrie. Hunched over a poor defenceless woman, ripping through her throat. The whole scenario took place at a campsite. They must have been a family hoping to have a peaceful night out in the woods.

"Carrie!" Katalina yelled, snapping Carrie out of her bloodlust stricken hunger. She turned to look at Kat, a dark maroon liquid dripping out her mouth, her eyes red, veins spread out below them. Within an instant, she was back to her meal.

Stefan sped up to her, roughly yanking her away, holding her back. She fought back, but his age gave held an advantage over her.

Damon turned to the two men, checking their pulses while Kat rushed to the aid of the woman.

"Dead," Damon grumbled.

"She's got a pulse!" Katalina exclaimed, the relief in her voice was evident. Biting down on her wrist, she began to bring it towards the woman's mouth.

"Hey!"

All three vamps turned to see no one other than Sam and Dean Winchester, the shout coming from the younger of the two. Sam was sporting a shotgun whereas Dean was wielding a machete, both absorbing the scene held before them.

Katalina attempted to heal the woman once more only to be interrupted by a gun shot.

As the shot rang out, a shadow enveloped her. Damon. The bullet entered his gut, only to be pulled back out momentarily.

"What kind of hunter kills vampires with copper bullets?" Damon taunted Sam, grinning.

"The bullets are a distraction. This, is used to kill," stated Dean, attempting to slash Damon's head off.

Instantly Damon put out his hand pushing back the machete blade, as it began to slice through his hand.

"Stop it!" Kat yelled out, pausing the actions of the two older brothers.

All eyes were on her as her mind was racing on how to spare the lives of her friends.

"Look, how 'bout we make a deal?" She stood up after carefully placing the woman's head on the ground.

Dean gawked at her, clearly amused as to what this 'deal' could be.

"I think we can all agree that none of this would've happened if it wasn't for her," she continued with an angry tone, pointing at Carrie, not bothering to look at her.

"So," she sped up to the struggling brunette, snatching her from Stefan's grasp, "Kill her. Spare us, and you leave Mystic Falls, for good."

Dean laughed.

"You're not serious are you? You're vampires. You kill. It's in your nature."

"That's not true," Katalina shook her head in disagreement.

"Oh, really?" Dean chuckled.

"Look, I could've killed both you and your brother the other night, easy fix to a difficult problem, right? But I didn't do it because I'm one of the few vampires that actually give a shit about human life. Believe it or not, we're not all bad."

Dean switched his gaze between the three vampires, all of which were bearing trustful eyes.

"Fine."

"What?!" Carrie shouted out.

"But if we ever find you again, you can bet the world that we won't hesitate to slice your heads right off," he hissed, ignoring the screaming girl, his green eyes settling on Katalina's blue ones.

"Deal. But first, I have a quick question for you," Kat teased, a frightening smile appearing on her face as she looked into the eyes of the struggling girl, "How did you fight off my compulsion."

"How do you think dumbass? Vervain."

A look of surprise and anger came over Kat's face, and it was gone just as quickly.

"Wow, you're stronger than I thought," she taunted, the sick smile still there, "I'm so not going miss you," she growled, the smile dissipating as she bought Carrie down to her knees, holding her shoulder.

"Kol won't like this, he'll have your hea–"

Her yelling was cut off by Katalina's arm whacking her head straight off her body, as she fell limp onto the ground, a look of satisfaction settling on Kat's face.

Both Winchesters gawked in surprise whereas the Salvatores remained unfazed.

A whimper from the human on the floor snapped them out of their thoughts.

Immediately, Katalina was by her side once more, biting into her wrist, bringing the oozing blood towards the woman's mouth.

"Hey, hey–"

"Wait, hold on–"

Both Winchesters attempted to stop her but the vampire refused to stop, feeding the woman her blood. The two ran up to her only to halt as the wound on her neck began to heal. They stared at her in amazement as Katalina sat the woman up and gazed into her eyes.

"You're going to forget you ever saw this. All you're going to remember is that you were out camping and your family was attacked by an animal. You escaped just in time."

The hunters continued to gawk at the scenario unfolding in front of them as the woman repeated the words back to Katalina perfectly.

Holding the woman in her arms, she handed her over to the younger Winchester.

"Take her to the hospital. Tell them you found her in the woods."

"Damon and I can take care of Carrie's body," Stefan joined in.

"Okay but–" The younger brother began but all three vampires had sped off.

Silence.

"So, animal attack?" Dean questioned.

"Yeah let's go with that."

The Winchester's turned to head back to the Impala still deterred by the scene that just took place.

"Oh, dude, we seriously need to brush up on our vampire data."

"Yea, no kidding."

A/N: So this chapter felt kind of chaotic towards the end and I'm not too happy with it but tell me what you think.