19 May 2012
The Hell Out f Dodge, Part II
A/N: Let me know what you think! :)
"Well, yes, that, and there is always the fact that I'd like to get to know you. You fascinate me. You seem so strong, but every now and again, you seem to falter. It's intriguing."
"My weaknesses intrigue you?" she asked in a half-hearted tone.
"Well, seeing as you've become one of mine, I'd like to know what some of yours are."
"We'll have to wait until I trust you a little bit more, before I start spilling my guts." Bonnie commented, looking off into the horizon, "The sun is coming up. Do you think we should get going?"
"I suppose." He whispered, standing and wiping the grass from his khakis.
Kol quickly made his way towards the exit, but Bonnie put a hand out to stop him, "Wait," she called, "I'd like to try something." Kol stood over her, watching as she closed her eyes and held her hand out over the headstone. In an instant a veil of flowers lay in front of the grave, as if appearing out of midair.
"Thank you." He whispered, the tone of his voice one of shocked disbelief.
"Now everyone knows a loved one has been to see him." The term loved one clearly made Kol uncomfortable. It was clear he hadn't been 'loved' by anyone in centuries, "What do we do now?" Bonnie asked, once they were out of the cemetery and staring back and the huge metal gate.
"Now, we leave and we don't look back." He whispered, grasping for her hand as they walked down the sidewalk once more to go hail a morning cab.
They stopped later on that afternoon at a hole-in-the-wall diner called Happy Days. It was a typical burger joint with one single pool table, and a few bar stools and chairs, none of which matched each other. After ordering a burger for herself and for Kol, who had never been formally introduced to the idea of ordering at a counter, she stalked over to pool table with Kol tight on her heels, "I bet you've never seen this before." She chuckled, wracking.
"I can't say I have." He said, looking absolutely befuddled.
"It's easy just watch me. I'll go first." Bonnie broke, but suddenly felt embarrassment at her lack of skill. Not a single ball hit a pocket. Her ears grew bright red, which didn't go unnoticed by Kol, who burst out laughing at the redness of her features, "Here, you try." She laughed, shoving the stick into his grasp, "And pretty much do the exact opposite of what I just did."
The game went on for only several moments. It was practically over before it started. As soon as Kol even took the stick from her hand, she knew she had lost. In the midst of the happy daze they were both in, they could barely focus in on the voice that said, "Fancy seeing you here, Brother."
They both whirled, and there, standing in the doorway, in one of his typical prim-and-proper, suit-and-tie outfits, stood Elijah Smith-Michaelson, "What are you doing here?" Kol snarled.
"I suppose I could ask you the same question. And fraternizing with a Bennett witch? I'm afraid I expected more from you, Kol."
"Um- there was no fraternizing…"Bonnie started, but she was silenced by Kol, who took a step in front of her.
"Why are you here?" Kol ordered, "Were you looking for me? Did Klaus send you to put another dagger in my heart? I know how fickle you can be. What did he offer you this time, because you know it worked out so well before."
"Actually, as thrilling as that would be for everyone involved, I'm afraid I come searching for something much more self-serving."
"Out with it, then." Kol barked.
"I come seeking safety. As you well know, Esther is still out there somewhere, hell bent on killing us all, and Klaus has gone off on a little killing spree of his own. I heard from the blond that talks too much- Caroline, I believe is her name- that you had left with Bonnie. And naturally, I knew exactly where I would find you." Elijah emitted a very desperate feeling. He held it together on the outside, but Bonnie could tell something was very much amiss.
"No, no way. The last time I tried to compromise with you, you put a dagger in my heart. You're Klaus's lap dog. And that is all you will ever be."
"I can get you in contact with other witches- stronger witches." Elijah offered, sending a half-apologetic look in Bonnie's direction. She didn't need it though. She knew he was right.
"See, but the problem is that I no longer trust you, Elijah." Kol scowled, "You a scheming liar. Why should I believe anything you say?"
"Because I have the little blond menace out in my car waiting for you to join us." Elijah smirked. He knew that would catch Bonnie fancy.
"You brought Caroline with you?" Bonnie asked in disbelief, "Why isn't she back in Mystic Falls? Did you compel her?" fury began to bubble up inside of her, and Kol held a hand to her forearm to keep her from charging forward.
"Quite the opposite, actually. She came to the house last night, and practically rammed the door down, yelling some nonsense about the witch running off with my…@#$%…brother. Naturally, I became curious, so I knew I road trip was in order."
Without a pause, Bonnie tore past both men and ran out into the parking lot, where Caroline stood outside of Elijah's car. She had the look of impatience on her face, just like always, and Bonnie flew down the parking lot to meet her friend in a tight embrace, "What are you doing here?" she asked in disbelief.
"You really thought I was going to let you go out and see the world without me?" she chuckled, "I knew that none of us were going to make it out of that town alive, so I did what I saw was best."
"You mean getting a car with one of the people who once spear-headed a plot to kill Elena?" Bonnie laughed heartily.
"No, you were right, Bonnie. It doesn't have to be all Elena, all the time. This is me taking my life into my own hands. I knew I couldn't abandon my best friend."
"Caroline, you know we made a really big mistake ever getting involved in any of this." Bonnie laughed, shaking her head at the ridiculousness of the situation they had gotten themselves into.
"Yeah, I know." She laughed along with Bonnie and they made their way back into the diner.
"Speaking of involved," Bonnie stopped cold, a cheeky grin across her lips, "Looks like you've got your own @#$% Original now."
"Oh, don't be so judgy." Caroline choked. She looked like a deer in headlights, which only made Bonnie cackle harder.
"Any chance you're good at pool?" Bonnie asked hopelessly, "I kind of decided I would teach Kol and as it turns out, he's a fairly fast learner."
Bonnie was determined to have some normality in her life. If it was only for a fleeting second. She didn't want to talk about the murderous mother and the cold-blooded, younger brother. She just wanted to sit in the diner and play pool, pick up around six and keep on running. That was all she could see in her future from now on was running, so why not enjoy a little bit of freedom while she had it?
Bonnie began walking through the familiar, old, musty mansion. She'd come here hundreds of times to try to seek the advice of her grandmother, and at times, even Emily Bennett. Of course, she had gone under the cover of night to avoid her father's watchful eye.
Standardly known as the witch house between her and her friends, this is where she would come to connect to her ancestral line, where she would come to manifest her greater magical powers.
There was something uneasy about the atmosphere though, as if she knew something horrible was about to happen. Nonetheless, she trekked on and began the ascent up the stairs to the second level of the house.
One of the floorboards creaked underfoot and Bonnie felt an opposing hand on her shoulder. When she whirled around, she found herself face-to-face with the ever-imposing Klaus, "Hello, Love." he murmured, cocking his head to the side. His fangs were bared and his eyes were an unholy shade of red, glistening in the dark of the mansion. She knew what came next. He was going to suck her dry and leave her body for the rats to finish off.
She took off sprinting up the stairs, desperate to find an escape. She was incredibly aware of the fact that every step she took felt as if she were wading through knee-deep mud. She could barely put one foot in front of the other.
When Bonnie finally reached the top level of the house, crossing the threshold of the bedroom that had once been occupied by Emily Bennett, she slammed the door shut behind her and locked it for good measure. She fled to the far end of the room, finally release from the molasses that she had had to trek through in the stairwell. Her run was cut short when she tripped and fell headlong into a puddle of a sticky liquid. When she finally got bearings about her well enough to sit up, she gasped. She had landed in a puddle of blood.
Bonnie let out a blood-curdling cry, as she jumped back to her feet, frantically trying to scrub the blood from her skin and hair with her fingernails. She stopped dead when she realized who the blood was coming from though. There, on the ground, we're the mutilated, tortured, and staked bodies of Elijah, Kol, Caroline, and Damon. In the farthest corner of the room, another body was limply hanging from the ceiling by the neck. Elena. She had the most grotesque look of anguish. To think she died in that kind of pain sent Bonnie over the edge.
She fled back to the door that she had just locked and flung it open, praying she could summon enough power from her ancestors to ward off Klaus. Just long enough for her to get out of the house and safely to her car, "Fancy seeing you here." Klaus's voice called from behind. She couldn't bare to turn around. If she had, she would've lost what little composure she had left. She wasn't going to give him that satisfaction.
She didn't have time to devise a plan before he grabbed a handful of her crimped, black hair, pulling her head to the side, exposing her neck. She knew what came next. She let out one final cry, as he sank his fangs into her
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