The Vampire Diaries

My name is Elena Gilbert.

I'm a new vampire, and there have been complications.

I know that I'm sired to you, Damon.

You know what would make me happy?

That what you actually felt for me was real.

But there's hope now.

Jeremy's tattoo leads to a cure.

If you kill Klaus's brother Kol,

their entire sire line will die with them.

I was gonna make him suffer on my terms!

Unlikely alliances have formed.

Finding the cure could come at a price.

Silas is the world's first immortal being

who just happens to be imprisoned with the cure.

I want to free him.

We'll be fine when we have everything we need.

Here we go.

Congratulations.

We made it.

They couldn't have hidden this cure in Hawaii?

Where the hell did you take us?

200 miles off the Nova Scotia mainland.

If you recall, the whole point was to hide the cure

on the world's most obscure, desolate island.

Oh, yeah? I thought the whole point

was that no one found Silas,

the oldest, deadliest freak in the world.

Yeah, that too.

Sunscreen?

Is that a joke?

You're right.

Not really helping.

You're perfectly capable of tying a knot.

Your giving Elena the evil eye-- it's not really helping.

She killed my brother.

I tried to get you to put a dagger in my back.

She's lucky all she's getting is the evil eye.

You know I can hear you, right?

You know I don't care, right?

Uhh!

Go ahead. Try and kill me.

But then you'd have to face your real problems--

like the fact that Stefan invited me here himself.

I guess he likes me again.

Looks like someone forgot

her team-building exercises.

I'm not apologizing for not wanting her here.

You know, Stefan just brought her here

to make it seem like he's moving on.

He wants you to think that he's over you

and he wants me to think

that I can't get under her skin.

You know, you're right.

With any luck,

I'll only have to tolerate her for a few more days

and then we'll find the cure and I'll

never have to deal with her again.

Human Rebekah.

Can't imagine her without fangs.

You know...

you've never talked about

what you'll do with the cure

once we find it.

Will you take it?

I don't like to speculate.

Sorry. If there was a less awkward

way to do this, I would.

Doesn't bother me.

These symbols must have been left for the hunters

so they could find the cure,

and this must be the story of Qetsiyah and Silas.

According to Shane, Silas asked Qetsiyah

for help making a spell for immortality.

She helped make him immortal, only to learn

he planned to use the same spell on

another woman, not her

when she found out, she freaked.

So, Qetsiyah killed the other woman?

Yeah. Silas was immortal.

She couldn't kill him.

So, she trapped him in a cave

and buried him alive instead.

Does it say anything about the hunter's purpose in all this?

I was wondering when you'd ask.

Qetsiyah created a cure for immortality

and then she buried it with Silas,

hoping that he'd take it and die.

End up on the other side with her

for all eternity.

But he wouldn't give her the satisfaction.

So, many centuries later, her descendants

created the hunters to find him, cure him, and kill him.

You know what? I'll explain on the hike.

Come on. We gotta get going.

Morning, Sunshine.

You look pathetic.

Only until Bonnie's spell locking me in here wears off.

Then I'll look different.

Angrier, perhaps.

Or, I won't look like anything,

because I'll have gouged your eyeballs from their sockets.

My friends will be back with the cure by then.

So, I could shove it down your throat

and make you mortal.

I'm an original.

What makes you think my entire vampire bloodline

won't be cured along with me?

I.E., you.

You know what I think?

I think that's impossible.

I think the moment you stop being a vampire,

our whole blood connection to you is broken,

and your sire-line ceases to exist.

So, whatever happens to you,

happens only to you,

which means I can kill your ass

and no one else has to die.

Although I am still debating just how to do it.

I recommend drowning.

There's nothing quite like the feeling of

someone fighting for something as basic as human breath.

And let me tell you, your mother was a fighter.

Satellite phone lost its signal.

That's a good sign.

Is anyone else a little creeped out?

So, then leave. Out of everyone,

your presence is the least necessary.

Please don't start.

I'm merely stating the facts.

Jeremy has the spell on his body.

Bonnie's the witch that unseals the cure.

Shane is the human compass.

You and I have the tombstone,

which does God knows what.

And Elena has no point.

What about me?

You have a nice behind.

Centuries after Qetsiyah died,

there were these miners who were excavating

a well on the island.

Suddenly went mad.

Bled themselves dry. No apparent reason.

So, the legend spread that these miners,

in exchange for a drop of their blood,

saw visions of their lost loved ones

in the well they were digging.

The word traveled and explorers

sought out the well

to see if the legend was true.

So, the well was magic?

Yeah. Some people believe the voices of lost souls

were just a wind vortex whipping through caves.

And visions were caused by inhaling the island's

poisonous plant life.

And what do you believe?

I believe in magic.

My wife and my son

died within months of each other.

And so...I decided to try the well out for myself.

I offered up my blood and waited.

Hello? Hello?

Atticus?

Caitlin. Caitlin? Caitlin?

Whoa!

Oh!

Hello, Atty.

Caitlin.

I saw my wife.

I saw her eyes.

Her smile.

My blood let me see her again.

Yeah, got it.

Don't eat the poisonous flowers.

Wait. Stop. Stop! Stop.

Is everybody paying attention?

Our first lesson in survival.

Stay together. Keep your eyes open.

I want a water.

Here. Take mine.

Magic well? Seriously?

I don't know. I mean...

We've all lost someone.

The chance to maybe see them again?

I kinda get it.

Jeremy!

Aah!

What the hell just happened?

Somebody just saved my life.

What is this place?

According to island lore,

a group of college kids came here for spring break.

A few weeks later, they were all found dead,

completely drained of blood.

Well, tragic for them, brilliant for us.

Who sleeps where?

Well, that's lovely.

There's a mystery man with a hatchet

lurking in the woods

and we're just gonna camp?

We're safer here than we are