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A/N: Ah, yes, here I am with a brand new fic! This one starts at the beginning of season 4, but there'll be a lot of AU stuff. For those of you who follow me around on Tumblr or have read my last couple of fics, then this is the one I've been talking about where I'll be shanghaiing the plot of season 4 of Teen Wolf and have some fun with it!
Enjoy!
Apparently the world's coming to an end. Elena was now in transition, so of course the entire world must halt.
And Bonnie…Bonnie doesn't care.
She should. Elena's supposed to be her best friend. She should be there trying to help or trying to do the impossible and reverse it before the transition was completed.
She's not, though. Instead, she shuts off her incessantly ringing cell phone and decides to catch up on much needed sleep.
Just as she starts to doze off, someone's pounding on the front door. She groans and pulls the covers over her head, fully content to ignore it. Except, the pounding then started on her window.
Irritated, she gets up and shoves the window open, almost making the person on the other side take a nasty tumble.
Turns out that other person is none other than Damon Salvatore.
Because of course.
"What are you doing?" She asks.
"Me? What about you?" He responds with a frown. "Why did you suddenly go AWOL? Especially when you know what's happened?"
"Because I don't care." Strangely enough, she says the words before she actually thinks them.
"What?"
"I don't care," Bonnie repeates.
She thinks back through everything that's happened in the past year and a half. Vicki dying, losing Grams, Caroline becoming a vampire, Jenna dying finding her mother, finding out why her mother left, her mother getting turned into a vampire, her mother abandoning her yet again, Alaric dying, the number of times she's nearly died (sometimes willingly, sometimes not).
All of it connects back to Elena one way or another.
It's not Elena's fault. At least not entirely. It's not like she asks for these things to happen. And Bonnie knows that she feels guilty enough over it all.
And she does love Elena. She really does. Elena's her best friend, her sister. Loving Elena hurts, though. And there's only so much hurt any one person can take.
And it's not like she enjoys thinking this way, but she can't help if maybe this was meant to be Elena's fate. The number of times she's escaped certain death…Bonnie can't help but wonder if it's something fate keeps trying to see through, but everyone keeps interfering.
"This was always going to happen sooner or later," Bonnie says quietly. "Her life's always been in danger too much for it to not happen. Now maybe she can actually defend herself somewhat and Klaus won't be able to use her as a blood bag anymore."
"Klaus is dead," Damon replies. He has that look on his face, the one that he gets when he knows something sinister is about to go down.
"If he was, you and everyone else would be dead."
"What did you do? Bonnie, what—"
"Go home Damon." And with that, she snaps the window shut, ignoring and further protests.
To say that hadn't gone well would have probably been one of the biggest understatements ever.
Damon can't help but stare at the window that Bonnie had just snapped shut, the thoughts in his head swirling.
He supposes he knew there would come a day where Bonnie Bennett basically gave them all a big "Fuck you."
Well, actually, no he didn't. Despite everything that's happened to her (a fair share of it being him and Stefan's fault), she's always gone to extraordinary lengths to help them. So he had taken it for granted and took advantage for it.
"Where's Bonnie?" Stefan asks with a frown when Damon walks through the Gilbert's front door alone.
"Uh, yeah, about that…" Damon begins. "She doesn't want to help us and she did something to keep Klaus alive, but wouldn't say what."
Stefan gapes at him.
"Okay," he says slowly. "Okay…we knew the possibility of Bonnie being able to reverse this somehow was a huge longshot, anyway. I'll…I'll go let Elena know she has a decision to make."
"Or we just shove some blood down her throat and be done with it already."
"Yeah, because you were so thrilled when I did that to you."
Damon doesn't say anything as Stefan ascends the stairs to Elena's bedroom. Instead, he turns around and exits the home. There was a nice, big bottle of bourbon calling his name somewhere.
Bonnie had been perfectly content to sleep, yet apparently it just wasn't meant to happen.
She receives a rude awakening in the form of a group of men pointing guns at her and roughly ordering her to get up. Some of them wore a deputy's uniform.
"What—"
"Get up and keep your hands where we can seem them, witch," one of them snarls.
A chill goes through her body. She doesn't know exactly what's going or why, but she has a feeling she doesn't want to find out. But now she has a split second decision to make. Does she follow their demands or take action and hope that her magic works faster than their bullets.
She sends two of them flying into the wall across from her, not caring that the mirror on her vanity cracks or that the possessions on top of them come tumbling down. Then, a split second before the other two could squeeze their triggers, she breaks their hands, causing them to shout out and drop their guns. She sends them flying, too.
"Bonnie!" Matt yells, bursting into her bedroom. "Bonnie, are you okay?"
Shakily, Bonnie nods and looks at Matt wide-eyed. "Do you know what's going on?"
"Before he died, Ric ratted you all out to the Founders' Council. They know about you and everyone else. And they took Stefan and Elena."
Bonnie's mouth falls open a little. Those men had seemed to have no qualms about potentially killing her then and there, so Stefan and Elena could already be… Maybe she hadn't been willing to violate nature by trying to reverse Elena being in transition, but she certainly wasn't going to leave her to fend for herself against a some crazed, misguided authority.
"C'mon, Damon knows where they are," Matt says grabbing Bonnie by the arm and pulling her out of the room and towards the stairs.
"Damon?"
Since when did Matt and Damon team up for anything?
"Long story, but let's go."
Thankfully, Damon keeps his mouth shut the entire way. Probably because he's too busy thinking about all the creative ways he's going to kill the Council, judging by his white-knuckled grip on the steering wheel and the thin line his lips were pressed into.
"Wait, Pastor Young's farm?" Bonnie asks with a frown when they pull up.
"He's the one calling the shots," Damon says tightly.
"What? No way. He wouldn't hurt Elena. She used to babysit his daughter. He's known us since we were really little."
"Elena wasn't a vampire then and you weren't a witch."
"So what now?" Matt interjects, gravel crunching under his feet.
"Now, we draw the good pastor out," Damon says, grabbing Matt by the back of the neck.
"What the hell are you doing?!" Bonnie shouts out.
"The boy is innocent, let him go," calls out a voice from the front porch.
"Come on out, then," Damon responds.
"I'm not coming out and you're not coming in."
"Pastor Young," Bonnie says, stepping a little closer and trying to reason with him. "You've known me and Elena since we were babies, let me come in and talk to you."
"Exodus twenty-two eighteen: Thou shalt not suffer a witch to live," Pastor Young replies, his tone calm but adamant as always.
And then they're surrounded by men wearing body armor and holding guns. She sees the veins below Damon's eyes become more prominent and sees his fangs descend and Bonnie knows it's going to be a bloodbath.
Matt is thrown to the ground and Damon rushes one of the man, easily pulling the gun away from him and snapping his neck. Bonnie uses her magic to throw two of them into trees, soundly knocking them out.
Matt reaches out and grabs her by the ankle, pulling her down on the ground to avoid a bullet.
By the time she gathers her bearings and pulls herself up, Damon had already disposed of the others. But, in the distance, they could all hear more coming.
What, do they have a whole army or something? Bonnie wonders.
"Find Stefan and Elena," Damon says. "I'll take care of the rest."
Bonnie nods and pulls Matt up and they both begin running to the barn together. She hears the crack of a gun firing and Matt is on the ground yelling in pain.
"Oh my God," Bonnie cries. "Matt!"
"For once I got lucky. It just grazed me," he groans, gritting his teeth and pulling himself back up. There was a nasty gash on his shoulder.
They rush into the barn to find only Stefan standing in there. She only briefly catches a glimpse of Rebekah before the blonde speeds off.
"Where's Elena?" Bonnie asks breathlessly.
"She ran out to go give you guys a hand."
Matt groans and slumps against the wall, sliding to the floor. Looking at him, Bonnie becomes alarmed by how much blood he's losing.
"We need to get you to a hospital," Bonnie says, trying to pull Matt up.
"I don't have to insurance for it. Besides, I told you, it just grazed me," Matt protests.
"Don't be stupid," she says incredulously. "You're losing a lot of blood."
Stefan crouches down, biting in his wrist with a sickening crunch and pressing it to Matt's mouth. Matt makes a sound of protests and pushes Stefan away, scrambling to get up. Some of the blood must have gone down, though, because Bonnie didn't see any more fresh blood sliding down his arm.
"What's your problem?" Stefan snaps.
"Stop saving me! Elena's a vampire because you saved me," Matt says. "I have to live with that."
"No, you get to live with it. She put your life before hers, so every morning you get out of bed, earn it," Stefan shoots back.
"Oh, shut up!" Bonnie snaps, much to Matt and Stefan's surprise. Her hands are clenched into tiny little fists, her eyes blaze with fire, and the overhead lights flicker warningly.
"You don't have to justify your existence to anyone," Bonnie tells Matt. "And you," she turns to Stefan, "Why do you get to decide who deserves to live and who dies? Elena's a vampire. It's not the end of the world. No, she didn't want it, but she'll learn to deal. Caroline did and so did my mother and they didn't exactly get a choice either, if you recall. Get over yourself."
She takes Matt by the arm and pulls him out of the barn with her, finding that Damon and Elena had taken care of any others that were coming after them for the time being. Except, Bonnie had a feeling that there was much more to come.
Right when I thought that maybe, just maybe I could stop looking over my shoulder…
All was dark and quiet in the house. A little too quiet for Ashley's taste.
A thump on the other side of the wall that she shared with her sister's room makes her sit up. She hears her sister's door creek open.
"Hannah?"
No response.
And this is why you shouldn't watch horror movies on your own at night before you go to bed.
When she peeks her head outside her room, she sees that Hannah's door was wide open.
"Hannah?" Ashley hisses, tiptoeing into her sister's room. "Did you fall out of bed or something?"
Her sister lies perfectly still in bed, not responding to her.
"Hannah, I know you're a light sleeper and can hear me, so you can cut it out and stop trying to scare me." She rips the covers off Hannah and a scream leaves her mouth.
Hannah lies in bed, eyes wide open and glassy. A gaping hole in her chest soaks the bed sheets in blood.
"Mom! Dad!" Ashley shrieks, tripping over her feet to get to her parents' bedroom. "Mom, Dad, Hannah's—" Her foot hits something wet and she falls forward onto her face.
The moon gives off just enough light that she can discern that she's fallen into a pool of blood. The sound that comes out of her mouth is indescribable.
She doesn't notice the dark figure the looms up behind her.
A/N: Thanks for reading and, as always, reviews are very much appreciated!