chapter 1

meredith desperately struggled against the metal restraints binding her arms and legs to the operating table. she closed her eyes, straining her muscles, adrenaline surging through her, but the restraints wouldn't budge.

"please," she begged, hot tears running down her cheeks.

jack ignored her pleas, focusing intently on her neck as he slowly slid a hypodermic needle beneath her skin.

"almost done," he said, depressing the plunger. meredith's neck was too numb to feel the needle, but the injection burned as it spread through her veins. she gasped and tried once more to rip her arm away from her captor.

jack's eyes were on hers as she writhed. the same warm hazel eyes as they'd been when meredith had thought of him as a mentor, as one of the best hunters she'd ever met. before she knew jack was a vampire. before he had murdered stefan.

before she'd known he was changing her.

"i don't want to be a vampire," she whispered, her voice shaking. her eyes blurred with tears. meredith thought of cristian, the vampire brother she'd had to kill, of the generations of her family whose life mission had been to destroy the supernatural race. she couldn't become one of the enemy, not after everything she'd been through.

a brief smile crossed jack's face, the corners of his eyes crinkling. "it's done."

meredith ached everywhere. she began to shake her head slowly, back and forth, as her breath came in ragged, anxious spurts. "i'll kill myself," she said desperately.

jack grinned more widely. "go ahead and try," he said. "i've perfected the treatments. we're unkillable."

with a fresh flare of panic, meredith again slammed her arms and legs against the restraints. the heavy, numb feeling was fading, and metal bit sharply into her wrists. in a burst of effort, she snapped the metal bands and was free. meredith tumbled off the operating table and, still shaky on her feet, hit the floor hard.

on her hands and knees, she scrabbled for the door, expecting jack to hoist her back onto the table at any moment. but jack didn't make a move toward her, just watched as she struggled. she could hear herself breathing, a harsh, desperate panting, as she pulled herself across the floor. she just needed to get out.

she made it to the door and pulled herself up, hanging onto the knob.

"you'll be back," jack said, his voice an eerie calm.

wrenching the door open, meredith burst through and ran as fast as she could, stumbling through the hall. it was long and fluorescent-lit, the floors dark gray tile like those of a hospital or a school. she listened for jack's footsteps in the hall behind her, but there was only his laughter, bubbling maniacally, from the room she had left behind.

"you'll be back," he called again. "you won't be able to help it."

not letting herself think of anything but escape, meredith looked around frantically. double doors at the end of the hall led toward a stairway, and she pushed through, her feet slapping at the concrete stairs, heading down and-she hoped-out.

the stairs seemed to go on forever. finally, she burst through another set of double doors and onto the sidewalk. she paused for a moment, gasping for breath as she gazed around. office buildings stretched behind her. she had no idea where she was. it was still dark out, but the sky was beginning to lighten toward gray.

everything in her was screaming, get away, her heart still hammering in panic. what if jack's fierce, invulnerable vampires were nearby? meredith pressed her back against the cold brick wall of the building behind her, trying to conceal herself in the darkness, and looked around cautiously. no one.

she sucked in a deep breath, trying to calm her pounding heart. there'd be no sense in running at random. she clenched her fists and deliberately relaxed, forcing the tension out of her body. she was steadier on her feet now, her arms and legs tingling as the numbness wore off. there was no one in sight. to her left, meredith heard the sound of cars racing past on a highway. she headed in that direction, ready to find her way home.

dawn was breaking as meredith opened the door to her apartment and walked quietly through the entryway, dropping her keys on the table. i'm all right now, she told herself. jack had said she was a vampire, but meredith didn't feel any different. maybe the treatment didn't take.

she took a deep breath as she glanced around her familiar bedroom. early morning light was beginning to come through the curtained windows, and everything seemed comfortingly ordinary. her law books were lined up on the shelf across from the bed, her and alaric's wedding picture stood on top of her bureau. without even bothering to take off her clothes, meredith pulled back the cool sheets and slipped into bed. next to her, alaric muttered something in his sleep and burrowed deeper into the pillows.

she was safe. everything was terrible: stefan was dead, jack was a vampire, but the worst hadn't happened. i'm fine, she told herself.

experimentally, she ran a finger across her teeth. normal. no extra-sharp canines. her hands were warm, her heart was beating at a quick, human rate. she was fine. her body must have fought off whatever jack had tried to do.

she shifted closer to alaric, then frowned. there was something in her jeans pocket. she reached inside, and her fingers closed around a thin cardboard rectangle. a business card. meredith squinted as she pulled it out and held it up to catch the dim morning light. printed on the card was an infinity symbol in black type and a company name: lifetime solutions. below that, handwritten in black ink, a phone number.

jack had been pretty sure of himself, she thought angrily. she tightened her fingers around the card, crumpling it a little, before shoving it into the drawer of her bedside table. she didn't ever want to see jack again.

according to her clock, it wasn't even five a.m. yet. meredith took another deep breath and closed her eyes, trying to relax into sleep, trying to forget jack's face as he slid the final needle into her arm.

her bed was soft, and the sheets smelled faintly of detergent. there was another smell, too. something... salty. slightly metallic. meredith frowned a little, trying to identify it.

gradually, she became aware of a sound as well. all around her came a slow, regular rushing that reminded her of the ocean, a deep, slow thudding beneath the steady sound of the surf. breathing in time with the sounds, meredith sank deeper into almost-sleep.

something kept tugging at the edges of her attention, though, sharpening her appetite. without conscious intent, she licked her lips. that salty, metallic smell... there was something about it more delicious than the roasted chicken her mother made, sweeter than fresh-baked apple pie. so familiar, somehow, and yet she couldn't quite place it.

meredith's mouth was watering hungrily when something suddenly shifted in her jaw. in surprise, her hands flew to her mouth.

her jaw moved again. tentatively, she touched her lips. they were so sensitive, she winced at the pain-pleasure when her careful fingers met her teeth. more cautiously, she touched again.

her canines were long and sharp. fangs.

the rushing, thudding sound, the smell of salt and something else-copper-was almost overwhelming. with each thud, her stomach ached and her teeth ached.

it was alaric. she was hearing alaric's heart beating. she was smelling alaric's blood.

horrified, meredith scrambled out of bed. she stared down at alaric below her, so peaceful and oblivious.

jack had done it. he'd turned her into a vampire.

and she was famished.

chapter 2

dear diary,

i've lost everything. i've lost myself.

i don't know who i am without stefan.

for days now, i haven't been able to write in here. i felt like, if i wrote down everything that's happened, it would make it real.

but it is real, whether i write it down or not.

stefan is dead.

elena pulled her hands away from her laptop as if it had burned her, then pressed her fingers tightly against her mouth. stefan was dead. her eyes filled with hot tears, and she roughly wiped them away. all she'd done lately was cry, and it wasn't making anything better.

it seems like the earth should have stopped turning. if stefan is dead, the sun shouldn't rise in the morning. but time passes and every day, there's a new day. except it means nothing to me, because stefan is still dead.

we all trusted jack. he and stefan hunted side by side, tracking down one of the old ones, solomon. but while we were all celebrating solomon's defeat, feeling happy and safe at last, jack plunged his stave through stefan's heart. jack killed him.

elena stopped typing again and rested her head in her hands, remembering. stefan's eyes had met elena's, and he'd given her a soft smile. she'd known that they were both thinking the same thing: now that the old ones are gone, our real life together can begin.

it had all happened so fast. elena had seen that something was wrong, but before she could shout a warning, jack had thrust his stave through stefan's heart. she'd been too late.

the smile had faded from stefan's face as his eyes widened. for just a moment, he'd looked innocently surprised, and then stefan had simply gone blank. his eyes-those leaf-green eyes that had looked at her with such love-lost focus. his body crumpled to the floor, but stefan was already gone.

it was true that jack was hunting the old ones, just as we were. but he didn't want to make the world safer. jack had created a new kind of vampire through drugs and surgeries instead of blood and magic. the vampires jack made are terrifying: immune to sunlight and vervain and, according to damon, impossible to kill by any of the usual methods.

jack didn't want any competition for his lab-created race of vampires. so he set out to eliminate the most dangerous vampires, the oldest ones. not just the ancient old ones, but also the clever, long-lived vampires who have lasted a few centuries. vampires like katherine and damon. like stefan.

jack used us all-my guardian power, stefan and meredith's fighting ability, bonnie's magic-as weapons against solomon. the old one was too well hidden for jack to find on his own. but once solomon was dead, stefan was just another obstacle in jack's way.

we don't know where jack is now, or what he's planning next. the hunters who traveled with him-trinity, darlene, and alex-were as fooled by him as we were. they've left town, trying to track jack. but they haven't got a clue where he might be.

elena swallowed hard and wiped her eyes again with the sleeve of her bathrobe.

meredith and damon don't think jack's really gone at all. a few days ago, meredith fought one of his strange synthetic vampires. the vampire escaped, and meredith barely survived. is jack continuing his experiments here in dalcrest?

i should care. i should want vengeance. but instead, i'm numb.

without stefan, it's like i'm dead, too.

a key rattled in the lock of the front door, and elena looked up from her computer screen to see damon coming in. the cold apartment warmed a bit, as if the sleek, dark-haired vampire had brought some of the late summer breeze into the air-conditioned room. he seemed to get smaller as he came in, though, hunching his shoulders. through the bond between them, elena sensed his wistful ache at finding himself once again surrounded by stefan's possessions, resenting the reminder that his brother was gone.

"you've been feeding," she commented, looking at the near-human flush of his cheeks.

"if you want to call it that." damon curled his lip in disgust. "stefan's animal diet is utterly vile, just as i always suspected."

elena flinched, and damon glanced up, his face falling. "i'm sorry," he said. "i know i shouldn't-" she could see her own pain at the mention of stefan reflected in his eyes.

"it's okay," she said, shaking her head hard. "you should be able to say his name, he's your brother. i just-" tears were rising up in her eyes again, and she willed them back. she needed to stop crying.

damon took her hand, his fingers cool and smooth. "i promise you that jack will pay," he said quietly, his eyes as dark as night. "whatever it takes."

a wave of panic hit elena, knocking the breath out of her, and she clutched damon's hand between hers. "no," she said. "damon, you have to be careful. even if it means letting jack go."

damon stiffened, his dark eyes fixed on hers. "we promised each other we would take vengeance on jack," he said firmly. "we owe it to stefan."

elena shook her head. "i can't lose you, too." she hated the weak waver in her voice, but she straightened her shoulders and looked at damon levelly, her face resolute. sometimes it felt like damon's presence was the thin barrier between her and madness. damon was the only one who understood, who'd really loved stefan as deeply as she had.