Haunted
1. A Second Chance:
He could not believe his bad luck. First the Bennet witch had tricked him into being trapped in this bloody boiler room the whole time he was able to be back from the other side, unraveling all of his plans for revenge against his murderers. Then the very woman that he had been so driven to exact revenge on had walked right into the room he was trapped in. It wouldn't have been easier to kill her if she had arrived gift wrapped and with something wooden and pointy. Just when he had her right where he wanted her, beneath him with his hands wrapped around her neck crying out in pain, the damned ghost witch had dropped the veil and he had been banished once again to the other side. Where he could only observe his family and friends muddle through their lives. He was not able to contact anyone on that side either. He floated through space alone and useless wishing he would either move on or cease to exist all together. Screaming his rage at being yanked back through the veil, he was shocked when no one other than Bonnie Bennet herself appeared in front of him. "What the hell do you want witch?" He spat at her, walking a slow deadly circle around her. "You already got your martyristic little way. We're all back to being ghosts. What else could you possibly want now?" Bonnie rolled her emerald eyes at the over dramatic vampire before her. "I'm here to offer you a second chance. I'm gone for now and someone needs to take over the protection of Mystic Falls against Silas. He is not gone, he is still among the citizens there. I'm giving you my magic, well enough to bring you back to life. You in?"
Kol blinked at her for a second before he chuckled. "Hell yes I'm in. But what's the catch? I know you witches always have one, you are a Bennet after all." Bonnie bit her lip and then looked up at Kol. "You cannot take any more innocent lives. You feed, heal, and erase their memory, find willing donors, or take up the animal blood or blood bag diet. You kill an innocent unless its for the cause, then the deal's off and you're right back here; to nothing." Kol rolled his eyes at the witch and then shrugged. "While your terms are a complete buzz kill, I can agree to them. Come on then, let's get me alive, well undead again!"
The spell took a short while in the ghostly plane and soon Kol was walking out of that cursed boiler room, hell bent on getting into the empty Mikaelson mansion when he heard a commotion coming from the football field.
Cressi Davies giggled as she followed the young man into the abandoned football stadium of the local high school. Graduation had been held just that afternoon and some items of trash and a few red graduation caps that were overlooked still littered the field in spots. Wincing slightly as her high heel hit an aluminum soda can, she bent down to remove her turquoise heels, tiptoeing over to her date. Harry Wixton winked at her before chugging the last of his beer and throwing the bottle to the ground. "I thought you said there was gonna be a party here! I'm bored!" She complained, twirling a strand of brunette hair around a pale finger. Harry chuckled as he drunkenly stumbled over to her. "Hey baby, we can party right here, I don't mind doing it in public." He leered at her as he slid one strap of her lime green and turquoise bandana print dress off her shoulder. "Baby!" She scolded him, swatting his hand away. He turned away from her for a minute, picking up the broken beer bottle. "What's the matter, I won't biteā¦that hard!" He grinned maliciously as he pushed her into the cool, hard metal of the supports under the bleachers, his hand on her throat and his face finally revealing who he was. The broken beer bottle getting dangerously close to cutting her throat.
Kol quickly hurried to a short distance from the couple, figuring that he would need to step in to save the girl's life. Yes, this was Mystic Falls but it was doubtful that every single girl had met a vampire before. He braced himself waiting for the girl's ear piercing scream as she gazed into the once handsome face of her date all sharp fangs and blood filled eyes grinding her back against the metal hard enough to make her cry out pitifully. The bottle starting to slice slowly into her skin. He waited for that scream, but it never came. Instead, just as he was about to interfere, the young woman grabbed the vampire by the throat and began to squeeze hard. Harder than even the hold he had had her in. The vampire grew weaker and weaker the longer she touched him, and when he was barely able to stand, she opened her mouth, revealing a pair of glistening fangs and silver colored eyes and bit down into his neck. Drinking a little, she snapped his neck when she was done, dropping him to the ground. Grabbing a wooden baseball bat that was lying under the bleachers, she slammed it against the bleachers, causing it to splinter and ring throughout the stadium. Plunging the makeshift stake into the unconscious vampire's heart, she watched him turn grey before she slipped her shoes back on and made her way out from under the bleachers, wiping her mouth delicately, licking any traces of blood from her lips. She was halfway out of the field, when Kol grabbed her hand and spun her around.
Cressi did scream this time, shocked that someone had seen her, and more so shocked that she had not been able to sense anyone but the vampire she had just fed off of and then killed..in front of this stranger. Licking her lips nervously, she looked up at the man with her big light brown eyes widened to the picture of innocence. "Oh my god you scared me!" She exclaimed, putting a hand over her racing heart. Kol chuckled darkly, still holding onto her arm. "I truly doubt that I scared you with what I just witnessed you do. You took out a five hundred year old vampire without even blinking. And to top that off, you are the strangest looking vampire I have ever met. To say I'm intrigued is an understatement. I'm Kol, by the way. And you are?" Cressi smiled sweetly at Kol before flipping him over her shoulder and leaving him winded on the ground. "Leaving." She yelled back to him. She had to get to Elena, Damon, Caroline, and Klaus fast. If this was the same Kol that had nearly caused the massacre earlier on that day, then there was no telling who else had stayed when Bonnie put the veil back up. One question slammed through her mind as she ran to her black and dark red mini coupe s: Where the hell was Bonnie during all of this?
