Don't hate me. This is based on an original work of my own that I am having trouble with. I promise I will update my other stories soon. Pinky swear.
Caroline tugged nervously at her cloak as she followed Elena to the small house on the other end of the town her father's estate supported. Neither one noticed the shadow following them, always blending in with the surroundings when they looked around.
The house was more of a hovel, and Caroline was afraid the door would fall off when she knocked. After a few moments, the door opened and a hand extended. Caroline pulled a small pouch from the folds of her dress, and put it in the upturned hand. The hand immediately withdrew, the door slamming shut.
The two waited with bated breath, and, just when they thought they'd been fleeced, the door swung open, and they were ushered inside.
"I knew you would come, ladies." The hand turned out to be attached to a lovely, dark skinned woman, no older than they were. "I am Bonnie. What can I do for you?"
Caroline eyes Elena nervously, before speaking. "I have been having terrible nightmares, all of a sudden. I dream of a man attacking me in my bedroom, but he always leaves just before he kills me. Early this morning, I woke to a horrible pain in my neck. When I put my hand to it, I found marks, like punctures, and my fingers came away coated in blood. I went immediately to Elena for help, and she recoiled in horror, for there was blood on my lips."
A grim smile crossed Bonnie's face. "I fear those were no nightmares, my lady Caroline. You know your father has been involved in some very different activities of late? There is a sect of vampires, a rebel sect if you will, in league with the Borgias. They are unleashed on unsuspecting towns to weaken opposition. I have long been afraid that they were on their way here. As your father's only child, you are his greatest weakness, and to turn you would destroy him."
"Turn her? Into a vampire?" Elena started, snatching up Caroline's hand.
Bonnie nodded. "This man that has been visiting you, has been using you to fortify himself as he gathers information. If he has fed you his blood, it is because they intend to turn you, very soon. If you die with a vampire's blood in your system, you transition."
"How do I protect myself?"
"I can give you protection spells, and talismans, but there is only so much I can do from here. You must be on your guard. Those troops staying on your father's land? They are not men. They are supernatural beings, all of them. Your father brought them here as a line of defense, but they have their own interest in destroying this group of vampires. Go to them. Tell them what has happened. I will give you my seal so they know what you tell them is true."
The witch produced a small wooden medallion and placed it in Caroline's hand.
"Be careful. I am here if you need me, and I will send up a chant to my ancestors to protect you."
Caroline nodded gratefully, and allowed Bonnie to see her and Elena to the door.
As they returned to the fortress, the shadow materialized into the form of a striking young woman, very similar to Elena.
"I think it's time to move forward with the plan."
Back in her rooms, Caroline was wringing her hands at the thought having to go speak to the devilishly handsome soldiers taking up residence in her father's pastures.
"Caroline, you must speak to them! You know your father, he will not understand, he will do something irrational!"
"Supernatural beings, Elena! That whole field is full of SUPERNATURAL beings! That my father lied about! My whole life he has told me that vampires, and werewolves, and witches are to be afraid of, not to be trusted."
"And look who just went to get advice from a witch." Elena arched an eyebrow as Caroline closed her mouth, the apples of her cheeks turning bright red. "Your father is doing what he has to to protect this place, and now we have to protect you. Come on, let's go."
In the shadows outside of Caroline's room, Katerina waited.
Klaus leaned against a tree, watching as the witch approached him through the forest.
"Bonnie, to what do I owe the displeasure?"
"Damon Salvatore, and Katerina Petrova. I believe they, and their clan, are in the area. More than believe, I know. They have been feeding on Lord William's daughter. The signs point to her turning sooner rather than later."
Klaus growled in frustration. "Which will render Lord William useless as an ally, and set us back, AGAIN. Curse the Borgias!"
"I would that I could, Klaus, but whatever witch is working for them, is far more powerful than I, as hard as that is to believe. I told Caroline to come to you for help."
"Oh, did you, now? And why is that?"
Bonnie's lips quirked up in a half-smile. "You know why."
"Ah, your vision, of my one true love." Klaus rolled his eyes. "Sorry, love, but Lady Caroline is not my saving grace."
"Isn't she, though?" A cheeky smile transformed Bonnie's normally serious face. "Tell me, have you seen the Lady Caroline?"
"Not as of yet, no."
"Well, when you do, let me know."
Klaus shook his head and started to wave Bonnie away, when a sudden ruckus caught their attention. Through the trees, they could see a man running towards the camp from the fortress, waving his arms and screaming.
"What is he saying?" Bonnie strained to hear, but Klaus's face had already turned grim.
"The Lady Caroline is dead. And there are vampires in the village."
Without a word, Bonnie broke in to a run for the castle, and Klaus ran for his men.
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