"Why do you hate them so much?"

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"So what's your deal with Damon?" I circled her chair but then rested back onto my previous chair, "You don't seem like the type of girl to date Damon" I added with a small scoff. She seemed too sweet – too innocent for someone like Damon Salvatore.

She angrily shook her head, "I'm not". I could tell she was angry at me for verbally attacking her, with the way she had her fists on the table. Her glistening eyes were now glaring at the table before her when she replied in a low murmur, "I'm with Stefan"

"So was Katerina" I smirked but this obviously hit a nerve.

She snapped up and curled her lips into a readied snarl when scowling at me, "You know a lot"

"More than you could imagine" I pleasantly grinned, enjoying how I could make her squirm in her seat with my penetrating stare.

After a while, she grew tired of the lengthening silence and asked, "Why do you hate them so much?"

Part of me wanted to tell her everything because I somehow felt like I could but I ignored that and snapped, "Do you want to sit there and tell me that vampires are kind, caring and completely harmless?" my tone held a slight edge which hardened my seething and venomous words.

"Not all of them are terrible" she argued.

I jeered at her naivety, "First time I met Damon, he wanted to drain me" her eyes tightened when I sarcastically added, "Forgive me for not understanding his way of making new friends"

"Of course he's made mistakes!" she continued to defend him, "I'm sure you've made mistakes"

A growl rumbled in my chest with the underlying truth behind her words so I deflected this rage, "Don't compare me to them" I seethed, my fingernails digging into the wooden table. "I've never made mistakes that took away lives" my words rendered her speechless and clueless to my own inner turmoil.

She didn't know that I had just lied to her.

Wanting to avoid this any further, my finger traced the rim of the mug as I murmured, "So where is your dear boyfriend?"

"Stefan…" panic flashed across her dulled eyes when she glanced towards the door. It was a full minute before she finally answered, "H-he's out"

"I've heard stories about him" I kept my inquisitive gaze trained on her, "Ripper now recuperated" I mused then flickered my eyes up to her, "Is it true?"

She blinked, looking somewhat stunned, "What?"

"That he drinks from animals now" I wondered. Of course, I had encountered vampires that were 'vegetarians' but only Cold Ones. These other types of vampires seemed to be more inclined in drinking human blood.

"Sure…" she muttered.

Her whole body language told otherwise – crouched form, diverted eyes and drumming fingers, "You're lying" I spat out venomously. Her innocence was gradually being tainted by her distrust and the strangeness of her loyalty to the creatures of the night.

"He's going through a tough time right now" she continued to defend both Stefan and herself. When I didn't say anything and only stared at her, she hesitantly informed me, "He was compelled to turn off his humanity"

This caught my interest but also piqued my fear and anticipation; "Compelled?" her words lead my thoughts astray. "I'm gonna take a lucky guess and say…Klaus"

Before she could answer, a cold air bit our exposed skin when the door was flung open and Damon was now before me, "How do you know Klaus?" his dark and stormy glare actually trapped me to my seat. His musky cologne invaded my senses, enveloping me in the spicy aroma of his leather and a woodsy scent. A chill trembled down my spine but not out of fear but from…excitement? Anticipation? Pleasure?

I shook this away when shakily attempting my confidence, "Who doesn't know about the Originals?"

"How do you know about the Originals?" Damon asked with an almost sexy smolder in his glazed eyes. I couldn't deny that he was – well…beautiful. His pale complexion contrasted wonderfully on his sleek black tendrils which fell over his piercing blue eyes. Silver specks electrified the intensity of his icy blue orbs which seemed to trap me when a strange hum buzzed in the thick atmosphere.

My dangerous thoughts drove me into becoming defensive as I crossed my arms and leaned back from him, "I've done my research" I gulped.

"So you know how to kill them?" Damon piped up and I caught the hope filling both their eyes.

Part of me wanted to assure her (and Damon) that I wouldn't let them down. Who knew what kind of crap Niklaus had put her and those around her through? Maybe even killed a few people – those faces that had flashed through her mind – he could be the explanation for half – if not all of them.

"You want to kill your own kind?" I was taken aback by this.

He crossed his arms and moved back, peering down at me with perceptive eyes, "Why do you sound so surprised?"

"I just assumed there was some secret family code or something…" he simply narrowed his eyes with a distasteful expression at my words.

"You want to kill vampires" Elena stated.

Whipping my head to her, I dropped the amused smirk and said, "I thought we already established that"

"Well we have some vampires that we need gone" with this, she excitedly hopped off her chair and made her way towards my seat.

Even though I already knew what she was getting to, I still quizzed, "So…?"

"Maybe we can help each other"

A/N: Like the Avengers…using their powers for the greater good but will Bella agree to whatever Elena has planned?

marion-v is the one who helped me in explaining this in the best way I can. Bella is a hunter like the Winchester brothers – from Supernatural. Anyway thank you to her and my other reviewers; lis3011, IsobelFrance, Daddys little crazy bitch, lyssmcgrath, psychovampirefreak, Jojo657, vampirelove41, such-a-cruel-contradiction, Dark-Supernatural-Angel, Fullofpassion09 9 (last chapter's reviewers) Please continue reviewing. Love hearing what you all think…