Chapter: 1. Out Of The Ashes...
Warnings: None at the moment.
Summary: Alaric returns after heading out to help a fellow hunter after a unexplained house fire. Bonnie and Elena help him sort through the things he collected from the scene, and Bonnie finds something of interest. A tan trench coat. She knows she should put it back, but something compels her to keep it. *Spoilers for season seven of Supernatural*
Note(1): So, here's a The Vampire Diaries/Supernatural crossover. As one of the fans that hated how they had written out Cas, even though I have a feeling that they aren't done with him yet, I decided to write a fanfiction. This takes place in season seven for Supernatural, and a kind of AU for The Vampire Diaries, could be in season 2. It sounds confusing, but I'll try and make it as easy to follow as I can. Enjoy!
So Clear, So Unheard.
Chapter 1.
Out Of The Ashes...
The box smelt of smoke and ash, Elena and Alaric looking through a few of the boxes. Alaric hadn't said much about Bobby, but he had heard about the fire and decided to go and see what he could salvage for his friend. So far, there wasn't much. Books were burnt along with many other resources. Bonnie placed the box she was holding down on a table, pulling it open. It contained some books that were pretty burnt up, Alaric had grabbed what wasn't ash, though most of the books weren't holding together, falling apart in Bonnie's hands. Most of them weren't even readable.
Bonnie pulled out another book from the box, placing it down on the table beside her. She paused when her hand brushed over the fabric of some clothing. She pulled it out of the box, the coat unfolding. It was the most intact thing she had seen so far, despite the fact that it was darkened with ash and looked worn. She would have placed it down, telling Alaric that she found something that was still useable, but something stopped her.
She got a rush, similar to the feeling she gets when she touches vampires or when she get a vision of something. She didn't see anything, but that feeling was there. She just stared at it, looking at the black stains along with a red ones that coloured the coat.
"Bonnie?" Elena asked, snapping Bonnie back down to reality. "You okay?" she noticed the coat she was holding, and the look on her friend's face. "Did you see something?"
"No." Bonnie said, refolding the coat, placing it back down on the table. "I'm just a little tired, I must have zoned out for a moment." she lied, noticing the look Elena was giving her.
"Bonnie-"
"-Did you find anything?" Bonnie asked abruptly, wanting to change the subject.
"Not really, maybe a book or two. Alaric is fighting a losing battle here." Elena said, crossing her arms across her chest as she looked over at the vampire hunter/history teacher. "I would have given up a long time ago, actually."
Bonnie nodded, turning back to her box. She could feel Elena's gaze on her for the rest of the few hours they stayed there.
I should return this to Alaric. Bonnie thought to herself, the folded trench coat in her hands. I had no right taking it.
She paused, placing the coat down on her bed as she sat cross legged on her bed. Her dark eyes looked it over again, studying it as if it was going to suddenly burst out some dangerous power. There was some energy about the coat, that was for sure.
She sighed, picking up the coat again and placed it on her lap. She curled her fingers in the fabric of the tan coat, closing her eyes and concentrated. She tried to channel her energy, forcefully trying to pick up on anything the coat's energy was giving off.
Her breathing slowed as she saw...something. It was quick, barely there. A flash of an image, but it was dark and gone too quickly for her to understand what it was. She heard whispers, she couldn't make out what they were saying. They sounded like they weren't even in English. Latin, maybe? She heard them start to fade, Bonnie opening her eyes.
Castiel. Was the last word she heard before the silence of her room was all she heard.
Bonnie pulled the coat off of her lap and placed it down on the bed as she stood up quickly, staring at the piece of clothing. She walked over to the table she placed her phone down on, picking it up and flicking through the contacts. Her tanned finger paused over Elena's name, wondering what she would tell her.
Haunted coat? She thought to herself, the idea sounding more funny than the reality of the situation. Besides, it had nothing to do with vampires. At least, at the moment it didn't seem important. Maybe it was charmed, or something.
Bonnie made a mental note to take a look at one of her Grams' grimiores to see if anything like this was mentioned.
She was going to burst. She felt like she was going to explode, rocking on the verge of blacking out. She thought that the power of those hundred witches were bad, but this...
She could feel them moving around inside her, she didn't know what they were, but they were overwhelming her. Her eyes lifted up, her dream self meeting the reflection in the mirror. A pair of blue eyes stared back at her, that tanned coat on his shoulders. Bonnie stared at the man in the mirror, a growing sense of horror gripping her tighter.
Souls...
"Let us out."
Bonnie's eyes shot open, her hands gripping at the fabric of the shirt she was sleeping in. She was gasping, starting to relax that she was safe in her room. That it was dream.
Her eyes moved over to where the coat sat on a small table in her room, Bonnie's hand resting on her stomach.
She needed to get rid of that thing, first thing she was going to drop it off on Alaric's doorstep. There was something wrong with it, and the sooner it's off her hands, the better.
Note(2): So, here's the first chapter. The first few chapters will have more Vampire Diaries characters, but it will start to mix in with Supernatural even more very soon. Please, let me know what you think of this idea, if it's worth continuing. Flames are welcome. :)