"What is it?" She asked, with just the right amount of bravery and fear. Her knees had trembled so madly for so long that she felt as if they were just ready to give up and let her hit the ground. "What do you want from me?" She rephrased, his eyes were ice-cold, looking not at her but through her in a way that made her question her safety.

The silence on his end was brutal, and for a moment she felt like shouting only to break it. She didn't, of course. She had never been a fool.

The young witch didn't quite understand how she had ended up pinned against a tree by one of the originals — She hadn't given it much a thought for she was all the more interested in getting out of the messy situation alive. He grinned widely, baring his long, snow-white fangs and pressing his mouth to her neck, without ripping or piercing the skin in any way.

Bonnie suppressed a scream when she felt him breathing against her neck. The air was making her flesh warmer. She would have gladly given him an aneurysm if she thought she could – But with him being an original and the lack of intensity of her powers that wasn't an option, and the mere thought of this made her all the more distressed.

All the while Bonnie's hands were gripping at his shoulders, her feet kicking his knees and her head lolling from one side to another trying to fight him off. The struggle was pointless and unfair, that much she knew. He was so strong and put so little effort to restrain her she was convinced she wouldn't shake him off in a million years, not even if she became a vampire herself.

Still not coming to terms with the situation, the petite witch figured out two possibilities of what might happen to her that night. Whether she would live or not to see the end of any of them was unknown, they were both unthinkable and downright horrible. One would be, all things considered, the obvious — He was a vampire. He would feed on her, quite possibly kill her and that'd be it. The other one involved Kol taking the last piece of purity she owned and she was not quite ready to even consider it.

"You are not moving," He said against the flesh of her neck, and in that second Bonnie realized she had sunk so deep in her chain of thoughts that without even wanting to she had stopped trying to get him off of her. His words hung in the air for about a minute, "Do you want me to move?" She inquired after, and as he let out a breath she came to realize the vampire had thought she died when she stilled —this was normal, she guessed, he spent very little time talking to humans, in his mind they were fragile as porcelain and served only to be fed on.

Yet, she had recognized a tint of worry upon his voice, and it made her wonder what he wanted her alive for.

"Why are you doing this?" She asked him, she could see the moon reflected on his eyes, but that didn't make them any less cruel. "You are a Bennett witch, correct?" He spoke very quietly and with a spark of tenderness, making a strong contrast with her scared, choked-up voice. Inwardly, Bonnie asked herself if anybody would be worried because she wasn't home so late at night, but the girl knew better than anyone that nobody cared the least bit about her whereabouts so she rapidly dismissed the idea.

"Correct?" He repeated, and the girl nodded. Every passing second the rhythm of her heartbeats accelerated and for some reason she was convinced this entertained him greatly. He took a step back, liberating the girl from his restrain. Bonnie almost dropped to her knees, but surprisingly found the strength to remain standing. Every nerve in her body was demanding her to run, to get as far from Kol as she possibly could, but she knew that would be a foolish move.

"Alright, Miss Bennett," He sing-songed, with pure charm irradiating from his intriguing blue eyes, "Tell me about the cure."

"The cure?" She asked, as she rubbed her damped palms against her shorts.

"Be as thorough as you possibly can."

Bonnie was starting to panic for she had no knowledge of what he was talking about and from that moment on the seemingly cordial chit-chat they had shared since he stopped pressing her against the wood of the pine could only get uglier.

"The cure… for vampirism?" He nodded, "I don't know anything about it!" She told him, a glint of desperation upon her eyes.

"Yes." He retorted, "But you must know. You are a Bennett witch, you are the key." He told her, in a matter-of-fact kind of way. He had put all his weight on one foot, and he was balancing himself forward and backward, in a way that she believed was to make her comprehend that he could pin her against a tree and make her fear him again if he didn't get what he wanted.

"Well, I don't! I don't know anything about a cure." She said, and so he did. He grabbed her by the elbows and pulled her close to him. So close that she felt as if she were breathing the air he exhaled. "But you must know." He said, like that was the only phrase he could manage to pronounce. He pushed her against what she thought to be an oak tree and grabbed her hand with fury, sinking one of his enlarged teeth right into her index finger; she winced watching with a known horror the veins popping out on his face and his pale eyes reddening. He sucked, and she appreciated the tingling, throbbing pain this produced.

He stopped shortly after, and glanced upon her with merciless eyes that looked as if they had a life of their own. "Tell me what you know, Bonnie." He demanded.

Her fear was heart-wrenching and for a moment she found herself tempted to tell him the Salvatore brothers were after his precious cure. She was tempted to tell him that it's only purpose was to save Elena from eternity and guilt. The dark-skinned witch was so scared that she felt like spitting everything out, but she wouldn't and she didn't. Bonnie was loyal as an old dog and had a clever mouth.

"I only know that your brother wants it — Klaus." She told him, her eyes gleaming. "I don't know his reasons any better than I know yours." Bonnie continued, with a spark of fury, "Now leave me alone, or you will regret it."

"Your mouth is as pretty as it is reckless," He said, his bright eyes smiling. "That's enough for now." The vampire let go of her, and she stumbled forward due to the force of his hold. "But soon I'll be back, Bonnie, and you better have more to spill ou-"

"You are amazingly manipulative; a killer…All you are is a vampire!" She cut his speech off with rage, glancing down at the finger he had injured purposely, "Why would you even want a cure?"

"It's not for me." He told her calmly, and before she could ask him who was it for, his superior speed made him vanish into the night.


So, this is the first time I write something so long in English, hopefully it doesn't suck as much as I think it does! I'm Argentinian, so english is not my first language, and this makes the writing process a million times harder, but I thought I'd give it a shot. Reviews are greatly appreciated and extremely necessary if you guys desire me to update. I truly hope this didn't make you wince a lot, and if you noticed mistakes of any kind; grammatical or story-wise, I'd love for you guys to tell me because I am trying to learn the language and learning how to write it. Anyway, happy new year!