Chapter one: Smashed.
Author's Note: This is based off of Buffy the vampire slayer, season six.
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"You do too much magic, Bonnie! You're either popping us in strange countries if you need a break or cleaning up the place with magic. It's starting to get annoying and out of hand."
Bonnie shook her head, her brown curls going every which way as she looked at Jeremy. She reached out for him, to grab onto him and never let go, but he swatted her hand away, pulling himself from her. He dug in his pockets, grabbing for the item within that started the conversation and threw it on the bed as they stood in their room.
"You took away my memory. You technically raped my mind. You brought back Caroline and nearly got yourself killed and then made us all forget she was in heaven. You need to decide. Me or that?" He pointed at the small flower that he had threw on the bed. Bonnie looked at him with pain in her eyes, shaking her head. She tried to reach for him again, but he pulled away from her, shaking his head as she had.
"I will not be part of your mind games anymore. I've dealt with this for an entire year. I've seen you get stronger. I've seen the pain that it causes you and yet you continue. Do you want to die?"
Bonnie finally opened her mouth. She didn't want Jeremy to leave but couldn't give up magic. They needed it and Caroline needed her. Without her, Caroline could have died on numerous occasions and even when she had. She had brought her back.
"Look Jeremy, I can't give up on it. I can't break away for what I've been practicing for years. It's a part of me. You either accept me as I am or don't."
Jeremy was taken aback by her answer. He couldn't believe the nerve, but he said nothing. His mouth dropped though in shock. But he turned on his heel, leaving out of the room, stopping at the door to look at Bonnie. "I guess this is good bye."
It was over between them. Bonnie knew. She held her face tight as she heard his boots clunk along the floor of her house, heading for outside. She waited till he closed the door, well slammed it, before she reacted. She hit the floor as if she had been stabbed and clutched her heart. She doubled over in emotional pain and cried.
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"Maybe he'll come back, Bonnie. Its Elena's brother we're talking about here. He loves you. He's like your little lap dog." Bonnie's best friend nudged her as they walked through the cemetery. Her brown hair was pulled back into a messy ponytail. Her shirt was too big and her pants were too baggy. They were his clothes and she didn't want to give them up.
She stalked the cemetery with Caroline, the slayer, keeping her occupied while they talked and it was mostly because Bonnie needed Caroline's advice. She would have went to Elena, her other best friend, but she was too worried about her upcoming wedding to care about other matters.
"Care, you didn't see him. He looked like he just didn't want too anymore, with me. He's gone."
Caroline shook her head, rolling her eyes slightly as Bonnie spoke of her break up with Jeremy. She wanted to say it was sort of Bonnie's fault with all the magic she had been doing lately, but didn't want to cause harm to her friend so, she kept her mouth shut and listened out for vampires that lurked through the night.
And just as if she had wished for it, one popped out, with several others. She held out her hand to hold Bonnie still, inhaling in the cool night air deeply before rushing at the four of them. She struck fast with her fist, hitting one in the face, knocking him back, knocking two with him. They all fell, leaving just one.
She brought out her stake from the sleeve of her jacket and aimed it at the other vampire, her movements just as fast as any of theirs. She swung for his head, but he leaned back, taunting her with his demonic face. He wasn't paying attention when she brought her stake down, hitting him square in the heart. She ripped her stake from his flesh and moved on to the other three, ignoring him as he grabbed at his heart, falling to the ground, shriveling up.
The other three circled around her, trying to trap her in, but she made quick work of them, flipping over the nearest one, kicking him in his back to have him stumbling forward. The other two came at her, wanting to do quick work of her as the other was distraction and before they could take another step, they found themselves bursting into flames, falling to their knees, all of them were on fire and Caroline wiped her brow, pulling herself to a stand.
"Bonnie, what the hell was that?"
Bonnie looked up, her hands out in front of her as she continued her spell, making the vampires vanish into nothing but ashes that were brushed away by the cool breeze. She let her hands fall by her sides.
"I was trying to help, Caroline. I know we can't have anymore girl talk unless they're killed so I did it for you." She paused, her smile turning brighter as she continued. "Now, let's go to your house and eat cookie dough ice cream with horror movies." She nodded, running to Caroline to join her side, feeling slightly woozy from using all that power.
Caroline walked with Bonnie, putting her stake away, shrugging, sort of pissed that Bonnie had done that and glad. She was tired anyway.
She had encountered Klaus earlier and he had sent his hybrids after her.
He may have been the hottest hybrid she had ever seen, well the only one, but his baby hybrids were strong and nearly knocked her on her ass. And she assumed that he had only done that, because of the two times they had kissed and the fact he couldn't hit her. One was of Matt finding a necklace and had everyone singing out their feelings and they just kissed. The second was because of Bonnie's memory spell. They had thought they were lovers because Caroline had him pinned to the ground when it happened.
"Alright, just this once, Bonnie, but don't do that again."
Bonnie nodded. She understood.
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Apparently, she hadn't. It seemed an entire week had passed since Bonnie and Jeremy's breakup and Bonnie still wasn't finished with her emotional pain.
Caroline loved her dearly, but it was beyond annoying. She killed every vampire that they crossed before Caroline could lift her fist.
She was so sexual frustrated and wanted to hit something or someone so bad that she crept out of her own house before Bonnie came over to get a fight in since she couldn't have sex, but nope. Bonnie always found her and told her the exact same sentence each time. "I killed all the vampires. Want to talk some more?"
Caroline nodded, making her way back in the house. She was beyond annoyed with the situation and was even itching for Klaus to pop up with his hybrids. She was still waiting for their fight of doom.
Maybe, one day, she'd fight him and it'd be worth it.
Hopefully, Bonnie couldn't burn and melt his ass as she had done the others.
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"Well well, Caroline we met again."
Caroline turned. She was walking towards the cemetery, deciding to get some kills in. It was way before her designated time but Bonnie was still at work and looking up more information on Klaus's hybrids and Klaus himself. Which gave her perfect reason to go patrol, Bonnie would be too occupied to not come.
And she was glad. Caroline only had to think about herself when she was around Klaus, about watching out for herself and Bonnie probably would have tried to turn him into egg or mush.
"I haven't seen you in two days. I'm shocked, personal record for the stalker."
Klaus straightened, his eyes looking down at her, fire burning through them.
"I'm not stalking you, Caroline. I was watching from a far as the little witch set fire to my hybrids and the lackey vampires that run the place. I was hoping to catch you alone, in fact." His arms went behind his back, his hands clasped in one another as he walked around Caroline, sizing her up. She followed his every move. She wasn't sure what to expect.
"Why catch me alone? You can't hit me, ever since those soldiers put that chip in your head. You're worthless and sorry."
Klaus stopped directly in front of her, his jaw tense with anger. Caroline put her foot back, watchful, honing out her surroundings, wondering if he had any more hybrids to attack her with.
"I'll have my moment, Caroline. I'll get rid of it and then we'll battle to the death or do some other activities." His eyes raked over her body and she shivered, his eyes were so intense.
Caroline arched a brow, her head tilted; trying not to notice how well he looked in his black leather jacket and jeans. His muscles showing through the tight shirt he wore nearly had her gasping for air.
"In your dreams, hybrid boy. I'm not touching you ever again. My lips shall never meet yours."
And just to keep her mind on the task, she punched him, square in the nose. He stumbled slightly, in reflex his own arm coming out to swipe her across her face. She fell to the ground and he waited for the headache to come, he waited, his body tense and then, nothing happen.
He looked at Caroline. She was shaking off the hit, coming to a stand. He quickly reacted throwing his head back in pain, groaning.
She pulled herself up and back handed him, sending him to his knees, facing him away from her.
"You are a thing, Klaus, an evil disgusting thing." She walked off, continuing to shake her head and was grateful that the chip was holding him back. She was sure he'd tear her into two. He was the only monster she ever faced that matched her blow to blow.
And as she walked away, she never saw the small smirk that crossed his features.
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Caroline was about done with Bonnie. They were at Bonnie's house, watching movies, again. They were Jeremy's favorites. Bonnie was crying and rambling incoherently. Caroline sighed, digging into her plate of ice cream, trying to find her mind something else to lean on besides Bonnie. And then she ventured off to Klaus and their encounter three days ago.
She hadn't seen him since and was not worried about him, because if he finally had left town, then she was down to head towards the nearest club and party her ass off, but she had a feeling he was still lurking in the shadows, plotting as always.
Bonnie turned to her. She was laid out on the floor in her night gown, but had sat up to look at Caroline.
"Caroline, I'm going to go to bed. Sorry for making you stay so late. It's near one."
Caroline smiled, trying not to show how ecstatic she was that Bonnie was finally going to bed. She pulled off the covers, standing tall in her red sleeveless tank and short black skirt. She had plans to go to the club, but Bonnie had called her over, wanting some friend time. She rolled her eyes. She would have to walk home, looking like as she had and hoped that some vampire was looking for a pounding.
God that sounded so wrong
She shook her head and headed for the door, pretending to yawn; letting Bonnie know she was too tired and would go home. Bonnie kissed her on her cheek, cut off the movie and went up to bed. Caroline closed the door behind her, stretching her tense muscle, planning on where to go for her patrol.
Her phone ranged. She checked to answer and was surprised at the caller.
"You're calling me on the phone?"
His thick accent was heard heavy into the phone and she felt a deep shiver go through her as she stood on the steps of Bonnie's house. It sounded all low and husky like.
"Well, slayer, I just thought I'd check up on you. I have some information on some rogue hybrids of mine. I can't catch them all by myself. I thought you'd need a good work out."
The idea was tempting.
"What do you want in return for my services, hybrid boy?" She had to let him know who was boss, because if he was leading her into a trap. She was not going to be pleased.
He inhaled deeply. She knew it riled him up when she called him that.
"Nothing, just to get rid of them, Caroline. I require nothing else. I heard they hang around the abandoned cabin deep into the woods. Have fun, sweetheart."
He hung up before she could say a word. She slid her phone into her skirt pocket, turning to her left to head to the abandoned cabin, she knew the location well. She caught people having sex there all the time when she was chasing her kills.
If she couldn't dance off her sexual frustration or have random sex for the matter. She was down to kill a couple of Klaus's pathetic hybrids. She was down for a long night.
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She heard nothing as she looked around the grounds. There was no laughter or moaning to be heard. She rolled her eyes. Klaus was leading her into a trap.
"That little liar when I get my hands on him. I'm going to kill him."
She heard laughter from the woods. She turned to face the noise.
It was Klaus; he was stepping from the shadows. His eyes were staring into her.
She held back her shiver, anger crossing her features.
"I'm not a liar. I said there was some rogue hybrids."
She looked around; felt out with her slayerness powers and felt nothing but them.
"I don't feel them Klaus. I just feel you."
He smirked. "I am the rogue hybrid."
He threw something at her and she stepped back, her boot heels crunching the wet leaves beneath her feet as she dodged it. When it hit the ground, she looked down to check it. It was silver. She bent over, her breast pushing together in the tight top and Klaus tried his best not to look as she looked at what he had thrown.
She gasped, looking back up, pulling herself to a stand, leaving it on the ground where it had fallen. "You took it out? How?" Her eyes raked over him, taking him in as she waited for a reply.
He took a step closer, chuckling. "I know a wolf who knew a doctor. He wanted to be a hybrid so I helped him and he helped me. My first plan after it was removed was to come back to this pitiful town and kill you and then wreck havoc before I depart."
She swallowed hard, feeling around for a stake and felt nothing.
His features darken and then he came at her, blurring at her with speed. She waited for the attack, knowing he'd hit her in her stomach like the first time they had fought, but no. She got hit in the chin. She fell back on her back. She groaned in pain.
He stood over her, smirking even more as he leaned over to grab at her, one hand around her neck. He held her up high, looking into her blue eyes as she struggled. "Remember that pathetic nickname you call me, no more, blondie." He used all his strength and threw her to the ground. She held back the scream that nearly ripped from her throat. He took a step back, waiting for her to get up. "Come on, I want to kill you fair and square."
That pissed her off. She waited for a second before flipping herself back up, her blonde hair whipping wildly behind her, leaves clinging to her ends as she turned her hands into fist.
"Come on, hybrid boy." She taunted him, coming at him soon after, throwing a fist out to hit him in the face. He stumbled back, laughing.
"This isn't funny." She swung at him with her leg, ready to roll right after it hit him, but he caught her leg and grabbed her ankle, swinging her around before letting her go.
She groaned even louder, sliding down the wall of the cabin as she made impact with it. She closed her eyes, completely forgetting what was happening. He shook his head and stalked forward.
"I forgot to mention I had something to eat. She was a weak little thing." He grabbed at her, bringing her back up. His eyes looking over her state and the cabin wall behind her. It was close into breaking. "I hate this cabin. It is pathetic as you are." He chuckled loudly, mocking her, taunting her before throwing her straight into it.
The wall broke and fell as she rolled along the floor. Her back meet the edge of the table. She arched her back from it, groaning in pain. Her hands etched into the table as she looked at him.
He stepped through the rumble, kicking it with his foot.
"Pity, I was hoping this was going to be an all nighter, pitiful slayer."
Her eyebrows drawn together in anger and she pushed herself off from the table, sending the old plates rattling as she came at him, leaping into the air with kicks coming soon after. He fell from the impact and she jumped on top of him, pinning him to the ground, her fists coming at his face. He chuckled the entire time before he felt his nose break. He used one of his hands to push at her forehead, knocking her off.
He sat up, rubbing at his nose, licking at the blood that leaked onto his lips. She sat up, her hair a wild mess on her head as she looked at him, pulling herself to a slow stand.
"This is going to be amusing." He fixed his nose, the small crack bounced along the cabin and then, he was coming at her.
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Bonnie lay in her bed, staring at the picture that she and Jeremy had taken a year ago. They were hugged up. He was kissing her neck and she was staring at the camera laughing. She sniffled, running her slender finger along him, missing him dearly and then it hit her.
He could come back if he noticed that she had changed. She couldn't just let him go. She swallowed hard as she jumped out of bed, grabbing for her items, setting them out along her wooden floor. She moved the candles into a circle around her, bracing herself, as she prepared the spell.
She had done it countless times to enemies that needed questioning. She would make him reveal the truth. The last time they had spoken, he said he regret ever dating her. She hadn't told Caroline or Elena that. She didn't want to them to worry. She grabbed for what she needed blindly, already knowing where everything was. If magic caused this then she was going to fix it, with magic.
She needed to know the truth. She was sure once she knew the truth, she'd move on from Jeremy.
She was sure.
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Caroline gripped onto Klaus's fingers tightly, trying to get him from off her neck. He was set between her legs as she sat on the kitchen counter. He was trying to choke her in all fun. He was chuckling, mocking her with his demonic strength. She tapped the back of her head against the counter, the items falling along the floor, breaking as she struggled to grab for something.
He pressed himself tighter to her, digging his thumbs into her flesh.
She felt her lower body grow warm as she felt his erection against her underwear.
"Well, I heard slayers got turned on when they fought but didn't think it was true."
She spat back at him. "I could say how disgusting you are with you pressed against me."
Klaus scoffed, circling his hips, his arousal was rubbing her through her underwear and she couldn't help but let a low moan escape her lips.
"You want me, admit it. You think about me between your legs, your heels digging into my flesh. You want it."
She shook her head, leaning up as she best as she could. Her lips an inch from his and she said with the coolest coldest voice. "Never, you…" Before she could finish, he pressed his lips to hers, silencing her.
His hands letting go of her neck as he deepened the kiss, pressing himself tighter against her.
She was caught off guard for a moment before she gave in, opening her mouth to welcome him, her tongue gliding along his lips, tempting his to come out. Her hands came at his jacket, pushing it off his arms and onto the floor. He whipped his tongue along hers, his hands moving underneath her body to lift her up and him, pulling himself to a complete stand as he stumbled backwards.
Their lips never parted when he bumped into the table, leaning back. Her arms came out and threw everything off of it, knocking down the cracked glass and the rest of things that had littered there. She pushed her breast against him, grinding herself onto him, moaning in his mouth.
He growled, the friction was torture for him in his tight jeans. He lifted himself up and changed positions, breaking the kiss to slam her onto the table, unzipping his pants as he looked down at her, pure fire burning in his eyes.
She looked back at him with fire, lifting up her legs to slide off her underwear, throwing it on the floor, exposing herself to him.
His nostrils flared as her arousal perfumed the room. He growled even deeper, banging one hand onto the table near her head as he shook off his jeans, undoing them quickly.
He grasped his length in his hands, stroking himself as he pressed himself to her.
She locked her legs around him, securing him in place. He smirked, chuckling before catching her in a kiss once more, attacking her lips with teeth and tongue. She returned it right back, rolling her hips, wanting him inside of her. Their fight was already past; all she could think about was the lust, the want, the need.
He waited no longer, running his hard flesh around her damp folds, coating himself in her juices before sliding into her.
She broke the kiss to let out a soft moan, her face contorted into shock and surprise as he stretched her. He let his other hand fall by her head, holding her there as he stared into her blue eyes, studying her reaction. Her hands came up to dig in his shirt, her legs locking tighter around his waist as he pulled out completely to surge forward, his belt slapping against his boots was the only sound he heard as he thrusted into her, over and over.
Her moans increased each time he thrusted into her, his balls smacking against her ass cheeks as her walls clenched and unclenched him. He groaned as she moaned, his forehead resting onto hers as he stared in her eyes. She gripped him tightly, rolling her hips along his length, moaning as filled her, loving how much he stretched her. It hurt but never felt so damn good to be stretched like this.
She pulled herself up to a sit, pulling him to her and rolling over, him on his back on the table. He fixed them, adjusting them both so he could lay out, his eyes bore into hers as she straddled him, rocking them both into pure ecstasy.
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