Like in the Fairytales. (OUAT x TVD) (Damon x OC.)

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Flashback
1864- That night

It was a cool evening in Mystic Falls as the town descended into a witch-hunt of epic proportions.

Families cowered in their homes as seemingly the men of every household emerged into the night with torches and their muskets ready to spill the blood of monsters in the dark.

Damon and Stefan Salvatore were forced and bolted into their home by their father as he rode off into the night with George and Matthew (idk what he's called) Lockwood- Nancy was stuffed there too with her father and brother both gone and her only companions being the brothers.

The three of them sat around the fire as Stefan animatedly complained to the two older people of his love for Katherine and his desperation to free her from the prison wagon she had been dragged away in.

Eventually he managed to sway his brother to help him and the two delved into plans for the night ahead.

The two stole the chain cutters from their father's shed and began their escape into the woods.

Nancy wasn't prepared to let them go alone.

"Damon! Stefan!" She yelled as she ran after them in the darkness of the inky black night.

The trees around them seemed to whisper evil as they waved between the shadowy towers of bark.

"Please! Stop! She's one of them! She's dangerous!" The girl begged but they dismissed her. "She is the love of my life Nancy.....don't get in our way!" Stefan announced as he lead the charge through the trees, clutching a lantern to light his way.

"Nancy, please go back- this is no place for a lady." Damon pleaded with her as the stopped a few feet from the wagon. "Damon-."
"No! You don't understand what she means to us." He demanded and she gave a look. "She is a blood drinking beast of the night hiding behind her looks to bewitch you.....yet you fall for it like a naive child." She snapped but he yet again dismissed her.

"You don't understand the love we have for her." He dismissed.

Stefan had now reached the wagon and was using the cutters to free Katherine. The wagon gave a shudder as he and Damon both pulled open the doors and peeled the offending woman from it's belly.

She was bound and muzzled like a deranged dog and the brothers rushed to free her of her restraints as Nancy relented to play look out. "Hurry." She called to them as Stefan lovingly held the injured and weakened Pierce girl in his arms and Damon helped remove her bonds.

But then voices echoed from the woods beyond and the four watched as lights began to emerge through the trees. Shoots of men with dogs echoing through the forest.

Stefan moved from under the vampire on the ground and prepared to lift her but suddenly a deafening shot sliced the air.

Damon was the first to fall. A blood curdling scream then echoing from Nancy as she ran and held his dying head in her lap, her green skirt now stained red with his blood.

"Ahhhhhhh!" She yelled in anguish as she held him in utter pain. She grasped his shaking hand and then there was another shot.

"Stefan!" She screamed again, now even more beside herself as she watched the younger brother now collapse back onto the ground. Her eyes were blurry with tears as Damon choked on his own blood trying to say her name but then a final shot rang out and it was her own turn to collapse.

The pain was immeasurable as flame-hot shards of agony coursed through her chest and her dress was flourished in dark claret ribbons of blood and her own viscera.

"N...na...Nancy." Damon spluttered and she shakily grasped his hand as they both began to fade into the abyss of death.

Stefan's hand reached their conjoined hands and the three young people embraced one last time all of them slipping away.

As she gave one last shuttering breath she chased her eyes and allows herself to fall. One sound word reaching her ears.

George's pained yell: "Nancy?! Nancy?! No!"

Then all was gone.