Twisted Love

Season Four

The Five

DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the Vampire Diaries, I only own Grace :)

1110 A.D

Deep in the middle of a mysterious foggy forest a terrifying witch stood there nursing a cauldron of fire, only her Latin chanting could be heard as five men stood around her shirtless with the tips of their swords touching the ground.

Holding the cauldron above her head the fire was hit dead on by a lightening bolt before she lowered it to the ground and spilled the fire out, as if it was a liquid, it spreads in five different directions towards the tips of the blades and travels up them until they reach the hilt.

These men all hold the same tattoo which travels from the back of their hands towards the very middle of their chest, very extravagant and complicated looking. Suddenly one of the men raises his sword to show a symbol, the same symbol Connor had carved into his stakes many years in the future.

Present day Mystic Falls

Grace's dream

Looking around her bedroom she froze for a minute trying to find her bearings, Damon was nowhere to be found. Pushing up for the bed she could see she was dressed in a risqué black night slip. Listening around for any kind of voice or movement she could hear the water hitting the tiles in the bathroom.

"Damon?" She called out but there was no response, she walked further in and saw the shower was completely empty yet it was still running as she walked over reaching her hand in to twist the handles and turn them off she was suddenly pressed to the cold tiles.

His warm body pressed against hers, his rippling abs against her back making her shudder in want, he leaned down and pressed soft kisses to her throat growling in want. "You smell divine."

"Damon." She breathed out as he clasped his hands around her hips licking down until he reached her shoulder pressing his fangs into the bony area as he kneaded her hips with his finger tips. "Oh."

"I've got a surprise for you." He informed her in a soft voice as he slid his fangs out turning her around to face him as she looked up into his extraordinary sparkling blue eyes. "It's down in the cellar."

"Oh, mysterious. Just like the Damon Salvatore I first remember." Grace purred before pressing her full lips to his with so much passion and need behind it, he pulled back within moments and she rolled her eyes. "Fine. Fine. Let's go see your surprise that you have for me." She tried to act as if she wasn't itching to get down there and see what he had in store for her.

As they arrived in the cellar of the Salvatore boarding house she opened the door to one of the rooms he motioned to and gasped when she looked inside to see a pretty black-haired girl sitting inside. "Surprise." He purred in her ear and she shook.

"W-What is this?" She questioned in a soft voice her chocolate-brown eyes going wide as they girl looked up, April Young sat there crying and sobbing whilst chained to a wall. "Damon, what the hell is going on?!"

"Well, you never got to taste her the first time you tried, Caroline rudely interrupted you and look how that turned out, you went on a mini rampage and killed two people. I think I should give you whatever you want." He kissed lovingly down her neck, moving her long chocolate-brown hair from his way. "You are a monster after all."

"What?"

"There is no use avoiding it, sweetie. You kill people." He reminded her in an icy tone as April looked at them a little confused, sobbing more as she got more scared from the wait. "You are a cold-blooded monster..."

"No, no I'm not." Grace whimpered as she struggled away from him, he had such a confused look on his face. "Damon, please. I'm not this person. I'm... I'm not that person."

"Gracie, yes, you are." He told her in a firm yet calm voice. "And the more you fight it, the more you are hiding from your true self. The monster inside of you is just fighting to get out, sweetie. Let her out... Go be a monster, like Klaus."

Gasping loudly as Grace sat up vertically in the soft warm bed feeling so safe back in reality away from all of her nightmares, licking her lips she ran her fingers through her chocolate-brown hair pulling her knees up into her chest.

Had dream Damon been right, was she a monster, was she turning into a monster or had she been one all along and just pushed it deep down so she could deal with more pressing matters that had obviously been bothering her the time.

She then began to think further into the matter, was Klaus right? She had remembered seeing him and him telling her that no one was incapable of being saved and in her heart she truly believed that. Stefan had been saved from his Ripper self, Rebekah wasn't as big of a bitch as she had been in the past, Klaus had his moments when he seemed almost ok and even Damon, he was a different man than the first time she had ever met him all those years ago.

When the door across the room open she jolted and looked up to see Damon walking into the room with a soft smile on his face as he wandered over to the bed. "I didn't want to wake you this morning, you looked so peaceful."

"Thanks. I really needed that." She muttered as she crossed her legs looking at him as he stared down at his hands for a long moment. "Is everything ok?"

"Everything is fine. I've arranged something for today." Damon announced and she suddenly looked up at him a little surprised. "Bonnie is going to see some Professor at Whitmore college, so we're going with her and Elena." Grace looked a little shocked and almost hurt by the news. "What's wrong?"

"You do realise that I've been killing people?" Her voice was hushed and broken as she looked at him. "If... If you're going to teach me how to control that shouldn't it be in a place that's a little more... private? Like here?"

"We can't be in Mystic Falls at the moment." Damon replied, he wasn't about to tell her that the vampire hunter was still in town but he wasn't going to lie to her either. "We need to get out-of-town for a little while."

"Is this about Klaus? He won't come around he's too busy with his Hybrids." Grace made it clear and Damon's face turned stoney as he stood up. "Well, that's the reason you don't want to be in town, right?"

"Put it this way, some things are much more important than Klaus Mikealson." Damon made himself very clear and Grace felt a surge of guilt run through her as she looked up at him, glancing up she opened her mouth to apologise but he shook his head. "I'm putting you first, before anything else because I love you. Accept my help." Slowly she nodded her head licking her lips as she looked up at him through her tired eyes. "Good. I'll be downstairs if you need anything." He leaned down and pressed a sweet kiss to her forehead lovingly.

Without another word Damon walked from the room and shut the door behind him, Grace counted in her head ten seconds before she reached under the bed and grabbed a paper bag opening it and looking inside gingerly putting her hand in and pulling out an old looking notebook gulping as she pried the pages open and seeing a laundry list of names on the page, ones that she knew all too well.

Memorialising her dead; like Stefan had done when he would write the name of his dead on the wall in his apartment in Chicago. This was the same concept but Grace didn't want to be so public about it, she wanted to secretly mourn their deaths each morning when she woke up and every night before she went back to sleep, in her mind they would never be forgotten even if in the world around her they would.

Sighing heavily she closed the pages shut against placing it back in the back and then back into its hidden spot under the bed where no one would be able to find it unless she told them. She didn't want anyone to know how many people she had killed, that was her business only. Ever since she had killed that boy with Klaus in the motel room she kept a log book of every name making sure never to leave a name out.

The list was vastly growing which seemed to be with little to no effort on her part. It made her stomach churn how easily the killing of those humans came to her and how easily her personality could change in that time. It was time for her to get this 'Ripper' thing under control once and for all, with the help of her loving boyfriend.

Stefan watched his older brother carry beaten cardboard boxes into the library of the Salvatore boarding house. "So what is all this?" He finally asked walking over to him to looking inside the boxes too.

"Some personal items that I snaked from the vampire hunter's RV." Damon answered as he rummaged through some boxes trying to find the answers he was looking for, that Connor guy was a mysterious son-of-a-gun. "May he rest in peace. I'm searching for a supernatural handbook."

Stefan gave him a skeptical look from where he studied a stake with the hunters symbol on it. "And you know for a fact that he was supernatural?"

"Definitely wasn't natural." Damon countered in a sure voice, there was definitely something about this guy, Klaus seemed to know about it but he wanted to spend as little time with that dick of a hybrid as he could. "The guy magically appeared just as someone blows up the entire Founders Council. He's covered in a tattoo that only Jeremy Gilbert – of all people in the world – seems to be able to see. Klaus mentioned something about him being one of The Five. Then he kamikazes himself with explosives. Sound natural to you?"

"What's The Five?"

"That's what I'm hoping is in the first chapter of the handbook." He answered sarcastically as his phone began to ring in his pocket, fishing it out holding it to his ear. "Liz Forbes, my favourite Sheriff." He smirked before it suddenly faded and a more worried look crossed his amazing features. "What? That's... concerning. Keep my posted." He hung up shoving his phone away.

"What? You're not gonna tell me?" Stefan questioned as his brother completely ignored him and continued to search through a journal finding nothing in the process.

"Can't tell you. Private. We're in a fight." Damon reminded him about what Grace and himself had told Elena to do, trying to make her feed human blood from a bag instead of following his animal blood diet, and then Grace struggling and Damon not listening to his younger brother in the first place and dealing with it.

"Damon, we had a disagreement over Grace. Sure, I was right, but I'm over it now." Stefan made himself very clear. "The most important thing is to make sure she gets stronger." He added in a firm voice giving him a pointed look. "I'm over it, you should be over it."

"I'm not mad either, you're right, I should just focus on getting her better at feeding before it gets too late." Damon confirmed nodding his head as Stefan just continued looking at him for information on what Sheriff Forbes had said. "They didn't find any remains at the explosion site."

"So Connor's still out there?" Stefan asked feeling a suddenly pit of fear in his stomach, he hated this vampire and hunter and wanted him dead more than anything, but he couldn't help but feel anticipation for what Klaus had meant by 'The Five'.

"Apparently so. I'm gonna need you to get on this today." Damon trusted his brother who shot him a confused look, he figured this would be top propriety to his older brother, murdering vampire hunters. "I have to take Grace to college."

"I'm sorry, you have to do what, exactly?"

"I'm teaching her how to control her temptations, Stefan. She needs to learn snatch, eat, erase, not drain of blood completely now more than ever, like we said it will only get worse, right? And I'll do you a favour, I'll teach Elena too." He added as Stefan was about to say something but he stopped him in his tracks. "Ah, ah, we're not in a fight, remember?"

"Damon." Stefan called in a completely calm voice and the older brother turned slowly expecting a heavy punch in the face instead there was a moment of silence. "You're right, we're not in the fight but if Grace is becoming a Ripper or on the verge of becoming a Ripper I'd start looking for somewhere that she would put the names of her victims to memorialise them."

"You mean like you did back in Chicago with your little wall of names..." Damon scoffed a little as he looked over at his brother. "Don't you think I would notice something like that around our bedroom? That's stupid, Stefan. She is not becoming a Ripper, she is fine just having a little trouble finding her feet is all."

"There are many different places you can put a load of names, brother." Stefan replied sharply as he wandered past him about to head out the door and meet up with Elena for their morning training session that had been promised.

"I'll leave that up to you to find too then, Stefan. Considering you're the expert in all of this Ripper business." Damon quipped bluntly making Stefan grind his teeth as he walked out the door slamming it shut behind him with a loud bang that echoed the entire house, he would prove his brother wrong.

Not too long later that day Stefan and Elena met up in the deep forest to have a little training session trying to hone her vampire skills until they were close to perfect, he was really pushing her maybe it was because he was a little mad at Damon for trying to train his baby vampire when he had done so poorly with his own.

"I know its crazy." Elena announced as she looked over at Stefan with an apologetic look on her face breathing heavily trying to catch her breath. "But I don't want it to get too late for me to be able to control this urge. I've seen it happen to both you and Grace now, and you are two of the most strong vampires I know."

"Elena, it isn't the same, what happened to me and what is happening to Grace is because we neglected what we felt inside of us, I ignored human blood for as long as I could and when I was around it the temptation was too strong and Grace hid away what was really going on and the temptation grew stronger and stronger." Suddenly an arrow came from no where but Elena dodged it at the last second and strikes through a tree instead. "A little slow. I almost got you." He muttered holding the crossbow responsible for the arrow.

"That's why we're not using the wood ones for hunter defence class." Elena answered as she pulled the arrow from the tree and launches it back at him making him catch it, she just smiles sweetly back at him.

"What about Caroline? She's a genius at self-control, don't you think Damon needs to give Grace a few one-to-one classes at the moment?" Stefan argued as he looked over to see the guilty look on her face.

"She's too good." Elena argued before a thoughtful look came over her face. "I don't want to intrude on Grace's or Damon's life, but I feel like I've been absent for most of Grace's struggle at the moment and... and I feel guilt." She explained in a meek voice before he rushed towards her holding her hostage in his arms placing the tip of the arrow to her heart.

"You have nothing to feel guilty for, Grace is a big girl and I'm sure Damon can handle it on his own-" Before he could finish his sentence she flipped him so he landed on the ground his back to the floor, manoeuvring to straddle his waist seductively.

"I need to do this, Stefan. I may not have any... feeding tips for her but I need to be there for moral support for Grace, I mean, I think that she thinks she can't come to me for anything anymore, but I'm just like her now, I'm a vampire, I get it."

"You don't get that, Elena. That's different. It's not a great place for her to be and for her to try to explain to you at the moment..." Stefan tried to explain, he didn't want to go into the depths of the darkness Grace might fall in but it was a very real possibility that she could lose herself among all of this and if that was the case then Elena wouldn't want to see her twin like that.

"What? Is it some secret Ripper club that I'm not a part of?" She asked in a venomous voice before realising how harsh her words had been, covering her mouth with her hand she looked down at her boyfriend apologetically. "I'm so sorry, Stefan. I didn't mean it. I was just-"

"I knew what you meant and I'm not hurt." Stefan told her taking her small hands within his own lovingly. "All I meant was Elena, your emotions are running so high as it is, if for a slight second you get dragged into... that, then I'm not sure what I will do." He sat up, still holding her on his lap and hugged her close to him.

"Everything is going to be fine, Stefan. I'm going to be fine and Grace is most definitely going to be fine. I've never seen her break a sweat over anything before, I mean..." She began to laugh hysterically. "The morning after Klaus almost killed her she told me it would take more than a crazy Original hybrid to take her down, and I believe her. She's stronger than you think."

Stefan placed small kisses on her throat, burying his face into the crook of her neck nipping at the skin with his blunt teeth. "I hope you're right."

"I am. I always am."

Grace climbed out of the shower shaking her wet tresses so they hung loosely over her shoulder covering both of her breasts reaching over she grabbed a towel but felt that it wasn't there anymore from the counter but heard an inward groan behind her and she turned abruptly to see Damon standing there with a cocky smirk look on his face, towel in hand.

She couldn't help the wide grin that spread across her face as his eyes scanned down over her naked body in front of him, she threw him a suggestive look and he strode towards her holding out the towel for her to take, as she reached out to grab it he grabbed her wrist and tugged her towards him pressing his lips down against hers expertly.

Letting out a sharp gasp as he lifted her up so she clung to him her legs around his waist and arms around his neck whilst he devoured her pouted mouth with his own, passionate sloppy kisses adding tongue when he wanted to, leading her back to the bedroom he threw her on the bed smirking down at her.

He took a moment to really have a good look at her glorious body laying on the bed in front of him, all for him to take him, only for him to see and enjoy she looked up at him with her wide chocolate-brown doe eyes and he knelt on the bed taking her forearm and pulling her up so she was only inches from his body.

"How did I get so lucky?" He muttered running his fingers through her damp locks looking deep into her eyes as a heavy blush crawled over her cheeks she tried to avoid eye contact but she didn't want to, his eyes were too beautiful.

"I was just thinking the same thing." She purred as she trailed her finger tips over his collar-bone leaving a warm trail in their wake, he let out a breathy sigh as he placed a single finger under her chin and lifted her head so she was looking into his sea blue eyes with such kindness and love behind them. "How do you put up with me?" She whispered as she leaned her head down and pressed butterfly kisses to the base of his throat.

"I was just thinking the same thing." He taunted out the reply as his hands found their place supporting her back as she worked on his neck, they had been together quite a while now and she knew exactly how to please him, even he was impressed by her quick learning. "We'll be leaving soon, do you want something to drink before we leave?" He questioned groaning as she suckled on his ear lobe.

When Grace heard him speaking she tried to shut out he noise and concentrate on continuing her little routine but the words suck in his head, licking her lips as she pulled back softly she shook her head from side to side. "No. I, uh, I think I'm ok..." She informed him as she pushed off of his lap and grabbed her panties and bra slipping them over her taut body effortlessly.

She had tried to keep away from blood as much as she could, it had been a real pain but her resisting made her feel a lot better than pining for the stuff. This confused Damon, one had she had been almost a complete blood-junkie and now she was refusing to drink the stuff, he watched her walk around the room getting ready for the day.

"Gracie, you can't just avoid the stuff, you know?" His voice was so soft it made her shudder as she yanked up her black denim short shorts, she didn't bother to look at him just continued to dress herself. "Why do you think we're crashing Bonnie's college road trip? Because I want to see you be able to take the stuff down and now completely drain someone. It's something I never taught you and apparently something Klaus never taught you either."

"That's because it isn't your job, it isn't either of your jobs." Her voice cracked as she refused to face him, he pushed up from the bed standing there letting her calm down for a moment, he hated seeing her cry it broke his heart, that's why all he wanted in life was for her to be happy. "It's me. I'm the problem. I'm the one that's screwed up and keeps killing people." She whimpered as she rolled her chocolate-brown eyes. "I'm a vampire and I can't control myself. I've truly lived up to my monster name."

"You're not a monster." Damon whispered as he walked across the room, this was a lot different to the way he had acted towards her in her dream. "You could never be a monster, that's impossible."

"Tell that to the side of me that has killed people." She whispered harshly drying her eyes with the back of her hand so fed up with crying over everything but it seemed to be the only way she should have to react to all of this. "What if it all gets too much and I... I turn it off?"

"Then you turn it off. And I'll follow you there. I will save you from whatever happens even if you run, I'll be there with you to save you from yourself." Damon promised in a sure voice she turned to him slowly, he glanced down at her. "I made you what you are... even if it was by accident. So, I'm going to be the one to save you."

It felt like a weight had been lifted as he crossed the room and took both of her cheeks crashing his lips down against hers passionately. "Thank you."

"You don't need to be thanking me. You're mine and I'm keeping you safe. This is the Grace I love and I won't see that get ruined because you're having a hard time." He smiled down at her capturing her lips into another passionate kiss. "Now hurry and get ready before I ruin those clothes by tearing them off." He spanked her butt jokingly she giggled through her final tears as she grabbed a shirt from the closest.

Matt was busy working in the Grill when he looked over the bar countertop to see Rebekah standing there placing a set of car keys on the side for him to pick up. "What's that?" He questioned a stern look on his face.

"The key to your new truck." The blonde answered nodding her head. "It's parked outside, payed for, insured, everything but a big red bow." She joked with a meek smile on her lips.

"If that's your idea of an apology, you should probably give it to Elena. She's the one you killed." Matt sneered in a harsh voice as he walked across the room to continue his job of cleaning tables.

Rebekah stood there for a long moment trying to get her head around what happened, she had never been so drawn to someone who didn't want her back, maybe this was what Klaus felt about Grace, she was just getting it.

"You're trying to hard." A heavy British voice came from beside her, she looked around quickly to see Klaus sitting there with a glass of deep red wine placed in front of him.

"Last I heard you were leaving town, forever."

"Well, I was." He nodded his head as he walked towards her. "But then I thought you myself how can I when my sister, clearly so desperate for love and affection, is left here bribing the help." He teased and she snarled at him.

"I'm sure that's better than beating him in liking me." Rebekah countered and Klaus narrowed his eyes at her, he was really never going to live that down. "What do you want, Nik? I thought I was dead to you."

"Things change, Rebekah." Klaus replied to his little sister. "I've stumbled upon something I think might be of interest to you."

"Doubt that."

"No? Well, what if I told you the brotherhood of The Five still existed." His voice was filled with a knowing tone and she looked up at him suddenly surprised to hear about them again, it had been such a long time.

"What?"

"You see, and like that bygones. C'mon, sis, work to do." He made himself clear as he stood up brushing himself off looking over at his sister who still had a sneer on her face as she crossed her arms over her chest stubbornly.

"We don't have anything to do. There is no we. I don't care about The Five and I don't care about you." She made herself very clear making sure not to raise her voice to high in the fairly packed Grill.

"As you wish." He remarked as he gave her a swift nod and then left her standing there alone, always alone.

Damon climbed out of the driver's side of the car giving Grace an assuring smile as she looked around hopeful, she could feel a pit of anticipation in her stomach but chose to ignore it, she turned back to her witch friend with an appreciative look on her face.

"Are you sure that you're ok with this?" Elena questioned as she walked over to her two friends with an unsure look on her face, she was only speaking to her witch friend but really she was speaking to both, not wanting to intrude on Grace's 'Ripper' stabilisation class.

Grace creased her eye brows seeing the worried look in Elena's eyes, but before she could question it Bonnie spoke up. "If I could spell you out of wanting blood, I would, but I can't, so better you learn this now than at Freshmen orientation." She added looking between them.

"Something tells me that college isn't in my future anymore." Grace muttered as she stuffed her hands into her pockets looking around at the large college, she couldn't imagine being away from Damon for that long.

"Oh, stop with the pity party." Damon joked as he caught her around her waist pulling her close to him as they walked towards the building where Bonnie wanted to be. "If I can go to college, you can go to college."

"You went to college?" Bonnie questioned from behind the couple and Grace looked up at him a little confused, he had never told her about his college life before, but then again she wasn't sure she wanted to hear about it.

"Sure, plenty of times." Damon chuckled as he squeezed Grace's hip looking down at her winking assuring. "I always had a thing for sorority girls." He smirked and Grace slapped him playfully on the chest.

Grace narrowed her eyes up at him before stating. "You're disgusting." But a wide grin spread across her face as he grinned back down at her.

"I know."

They could hear the lecture was already in session as they approached the room which said Prof. Shane on the door. "When I say the word 'witch', what pops into your head?" The Professor questioned as Damon opened the door and let the women walk in first. "Halloween costume? Villain of a fairy tale? Maybe an ex girlfriend? Well, whatever mage it is it's probably not..." He pressed a button in his hand changing the slide of the screen. "Tanyell Soso of Montego, Cameroon." He added.

They all took seats towards the back of the lecture hall, Damon got in last sitting next to Grace as she sat next to Elena and then Bonnie was next to her, the oldest vampire took his baby vampires hand lovingly intertwining their fingers.

"Is that him?" Elena questioned looking over Bonnie who was in awe of him, he was very handsome in a subtle soft kind of way.

"Yeah."

Grace tilted her head to the side and took a good look at him in the dim light room of the lecture hall which was only being lit by an old projector. "He's kind of..."

"Hot." Bonnie finished and the three girls giggled and smiled silently, Damon glanced down at Grace feeling a squirm of jealousy in the pit of his stomach as he squeezed her hand, she looked up at him giving him a loving smile.

"Now, in reality, or in this reality at least, witches appear to cross every culture in history." Professor Shane announced. "They're the architects of the supernatural; responsible for everything that goes bump in the night from ghosts to vampires to doppelgänger." Grace and Elena glanced warily at each other.

"What is this guy, witch-apedia?" He joked and Grace covered her mouth to avoid laughing loudly in the silent lecture room, Bonnie glanced over at them with a snide look on her face, she was trying to listen to this lecture unlike both of them.

"Shut up."

"Now, if you're a skeptic, you'd call that a coincidence. But, if you're a true believe, you know that there's really no such thing. It scares the crap out of us." He explained and the entire class chuckled under their breaths.

"What about if I never learn to control this, Damon." Grace looked up at her boyfriend with a lost look on her face, Damon frowned squeezing her hand, he wasn't sure what they would do but he would find a way.

"We will find a way past this." He promised as he leaned into her pulling her really close to him almost feeling how nervous she truly was, Elena sideways glanced at both of them a compassionate look on her face as she saw the stress on her sisters. "If Stefan can fight the urge everyday and come back from being a Ripper over two times, then you can."

"So, how am I going to learn how to stop?"

"Pick someone and we'll get started." Damon told her in a calm voice looking around the room with her until her eyes stopped on a dark-haired boy at the front of the class, wide glassy eyes, Damon knew that look all too well. "Stoner guys are no good to grab. They're too paranoid and you don't want the extra buzz."

They continued to look around until they saw a small girl sitting in her seat eagerly taking notes into a large full scrap-book, her dirty blonde hair pulled back into a neat bun. "Now, she is fun size, a tutor. Geeky girls are inherently suspicious of anyone who is nice to them." Damon explained right in her ear making her shudder as he spoke in such a dangerously low tone. "What you want." He placed his arm around her shoulder and looked up at a curly-haired bottle blonde admiring herself in a hand mirror. "Is the little blonde, pretty girl. Self absorbed, easily flattered, you just have to separate her from the pack and make your move."

"Am I interrupting you guys?" A voice came from the front of the class and both Grace and Damon went silent. "Or is it maybe the other way around?"

Grace looked up apologetically before muttering. "Sorry."

"I was just saying how much I love witches." Damon informed him and Professor Shane looked between them a playful smile on his lips as he walked around his desk.

"Yeah, you and me both, brother." Shane smirked as he nodded his head. "Alright, listen, we should probably talk about the readings that none of you did."

Klaus was walking aimlessly around his mansion bored out of his mind when he suddenly walked into one of his unfurnished guest rooms to see that Connor was still chained to a piece of wood standing next to him feeling another presence in the room.

"Looks like I'll have to beef up the hybrid security detail." Klaus muttered as he watched Stefan walk out from the shadows into plain view just across the room from him.

"I was gonna take him, but I figured you went through such trouble to truss him up in your red room of pain." Stefan remarked sarcastically looking around the room which looked like a torture room.

Klaus couldn't help but chuckle at Stefan's words. "It's from the Inquisition. I thought it was a nice touch." He admitted as he crossed his arms over his chest.

"What'd you get out of him?"

"Not enough." Klaus replied looking at the hunter who was still tied up unable to move or try to kill anyone. "He's mum about the Council fire and he's not saying anything about this greater evil we're all supposed to be shivering over." He informed him easily before creasing his eye brows. "What brings you snooping?"

"Well, I can't say it in front of him. As I'm sure you've figure out, our friend here can't be compelled." Stefan's voice was full of assurance, obviously he had tried to compel the man into telling him everything before hand.

Klaus rose his eye brows and looked towards the hunter. "You're of mysteries, aren't you?"

"I told you. I don't know anything." Connor coughed weakly, he was dehydrated and hungry too, he wasn't even sure how long Klaus had kept him in there, he had lost track of time.

"Thankfully, I know plenty." Klaus remarked with a sick smile as he walked towards the door opening it and gesturing Stefan to come with him. "Shall we?" He questioned and after a long stare down between Connor and Stefan he followed Klaus out shutting the door behind him leaving Connor prisoner. "So, what's with the home invasion?"

"Damon said you knew something about this guy. Now, I should have figured out that you were up to something when you healed Elena from the werewolf poison without asking for anything in return."

"Ah, yes Damon has taken Grace out-of-town." Klaus nodded and Stefan looked up at him curious to how he knew that. "I was feeling benevolent when helping Elena."

"You're never benevolent." Stefan sneered in return as he continued to walk with Klaus. "Who is this guy? What's the Five?"

Klaus rolled his eyes as he looked over at his young friend. "So many questions."

"It's a good thing I have nothing to do today, except get answers out of you." Stefan retorted as he took a seat on one of the couches looking up at the Original.

"Fine." Klaus nodded his head as he walked towards the heavy wooden doors of the room, moving to close them to keep their conversation private. "You might actually be useful in persuading my sister to coöperate." He pushed them firmly shut. "The brotherhood of the Five was a group of highly skilled vampire hunters. We crossed paths with them in 12th century, Italy."eyes as he looked over at his young friend. "So many questions."

"It's a good thing I have nothing to do today, except get answers out of you." Stefan retorted as he took a seat on one of the couches looking up at the Original.

"Fine." Klaus nodded his head as he walked towards the heavy wooden doors of the room, moving to close them to keep their conversation private. "You might actually be useful in persuading my sister to coöperate." He pushed them firmly shut. "The brotherhood of the Five was a group of highly skilled vampire hunters. We crossed paths with them in 12th century, Italy."

Italy, 1114

Klaus and Elijah were walking aimlessly around the small town square when the suddenly heard a booming voice coming from a makeshift stage, several people tied to wooden poles with stakes through their chests and a tall brunette speaking to a crowd of people. "These demons live among you. Passing as humans." He announced loudly before walking over to a large crate. "So, witness with your own eyes." Breaking the lock on the box the door falls open and a bewildered man wandered out wondering what was going on, only to be burned by the sun, set ablaze by a burning heat burning to death.

"He's putting on quite the show." Elijah muttered to Niklaus who stood there unfazed by it all, watching the brunette man step down from the stage.

"He is nothing." Klaus answered in a sure voice as he looked up at the stage to see the vampire had finally died. "I could eat him for sport."

"Still you should heed the warning." Elijah replied surely looking over at his half-brother with a worried look in his fantastic caramel eyes. "Between you here and Kol in the east, you have not been discreet. Stories of the Original vampires are spreading."

"I welcome such infamy." Klaus chuckled in response as he saw the brunette walking towards a blonde woman that he knew very well, a grimace crossing his perfect features. "But if you're worried about discretion, perhaps you should wrangle out sister." He answered as he saw Rebekah link arms with the vampire hunter lovingly.

Present Day Mystic Falls

"So these hunters have been around for nine hundred years?" Stefan questioned looking over at the Original as he finished his story and Klaus nodded.

Klaus couldn't help but smirk. "Apparently. Though our friend in the other room is the first I've seen since then. Kind of makes you wonder what they've been up to all these years." He wondered aloud making Stefan begin to wonder too.

"And Rebekah had a thing with one of them?"

"Oh, she didn't just have a thing. She fell in love with him." It almost sounded like a joke coming from the Original's mouth, but Stefan of all people knew how seriously the Originals took such matters, with himself and Rebekah once being a 'thing' and Klaus and Grace sharing their moments. "He told her all his secrets. Which I will gladly share with you provided you do one thing for me."

"And what's that?"

"Get Rebekah over here." Klaus replied sharply, he had no luck with getting his sister to comply to his needs anymore after their large blow out over blood. "She's being stubborn and hateful. I need to make peace with her." He stood up from his seat opposite Stefan. "I want her to give me some very important information about the hunter which she won't do, unless she believes we've made up."

"And what's in it for me?"

"Just get her here and I'll tell you." Klaus answered rolling his amazing coloured orbs. "Oh, and Stefan, trust me when I say this; that hunter in there holds the answer to all your prayers."

April was sitting on her own in the Grill scribbling in one of her text books doing some homework, chewing mindlessly on the end of her pencil as she mauled over a question, Matt noticed her across the room and walked over. "Hey, April. Can I get you some water?" He asked kindly.

"I'm good. I'm not just sitting here, alone, like the loser, new girl." She joked carelessly with a bright smile gracing her features. "I'm with my friend, she just-"

A bouncy blonde appeared at the table almost startling Matt, but he narrowed his eyes as soon as he realised it was Rebekah Mikaelson hanging out with sweet innocent April. "Sorry, family drama."

"You two are friends?" Matt questioned raising his eye brows, he hated the thought of Rebekah corrupting April because that was all the Original was good at was making bad things happen to good people.

Rebekah scoffed a little giving the girl in front of her a gleeful look. "Is it so hard to believe I would have one?"

"Yeah, it is. And I'm keeping the truck." Matt remarked spitefully as he walked back to the bar to get back to work leaving them both alone, watching as his muscular body walked away, admiring his form, they both sighed.

"Hey, off limits!" Rebekah made her possession of Matt very clear, she was obviously more like her older half-brother than what she let on, with her possession and obsession over another person just like Klaus was with Grace. "I have dibs." Suddenly Stefan came and joined both girls at the table flashing them both a dashing smile.

He turned to April who had an almost starstruck look on her face that he was even sat there next to her. "You won't remember any of this." He compelled her and she nodded her head, he looked across the table at Rebekah. "Klaus wants me to fake peace with you, so you'll talk about the Five." He informed her bluntly.

"Yeah, I bet, but don't help him, he'll just betray you." Rebekah told Stefan in a firm voice she was giving him a warning that she knew he had to take. "I mean, you saw what he did to Grace that one time, he always betrays people's trust. It's what he does best."

"Alright, well, forget him." Stefan nodded his head looking at the table for a moment before looking back at her with pleading forest green orbs. "Help me instead."

"Why? You hate me more than he does." Rebekah scoffed as she glanced down at her manicured nails for a long moment before her blue eyes flashed back up to look at the young vampire in front of her.

"Because I want to figure out what he's up to and plus I can give you the one thing he won't."

Rebekah cocked an eye brow looking at the young vampire questionably before asking. "And what's that?"

"A clean slate." Stefan answered and she was suddenly interested. "I'm not saying that I'm willing to forgive you for what you did to Elena, but I'm willing to set it aside and start over." He added and she gnawed on her juicy bottom lip for a moment.

"Why would you do that?"

"Because, you're obviously not leaving town anytime soon and I'm just looking for a way we can all get along. Plus, you can't be too happy wandering around school with no friends." He teased jokingly but her eyes narrowed.

"Well, what if I don't care what you or anyone else thinks?" Rebekah hissed, she could make friends of her own, she didn't need the help of the younger Salvatore brother to do that.

"Well, I'm pretty sure that you care what Matt, over there, thinks. So, maybe I can talk to him about a clean slate, too." Stefan tempted and she looked up at him trying to hide her eagerness behind a mask of calmness.

Damon left Elena talking with Bonnie just after she had finished her first snatch eat erase trick and it went off a hit, she was great at it as he went off to search for Grace, he found her sitting on a wooden bench just looking out into the grassy field before her, emotionless and tranquil.

"Gracie, it's your turn, sweetie." Damon smiled down at her and she seemed shocked by his sudden appearance, he creased his eye brows as he questioned. "Is everything ok?" She stood up dusting her shorts down.

"Everything is fine." She replied in a sure voice looking up at him with wide anticipating eyes, he smiled down at her and they scanned across the open quad in front of them, it was basically empty and was a good place to act as there was little places anyone could be watching from.

"I take it you've already chose your prey?" Damon smirked and she looked up at him giving him a teasing look, he nodding slowly and looked over to see the blonde was sitting on her own. "Well, then, darling, have at it." He smirked down at her not noticing that her personality had shifted slightly into this darker state.

"Hold on." Grace stopped for her moment, turning back to him her wide eyes were now doe like and timid as she looked up at him. "What if... What if I can't stop and you see that side of me... The Ripper side." Her voice was low as she spoke, almost not wanting to say it, her regular timid Grace had come back out over taking her Ripper-side.

"Well, how am I going to be able to help you if I don't see the worst sides of you, honey?" He questioned in a soft voice as he placed his hands on her shoulders looking down into her concerned eyes. "Gracie, I've been alive over 100 years now, sweetheart. Nothing you could ever do would put me off. I love you. I want to see every side of you, I thought I knew you inside and out but there's a part of you I haven't discovered, I haven't seen and... I'm curious."

"How can you be curious of this violent murderous part of me?"

"Because I'm violent and murderous, too. You're exactly like me, Gracie. I love that about you, I love every part of you." He leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to her forehead. "Now where's that confident side of you gone?" He smirked a little and she smiled and she nodded her head.

She didn't want to leave his embrace it felt so warm and safe in his arms, like home, Damon would always be her home through everything they went too, this was where she felt safe and able to be herself.

It too a great force to be able to pull away from him and begin to stalk over to her prey, the pretty blonde sitting her eyes scanning over a text-book carelessly as she sipped at her coffee whilst munching on a light salad.

"Hey." Grace's voice was small as she approached the blonde who glanced up from her leafy meal surprised as she had not heard the girl come towards her. "You're in my Anthro class, right?" She smiled as she took a seat opposite her and the blonde took a moment to think about it. "I came in late with some others."

"Oh, yeah!" The girl laughed like it was the funniest thing she had ever heard, Grace creased her eye brows waiting for the girl to recover from her moment. "I remember you... You were with that ridiculously hot guy, right?" She questioned and Grace's face went stony as she began to talk about Damon. "He had those piercing, troubled, icy blue eyes and thick raven black hair you just want to tangle your fingers... Mmm, how could I forget, honey."

Grace felt a pinch of jealousy inside of her biting her tongue trying to remain normal and not animalistic, she knew how she wanted to handle this ripping her throat out so she could never say another word about Damon again but knew she had to stay calm. "Oh..." She couldn't help the sinister laugh that crawled through her throat, she could feel herself changing, Ripper-Grace was coming out. "You think he's hot... Yeah, I do too."

"Oh, wait, I'm sorry. Are you two together, you know, dating?" The blonde questioned in an embarrassed yet soft voice trying to keep their conversation between the two of them. "It's just, you know, I figured he looked a bit too mature to be with you." She closed her eyes for a second. "I'm sorry. That was rude."

"Oh, don't worry about it, sweetheart." Grace purred as she felt her eyes turn their deadly black colour which only felt normal to her now. "You've just made this so much more satisfying." Before the blonde could get another word out Grace pounced over the table and pinned the girl to the floor savagely biting into her neck.

"Grace!" Damon voice came from behind her but she didn't stop until she felt a large hand grab her upper arm yanking her away, she struggled against Damon but he gave no let as he held her close to his chest. "Snatch, eat, erase. What the hell is this!?"

Shrugging her shoulders carelessly she answered. "I guess I skipped a step."

Damon wouldn't believe the words he was hearing coming from Grace's mouth, to him she had always been sweet innocent Grace Gilbert who would hurt someone unless it was necessary. She was beginning to sound like him, or worse Klaus. It was a couple of seconds before he acted grabbing tearing into his own wrist feeding the almost dead girl.

As soon as the girl healed she looked around a little confused before her eyes fell on Grace, she was about to scream but caught off guard by Damon's compelling icy blue orbs. "You will forget everything that happened today, you didn't see us, this never happened. Leave." With that the blonde gathered her things together and left without another word smiling as she did so.

"I really don't see the problem. She'll never remember this." Grace was sitting on the wooden table top inspecting her slightly bloody nails with a careless look on her face. "But she did have it coming if you ask me."

"Well, I didn't ask you." Damon growled and she looked up as she heard his tone, he was really angry with her, this had never happened before."That wasn't feeding, Grace. That was tormenting and playing with your prey. That was... evil. That was Ripper."

The words hit Grace like a brick wall and she looked at him suddenly as he faced away from her, brushing down her clothes quickly she walked over to him trying to take his hand but he moved away from her. "I'm... I'm sorry. Damon, I'm sorry. It won't happen again, I promise. She provoked me."

"Provoked!? A 5'5" blonde bimbo provoked you into almost tearing her throat out. No, the Grace I know wouldn't do that." Damon hissed as he turned to look at her she was looking more remorseful now that he was acting like this. "I don't know who that was I just saw but I don't want to see her again. What did that girl even say to you to make you do that to her?"

Putting her head down Grace muttered. "She was talking about you, talking about all the things I love about you." She looked up into his surprised orbs. "I didn't like it. If that is how every girl feels when they look at you I wouldn't hesitate doing it again." Grace made herself very clear and Damon looked down at her surprised, she was finally feeling the jealousy he felt when she was around Klaus. "You don't understand-"

"I don't understand? You're joking, right?" Damon smirked as he took a seat at the table and she glanced over at him a little confused about where he was going about it. "You say I don't understand the jealousy you felt? The possession you felt over me? Do you know what I had to go through with Klaus this past year? When he would hit on you, touch you, kiss you?" He questioned and she went completely silent her face a blank canvas. "You hated having that girl just talk about me, right?" She nodded her head. "Imagine what you just felt multiplied by 1000. I understand what it's like but I don't go out trying to kill Klaus, or any other guy that checks you out."

"Damon, I'm so sorry." She whimpered as she looked up at him a little unsure of what to say to him, she had always known about the jealousy side of the relationship but never had she tried to kill someone because of it before. "I didn't realise how hard it was for you..."

"You're letting your emotions get the best of you and it overcomes you and you make rash, stupid decisions because of it and then you become this... person that I don't like." Damon shook his head hearing voice approach it was Bonnie and Elena.

"I told you." Grace whispered and Damon looked up at her surprised by her choice of words she blinked and a tear rolled down her face. "I told you and you said you were 'curious' to see that part of me, well why do you think I've kept it hidden for so long?" She paused for a long moment before shaking her head. "I'm sorry you had to see that. I didn't want you to but you have."

"Hey." Elena and Bonnie reached the both almost feeling the tension filling the air, the vampire held out a flyer to them both and Damon snatched it from her hands scanning his eyes over it. "We were thinking it might be fun."

"This could be the answer to all our problems." Damon muttered as he glanced over at Grace who looked up tears thick in her eyes hiding them from the girls. "It's a frat party, I can keep an eye on you, a close eye. I'm not giving up yet." He promised as he pulled her close to him kissing the top of her head. "So, what should we go as? Victims or killers?"

Stefan glanced down at the watch laying on his wrist, he had an hour whilst Rebekah would be getting herself ready where he could go search for anywhere Grace would memorialize her dead, he needed to prove to Damon how far she would have gone in the past, so that he could see the gravity of the situation he was dealing with.

Walking into the master bedroom, which belonged to Damon and Grace he began to search around. Trying to find hidden spots in the room where she might have been able to slip off and write but he found nothing sighing heavily he took a seat on the bed thinking for a long moment tapping his foot on the floor.

As he sat there he couldn't help but hear the distinctive noise of a rustling bag, creasing his eye brows he bent down to the floor and saw a brown paper bag laying there, opening it timidly he looked inside to see a lilac book pulling it out he looked at it for a long moment.

"I'm sorry." He muttered apologising to Grace who wasn't there but feeling guilty for going through her personal items. "I'm doing this to help you." He added as he opened the book to see it had freshly been written it, not a long list, like his one had been but he recognized the first name of the listen Darren Campbell, he remembered it from back with Klaus when he was trying to get Grace to feed, her first kill.

Letting out a breathy sigh he placed it on the bed and closed his eyes for a long moment, this reminded him all too much of when he was Ripper, how much better it felt to just turn it off, knowing how close Grace was to that now, just on the edge difficult to save, easy to lose.

Klaus was standing next to Connor who was still chained to the torture device that the Original had used on him, he groaned internally putting his head down trying to mask it. "You feeling alright, mate? Are the shackles too tight?" He could hear someone approach from behind. "Welcome home, sister."

"Is this a trick? How do you know he's one of the Five?" Rebekah questioned in a harsh voice crossing her arms over her chest as she stood in the doorway with Stefan at her side. "Where's his bloody tattoo?"

"Oh, the tattoos aren't visible on this lot like they were on the last." Klaus informed her in a calm voice and she narrowed her eyes at him. "Let's eat." He suggested as he walked from the room and the two follow the hybrid into his dinning room sitting them all around the the table as a pretty woman served them. "Thank you, my lovely." She wandered away leaving the vampires to eat in peace. "I could kiss the Council for burning up all the vervain in town. They made my life so much easier." He smirked as he looked over at his sister who stubbornly sat there. "Rebekah, love, eat your veggies."

"I'm not eating until you apologise." Rebekah told him in a thick voice the deathly look on her face couldn't get much more threatening if she tried.

"For which indiscretion?" Klaus taunted raising an eye brow. "There have been so many." He concluded nodding his head softly as he placed his elbow on the table leaning his chin on his fist.

Rebekah scoffed loudly. "You broke my neck."

"You threw away Elena's blood so I can't make any more hybrids." Klaus argued in return, Stefan felt overall awkward being in the middle of their little spat and shuffled in his chair.

"Because you took my for granted."

"That's what big brothers do, sweetheart!"

"Let me name the million other people I'd rather be having dinner with right now." Stefan announced finally distracting them away from one another with his annoyed voice and they both looked over at him, they had almost forgot he was there.

"Alright, fine. I'm sorry." Klaus looked across the at his baby sister who sat there with a now stoic look over her beautiful features. "I often forget how delicate you are. Forgive me?"

Rebekah pouted heavily before answering. "I'll take it under consideration."

"Ok, good. Now, why don't you tell me about Rebekah's hunter?" Stefan suggested just trying to get the information out of them, wanting to get out of this dinner as soon as he could but it seemed to be lasting for what felt like painfully long years.

"Right, Alexander. Nice chap foregoing the obvious issues. He was looking for creatures of the night which is why we felt quite safe around him wearing out daylight rings." Klaus smiled to himself thinking how clever he was.

Italy, 1114

Klaus, Elijah, Rebekah and the great vampire hunter Alexander were gathered around an old wooden oak table with a fantastic banquet laid out in front of them whilst a dear maiden poured them some wine.

"I am unaccustomed to such luxury." Alexander announced with a wide grin spreading across his face as the Original's looked over to him with kind smiles in return.

"Well, it the least we could do to repay you for opening our eyes to the truth." Elijah answered in his a deeply grateful voice, obviously faking it all in front of the hunter, a very cunning liar. "We are curious to hear more about your order. Your crusade."

"We are but five men." Alexander informed them and Klaus nodded his head remembering every detail that the hunter told the,. "Bound by fire in the lsat breath of a dying witch to a single cause; the destruction of all vampires."

"And how do you hope to achieve this?" Klaus questioned from across the table faking the intrigued look on his face, only hoping for the information that he would give.

"we have the ultimate weapon which no vampire can survive."

Present Day Mystic Falls

Stefan nodded his head as he continued to listen to the story carefully. "So, that what this is about? A weapon."

Rebekah couldn't help but roll her eyes as she glanced over to the young vampire. "Not just any weapon-"

"Rebekah, love, don't get ahead of the story." Klaus muttered and she glanced over at him her eyes softer now but still filled with dislike.

"How is a weapon the answer to all my prayers?" Stefan questioned firmly but the two Originals just looked at each other continuing not to say anything. "OK. Why don't we just skip with the theatrics and get right to the point?"

Klaus shook his head gently. "Not quite yet, because in order to find this weapon, we need to solve the puzzle. Which seems to have disappeared."

"What puzzle?" Stefan asked and the hybrid just rose his eye brows and the youngest vampire seemed to clock on. "The tattoo. What is it?"

"A map. Leading us to its treasure." Klaus answered with almost a smug look on his face, Rebekah couldn't help but scoff loudly.

"Fat lot a good a tattoo's gonna do, if we can't see it." She made a valid point and Klaus frowned over to her thinking she had made a good point but he had a solution to most of their problems.

"We can't, but someone else can." He turned looking over his shoulder at the pretty girl who had served them ready to give her another order. "Why don't you tell the hybrid to bring him in, love?" She walked from the room her heels clicking as she did so. "You see, the hunter was so eager to get to the bottom of his mystery tattoos that he mentioned there was only one person that can see them."

Just behind them one of Klaus strong hybrids walked into the room with Jeremy in his grasp, Stefan was quick to react to him being in his capture speeding over to him only to be intercepted by Klaus standing behind the human and the young vampire.

"I wouldn't." Klaus warned in a low tone looking directly into Stefan's dark eyes. "Lucky for us, young Jeremy here, is a bit of an artist." He approved looking over his shoulder at Jeremy who had a snarl of a look on his face.

"I'm not helping you with anything." Jeremy growled out when suddenly the hybrid that had held him tore his Gilbert ring off his finger and tossed it over to Klaus who caught it and held up so the human could clearly see.

"Oh, I'm afraid you are."

The four were approaching the party, Damon had gone fancy dressed as Jack the Ripper much to Grace's distaste considering everything that was going on and the three girls had gone as his victims.

When they got into the party a boy jumped out from nowhere. "Hey. I'm Frankie, unassuming serial killer." The boy by the stairs greeted them all, kissing the girls hand, when he got to Grace he looked up to see the warning look on Damon's face and decided to back off.

"I'm Jack." Damon replied as he looked down at all the girls. "And these are three lovely ladies I just... Rippered." He glanced down at Grace who only smiled back.

"Welcome to the Murder House, Blood Mary's free until midnight. Enjoy yourself." He told them all as they walked further into the house looking around at all the partying college students.

"Well hats off to these idiots." He took his top-hat off gently then placed it back on his head looking around the room when he spotted Professor Shane across the room. "Oh look, Professor Creepy."

"His name is Professor Shane." Bonnie protected with a mean look on her perfect face. "And he's not creepy..." She glanced over at Elena who stood there silently sipping at her drink. "Let's go talk to him." She took her hand and pulled her along.

"You do that." Damon purred as he caught Grace's waist and pulled her towards him looking down into her chocolate-brown orbs placing a sweet kiss on her lips. "Let's eat."

"Damon, I-"

"You won't be eating along, sweetie." Damon interrupted her as he pressed soft kisses to her jaw line making her squirm in his arms wanting to get closer. "Remember when we shared that human before? You seemed to be able to do it then. So that's where we'll start, work our way up."

"If you're sure."

"Absolutely." He glanced around the room before looking back down at her. "Ladies choice."

Smiling Grace turned in his arms as he continued to work on her slender neck with his mouth and teeth, she noticed a boy from across the room he was dropping a roofie into an unsuspecting girls drink she couldn't help the snarl that erupted from her throat.

"You noticed him too?" Damon whispered as he looked up to see the boy leaning close to the poor girl who looked as if she wanted to be anywhere else. "I was hoping you would... Why do you lead him away, I'll wait upstairs for you."

"Damon-" But before she could say anymore he had vanished into the party, he would still keep a close eye on her but for now she had to be on her own. Taking a deep breath she put on her best flirtatious smile and warned past him catching his eyes when she 'accidentally' bumped into him. "Oh, shoot. I'm sorry..." She offered him her drink smiling tightly. "Drink?"

"Sure." The boy replied as she gave him another charming smile and then disappearing into the party, stunned completely he followed where she had seen her standing by the bottom of the stairs throwing him a quick wink before disappearing again. "Whoa." He jogged up the stairs seeing her waiting at the open door of a room touching her throat and biting her bottom lip.

She slid back into the room and saw Damon standing against the wall smiling at her proud that she had been able to lure him back, as the human walked into the room the older vampire grabbed him and forced him back against the wall. "Honey?"

"You're not gonna make a sound." Grace compelled him as she leaned down and dug her fang into his neck no noise was made from the boy as Damon dug his fangs into his wrist taking what they wanted.

As soon as he was satisfied Damon pulled away and let the boys hand drop limp by his side, he looked over and saw Grace continuing to drink from his neck, he leaned down and pushed her hair to one side, surprised when she suddenly turned and shoved him back against the wall.

"Grace..." He looked into her black eyes to see she had changed again, he grabbed her by her throat and turned her so her back was to the wall and smashed his lips down against hers, she was fighting him frantically trying to get out but to no avail. "Hey. Hey."

"Damon..." She breathed out as she looked up at him through her now softer eyes, she craned her neck up so she could press a sweet kiss to his lips. "That felt great." She whimpered and he smiled down at her. "I want more." She whispered and he leaned his head down kissing her passionately.

Jeremy sat in the room where Connor was being held as he did a beautiful sketch of the hunters tattoo on his arm. "You set me up at the hospital. Led me into a trap. Why?" The hunter pressed as he was chained up.

"You were trying to hurt people who are important to me." Jeremy replied as if it was that simple for a person who hated vampires to see why he would want to protect them.

"Important to you?" Connor couldn't help but scoff loudly. "That vampire just threatened to kill you! I don't understand how you can see the tattoo if you're a sympathizer." He wondered aloud.

"And what exactly do you understand?" Jeremy narrowed his eyes at the hunter. "Because a couple of days ago, you seemed to have all the answers and now you know jack. Where did this tattoo come from? Why am I the only one who can see it?" He pressed angrily.

"Years ago, I met someone with the mark. Claimed he had this intense desire to kill vampires, like it was engrained into his DNA. He told me the same thing I told you, that I could see the mark, I was a potential." Connor explained what he knew about the origin of the mark.

"Who was he?"

"Just a guy I served in Iraq with." Connor replied with a thoughtful look on his face, trying desperately to work this out for himself. "I lost track of him and then one day; tattoo just showed up on me. It started on my hand, but the more vampires I killed the more it spread like – like it was trying to tell me something. I was just – I just don't know what." He admitted as Jeremy continued to draw down the tattoo.

Back in the exquisite dinning room Stefan, Rebekah and Klaus sat there continuing to talk about all they knew about the Five. "So, tell me more about the tattoo." The youngest vampire looked between the two Originals.

"My sister's suitor was unwilling to tell us anything. Rebekah, however, was more than willing to investigate. Isn't that right?" He glanced over at his baby sister who looked deeply ashamed.

Italy, 1114

Rebekah and Alexander lay on the beautiful queen sized deep, draping with the finest fabrics and softest materials. The Original was on top of the hunter sharing a romantic kiss, for a moment they pull apart staring deeply into each others eyes for a long minute as Rebekah trailed her hand along the large tattoo on his chest.

"How do you read these symbols?"

"The map took my brothers and I years to translate." Alexander replied smiling at her as he reached over grabbing his sword. "The sword is the key to reading it." He placed it back down gently away from them both. "Have you considered my offer? To come with me when I leave to follow the map."

"I have and I would like that very much." Rebekah smiled up at him as she pressed a soft kiss to his lips, they part again and she looked up to see a silver dagger placed next to an ash she didn't recognize, she didn't know it would be her downfall. "What is that?"

"Oh, that." Alexander smiled. "That." He reached over and took the silver dagger delicately off the side. "Is a very special weapon. For a very special kind of vampire." He slowly dipped it into the white ash and she watched intrigued "When my brotherhood achieve its destiny, those monsters will cease to exist. Until then, we have the daggers."

"Do you really believe they're so evil they must be put down?" Rebekah questioned frowning slightly looking up into his tranquil eyes, so locked and secure she couldn't read his expression.

"Let us not talk of such evil. Let us do this." He pressed a kiss to her lips and she smiled gently. "And this." He kissed her again making butterflies flutter in her stomach. "And this." He moved down to her slender neck. "And this." She hadn't seen it coming but the next second a silver dagger was sticking out of her back.

Present day Mystic Falls

"My sister's boyfriend threw a slumber party that night. He and his brothers put us all down in our sleep. Elijah, Kol, Finn and me." Klaus explained as he glanced over to Rebekah that glanced up at him to see a deeply guilty look on her face.

"How was I supposed to know?"

"Cheers." Klaus raised his glass high. "To my sisters uncanny ability to choose men." He added and Stefan narrowed his eyes, he had been one of the men she had chosen once upon a time.

"I thought the daggers didn't work on you because of your werewolf side." Stefan questioned creasing his eye brows slightly confused about why the Hybrid was so annoyed.

Klaus smirked as he looked up to look over at Stefan. "They don't."

Italy, 1114

Rebekah gasped loudly as she finally awoke surprised to see her older brother standing at the foot of the bed she was laying on covered in blood looking more terrifying than he ever had. Once she got over the horrific figure in front of her she looked around to see the room was covered in a thick layer of blood too.

"What happened?"

"Ask him." Klaus jerked his head over to Alexander who was impaled on the wall with his own sword, Rebekah couldn't help but feel an overwhelming sense of grief and broke down crying looking up at her older brother. "Only, he cannot answer, because I have ripped out his tongue. Along with the rest of them."

"Nik, I had no idea-"

"But you should have." Klaus growled at her and she flinched at his tone. "Your only family was nearly wiped out, because of your stupidity. What did he promise you?" He ordered an answer but she kept quite.

"Nothing, Nik. I swear."

"What did he promise you!?" He demanded grabbing his baby sister by her shoulders making her stand and look up into his angered eyes. "Tell me, Rebekah!"

Present day Mystic Falls

"Go ahead, Rebekah." Klaus nodded over to his young sister who frowned a little. "Tell him. Tell him what the hunter told you the tattoo leads to. What is this great weapon that could bring about the end of the vampire species?"

"A cure." Rebekah's voice betrayed her as it wavered. "He said there was a cure." Klaus rose from his seat and Stefan was quick to follow him his forest green orbs flaring with confusion.

Stefan suddenly announced. "There is no cure for vampirism."

Rebekah looked over at the younger vampire with a sympathetic look over her beautiful British face. "He's telling the truth, Stefan."

"Then why wouldn't you have searched for it, found it?"

"Because when the hunters drew their final breath that night, the marks disappeared from their body, the map was gone, the brotherhood of the Five extinct." Klaus informed them both as he poured himself a drink from the parlour room, they both walked in. "For nine hundred years, there was not a whisper of another hunter, until our friend in there showed up in town."

Rebekah nodded her head trying to find her place. "Well, now we have the map, what do we do next?"

"We don't do anything." Klaus answered in a harsh voice and she looked over at him slightly confused at his change of moods. "You can't be trusted, little sister. You'll be blabbing this secret to the first boy who calls you pretty. I mean, it's pathetic, really, isn't it? How she continues to hand her heart to any man who shows her a hint of affection. You'd think she would have learned by now from the endless cycle of disappointment and deception."

"And you are better, brother? The only woman you want is one that you can't have. And that obviously doesn't want you, over wise she would be here at your side, wouldn't she? At least the men I liked, actually liked me back, not despised me completely."

"Only most of them, right?"

"You want the cure for Elena, don't you?" Rebekah finally put all the pieces together in her head shaking her head from side to side. "So you can go back to mass producing your hybrids. That's why you brought Stefan here, because you knew that he'd help you even though he hates your guts! You know what? You can shove your cure!" She hissed at him as he walked from the house.

"Well, I hope you got what you wanted before you chased her off." Stefan rolled his eyes looking over to the hybrid who was smirking heavily.

Klaus sipped at his aged bourbon before answering. "She would never have told me what I needed to know. But she'll tell you."

"What do you need me to find out?"

Klaus paused for a moment before replying. "The map is useless without the tool to decipher it."

"The sword." Stefan pieced together nodding his head.

"She knows where it is. And you're gonna get her to tell you. You have a chance to save Elena from the very thing that is haunting her. You can call it a deal with the devil, if you like. But you know you won't walk away from it..." Klaus stated in a knowing voice.

Damon and Grace were dancing intimately in the middle of the dimly lit room to the loud pop music that was playing overhead, both of them dripping with blood yet no dead bodies around yet. He grabbed her waist and forced her back against the wall kissing her passionately.

"You're so sexy when you're dripping with blood." Damon purred in her ear as he suckled her ear lobe, she laughed as she pushed her finger through his long raven black locks. "You've done so well."

"I'm still hungry."

"Slow down, sweetheart. You've almost tasted everyone's blood in this room. Just take a minute to breath." He pressed but she struggled against him he pulled her into a passionate kiss making her stop for a moment. "Still want more?"

"Yes."

"Then take mine." Damon smiled down at her and her chocolate-brown eyes were suddenly filled with lust as she looked at him at gulping as her fangs pushed through her guns showing just below her pouted lips. "You know you want it more than you want their blood."

Without another thought she sunk her fangs into his neck tasting his salty blood leaking into her mouth, he groaned loudly holding the back of her head his jaw dropping open leading his head back in pleasure.

He didn't waste any time gathering her up into his arms and zipping them upstairs to a surprisingly empty bedroom throwing her onto the bed a heavily smirk pulling over his lips. "Considering no one else is going to use this bed, we might as well."

"That's why I love you, so smart." Grace purred kneeling on the bed as he zipped towards her working on the corset of her dress with quick, expert hands whilst he kissed her with such passion whilst she worked on his thin linen shirt.

Jeremy was still working on the sketch on Connor's tattoo basically done when the door opened and Klaus wandered in snatching the book from his hand looking at it. "Nice lines. Now, if you could just hurry it up a little bit."

"I'm done." Jeremy replied surely and Klaus just stared at him for a long moment before looking back at the young human bypassing him to look directly at Connor.

"What is this?"

"It's the tattoo." Jeremy replied giving him a confused look, caught off guard when Klaus turned and grabbed him by his throat, crushing his windpipe, not allowing him to breathe.

"I've seen the tattoo, you impertinent punk." Klaus growled in response looking into Jeremy's terrified orbs, he knew what could happen if you betrayed the hybrid or got on his bad side, he had seen what had happened to Grace in the past. "There's more to it."

"That's all of it." Jeremy choked out clawing desperately at the hybrids hand trying to get him to release him from his iron grip. "He says every time he kills a vampire it spreads." With that Klaus threw Jeremy back into the chair he had been sat in done with him.

"Nate!" He called loudly and without a moment of hesitation one of Klaus' hybrids appeared in the room standing there obediently waiting orders. "Tell the girl to take Jeremy home." He pointed over to Connor who was still chained there. "Keep this one alive at all costs." With that he exited the room in a huff.

Jeremy was quick to follow him, making sure to not get in the way of his wrath and then Nate followed not before he heard the jingling of shackles, Connor. Turning and re-entering the room he saw the trying to break free.

"Looks like you've got too much leash." Nate sneered as he walked towards Connor who stared him down. "You're not going anywhere so you might as well stop the racket." He added as he began to tighten them not expecting the hunter to act out and take a chuck of out his ear making the hybrid retreat in a roar reacting by smacking him in the face. "You're lucky I can't kill you, freak!"

Nate growled once more before leaving the room slamming the door shut behind him leaving Connor alone. As soon as he knew he was safe he spat out the end of a barbell earring that had been attached to the piece of ear he had torn off with his teeth. Looking down at the shackles he couldn't help the smile that spread across his lips.

Damon and Grace made their way through the frat house finally leaving in a drunk, bloody haze the brunette giggled as she turned and wrapped her arms around his neck kissing him heavily sneaking her tongue into his mouth as he palmed her ass roughly.

"Grace, there you are." Elena's voice came from behind them and they both looked over at her smiling heavily before going back to their kiss. "Hey. I'm talking to you. What the hell are you two playing at? You've been gone hours. I was worried." She growled and Grace creased her eye brows as she looked at her sister.

"Jeez. Sorry, sassy-pants." She laughed stumbling towards her. "Damon and I were having a good time. It's been a long time since I've been able to. It's what being a vampire is all about, 'Lena." She giggled as she skipped over to her sister talking her hands swinging them. "Maybe you should take a leaf out of my book-"

"Oh, really? I should take a leaf out of your book? What book is that, Grace? How to become a Ripper 101?!" Elena growled and Grace couldn't believe she did it but she pounced on her sister landing on top of her on the hard concrete.

"Grace!" Bonnie shrieked as she saw the act happen, both of them baring their fangs at each other threatening but not acting out of anger yet, Damon smirked as he tilted his head to the side continuing to watch. "Stop her. She'll regret it if she hurts her."

"This is just getting good-"

Bonnie narrowed her eyes and looked over at him with a deadly look on her face. "Damon. Stop her."

"Hey. Hey. C'mon. Break it up." Damon ordered as he stumbled over and took Grace by her arm pulling her up looking straight into her eyes kissing her lips once. "Why don't you go to the car with Bonnie, alright? Try not to hurt anyone else on the way."

"Fine. Fine. It isn't worth it anyway." Grace growled as she slid her heels off picking them up, hugging them tight into her body and stumbling along with the help of Bonnie to the waiting car.

"What the hell do you think you're doing with her?" Elena spat looking at Damon as she brushed down her clothes, he glanced over his shoulders at her rolling his eyes about to walk away. "Don't you dare walk away." She threatened and he turned back to her with a deathly look on his face.

"To answer your question, Elena. I am helping your sister-"

"Helping her how? By drowning her in blood? You really think that is a great idea for her?" Elena spat and Damon scoffed loudly. "And don't turn around and tell me that she's your girlfriend and you know her better because I'm her sister... I've known her longer than you have."

Damon paused for a moment holding back his anger. "Let me ask you a question, Elena. Do you see any bodies? Because I don't. She went an entire night filled with blood and didn't kill one person. To me that sounds like progress."

"Oh, I get it. So you're just gonna chose to ignore the completely different person she is when she is on blood from the vein?" Elena narrowed her eyes shaking her head from side to side. "With the anger and mood swings... not to mention attacking me-"

"Oh, please! Don't play innocent, Elena. You had it coming." Damon sneered as he crossed his arms over his chest. "You were testing her."

"Is that what you want, Damon? Her to become like you? The great vampire you are-"

"I'd rather her be like me than my brother." Damon growled out taking a step towards her and she stepped back looking up at the anger that filled his icy blue orbs. "I'd rather her be able to have fun with feeding rather than killing people like she has been, Elena."

"You promised me a long time ago that all you wanted was for Grace to be happy, well does she look happy now, Damon? Because I don't think she does..." With that Elena walked away towards the car leaving Damon there speechless and alone.

Stefan was thumbing through Grace's memorial diary frowning at the stains on the page from where she had obviously been crying whilst she had written. He was drawn away from his thoughts when he heard the door open and someone enter, looking up he saw it had been Rebekah that had entered his house.

"I got your message. I'm sorry. I know you wanted my help; he just makes me so angry." Rebekah vented as she looked over to the handsome Salvatore who was now pouring himself a drink.

"No one deserves to be treated that way." Stefan informed her in a kind tone and she smiled a little before whipping it off her face.

"I wanted it back then." She admitted tucking a piece of her blonde locks behind her ear looking over to him. "The cure. I was willing to leave behind my family for it." He offered her and drink and she gladly took it. "Would you take it if you had the chance? Or is it just for Elena?"

"A part of me wishes that she and I could have an eternity together. But Damon's right, there's not a single who hasn't killed a human." His eyes flicked down to Grace's memorial journal. "Elena will kill and then there will be the pain, the guilt, and then..." He couldn't bring himself to say it.

Rebekah nodding knowing exactly what he was talking about. "The humanity switch."

"But Elena, she's driven by love; by compassion. If she turns off her humanity, then I don't think we'll ever get her back. So, I'd do anything to save her." Stefan promised himself nodding his head as he sipped his drink tentatively.

"I envy that." Rebekah's voice was gentle and he glanced over to her slightly confused. "You and Elena. I envy the love you have. I really did believe Alex when he said he loved me. Ge promised we'd be married. We even picked out a church. Salmatorane in Briano. I know you want my help, Stefan. But I just do anything that lets my brother get what he wants." She took a sip of her drink before placing it down on the table about to leave when she was stopped by a voice.

"I never did answer your question." Stefan suddenly announced and she stopped and turned around to face him. "If it meant that I got to be with her, have children, grow old with her. If it meant that we'd be together, be buried together, then yet. I'd take the cure."

"I buried him." Rebekah nodded her head tears lining her eyes. "Even after everything. I laid him to rest in the place where we were to be married. What kind of hopelessly fool does that?" She realised what she had said. "Oh, but that what you wanted to know, isn't it? Because I buried him with his sword." Stefan was looking behind Rebekah at Klaus what had entered the room smirking.

"I'm sorry, little sister, but you're right." She turned to face him her blonde hair flipping over her shoulder, she noticed immediately that he was holding a silver dagger lined with white oak ash. "You really are a hopeless fool." She attempted to run past him but was stopped by Stefan.

"I'm sorry, Rebekah." He muttered and she gave him a look filled with shame and betrayal as she turned around to face Klaus again. "Go right ahead. Laugh at the girl who loved too easily. But I would rather have lived my life then yours, Nik. No one will ever sit around the table telling stories about a man who was never loved. Do it." She dared tears streaming down her cheeks. "Look me in the eye and do it, you coward!" He wasn't looking her in the eyes, unable to do so. "Do it!"

Suddenly Klaus stabbed her with the dagger and her skin began to turn a pale and grey as she finally slipped off. Not long after that Klaus laid her gently on the couch whilst Stefan covered her body with a thin white blanket.

"I have a plane waiting." Klaus informed Stefan as he glanced down at his iPhone making his way across the room. "I'll get the sword. My hybrids will keep an eye on Connor. You put Rebekah somewhere no one will find her and make sure Jeremy forgets everything he heard today." He threw Stefan the Gilbert ring.

"I'll take care of it."

"No one must know about the cure, do you understand?" Klaus asked in a stern voice as he crossed the room not failing to notice the soft lilac journal placed on the table. "Not Grace. Not Damon. Nobody. If this gets out, it could mean all our deaths. So, if you tell anyone, I'll erase each and every memory from the lot of you..." He muttered as he picked up the book about to open it but Stefan snatched it away.

"I won't say anything."

"It's just you and me in this, Stefan. Some secrets are stronger than family." Klaus replied as he walked from the house and left him in peace finally for the night.

Looking down at the book in his hand a sick feeling of guilt swirled in his stomach trying to make up his mind whether to put it back where he had found it so she would never know that anyone else apart from her hand seen it, or to confront her about it. Finally he made up his mind and walked into their room tucking away back in the place she had hidden it. If she wanted to tell Damon about it she would, it wasn't his place to interfere.

When the four finally arrived home that night Elena had mentioned something about wanting to drop in and check on Jeremy so that was where they headed first, surprised to see that Stefan was already there supposedly hanging out with Jeremy when he had really been compelling him to forget.

Grace and Damon walked into the Salvatore boarding house and didn't hesitate going straight to their room the brunette collapsed on the bed whilst her boyfriend poured out two drinks of his best bourbon to celebrate.

"Here." He held a glass out to her and she leant up onto her elbows reaching out and taking it, wincing at the smell knocking it back in one. "Cheers, Gracie. You did it. Well, you're on your way to becoming a normal vampire like the rest of us... A normal, crazy vampire." She giggled at him.

He knelt on the bed leaning down to kiss her on the lips sharing an alcohol fuelled kiss, she pulled back for a moment taking a breath before looking down at her drink. "Is everything ok, sweetie?"

"I don't know, I just feel bad because of what I did to Elena." Grace muttered as she traced her fingers over his shirt and he creased his eye brows at her. "I don't know what came over me, I never wanted to hurt her like that."

Damon creased his eye brows looking down at her. "You have nothing to be sorry for, Gracie. She was in the wrong, she shouldn't have said that."

"She was just looking out for me-" Damon cut her off with a passionate kiss laying her back on the bed. "Damon-" He kissed her again and she smiled finally melting into the kiss running her fingers through his thick raven black hair.

Nate wandered into Connor's capture room with food and water balanced in one hand whilst he talked to Klaus on his phone in the other. "Yeah, I got it. I'll keep him fat and happy. You should send two more for protection." He glanced over at a dangerous looking Connor over his shoulder. "Make that three."

Hanging up he slid his phone into his pocket placing the water and food onto the table not noticing that Connor had escaped his chains wrapping them around his neck, tightening and tightening them until he was beheaded the tattoo spreading up his arm further smiling to himself.

A/N

First, happy belated christmas and happy new year! I hope you all had a great holiday season with your loved ones :)

I'm sorry this took so long again, but I think I'm over my little bit of writers block now so the chapters shouldn't take so long to get out, I can't wait to get into this season now, I've got an idea for it and I hope you all like it :)

So there was a little tension between Grace and Elena, poor Grelena. But Grace seems to be doing good with the control, although they were both in a drunk blood haze at the time but she didn't kill anyone so it is a plus.

I have a new book cover for this story, I hope y'all like it, I chose Grace's actress to be Mila Kunis because I just love her so much, just imagine her being shorter, around 5'2". If you want to check out anymore of my pictures for Drace or Klace or anything Twisted Love related then check my Polyvore graciiieee . polyvore and my tumblr www . tumblr blog / little-vampire-girl1

If you left a review for the last chapter then check below because I answer and respond to them :) feel free to PM anything or ask me anything on Tumblr :D

5alvatore – I hope you enjoyed :)

Marril96 – Hi, I noticed all of your reviews for the last couple of chapters of Twisted Love and I just loved reading them all, you really got what I was trying to write so thank you so much :) I think the reasons for Grace being 'friendly' and not hating Klaus will come clear very soon :D

witchlouise – I hope you enjoyed

Kayla – Damon will always save her, he's good for her :) he's proved that in the years that they've been together.

jmllei – Don't worry Elena wasn't turned by Damon's blood she was turned by Grace's blood so if I had her sired to Grace it might be a little awkward for them both, so I've changed it up a little and it'll become clear what that is in the next couple of chapters.

xxxRena – I feel really bad for her too, Damon has already done his helping so I guess it's time for Klaus to step up his game ;) I hope you enjoy this chapter.

Annaelle – I agree, Grace is really strong but it doesn't mean she can't be hiding what she truly feels, but the thing is it isn't that she's weak it's because she resisted for so long that now she has the chance she doesn't want to stop. I think with the cure it's more about what Klaus wants, and he already said he wanted Grace to be a vampire, Damon would love her either way so yeah I think he would consider it but Klaus loves her most as a vampire. Ask as many questions as you want, I don't mind :) xx

susl – Klace is pretty great, I really do enjoy writing their scenes :) but I love both Drace and Klace :D

winxgirl1997 – I hope you enjoy :D

Mia Salvatore – You always get what I'm writing, that's what I love about you, girl. You basically got my twist I'm going to use in my story in one of your chapters, I won't tell you what but knowing you you'll be able to guess it ;) I wish I could write an entire page saying why you're right and everything you get about my story :D but I don't want to bore you ;) thank you so much xx

Luli Cullen – Hope you enjoy :) xoxo

Kel1017 – I think it's very possible for Grace to be saved whether it is through the help of Klaus or Damon :) xoxo

Engelrufer – Thank you so much, I too feel really bad for Gracie, but she'll get better soon :)

SomebodyWhoCares – Well, Grace is changing but it doesn't mean that it's going to change her feelings for Damon :)

Lady Syndra – Hope you enjoy!

pieperson9708 – I hope you enjoy the Drace in this chapter :) x

Jane R. Doe – I hope I never disappoint everything, I'd hate that :( I'm really glad to know that you like this chapter :)

Nymartian – I too like Drace and Klace moments she fits with both of them very well and I love writing both :) I hope you like what I have in store for the rest of the season :)

OBSESSEDwithPOWERS – I was going to do that for a moment but then I changed my mind ;)

Aryabloodlust – Klace seemed to really be a hit this chapter :) I'm glad people liked it because I wasn't too sure about it :D

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Reuters547 – I think I'd like both Klaus and Damon to help her with her blood lust :)

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greapejuice101 – Poor Grace :( Grelena seem to be having a hard time but I'm sure it will pass :) and Stefan will always be bad for her

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Tvdlover87654 – I'm so glad everyone wasn't disappointed Klace always makes me a little nervous because not maybe people like them over Drace, but people seem to like both, which is good :)

Graciiee xx