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Chapter 1: The long run

"Ouch!" young Lucy's voice resonated in the penumbra after she hit a fallen branch with her foot.

Worried the sound might be enough betray to betray their location, the pre-adolescent held a cry. She swallowed her tears and looked around the forest surrounding her aunt and her. She was breathless, exhausted, and unable to move forward. The darkness made it hard to see and her small frail legs could no longer carry her.

"I think this is far enough aunty." She pleaded through an exhausted voice.

Lucy didn't understand why they were running away from their home so late at night. She simply knew people were coming to harm Bonnie and her. She heard her aunt panic. Not every word made sense but as soon as the king left, Abigail became erratic.

"Don't stop running darling, we can't rest they are just behind us I can feel it." She grabbed Lucy's hand and she dragged the girl.

The urgency in her aunt's voice convinced the child to run. She pushed even when her bones were threatening to fall apart and her feet started to have blisters. Despite her efforts, Lucy could hardly follow and the pain grew too strong. Abigail looked back and the kid had stopped running. The older Bennett tightened her hold around the infant in her arms. She stepped back and one more time took Lucy's hand.

"They are coming for her and you. Please Luce just run." Abby whispered between her saccade breathings.

She nested her sleeping daughter in her arm, and with all her strength, she dragged Lucy forward. Abby looked back to the burning castle, her childhood home, and a tear rolled on the side of her cheek. She looked a last time and whispered

"Mother."

Sheila had chosen to stay behind to hold their assailant. The hybrid was coming after her and the vampire, who had kept his eyes on Lucy the entire night, was also part of the hunting party.

"Run the further away possible and if they catch up with you…." Sheila had posed hesitating for a second and weighting the impact of her next word.

The matriarch Bennett had chosen to ignore the constricting feeling squeezing her heart. She had said the words and put her family's pride above any personal sentimentalism. "Don't hesitate to do what must be done" Sheila had finished with a whisper.

Her mother's words continued to echo in Abby's pounding head. The Bennett witch knew her duty to her family came first, so she couldn't stop. Stopping meant she had to do the inconceivable. She had to end her daughter. Abigail tightened her grip on her baby and pushed her tiring legs to their limits. The overbearing darkness hurt her eyes and was an advantage for the people, who were on her trail. So much had changed in a second; the gods had played an awful trick on her family.

A step echoed on the higher leafs and sharp noises announced their proximity. She didn't look back and she couldn't look back or all hopes would be lost. What to do next was a hard choice. Abby held her daughter tightly, and she never stopped running. The border wasn't far and escape was still an option. There, they would be free. There, they could hide from Klaus and his army. Those abject creatures would not touch her little girls or take them away. She needed to take Bonnie and Lucy to safety.

From his insides torn by pain, a howl filled with rage erupted. The sound awakened the forest, and beast fled from the forest's darkness. Klaus barked order to his guards. He was going insane. It couldn't happen to him, not so early. How could they dare? His heart, which had ceased to beat years ago, was crawling deep inside his chest from fear.

A Bennett will die rather than ending with a low creature. The words echoed in his mind and threatening to tear his mind apart.

Sheila had said those words when she attempted to take her last breath. However, he had forced his blood down her throat. She needed to be alive to see it happening. The moment when a Bennett became his. His Bennett would not die and she couldn't leave him behind. The wolf in him would never be able to support it. The thoughts of another millennium without her were enough to make him beg for a painful death, as it would still be mild misery in comparison.

Anger rose so violently in his heart that it burned other living sentiments. Tears threatened to spill and he withheld another anguished howl.

"She is mine, she needs me." He whispered and tried to silence his growing fears.

Despite the conviction in their destinies, his fears were too deep rooted. Klaus put his bloody sword into his scabbard after quickly wiped it up. He had been slicing into few witches just to get to her and he was not ready to stop now. The Bennett witches had decided war would be the way if he wanted one of them. He had obliged and he would enjoy every second of it. He looked at the burning castle behind him. He was incapable of containing his rage and he shouted his fury in the air. Stefan came near him and pulled him aside.

"You need to calm down Niklaus." He started tentatively but stern silence met his proposition.

"You need to consider what you are doing." Stefan glanced at his frantic friend and what damage was already done. There were no real points on telling Niklaus to calm down.

A glance a Niklaus, Stefan knew there was no way of reasoning with the hybrid but he needed to try. The king's rage would lead to another war. It wasn't questionable and there were no other outcome. The Bennett wouldn't give up and Klaus was willing to kill every Bennett standing in his way. The Salvatore vampire could read in his best friend's eyes, if anything happened to his imprint then hell would be to pay for the entire kingdom. He would mourn her and blood of innocents would be used as his tears.

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Niklaus' look was blank and every words said by Stefan was ignored. How could anyone ask him to calm down? At this right moment, he was in a middle deserted forest chasing after a witch, who took away the most important person to him. He had only held her four hours and they were the most joyful hours in a thousand years long life.

Yet now she would be forever lost to him if he didn't stop her mother. He was about to lose his little Bonnie and all he could think about was the event, which happened earlier. Only hours ago, he had known happiness. Now, they were people attempting to take it away from his hands. How was it possible from him to calm down? He was barely able to make sensible decision.

"Are you going do something else than staring at me? Is there something you wish for that it's more important than what is happening now?" Klaus shouted in the direction of the Martin witch and he surprised everyone.

The young woman gasped due to surprise and horror. Never had he use such tone whilst addressing her. Gloria had been doing something. She was trying to mask the Bennett witches scents. She made it harder for Niklaus to find his imprint though her efforts appeared to be useless. Pure instinct guided Klaus but she was trying her best. She wasn't losing him to a newborn.

"If anything happened to her, I will tear your entire coven and family apart right after I'm through the Bennett." Every words sounded guttural. The words were oozing rage and malice. He was sensible enough to notice the martin witch end game.

The thirst of blood behind his fiery blue irises scared her enough to get her attention. She dropped her spell and her attempt to sabotage his efforts. Klaus turned to Stefan, and then like a sandcastle, he crumbled.

"I need her, she needs me. You can't and will never understand, it is burning, and it is excruciating Stefan." He said fighting through the pain to get the words out, he couldn't and wouldn't lose her.

He was on earth solemnly for her, to be her everything, her friend when she needed one, a lover in time and above all a soulmate. They were never meant to be apart. He looked again at the burning Bennett's castle and a little smirk creeped on his face. The burning castle was a little consolation and a sign of what would happen to this entire kingdom if they dared to cross him. He was getting his Bonnie back.

You really thought we would let it happen, us proud and strong Bennett witches. The matriarch Bennett had chuckled whilst she spat those words.

Then succession of Latin words escaped her mouth, men of his personal guard fell to the ground like flies. In the middle of her exhausting spell, she made a mockery of Klaus' hopes and wishes. The hybrid had run into the burning house with no care to what Sheila could be talking about at that moment. Klaus had felt Bonnie in that house going up in flames and yet he had found no trace of her, she was gone. His heart had ached and he had cried before he could think. He had run downstairs to find a dying Sheila Bennett, who exhaustion had claimed.

"You…" his forefinger was angrily pointing at the old woman. "Witches are cruel and pathetic." He had said and each words had emphasized his disgust with the magical creatures.

A thousand years of war, because they couldn't accept a wolf was preferred to one of them. They could tried to hide it behind honor but they were just fighting on behalf of a scorn woman. Klaus was tired of the hypocrisy.

"You hide behind the balance and nature. Then Bonnie and I that is nature wish, but now it is unacceptable." His voice had grown louder and louder under the influence of anger. Sheila had looked at him with composure and she had maintained her dignity. Blood was leaking from the side of her mouth, death threatened her, and yet she kept the dignity, which characterized the Bennett witches.

"She is pure, perfect and you are the lowest of them all. Vampire, werewolves don't belong here. She is a Bennett; if she were meant to make a choice, she would rather die than to have your paws around her. You hear me she would rather die and we will rather have her dying too." Sheila had spat after telling those words. On the floor, there was a mix of blood and deep disdain.

She started chanting louder as the charms surrounding the house tried to bind her magic. Despite all the forces against her, she fought through the pain and completed the last word of the spell. A little laugh escaped her lips and she collapsed. It was done, she was dying, but he fed her his blood. Not yet, he wasn't letting Sheila Bennett win.

"I love her, ain't that enough to you? You won just give her back to me. I am tired of playing mere game of ego like you love to do." He had said sounding pathetic. The almighty hybrid, second king ruling above every creature was pleading with a dying witch, but he didn't care. All he cared about at that instant was to assure his Bonnie's safety. He just wanted her back and he would see her smile whist her green eyes stopped on him and looked at him as if he held the world into his words.

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He went back to the previous hours when he confidently left her. He didn't foresee this new development. He had dreaded the separation but he had planned to come back. Bonnie had cried as soon as he had returned her to her mother's loving arms. Her cries had filled the room with melancholy. His heart had yearned and He had growled in response. He couldn't abandon her, so he had taken her one more time away from her mother. As quick as magical spell, contact was enough to soothe Bonnie. The cries had ceased and she had started sucking on his shirt.

The laugh, which escaped his lips, was of pure joy. It didn't matter than his shirt had been socked in saliva. He had smoothed her hair with his hand. Silently, he had sat back on the throne. He rocked her back and forth.

"You like it here, don't you little bossy Miss Bennett." He had said whilst she started moving a bit to accommodate on his chest.

The newborn had relaxed after listening to the beat of his heart. The same heart, which only beat in her presence. The noise in the room had started to disturbed her. She had jolted awake and he had annoyed Klaus. The event had resulted in a slight tantrum.

"Everybody out!" He had hissed.

With a low growl, he dismissed the entire room and even the Bennett weren't an exception. They were escorted out of their house and it had been enough to vex the witches. Although, Abby had been extremely worried for her daughter. Leaving her alone with such a monster asked for a herculean mental strength. Sheila had been plotting at head and trying to put an end to the situation before it could evolve in a mess.

After he had succeeded putting her in bed, Klaus had looked at her sleep for two hours. He had been forced to stop when Stefan had come and pulled him out of the Bennett's home. He would have never left the room if it had not been for Stefan. He felt it instantaneously, the anguish and the fear. His protective side triggered by strong instinct. It had roared from deep within him and he had needed to return to Bonnie. The hybrid king had rushed back to Bennett castle. He had found the witches reciting spell and Abigail Bennett started her escape. A visceral growl had resonated. His heart had bled and the pain felt unsurmountable. He called for her like with a succession of plaintive cries. Despite his yearning call, he hadn't reached her.

Under each steps, leaves cracked. Now growls resonated through the silence forest and howls started sounding closer. They hurt Abby's ears. Those yearning cries were clear warning. Yet it didn't matter, the borders were close. Freedom was awaiting them but also him, Bonnie's father. Abigail knew they couldn't make it together. Their scents as a group gave them away and made them easy to track. She looked behind desperately. Now the sound weren't whispers anymore. they were loud sounds and the announcement of a certain doom.

"Darling, look at me." She whispered to her niece.

Lucy stopped on her fast track and looked at her erratic aunt. The child put a hand to her heart and tried to calm it. She tried to slow her breathing, so the sound wouldn't alert anyone of her actual location.

"Now you run and don't look back. Use your magic please run till you can't" Abby said and she hugged the girl tightly.

"Aunty, please come with me." A panicked Lucy begged.

Everything in this forest scared the girl. She had heard about the creatures, who were behind her from her grandmother's lips and her aunt's mouth. The vampires and werewolves were cruel and violence. Desacralized anything natural and magical. Lucy had heard about the evil creatures, who preyed on the weak and spilled blood.

The child held a sob because they were near. Abby gave her a push in the back to get her going. Lucy hesitated for a second but Abby's eyes begged, so the young Bennett started running. Her eyes were blurry due to the tears spilling from her eyes. She didn't know if she would ever see her family again but it didn't matter now. She has to make it to the border. Lucy Bennett had to run until there and so she ran praying no one catches her.

Abby felt what she had of strength leaving. She heard Klaus' voice loud and clear. The witch knew he would be there in a fraction of second. She needed to do it. She looked ahead, only few more miles to cover. She almost made it to freedom. Abigail knew she needed to do this though painful might that be. The first tears came and she tried to wipe them. Then the sobs followed and became uncontrollable.

The witch sat and laid Bonnie carefully on the ground. She caressed her daughter's cheek with a shaking thumb and then she whispered a spell to put the baby to sleep. Abby cried and her hand locked on the stone on the ground. She took the gems, which was keeping Bonnie from crying and then Abby undid her daughter's blanket. Heavy sobs stopped the witch from breathing correctly.

"Mommy loves you darling." She kissed her daughter's forehead and tightly held the blanket and she decided to proceed. "Which is why I have to do this." Abby closed her eyes and the deed was done.

She heard their voices becoming louder and louder. There was no point continuing, so she stood and walked out of her hiding place. Abigail braced herself for the painful end. She was magically and physically exhausted. The witch wobbled and fell on the ground when she appeared in front of the mob, who had pursued her. She sat straight and then the sob became a gruesome sounding haunting anything inhabiting the forest.

"Where is she?" A growling whisper, an exigent question but fear was palpable in Klaus' voice.

She said nothing, nothing except the sound of her increasing tears. Abby cried to the content of her heart and her entire body was shaking due to the strength of her pain.

"Where is my Bonnie?" Niklaus asked in despair.

The king's eyes fell on the green blanket clutched in Abby's hand. His mind went blank and he stared at the little piece of textile. It was nothing fancy, simple wool blanket as green as her eyes, but now it was a terrifying artefact. Klaus' knees buckled under his weight. They couldn't support the weight of the world falling suddenly on his shoulder. The hybrid fell on his knees and he quickly grabbed the Bennett woman chin so she could face him.

"Please, please…Where? Where?" He was growling and pleading, far from the almighty king he was.

Klaus could barely say proper words. Fury was overwhelming his brain. He could think of anything else than to harm the witch who sat in front of him. His eyes started to shift to their clear amber color. Dark black veins appeared under his skin and the sight of his monstrous-self triggered Abby. She slapped his hand away. She viciously crawled as she started trying to stand. Then she came so close to his face and her nose was almost touching his. She fearlessly looked into the abomination's eyes.

"You did this!" she shouted in like a mad woman traversing a manic frantic episode.

"You, monstrous abomination. You had to touch her with your disgusting paws and creep on her." she tried to shove Klaus but nothing happened, so her anger grew tenfold.

"You forced all of this on us. No Bennett would ever be destroyed by your disgusting blood." She hissed like an angry cat and spat on the ground.

"You will never have her. You caused this" she finished her angry monologue by throwing the blanket at him.

He avidly grabbed it and nourished himself in her scent. Her little precious scent hit him violently. A smell, which he had known his entire life. He had fed on it for so long, blood. It smelled so sweet like a nectar and it told him what he needed to know. Bonnie's blood sang for Klaus. He said nothing and sniffed it repeatedly. He stayed there purposeless and staring at the sudden emptiness feeding on his world. He started contemplating the course of action. He saw an entire lifetime by her side eluded from his grasp.

He pictured her future smiles and then his morbid imagination turned them to dust. Her smiles blemished like leaves after the arrival of a violent winter. He heard all the laughs, chuckles, and giggles, which she would have. He saw her a baby, who he would have protected. He picture her as an obnoxious girl to whom he would have thought the world. He dreamed of her as a teenager, who would have gotten her first kiss from him. Eventually, He thought of a woman, which he would have deflowered. He saw her a mother to his children, their children.

He saw forever dying and his eyes drifted to the blood tainting a blanket, which he was holding so close to his heart. His grip was so tightly that his knuckled had turned as white as snow. A sob was his ultimate reaction. A sob, like a fragile child and a howl to free the pain. Flow of tears and that all he could do.

"Bonnie…Bonnie, my Bonnie". He felt reason leave his mind.

His legs moved to stand and he walked away. He stopped once he was far enough and sat miles away from the real monster. Klaus looked at her and he refused to accept the truth.

"Where is she? Please tell me?" he begged Abby but he already knew the truth.

The king needed what was left of Bonnie and yet the devilish witch said nothing. He sped toward aggressively and grabbed her hands to pressure her. In her nails, there was dirt, dust, and little leaves.

"Cruel, monstrous. Even that you had to take away." He cried those words and he heard people around screaming.

"We got the girl! we got her your majesty the Bennett girl." His head turned and his heart came back to life.

When his eyes fell on the girl, he died all over again. Klaus really understood the meaning behind the word death. A pre-teenager was standing in front of him crying, Lucy. He growled and snapped the neck of the fool who rose his hopes. Hysterical laughs erupted around him. He turned to regard the only monster he knew, Abigail Bennett.

Abby had a smirk nested on her lips trying to hide her despaired look. Despite her theatrics, Klaus could recognize the worry in the witch's eyes. He viciously turned to glance at Lucy. He rushed toward her but Stefan put himself between the two of them. The hybrid easily pushed the vampire aside.

"Niklaus, no, she wouldn't have want that. Think about her." Stefan begged and tried to protect the Bennett in whom he found kindred interest.

Klaus simply growled. Thinking about her was all he was doing. Thinking about Bonnie was the only thing he wanted and was able to do. He stopped dead on his steps and he was lost. He felt so much pain. Had he ever known pain before this?

"That is all I am doing, feeling, thinking. I need it to stop." He whispered and his eyes displayed his desperation.

Niklaus needed everything to stop. He needed to shut it down and to let the vampire take over. The wolf was dying and hurting. The wolf couldn't live with the admittance that his mate, his soul mate was gone. He would shut his humanity off and silence the wolf forever. Although before he would enjoy revenge.

"Bring the older Bennett." He shouted as he regained a lethal calm.

Klaus stared at the others two Bennett in front of him. They brought a tired but alive Sheila. The king walked toward the old woman and he stopped only inches away from her face. He smirked and everything in his smirk gave away vicious intentions. They thought they could stand against him. They really believe there would be no hell to pay once they took away his love. This night would haunt history. He would break the Bennett household and spit on the honor, which they murder children for. Mikael had been too soft with them and he wasn't Mikael.

"What is that you said old witch?" his voice whistled and froze the blood in Sheila's artery.

"A Bennett would rather die than being tainted by the like of someone like me." He continued whilst he eyed Abby and talking to Sheila.

"What do you think that daughter of yours will do now?" He said and bit into his wrist.

He sped toward Abby, he grabbed her mouth, and he forced blood down her throat. Once she had enough, he viciously snapped her neck. Sheila shouted and her cry died in the cold sky. Niklaus show no reaction, no joy, and no pain. Tonight he would hit the Bennett hard and destroy what they cherished. The only way he knew, the way that could really hurt them. He would turn them in what they despite the most. Those witches had no fear of death but they were so proud. One down another one to go.

"Your name, young one." He calmly pointed at Lucy who cried out her name. He eyed each of his men and his eyes fell on Stefan. "Here is the only act of generosity, which I will do in respect of her memory. Stefan young Lucy is all yours. You know how it goes here is your mate. Two Bennett down one to go." He settled on his knee to face Sheila.

"One real Bennett left, you! As long as you live and you will live long. I will make sure of it. You will see your family being tarnished by people like me. A vampire's bed wench as a granddaughter and a vampire for a daughter. So much for the Bennett family. Death is compassion, which I am not willing to offer to any of you. My Bonnie' death will be known as the reason of your undoing." He finished and he asked that they released Sheila.

He offered her a new castle. Finn received Abby as a peace offering from his younger brother and Lucy left with Stefan. Klaus felt it go, he felt himself died. He died with the love of his life. He closed his eyes and everything died, the wolf was bound under his switched off humanity. He only had the vague and distant memory of a Bonnie but he took the green blanket with him. The weight lifted and he felt it go, the link to her.

Deep in the forest crossing the border, a man was carrying his Baby girl and running away from the monster, who he only heard about. Ruby Hopkins was taking Bonnie Bennett, a daughter who he barely knew away from a king. The hybrid one, the man of legend, and the monster who savagely killed people. He, mere human had that complicated mission. He looked at the stone, which she was holding so tightly. The most precious thing in her so short life and there was a little cut on her hand. He needed to take care of her but what he had just seen was still haunting his mind.

The hybrid king was after his daughter and Abby had just died to protect her. He tried to wrap his mind around everything. Rudy was a simple human and barely understood the magical world. Despite those short coming, he knew he needed to keep his daughter life a secret. Abby had stressed it long enough when she ended him there child.

She didn't want him to be part of her world. Now he understood why, his wife was a Bennett. He had read everything about the Great War. Bennett and Mikaelson, two families, which tore the entire kingdom apart because of their hatred for each other. So having the hybrid king trying to kill his daughter as Abby told him made sense.

He ran further out of the kingdom; he was feeling his heart beating faster. He was glad Abby did the protection spell. During the entire scene, as king Niklaus appeared his daughter started crying uncontrollably. She pushed her hand forward and she was trying to grab the so-called king. Rudy worried they might catch them. Therefore, he had left before the end of everything.

He had felt like running but he had been petrified, the entire scene he had considered coming out and handing Bonnie for everyone sake. However Abby had told him this was the best course of action. His wife had stressed that the other option was Bonnie's death. He rolled her deeper inside the blanket, which he brought as they came close of his cottage.

Now she was calmer still looking at that stone with fascination. Abby had told him that it was a magical one and she could see what would content her heart. He looked at her and a deep sigh left his mouth. He was not ready to raise a young girl by himself even more an endangered Bennett witch though he had no choice into the matter. He had no idea how to do so also he barely had enough money to live on his own, and yet now he had two mouth to feed.

With all his worries, he entered the house and he put her stone on a thread. He tied it around her neck. It silenced her cries. As soon as the stone was taken away, cries would follow. She slept right away and he went to bed too. Baby Bonnie looked into the face of the man with the curly hair and blue eyes. For her first night away from the world she belonged too, she slept tightening her grip around the stone, which projected the image of Niklaus. Days passed and the necklace was her comfort. Months passed and her magic started manifesting. Her gift grew as strong as her languishment for an unknown world grew.

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Years passed and she forgot what was that had contented her heart when she used to look at the necklace. The face has faded and now nothing was left to show the imprint link. The wolf was silenced and the witch was thought dead. Both unbeknown to the existence of their better half, they continued existing incomplete. One hiding from memory of a night, which crushed his spirit and the other having no memory to hold on as comfort.

More years passed and childhood left behind a trace on memory and an incommensurable amount of magic. She had blossomed into a full witch but with her power had come responsibility. Bonnie had protected people from Vampires, werewolves and even other witches bringing trouble to her and her human father. Ruby had quickly lost his patience. He became tired of trying to limit her use of magic. He better than anyone knew she wasn't safe. He didn't need her to attract more attention and yet she had the need to endanger herself. Often it felt as if adrenaline could feel a void.

He had asked her one time why she had to be so reckless and she replied that sometime she felt the weight of his world and his pain. Therefore, she needed to know she was alive. She was so young at the time but life seemed not to care of her age. She ceased speaking about him after few years. It must have been her imaginary friend phase. He wasn't use to witches and he had tried his best. As her father, Rudy needed her to stay out of radar and now more than ever, the hybrid king was less kind to witches.

He had never told her about anything, her mother, her family, or that night. The only thing he did was to create a hatred for vampire and wolves in her heart. He didn't need to do much, in the past years the climate between witches, vampires, and wolves was awful, which explained her profession. Bonnie Bennett was a hunter.

Something had changed in the kingdom, the hybrid king had changed, and some said he was dead inside. The only thing he felt was hatred for witches. Knowing his daughter wouldn't stop for his sake and her life, Rudy no longer knew how to protect her. Worry had almost killed him and he was glad they didn't live in the inner kingdom. No one really cared about the border.

Rudy had grown tired of her recklessness and left two years ago when she was sixteen. She had joined the Brotherhood and learned all she knew as a hunter and a witch. She was a hunter because she needed to provide for herself also she hated vampire. Now the little town across the border was too small and she had nothing to expect from it. She felt the pull from Inner kingdom. She heard a call from there. A cry, which was incomprehensible but she couldn't continue to ignore it as she had down her entire life. It had grown stronger with her maturity as a woman. For Bonnie Bennett, eighteen years' old powerful witch, it was time to go to the kingdom.

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