Chapter 2
It's been two days since the ball and the near genocide attempt when Bonnie texted Elena and Caroline.
"It's urgent. Meet me at my grams place."
If anyone told Elena Gilbert, Caroline Forbes and Bonnie Bennett that they would all sit around a circle in the backyard of a dead witch's house, each one of them would have you committed. Yet here they were all sitting around a circle that Bonnie had drawn in the middle of her grams' backyard as the witch began to speak.
"Look-all I know for sure is that there's this ring we need to destroy." She looked at her vampire blonde best friend and her doppelgänger one. "It's for werewolves and part of the spell on them is so that they can't accidentally change-like a Moonlight Ring-though in our case, this ring can give a werewolf the power to not just kill an Original Vampire, but as Ayana told me-it will kill their entire bloodline." She gave them a look as to say 'are you willing to risk your life on a chance that it doesn't exist?'
Elena believed her. Despite all the problems she was having with Stefan being this crazy revenge driven psychopathic killer suddenly bereft of emotions for her and Damon being…well, Damon-a vampire who seemed to have some sort of feelings for her and yet at the same time, those feelings she believed stemmed from the fact that she was a little naïve human version of the vampire who gave him her blood.
Katherine Pierce.
When she and Matt were on the Wickery Bridge the night of Caroline's birthday, she not only let go of her old self but she let go of all of those feelings she had for the Salvatores.
She wasn't going to deny that at one point, she loved the both of them-it would be a lie to say that she didn't-but with the way they were acting towards her and how they had begun to suffocate her but also began to coddle her, she felt like she was a doll or a marionette puppet on a string being commanded by them.
"I'm going with you Bon," Elena already knew that she was going. "Besides-who knows what could happen to us in…whatever time we're going to be in."
Caroline, ever the organizer, also nodded, "Anything to get me away from the brothers and a certain hybrid."
They knew that she had to be talking about Tyler. He came back and was telling her how 'in love' he was with her only to catch him with his pants down to his ankles and a half naked brunette she-wolf crying out his name.
What followed after Caroline caught them? Numerous slaps and neck snapping, gutting (by Elena when she was told) and those were only done by the three best friends. Whatever Klaus, Damon and Stefan did to him, no one knows and it turns out, it's a good thing.
"So," Elena's false bravado was certainly strange to her friends. "Where are we going to be precisely? Past or future?"
"Past." Bonnie groaned out as she read the instructions on how to place the ingredients that were needed for this spell.
"Elena-I need eight drops of blood from you on the candles as you're the doppelgänger," she recited. "Caroline-as the resident vampire I need at least the same amount of blood drops from you also on the candles."
The two girls nodded and as each one pricked their fingers on the needles that Bonnie had procured for them, Bonnie herself did the same thing and each drop fell onto each of the candles that were lit.
The flames turned red before melting into an amber color.
Bonnie, once she saw what was happening, began to chant.
"Mittere ad tempus trium oblitus maiorum nostrorum preces nostras tueri et da"
With all that said, the wind sped up and the sounds of fireworks filtered through not just the air but themselves at the same time that each flame jumped as high as nine feet and covered the circle. Lights flashed in and out of the sky and the telephone poles were knocked over on the street. Every electronic device within a hundred feet of their location suddenly shut off and the girls fell unconscious as the lights highlighted them. Moments later everything returned to normal but the girls were gone.
No one knew what was going on-Damon didn't know, Stefan definitely had no clue, the Originals were out of the loop and even poor Matt didn't bother to know what was going on.
((A/N: Mittere ad tempus trium oblitus maiorum nostrorum preces nostras tueri et da translates to By three to send to a time forgotten, ancestors hear our prayers and allow us to protect our future))