Hi, my lovely Bonkai shippers!
I'm still translating my fics, but I needed to write something new, so here you have the first chapter of a short story. I will try to publish as soon as I can, with the precious help of my adorable beta, Leia.
Enjoy :)
Fade
All that she wanted was to sleep. She couldn't remember the last time she had sleep an entire night — probably a long before she got trapped in 1994.
Now, laying in her bed at the dorm, with her head full of thoughts, Bonnie craved a night of sleep just as much as she craved to live a different day in the Prison World.
She sighed, she couldn't stop thinking about the horror that a witch with vampire powers could bring. After the vampire-werewolf hybrid she thought she had seen everything – and she had seen a lot. But every time something worse popped out, threatening to destroy their lives. Those lives they had tried to keep together so desperately. She couldn't – she wouldn't even imagine what kind of power those creatures had.
All she could think about was that she was not ready to give away her life so easily, not again.
She was staring at the ceiling when finally her brain stopped thinking and started dreaming.
She knew she was dreaming because her legs felt strange, so light that for a second she thought she had lost them, but there they were, under the table she was sat at.
She was back at the diner where she had met Kai to discuss about the price of his help. She was at the same table, the people around her were probably the same of that day, but they were still, frozen in their last movement. The waitress behind her was filling a cup of coffee, but the fluid was suspended in the air.
Bonnie looked around to try to understand why her mind had brought her back there. What was her brain trying to say to her?
She turned back and in front of her there was Kai, just like the last time. The beard on his face was longer then when she had seen him the last time – when she left him behind in Lily Salvatore's Prison World. He looked jaded, his lips where dangerously white, as if he had lost a lot of blood. And he probably had, she thought. For the first time, Bonnie realized he could have been attacked by Lily's friends. He was probably their source of blood.
Before she could ask anything, he spoke with a soft suffering voice.
"We don't have much time," he said, apparently trying to reach for her hand on the table but he desisted. "There are other vampires in here and they-"
"I know," Bonnie interrupted him. "We know what they are."
"Good" he said, surprise on his face.
"So?" Bonnie asked. "What is this? How can you still be alive? Why are you in my dreams?"
"I can answer to all your questions with one phrase."
Bonnie waited.
"You can't let them out," he whispered, visibly in pain.
She glanced at him suspiciously.
"They're the creepiest things I've ever seen" he continued, "and I've seen me," he added, with a weak attempt at humour.
"I have no intention to go back there." Her voice was cold and clear.
"Good" he repeated. This time, there was no surprise on his handsome face. "But you have- crap."
The whole dream was fading and on his neck appeared the familiar signs of vampire bites, still fresh and bloody.
Bonnie winced on her seat. She was right, they were hurting him. Good, she thought, it's what he deserves.
"Listen to me, Bonnie" he said quickly. This time, his hand grabbed hers and she was so shocked she didn't retract it. "You have to destroy the Ascendant."
She thought nothing in this dream/vision could shock her further… until she heard Kai telling her to destroy the only thing that could set him free. The only thing that could have saved him from the witchpires – as Damon loved to call them.
She frowned. "What-?"
He didn't let her finish, and tightened his grip on her hand. "Destroy it and kill Lily. Do it, Bon. Please, don't die."
She was staring at him in disbelief, her eyebrows drawn together and her mouth agape. He was sacrificing himself?
The grip on her hand loosened. Kai was fading – the last thing she saw was the little smile on his lips, the same smile he had when he told her she had really nice palms.
The diner vanished into the darkness of her restless mind and she was back on her bed, breathing heavily. She sat up slowly and pressed a hand to her chest. It was the same one he had taken and it was cold as ice – he had been cold as ice. He was dying.
For some unknown reason, that thought saddened her.
She should have told him she hadn't destroyed the Ascendant. She should have asked how powerful the witchpires were.
She should have thanked him.
No, she thought. She owned him nothing. He wasn't dying for her. He was just dying.
Kai Parker was dying.
Bonnie couldn't stop thinking about that, about the way he had grabbed her hand, like she was the only anchor in the ocean he was drowning in. His smile was so small and soft, so different from the ones she was used to in 1994.
"Please, don't die."
He had asked her to save herself. Even though she had long decided that, it felt strange to hear someone ask her to not die, to not sacrifice herself.
"Please, don't die."
Why did he care? He had almost killed her several times.
"Please, don't die."
He was dying and he had asked her to live.
Bonnie got off her bed. She was sure she couldn't sleep, anyway. She took the Ascendant from her drawer and cradled it in her palms.
"What do I have to do, Kai?" she asked, but the only answer she received from the cold metal was the reminder of Kai's icy hand.