WereWolf Vs. Vampire
It was a cold and windy night in Mystic Falls, and the full moon was rising. Tyler knew tonight would be the first time he would turn. When the full moon reached its peak at dusk, every bone in his body would break, every blood vessel would burst, and the most severe agony would take over his entire body. He took comfort knowing that Stefan and Damon knew just what to do in order to make sure that he wouldn’t cause any harm to anyone. They put Tyler in the old, underground cellar, locking three layers of doors between the cellar and the outside world, knowing Tyler would lose all self-control once he turned.
When the sun went down, Tyler was escorted by the Salvatore brothers to the cellar. His arms and legs were chained down, like a dog, by Stefan and Damon, and they spoke to him briefly, “Tyler you know you have to try to control yourself. Werewolves can hurt vampires like us,” Damon said. “I will try to, it’s just, I’ve never turned before. I don’t know what to expect,” Tyler replied. “Just be careful. We’ll be back at dawn,” With that Stefan closed the door and locked it. As Stefan and Damon trudged through the woods, Elena came running, “Why didn’t you guys tell me you were bringing Tyler here!” She said looking angry. Blank stares were given to Elena by Stefan and Damon. Elena grabbed Stefan and Damon by their collars and pulled them towards the cellar, “I am going in to see Tyler, now!” Stefan jumped in front of Elena and put his hands on her shoulders, and stopped her in her tracks, “You cannot go in there! Tyler is already locked and we don’t know if he has started the transition yet.” Elena rolled her eyes, “Then we are waiting...here.” She sat down on the grass, leaned her back against an oak tree, and crossed her arms reluctantly. “Elena we are leaving-” Damon started, but was cut off when Stefan flashed him a look sternly. Damon scoffed, walked over to Elena, and sat. “I guess we’ll wait.” Damon muttered in a mocking tone. So they sat, and waited for the sunrise. The silence that surrounded them was comforting yet frightening, their minds wondered what was happening in that cellar less than a few yards away from them. It was late, and Elena felt her eyelids growing heavier. She found herself dozing off sitting straight up like a little, old lady.
Elena shook, waking up to a deer running through the woods surrounding her. She stood up and brushed a few leaves off of her clothing, and walked over to Damon who was still awake. “What time is it?” Elena muttered yawning. Damon reached down to his sleeve and pushed it up to his elbow. His eyes widened and they grew angry. “Where is my watch?” He whispered under his breath. Damon immediately stood up, and started pacing. Stefan woke up and realized something was wrong. “My watch, it must, it must be in the cellar. I wore it in there I know I had it. I know I did.” Damon said. Stefan began, “Damon you can get it in the morning, you can’t risk going in there.” Damon scowled, “No, I’m getting it now. I can take a werewolf.” With that Damon sped out of sight, before Stefan or Elena could say a word. Trouble-making was one of Damon’s favorite acts. This kind of behavior wasn’t out of character for Damon, as he was extremely impulsive and stolid, but Elena still tried to run after him. She gave up only after being grabbed by Stefan. ¨He’s going to go in there even if you tell him not to, he’s going in even if we tell him it’s dangerous, he’s going in even if we physically hold him back. Our father bequeathed his arrogance on him.” Elena sighed, “Like father, like son I guess...:” Elena said trying to lighten the mood. Then, along with Stefan, she sat back down, thinking of Damon in the back of their minds.
Some amount of time later, which Elena could not make out due to her tired state, a disturbing sound cried out. It was a screech of terror, of pain. ¨Damon!” Stefan and Elena cried out in unison, running towards the cellar. Once they arrived, they saw Damon on the ground, eyes closed and jaw clenched in pain. There was a serious wound on his forearm, blood leaking from it. Two distinct rows of lacerations, a bite mark. Stefan exclaimed, ¨You knew this would happen Damon!” Elena sat down next to Damon, at his aid. ¨Well it’s not that big of a deal right? You can heal him Stefan, right?¨ Elena said, worry present in her voice. Stefan sighed and muttered, ¨No Elena, there is no cure.¨
“What do you mean there is no cure? There has to be a cure, Stefan,” Elena said trying to hide the tears forming in her eyes. Meanwhile, Damon’s wound was getting progressively worse. It was a wild-running flame in the forest waiting to engulf the next thing it came across. Stefan was thinking of any possible way to save his brother’s life. He would be willing to do anything for Damon. With Elena crying and Tyler missing, Stefan decided to head home with Damon where he could think straight and Damon could be comfortable. Stefan knew this could not be the end. Stefan knew that there had to be a cure. Stefan knew that he had to do something, so he went to the one place he knew he could get an answer. Knowing that he would have to do some things that he would regret and may never be able to return to Mystic Falls if he did, Stefan had no other choice but to go to Klaus. He would not be able to live with himself after he did the things he knew Klaus would make him do, but could he ever forgive himself if he let his brother die? He simply could not live without Damon. Finding Klaus would not be easy and even if Stefan did find him, he knew that it was unlikely for Klaus to even tell him the cure for the bite. Then, there was the pressing thought that there might not even be a cure. This thought was the funeral for his hope, and Stefan did not have time to think about this possibility. Instead, he focused on Damon’s worsening condition.
Before he would leave to look for Klaus, Elena had to come stay with Damon. There was no way Damon could stay home alone like he was. He couldn’t even sit up on his own. Elena would definitely be averse to Stefan looking for Klaus, knowing what could happen to him. Going alone was putting Stefan in even more jeopardy since Klaus was their adversary. As soon as Elena got to the house, Stefan was quickly out the door and on his way to Rebekah, the only way to find Klaus. By the time Stefan got to Rebekah, he was more determined than he had ever been to get this cure and was willing to do whatever it took to find Klaus. Stefan was a lion on the hunt. He walked right into Rebekah’s house and got the information he needed. Like older brother, like younger brother. Klaus was only a few hours out of town, and Stefan knew exactly the person he needed to see before visiting Klaus.
Elena would not be happy if she found out, but Stefan had no other choice other than to go to Katherine. She was the panacea to all problems involving the Salvatore brothers. If he could get Katherine to cooperate, he knew he could get the cure out of Klaus fairly easily. By the time Stefan got to Katherine, she had been expecting him and had already planned to go with him to find Klaus. Knowing that their would be consequences for working with Katherine, Stefan and Katherine headed out of town as fast as they could. If everything went as planned, they would get to Klaus in a few hours and Katherine would be able to manipulate Klaus just enough to get the information they needed and then head home safely. After a long and unpleasant journey, Stefan and Katherine arrived to Klaus’ home outside of Mystic Falls. Before Katherine went in, Stefan said, “Do this for Damon, Katherine.” “I’m doing this for you, Stefan. Don’t forget that,” she said and then she went inside. Stefan stood outside pacing back and forth for what felt like hours, but after half an hour, Katherine was out telling Stefan that she got the cure. Only, she wasn’t holding anything in her hands.
“Well, what is it?” asked Stefan with a nervous voice. “You mean I did all that and I don’t even get a thank you?” she responded smirking. “Thank you, Katherine. Now tell me the cure, please!” Stefan said angrily. “It’s simple. Damon just has to take a sip of Klaus’ blood and then he will be fine.” “Then I’m going to get his blood! I did not come all the way here to let Klaus and Damon’s cure just slip away!” “Stefan, wait… The only way Klaus is going to give you his blood is if you sacrifice the werewolf who bit Damon.” Stefan thought about Tyler and what Elena would think about this.
Either way, Stefan had to get back to Mystic Falls quickly. On the way back home, Stefan called Elena, Caroline, and Alaric. They would all be together in the underground cellar when Stefan returned. When Stefan got to the door of the cellar, he thanked Katherine again and asked her to wait outside. When he walked in, his three friends were looking at him hopefully and he could sense the nerves in the room.He took a deep breath not knowing what to say, “Well, there is a cure… In order for Damon to be healed,” he paused, “He needs to drink some of Klaus’ blood.” “Well there is no way Klaus is going to agree to just give his blood over to us,” Alaric said without even realizing that he was speaking aloud. “So, what does he want? We will do anything and we have to do something soon,” Caroline said nervously. “He wants the werewolf who bit Damon, Caroline… and he wants him dead,” Stefan said quietly. At this, Elena and Caroline looked at each other with the fear for the future apparent in their eyes. “We cannot sacrifice Tyler for something he did when he wasn’t thinking straight,” Caroline screeched. “But we cannot let Damon die either,” said Alaric. “Well it looks like we have a decision to make,” said Elena with a newly found sureness in her voice. The four friends looked around at each other, still not believing what they had just heard and fearing the decision they were about to have to make.