Note: I have been sitting on this idea for a long time. I wanted to complete my other stories before I do this one. But once you get an idea you can't stop thinking about it until you do something with it. I typed this out and now I am posting it on here. So here it is. Basically its in the Future. Which normally I don't like. But I actually don't mind this timeline. Its been four years since the incident with Klaus and Tyler, and its a little twist as the description suggest.

Disclaimer: I own nothing, I don't claim to own anything other then the plot idea

Prologue

Nothing is as it seems. She came here on a mission. She had one job to do and even then she couldn't do it.

Why?

Because she was scared? No.

It was because everything had changed. Everything that she knew had torn down her walls she had built over years. And now like that day she knew she was a witch. Bonnie didn't know what to do. And that didn't sit well with her.

Every job she had taken, she knew what she had to do. Protect those innocent, and kill those who spilt innocent blood. It was a simple work method. A rule she followed through and through.

Walking into the scene with a gun in one hand and her fingers outstretched. A threat in a small bundle.

Bonnie would strut her way in, making a scene the moment her appearance was known. Firing and killing without a single blink of an eye. Not even feeling the guilt of having to end the lives of these so called 'humans.' Because she knew that they weren't humans, they were the devil's own minions.

Parasite that latched onto the weaker link and preyed on fears. Growing until people like Bonnie, came and cleaned and removed them from the people's lives.

But this time, this one case. Was her downfall. Her weak link and she hated it.

Never mix business with pleasure.

She ruined their chances, all chances. She had put their lives on the line and even as she sat in the darkness of where ever she was. She couldn't do anything. Powerless, weak and swallowed in the guilt of having not known that this was going to happen. That Bonnie couldn't stop it then when she should have known, and now when she lay on this cold black floor with nothing to keep her company except for the memories that continued to plague her.

Death was just around the corner and even she couldn't avoid it. Couldn't avoid it from touching anyone not even herself. Who was the most vulnerable .

"Go ahead." She whispered, trying to sit up. But couldn't move so much as an inch above the cold ground.

"Go ahead." She repeated, her voice stronger as it yelled out to whoever that was listening.

"Kill me. Spill my blood. End it with me." She hoarsely whispered as she glowered back.

"Are you afraid?" She mocked, trying to rise something out of them. To get their attention. "Afraid you wouldn't rise up to the challenge? Who would have thought you for a weakling. Oh wait." She coughed once as she felt her body began to sear in pain. Pain that was so unbelievable she wanted to close her eyes and block it out. Let her subconscious to close in and take her away.

"I did." She concluded, as she collapsed onto the ground. Hearing the slight ring of a voice in her ear as she let her eyes surrender to the urge of sleep.

Note: Now that this was just as it says a Prologue. And it is rather short so I am going to post the first chapter.