Dear Reader: This is my very first Vampire Diaries fan fic and after the disappointment of what felt like a rushed TVD Finale and the death of my favorite warlock we love to hate Kai Parker, I felt motivated to start a new fic. This is not going to follow Canon as I like to deviate from script as often as possible; however this prologue begins in the prison world after Damon has already returned to Mystic Falls. There is a one year time skip that will begin in the next chapter. Like any writer I absolutely enjoy your reviews and would love to get some feedback from you guys. Hope you enjoy Chickadees! -sdwash27

PROLOGUE

"Bon Bon," he called to her pacing the halls of the Salvatore mansion brandishing the knife he had used to gut his twin that murderous afternoon in May of 94.

He had grown weary of the Bennett witch and her reluctance to aide him in his escape from his very own personal hell, a prison in which he'd spent the last eighteen years banished to relive the day he unequivocally murdered four of his siblings with the intent to murder them all.

"Have a little pity on me Bon Bon; I only want what you desire, a way out of this hell hole."

He continued down the corridor searching for the little witch who did not want to be found. He knew she was near; he could feel her magic drawing him to her; inviting him to taste just a bit of the sweetest magic he had ever known. He shut his eyes and listened in the quiet of the mansion; smiling wryly as he heard the whispering chants of his desired.

"Oh Bonnie," he laughed knocking over a display of useless trinkets and distasteful photographs of the Salvatore clan. "Come out Come out wherever you are?"

He stopped directly in front of an old linen closet sensing that the chase had come to an end. He opened the door boggled by the bareness it bore; he was certain he would find his little witch kneeling before him in place of nothing.

"Looking for me?"

He turned around to face the woman behind the voice; she was standing just a few feet in front of him not nearly close enough to siphon some of her magic.

"Why yes…. so kind of you to make it."

"My pleasure," she said with a smile of her own staring right into his menacing dark eyes.

Kai took a step forward walking cautiously toward the determined witch; he did not trust her frail attempt of civility knowing she would strike him at the first chance she got.

"Ah Sha Lana," she reigned sending a wave of pain towards her predator rendering him to the floor. "Don't you come any closer."

"Aaaaaaagggh," Kai wailed holding his palms against the temples of his skull.

"I love it when you play hard to get," he managed to say through clenched teeth, as the pain had begun to convulse violently against the walls of his skull.

"You're insane."

"Only for you Baby."

"Ugh… What do you want Kai?" she screamed throwing him backwards and into the closet door with the wave of her hand.

Kai winced as he tried to gather himself up from the floor, sliding his back against the wall for support.

"Aaaaaaagggh," he cried once more touching the freshly open gash on his forehead before shooting the witch a piercing glare.

"You know what I want Bonnie. Really it's a win-win situation for the both of us. All you have to do is provide me a small amount of your blood and say a couple of witchy lines and BAM! We're free. Simple stuff."

Bonnie let out a deafening laugh finding it hard to believe that Kai Parker actually thought she would help him escape the prison world designed to keep psychopaths like him away from good innocent people.

"Don't you know I would never let you out of here Kai; you are evil to its core; rotten, soulless and cruel. No way."

"Awww Bon you know me so well, but you're forgetting one little thing. I have the ascendant…. Which means I'm your ticket out of here hot cakes."

"I won't help you even if it means being stuck here for the rest of eternity. At least I'd be doing the world a favor by keeping you locked away."

"My My My. I'm touched that you would sacrifice your freedom to keep little old me company, but I'm not the least bit surprised."

"What do you mean?"

"Only that you are who you are Bonnie. You make sacrifices for the greater good and for those you love; you die, you lose, and you die some more. I wouldn't expect anything less of you."

"Go to hell Kai," Bonnie screamed unable to resist the urge to spit at his gorgeously terrifying face.

"Haven't you learned by now that this is my hell?"

He wiped the saliva from his face smiling deviously beneath her shadow. She'd stupidly drawn to him in a fit of her emotions as he expected the young witch to do giving him the advantage he needed to gain control. He grabbed the witch by the wrist reveling in the power that flowed through his veins and pinned her against the wall securing his leg underneath hers so that she could not move. He could feel her petite frame wiggling beneath him, fighting him even now that she had been absorbed of her power.

"Oh stop it Bonnie, you know how much the fight turns me on," he teased purposely leaning forward so that their lips were merely centimeters apart.

Seconds passed before either of them acknowledged the silence that had gone between them; both unable to admit the looming attraction that hid behind their mutual disdain for one another.

"You're sick," she spoke sharply bringing her assailant back to reality.

"Ouch," he quipped feeling only a tiny ping of remorse as he buried the sacrificial knife into Bonnie's midsection.

He met her gaze unable to overlook the utter shock behind her pain stricken eyes. Her arms found his shoulders reaching for something to support her weight before her body collapsed beneath him. Her short locks hung over her face as Kai lifted her weight over his shoulder and carried her into the bedroom she had occupied for the last four months. He carefully lied her body on the surface of the bed propping her head back against the head board so that he could take a closer look at her wound. He made sure not to cut her too deep deciding that a superficial cut just passed the surface of the skin would serve its purpose. He only needed her blood and now that he had her magic he could complete the ritual on his own. He glanced at the clock on the wall; it was a half passed three which meant he had another two hours to spare before the next eclipse. He easily had enough time to perform a quick healing spell on the witch he somehow couldn't leave for dead. He gently lifted her t-shirt just above her wound barely able to identify the phrase exposed in Bold Pink letters now tainted with blood.

"Life Sucks," he read aloud agreeing that sadly for Bonnie this was true.

He placed his hand on the cut that was at least two inches wide closing his eyes as he focused her power to the source of her pain. He had little experience with healing spells but with the power of a Bennett it somehow came natural to him. He opened his eyes amazed that her wound had already begun to regenerate new skin, not even leaving a scar once it had healed. She'd healed almost as fast as a vamp Kai thought, wondering what it would be like to own this magnitude of power for himself. His eyes settled on the beautiful witch that made his heart thump at the sight of her; sometimes he didn't know whether to kill her or to kiss her. This obsession he had for her drove him crazy which made him wonder if killing her would be the better option; at least then he could put an end to the ridiculous notion to feel. Feelings. He hadn't the patience or the desire for any emotion other than hate. Still he couldn't resist tucking a strand of her chestnut colored hair behind her ear so that her face could be seen.

"Damn it Kai," he muttered under his breath taking back possession of his hand.

He needed to put some distance between himself and the Bennett witch and what better way to do so then to finish what he had started and leave her to face this prison alone. It was cruel he knew and she would hate him now more than she ever had, but he had a coven to conquer and the witch would only deter him from what needed to be done. He instinctively brought her frail hand to his lips kissing it once over before uttering six meaningful words.

"Until we meet again my witch."