Welcome to Mystic Falls (A Supernatural/Vampire Diaries Fanfiction)

Chapter 11-The Hunters and the Hunted

"So who were those guys that caught you back there?" Stefan asked Damon when they were back at their house.

"Hunters," Damon replied, breathlessly.

"And what about that girl who had tied you to a rope?" Stefan continued.

"Demon," Damon responded again, looking down at his already healed body.

"What did they want from you?" Stefan asked, starting to grow annoyed with his brother's one word answers.

"They wanted to know where Katherine was," Damon gritted his teeth and then muttered to himself, "Would love to kill those sons of bitches."

"Why did they want to know where Katherine was?"

"She has something called a moonstone which might help those hunters kill a demon called Lilith," Damon growled, wishing he'd killed both those hunters when he'd had the chance. Or at least one of them.

Stefan looked at Damon thoughtfully, "So demons actually exist?"

"Looks like it, man. Cause that bitch Ruby was definitely a lot stronger than me," Damon said angrily, "You should have seen her throwing me around like I was a rag doll."

"Well then it's a good thing those two hunters killed her-Sam and Dean, right?" Stefan said.

"I wish I'd killed her instead," Damon said standing up, "Oh well, on the bright side I get to kill those two hunters."

Damon quickly flashed a smile at Stefan and started to go, but Stefan blocked his path and said, "I think that's a bad idea."

"And why would you think that Stefan?" Damon asked, faking his interest.

"Because first, we need to find out who's killing all of these people before more hunters catch our scent and come here to investigate," Stefan continued.

"Well that's easy," Damon snorted and turned around, "You can come out now."

A familiar face approached Stefan, one he'd thought he'd hoped to never see again and one Damon had been hoping to see for the past 147 years.

"That would be me.....and her," Damon tilted his head in the direction of the approaching figure and Stefan shook his head unbelievingly.

"Katherine."

"So what do you think we should do about those two vampires," Dean asked, gently touching his bruise.

Sam looked up from his laptop. He was researching the huge hand shaped mark on Dean's shoulder and from what Dean had told him about these other strange instances, he could make out that this creature they were dealing with was immensely powerful.

"I don't think that's a major part of our problem Dean," Sam replied, "I think we should find out more about that mark on your shoulder."

"Yeah, well we definitely aren't getting anywhere so we might as well make plans on how to kill those two suckers," Dean grumbled, slouching in on himself, "and that bitch!"

"But I thought that they were the good guys. That's why I let them go," Sam said looking at Dean confused.

"Yeah, well, I'm not so sure" Dean said.

"You think it's really them? That they are lying? Even Sherry," Sam asked, keeping half of his attention on the laptop as he typed on his keyboard.

"Yeah, I think they all have some kind of back-up plan whenever hunters come into town," Dean said starting to explain, " The last time I came here, Sherry got rid of me real quickly. Nobody acted as if there was anything unnatural going on, it was like everything was normal. Even the Sherriff was trying to keep them safe. And the mayor."

"Yeah, the same thing happened to me. I thought that I'd come to the wrong town," Sam replied, "How did you find out about the vampires though?"

"I was driving out of town and saw Sherry feeding on a human. She spotted me and....compelled me. She told me to get out of their town and never come back. Gave me some fake memories too. Man, I feel like I should've killed her along with Ruby. But I had to play along," Dean said, rubbing his head.

Sam shook his head, he should have known, "Compulsion. How did you find out about it?"

"I researched about it later. I think I must've drunk something with vervain in it. Anyway, I had no idea what was happening but I figured out that maybe she was trying mind control or somethin'. So I got outta there and figured I would go back if things got out of hand, which they never did until now," Dean finished off.

"So Sherry isn't your friend? She's one of the bad guys?" Sam confirmed, "And that whole friendship thing with you and her was just some fake memories she'd given you, right? And she was playing us all along?

"Yeah."

"Well, I have an idea," Sam said looking at Dean with a sparkle in his eyes.

"I'm listening..." Dean trailed off, suddenly growing interested in what his little brother was saying.

"Tell me Dean, have you ever heard about the Founder's Council?"