This is one of my first fanfics, and was just a random idea I came up with while talking to a friend. I decided to make a crossover with Bonnie from The Vampire Diaries, and Babydoll from Sucker Punch. It's not the best, but I kinda like it. I hope other people like it, too.
None of the characters belong to me. They're all from The CW, Warner Brothers, LJ Smith, and Zack Snyder's mind.

Chapter One:

It's raining outside again, and the trees outside my bedroom window make the sky look gloomier than it is. Elena and Caroline are both busy tonight, so it's just me hanging out by myself. Alone time wasn't exactly the worst thing in the world for me. It gave me time to work on my magic, and helped me focus on things.

My grimoire felt like it was humming in my lap as I did a basic spell. I was trying to levitate things and put them back down without breaking them. So far it was going great. The jewelry box was hovering a few inches off my dresser, with some necklaces swaying from the sides. I went to set it back down gently when my phone went off. Of course it came back down with a thud. I looked at my phone to see a text message from Stefan.

I know you're probably busy, but I really need your help with something. Can you swing by the boarding house?

I sighed, getting the feeling that he needed me to do some spell to help save Elena. I love the girl and all, but things between us are a bit strained at the moment. Ever since she sent Jeremy away I've been annoyed with her. When she didn't come looking for me after I got kidnapped by my own mother, that just made it worse. I know she was trying to help Stefan, but she didn't even text to see if I was okay.

Even though I didn't exactly want to, I told him I'd be there in ten minutes. I grabbed my grimoire, purse, and headed for my car. The rain wasn't too bad, so I wasn't struggling to see or anything. In fact, the sound of the raindrops hitting my windshield was quite peaceful. I knew I was close when I reached the familiar winding in the road. Soon enough, the house came into view as I pulled in towards the driveway.

When I shut the car off, I noticed Stefan was the only one home. That was nice to know, since I wasn't exactly in the mood to deal with Damon's smartass remarks. I grabbed my stuff and headed for the door.

Stefan must've been waiting for me to get there, since he opened the door before I even reached the front step. It didn't surprise me at all that he had a worried look on his face. I've grown used to seeing him so broody that I almost forget what his happy face looks like.

"Thanks for coming, I didn't know who else to call." He said, leaning against the doorframe in a grey tank top and jeans. He turned around to go back in the house when I walked up to the door.

Closing it behind me, I saw him turn around. His expression quickly grew confused as he looked at me. I folded my arms across my chest before I said anything. "What's going on, Stefan? Did Elena do something-"

He interrupted me with a quick shake of his head. "No, this has nothing to do with Elena or any vampire business." He looked behind him into the living room, then back at me. Finally, he said, "I found this girl... She was sitting at a booth in the back of the Grill. I don't know what happened to her or anything. I didn't see who might've brought her there or anything and she won't speak. She just looks like she's... not here anymore." He looked genuinely worried about this girl's safety, so I walked in the room she was in.

My face instantly fell when I saw her sitting on the couch. She's older than me, but looks so young. All she had on was a dark grey dress and black flat shoes. Stefan had draped a blanket over her shoulders to keep her warm. Her blonde hair was in pigtails, and her lips were chapped. What stood out to me the most were her big brown eyes. They looked they were everywhere else but in this room.

She didn't seem to react to Stefan's presence, or mine. I sat down on the couch next to her and she still didn't move. I tried touching her shoulder, but she just leaned her head to the side.

"Hey," I said, not knowing what I was even going to say to her that might help. She kept the same expression on her face. "I know you must be scared, but we want to help you. What's your name?" I tried asking basic questions, so she wouldn't freak out or anything. I looked at her again, but she still didn't move.

Stefan looked at me with concern, and said, "I don't know what's wrong with her. She seems like she's in shock. She won't talk or move. I didn't want to force her to walk all way here, so I carried her when I got her out of the Grill."

I bit my lip, not knowing how to react to that. I tried pushing a strand of her wet hair away from her face, but she was still as a statue. Looking at her face, I started to notice something. Not only was she not reacting to anything that was happening around her, she also wasn't doing anything. She was breathing, but other than that, she wasn't doing anything at all. There was no fidgeting, no clutching the blanket, no itch to scratch. That's when I looked into her eyes again and noticed.

"Stefan," I started, still looking at her eyes. "I think I might know why she's not responsive to anything."

He walked over and stood in front of us, his brow furrowed in confusion. He didn't say anything, I guess since he was waiting for me to say something first.

I looked back at the girl and said, "Her eyes... They look like they're not here with us. She's not spaced out at all. So the only other explanation I can think of is that... She's not here with us, either."