Chapter 3.
Sunday went faster than Saturday for Bonnie. Bonnie hoped to arrive at school before Elena and to avoid her for most of the day they only shared one lesson today. So, Bonnie hopes Elena has finally got her message. Bonnie found most of her school day rather easy Bonnie was able to avoid Bonnie for most of the school day until the lesson they are both scheduled to have at the same time with the same teacher. The subject is physics and to Bonnie's dismay, she and Elena by the teacher's seating plan are forced to sit together. Bonnie goes to her seat and sees Elena is already sat down with her textbook and notepad and other essentials for the lesson. Bonnie sits down and silently prays that the lesson would go fast.
"Bonnie, please can we talk?" Elena whispered not wanting the teacher to hear and listen into a possible conversation. Bonnie sighs ignoring and avoiding Elena was easy when they not at school. But with Elena sat right next to her it was pointless to try and ignore Elena now Bonnie thinks to herself.
"Yes, Elena," Bonnie replies.
"I just want to know how you're coping Bonnie. I just want you to know that I am here for you whenever you need me." Elena says. Bonnie smiles for a second only a simple smile.
"Elena, it hurts to talk right now. Please just give me time." Bonnie said. It hurts Elena to hear Bonnie's voice filled with pain. It also hurts Elena to know that Bonnie wants some time apart from her. How Bonnie tried her best to help Elena cope with her parents' death. And looking back Elena is grateful Bonnie tried to relieve some of Elena's pain.
The school day went fast just how Bonnie wished it to go. Just five minutes away from her house, she finds Damon her least favourite Salvatore. She never let Damon intimate her before and she won't let him anytime soon.
"I hear we have a problem bonbon," Damon spoke.
"No, you're the one with a problem," Bonnie replied. Damon seeing no one around grabs Bonnie by her throat.
"Bonbon, my problems are Elena's problems which makes them your problems." Damon snarls as he starts to apply pressure to Bonnie's throat.
"You don't scare me, Damon." Bonnie snaps and with a simple glare and some concentration. Damon finds the hand he is using to apply pressure on Bonnie's throat almost chocking Bonnie to lose its grip on Bonnie's throat. The same hand then is suddenly dislocated by Bonnie without her even making a hand gesture. Damon let out a small cry. Bonnie remembering in order for a vampire to walk freely in the day they need Daylight Ring, a bracelet something only a witch can grant a vampire. Holding out one of her hands still concentrating on using the basic witch ability telekinesis to move objects with their mind. Bonnie rips Damon's Daylight Ring off one of his fingers which lands in her hand. Damon quickly finds the sun burning him. Not even a split second of thought he uses his supernatural speed to run into a very small alleyway into some shade to avoid being killed by sunlight.
"How did you do that?" Damon demands he didn't expect Bonnie to be capable of these abilities yet.
"Magic, it looks like it hurts Damon. Maybe you should wear factor fifty." Bonnie joked with a smirk. Before walking away.
When Bonnie arrives home, she drops her schoolbag on the floor in her bedroom before hiding Damon's Daylight Ring under a loose floorboard in a small wooden box. Bonnie then gets a quick shower and when she returns to her bedroom, she notices a small envelope on her bed. Recognising the handwriting Bonnie quickly gets changed into some new clothes and reads the letter. Bonnie is looking forward to another training session with Angelo, he knew spells she would have never thought existed he's powerful. In a way, she wished she was or could be one day. But at the same time found herself irritated that he seemed so perfect. He appears to be kind, wise and nothing seems to phase him. After drying her hair with a hairdryer Bonnie leaves for the Clock Tower this time remembering to bring Emily's grimoire with her. Once there Bonnie is surprised to see no sigh of Angelo.
"Angelo, Angelo," Bonnie calls out. Hearing no response Bonnie starts to look around searching for some of the items, ingredients and grimoires Angelo said she wasn't ready to see yet. Noticing a rather large wooden chest with the initials 'AS' carved on the top of the chest. She has never been more curious to find out more about Angelo then she is right now. Bonnie walks over to the chest lying on one of the tables. Bonnie opens the chest and starts to search through it. In the chest lies cut out pages and clippings from newspapers from the past few decades. Bonnie notices some of the cutouts include pictures of Damon and Stefan here and there. But as she looks deeper she notices birth and death certificates of Bennett witches! Even photos of family events e.g. Shelia's wedding. Bonnie never knew her grams was happy she just assumed her grams had a relationship with a man which never worked out or maybe she never wanted to be married. Bonnie then notices a small piece of paper originally white but due to its age has turned slightly yellow. Bonnie takes out the folded piece of yellow paper and unfolds it. Before Bonnie could read the piece of paper completely. The piece of paper flew out of her hand and circles her for a moment before floating just above one of chair arms. Then before Bonnie's very eyes Angelo appears sat down on one of the chair arms. The piece of paper then drops into one of Angelo's hands.
"Didn't your father ever tell you not to touch what isn't yours," Angelo asked rhetorically.
"Angelo, I'm sorry it's just." Bonnie began but Angelo just gets out of his seat.
"In our first training session. I told you, my rules Bonnie, I told you that I will teach you Traditional Magic. That I would teach you all the skills you will need to be the great and powerful witch I see in you. At what point did I say you can go through my personal things." Angelo says in an irritated and annoyed tone.
"My curiosity got the best of me. I'm sorry can we move on from this it won't happen again." Bonnie apologised.
"This spell is off limits what would happen if I wasn't here and you decided to cast it." Angelo pointed out in a harsh tone.
"It won't happen again. Why is there a picture of my grams in a wedding in your chest? I've never seen any picture of her in a wedding dress. And she has never even mentioned ever being married." Bonnie questions.
"It's complicated and not something I would like to go into detail," Angelo responds.
"How about we make a deal," Bonnie suggests.
"We already have a deal," Angelo replied.
"I will tell you one thing something I know will make you smile. And in exchange, you tell me about the picture of my grams and that spell." Bonnie said.
"I haven't smiled in decades," Angelo says.
"Than what do you have to lose Salvatore," Bonnie smirked.
"Go ahead then bonbon give it your best shot," Angelo spoke doubting Bonnie has something to make him smile. Angelo can't remember the last time he smiled it being so long ago.
"Just after school finished I was making my way home. And I bumped into your charming brother Damon." Bonnie starts to recall.
"I don't feel a smile coming along bonbon," Angelo replies. Bonnie sighs before carrying on.
"He was pissed at me for refusing to be his personal witch. He grabbed me by the throat trying to frighten me or beat me hoping to get his own way. So, I use the skills you taught me, I dislocated the hand he was using to choke me. Before finally using telekinesis to rip his Daylight Ring off his finger. Making him run like a nerd being chased by a jock." Bonnie tells Angelo. And to Angelo's surprise not only did he smile he laughed. He couldn't help it now someone had finally put Damon in his place showing him that he is not as tough or as intimidating as he likes to believe.
"Impressive, I wish I could have been there," Angelo responded.
"I told you, I had something that would make you smile. Oh and I also got a laugh out of you so I'm taking those as extra points." Bonnie spoke, Angelo seems to be a lot more relatable then before. True she didn't particularly like how harsh he spoke to her moments before. But it showed another side to him a side that isn't always calm like everything is going to plan. As for seeing him smile and laugh well that was more special he actually seemed to be happy and not always stuck up and intense.
"I guess a deal is a deal. But I warn you, Bonnie Bennett, you might now like what you learn." Angelo warns Bonnie.
"After what has happened in these past few weeks. I think I can handle it." Bonnie told Angelo.
"Go and fetch the picture nothing else," Angelo instructed. Bonnie nods and quickly fetches the picture of her grams on her wedding day and walks over to Angelo and sits down on the seat opposite Angelo.
"So, fess up tell me, why there is a photo of my grams getting married when she never mentioned it to anyone and even my dad has never spoken of it," Bonnie said.
"Your grams, Bonnie got married in nineteen - seventy-one and the man she married well, he was someone I didn't approve of." Angelo starts to explain.
"Wait, not only do you see yourself as the guardian of the Bennett line. You see yourself as boyfriend inspector." Bonnie interrupts.
"NO! It's just that call me cautious. I arrived back in Mystic Falls, a week before their second wedding anniversary." Angelo recalls to Bonnie.
Flashback:
Back in the year 1972 still in Mystic Falls, Angelo has returned. Angelo is just wearing a black suit one you would expect someone to wear for an event such as a funeral. Angelo knew were all the descendants of Emily Bennett live. He tries to rotate around them as much as possible. But things often don't go the way we plan. Angelo doesn't even have to knock on Shelia's front door. Shelia doesn't hesitate to answer the door. Shelia is just wearing some blue pants and a red jumper with trainers. Upon opening the door, Angelo immediately notices that Shelia is heavily pregnant.
"Shelia, you didn't tell me that you got pregnant," Angelo says feeling utter joy for Shelia. But at the same time jealous. He couldn't have a child, not one of his own genetically. He knew he would love any child whether the child was related to him by blood or not. It was just the fact that he didn't have a choice to have a child with his blood in its veins.
"It must have crossed my mind," Shelia responds.
"You being pregnant crossed your mind. How can you, Shelia being pregnant not warrant a letter some form of communication." Angelo said.
"As much as I enjoy our letters and the many warnings about possible attacks. I was busy getting married, my dear Angelo. And I was disappointed in not seeing you there." Shelia replies as Angelo enters her house.
"You know the rules, Shelia. I stay out of pictures to try and avoid my immortality being exposed." Angelo spoke.
"And you avoid fun because you don't when to let go of your responsibilities," Shelia said.
"I don't like to slack off Shelia, I have one track mind that's how I've lived this long and that's why I'm regarded as one of the most powerful witches of my generation and perhaps several," Angelo tells Shelia. Shelia rolls her eyes before responding.
"You have one of the biggest egos of many generations Angelo one of your flaws," Shelia responds.
"I can't help being perfect. Now, where is this charming husband of yours?" Angelo asks.
"In the living room, he's been dying to meet you," Shelia answers before walking over to the living room with Angelo following.
In the living room, Angelo first sets eyes at Shelia's husband. The two share a pleasant smile. Shelia's husband is the average height for a man who is age, 22 and has short brown hair and brown eyes. Shelia's husband is wearing brown a pair of jeans and a shirt with shoes.
"Angelo, this is my husband Eric," Shelia says as she gently pushes Angelo towards Eric. Eric then holds out one of his hands to shake which Angelo accepts.
"It's nice to meet you, Angelo Salvatore," Eric spoke.
"It's nice to meet you too Eric," Angelo responded.
"So where have you been all this time?" Eric asks.
"All over I haven't settled down yet." Angelo answers.
"In order for him to settle down Eric, he would need no responsibilities what so ever and hobbies." Shelia lightly joked. Eric walks over to the small bar trolley that consists of many different bottles of alcohol such as gin, brandy, rum etc.
"What can I get you, Angelo?" Erick asked.
"Scotch," Angelo answered. Eric nods before pouring some scotch into a glass for Angelo and passes Angelo the glass. Before pouring himself a glass for himself. Then finally pouring a glass of water for Shelia since pregnant women can't drink. Eric passes Shelia, her drink.
"What should we toast?" Angelo questions.
"The health of the baby," Shelia suggests.
"And our wedding anniversary," Eric says. Shelia and Angelo nod in agreement.
"To the baby's health and another wonderful year of marriage." The three toasted then started to drink their drinks.
After their drinks and a few hours of talking. Shelia went up to bed early with the baby due in a month. The baby has really drained all her energy. Leaving Angelo alone downstairs with Eric.
"Angelo, have you seen your famous brothers recently?" Eric questions.
"God no! The last time I saw them, they were human." Angelo answered. Eric walks over to Angelo.
"And here I thought the Salvatore brothers travel in the same circles," Eric says.
"My brothers travel in the same circle. My circle is a different one." Angelo spoke. Eric then grabs Angelo's two arms and starts to siphon magic from him!
"That's good to know you, Salvatore brothers are deadly. And I don't want two deadly bloodsuckers on my ass for kidnapping you." Eric chuckles. Angelo finds himself becomes weaker and weaker.
"You sneaky ..." Angelo snarls before passing out!
"Tut, Tut didn't Emily Bennett teach you not to cuss," Eric laughs.
Angelo spends the next few weeks trapped underground in the Lockwood Cellar chained to a wall and drugged up on vast amounts of Lobelia tablets. That makes it incredibly difficult to concentrate and because of that makes the ability to perform magic almost impossible. Eric has returned to the cellar with a brown bag. Eric opens up the brown bag and pulls out a small bottle of water and tosses it over to Angelo who is covered in dirt and dried blood.
"Did you miss me, Salvatore?" Eric rhetorically asked.
"Like a rash," Angelo responds with a small hint of sass.
"Still able to crack a sassy reply. I guess there still some resilience in you left." Eric spoke.
"Stop popping me pills of Lobelia and I'll show you how much resilience left." Angelo snapped. Angelo then downs the water quickly needing hydration so desperately. Eric then pulls out a baseball bat.
"As much as I love to see the mighty Angelo Salvatore in action. I have other plans. So now as I've said before you can either tell me, your immortality spell. Or we can have a few rounds with this baseball bat and other things." Eric said with a wicked smile.
"Game on," Angelo responds. Eric then starts to hit Angelo repeatedly with the baseball bat. An hour went by and the baseball bat again was ineffective. Eric throws the baseball bat to one side and lifts Angelo's chin slightly up to make Angelo face him with fresh bruises and blood on his face.
"You're enhanced healing through your immortality spell isn't that fast," Eric commented.
"What can I say no spell is perfect," Angelo spoke.
"Baseball bat isn't working I doubt crowbar will but it would be fun. And if you don't confess to that I could always put together an electric chair." Eric taunts.
"I've never been in an electric chair that sounds cool." Angelo jokes. Eric looks back confused at Angelo.
"You want to be electrocuted?" Eric responds surprised.
"Yes, its one of the few torture experiences I haven't been through. Being stoned to death that wasn't as a hit. As I thought it would be." Angelo said.
"You are a very odd witch," Eric says. As he walks over to his bag which he threw over to a corner an hour ago. Eric takes out a crowbar and walks back over to Angelo who is still chained and lying on the floor.
"And your shoelaces are undone." Angelo lied.
"My shoelaces aren't undone," Eric replies.
"Are," Angelo responds.
"Aren't." Eric snapped.
"Are," Angelo shouts.
"Are not," Eric shouted.
"Look down then," Angelo tells Eric. Eric sighs and slightly bends down while looking down at his shoes. Eric now distracted Angelo quickly grabs the metal crowbar and swings it across Eric's face upon impact Eric stumbles back with a gash on his forehead bleeding his vision now blurry. Trying to focus as much as possible Angelo makes a gesture making the crowbar fly out of his hand over to Eric and with amazing force rip through his chest and go straight through Eric's heart!
End of Flashback:
"Wait, so you're the reason why my grandpa is dead." Bonnie spoke surprised at the revelation.
"No, I'm not the reason he's dead. He's dead because he was using your grams Shelia and beat me for weeks. I was just the one that threw a crowbar through his heart. And I would do that again." Angelo says.
"Well, that clears somethings. But what about the spell?" Bonnie asks.
"The spell was a forgetting a spell a rather large one. I was still trapped in the Lockwood Cellar for a day after I killed Eric because of the pills he gave me. My ability to perform magic still wasn't a hundred per cent. The spell made everyone who knew of Shelia and Eric marriage or that they even met forget. And all the evidence erased this photo is the only wedding photo that remains. If this photo burns then the spell breaks. It took me some time to write this spell." Angelo answers.
"What did my grandpa want with immortality?" Bonnie asked.
"Simple he feared death and what would come after death. He also wanted power belonging to that of the Bennett witch bloodline." Angelo answered.
"How could he get the power of the Bennett bloodline?" Bonnie questioned.
"He was working on a spell that involved both Sacrificial Magic and Representational Magic. If Eric had lived to see your mother born. He would have sacrificed them to perform a ritual. In the ritual, Shelia would represent the present power of the Bennett bloodline. While your mother Abby would have been the symbol of the future power of Bennett bloodline all that untapped magic from generations to come. As for the symbol of the past power of the Bennett bloodline from Eric's notes, it would likely be the corpse of a deceased Bennett witch. Eric would have linked your mother, Shelia and the magic residing in the corpse of the dead Bennett witch together and upon killing Shelia and your mother their magic along with the deceased Bennett witches, living Bennett witches and any future Bennett witches magic would flow into him giving him unlimited raw power." Angelo explains to Bonnie hoping not to confuse her.
"Would the spell have worked and why would he need any more power he had some of his own?" Bonnie questioned further.
"Eric spell was mad just as he was a madman. I don't truly know a spell like that has never been performed before. And in truth, he didn't have any magic of his own. You see Eric was a type of witch known as a Siphoner. A Siphoner is a type of witch who doesn't have any magic of his/her own. But do have the rare ability to siphon magic off others or other sources of magic." Angelo tells Bonnie.
"So, I guess he didn't love my grams then," Bonnie says with sadness her grams was so kind, loving she didn't deserve someone who would use her.
"He may have loved her perhaps but if he did he loved power more," Angelo responds not sure how to comfort Bonnie after this revelation.
"My third question Angelo, your brothers would you ever reveal yourself to them and try to build some relationship even though all they do to each other is cause inflict pain on one another?" Bonnie asks.
"I have no idea some nights I dream of a place a time where my brothers know who I am and we're living a peaceful night together where there not a care in the world. But why try and build something that would never work." Angelo replied.
"Putting all these questions aside. Can we start training I want to see those other spells you've been promising to teach me." Bonnie requested.
"Yes, but I'm going to teach you the element based ones first since they might be easier for you to learn first and their my fave," Angelo responds. The two then officially start their training session.
End of chapter 3.