A/N: Seeing as it's finally bank holiday here, thought I would update. To the review asking about the Parkers being young - I will answer that here (as I couldn't fit it in summary)! So it won't cause any confusion. Kai and Jo are younger in this AU. Basically the prison world and murders never happened. Jo and Kai are basically around the same age they were in the canon-flashbacks. None of the canon stuff happened, apart from Gemini being messed up. I was going to do the whole Kai-prison thing, but so many good stories have done it already. Plus I always wanted to explore what it would be like if pre-prison Kai met Bonnie, would he be different? He's sort of a lost-cause in canon. Yes, all 6 other siblings (other than kai and jo) are in this too. It's a shame Luke/liv will be toddlers, as I do like them older. It's just it would make no sense if Kai and Jo are younger.

Great-aunt's name is finally revealed. Davina from The Originals will be in this story. Why her? Well canon VD does not have enough witches, other than Kai and crew. She ended up fitting into the plot so well. She is not the same as she is in canon, as I don't watch The Originals (other than a few clips) so most of her background/character is made up. I hope to introduce things/characters slowly so it's not too confusing. Please continue with your lovely reviews to help me along the way. :)


- curiouser and curiouser -

Phrase from Alice and wonderland, meaning: "increasingly strange".


After waiting for what seemed like a good hour for help, we got out the car. I took a look around the neighborhood. The road stretched out for miles, with fancy houses lined up at the side. I admired the perfectly-mowed lawns and flower beds surrounding them. No one in mystic falls really bothered with the appearance of their garden. In a small town where everyone knew each other, why bother?

This town felt so new to me. The fact I was off to learn magic from a distant relative I didn't know, made me feel like I was Alice falling down the rabbit-hole.

"There must be someone around to help." My father was looking around too.

"Need help?" I almost jumped from hearing the voice behind me. I had not seen anyone around, and it came out of nowhere.

"Car trouble?" I turned to see the source of voice.

There stood a young pubescent girl, one leg on her bright red scooter. She was taking off her child-friendly helmet, as she walked up to us. Her long chestnut curls spilling down her back, and covering most of her face. A smile playing on her full-pouty lips.

"I'm Davina," her voice had cheery lilt to it. I instantly felt welcomed in this new neighborhood.

"I'm Bonnie." I held out my hand for her to shake, even though I hated shaking hands. I had gotten premonitions about people when I was younger. It put me off touching anyone, till It subsided in high school.

She frowned at my hand, before throwing her arms around me. She was hugging me like we had been long-lost friends. Squealing in delight as she squeezed me tighter.

"I know you're Bonnie Bennett! It's so nice to finally meet you." She was jumping up and down on the spot, clinging to me. I was happy when she finally let go and took a few steps back.

"Sorry, it's just I have been waiting for you. Been looking forward to finally meeting you. Tess is looking forward to it too," she was grinning like a Cheshire cat.

"Tess?" That is when it hit me, that I didn't even know this great-aunt's name. I didn't think ask at the time. I had been too overwhelmed by the thought of moving to this town, that I had not bothered asking.

"Yes! Tessa, your great-aunt. You must be Bonnie's Dad," she looked over to my father, who was checking the car for damage. He came up to where we were standing. He didn't have a problem shaking her hand. I just stood there wondering who on earth she was.

"Let me help you out," she was nodding in the direction where our car sat.

"It's fine, I don't really think you can help with this. I should have known the guy loaning the car was dodgy," he sighed. He gave me that accusatory-look, again. I felt like glaring back at him. Why couldn't he get over the stupid car already? I was the one who had lost the only person who valued me in life. I didn't understand why he was so upset over an intimate object.

"I don't mind," she smiled at us, before heading over to the knackered car.

I wanted to tell her to get away from it, as I suspected it was leaking oil. She was in a stainless-white summer dress. It made her look awfully angelic in appearance. I was worried for her poor dress, when she went to touch the engine. She would no doubt run off screaming when it was ruined from engine dust and dirt.

To my surprise, she placed her hand above the engine. So it was hovering, without touching. She was whispering something I could not hear. That is when I felt that tingly sensation again. The same one when I had held the necklace, and spotted the mystery twins.

It was like the crackling-pressure before a strong storm. Where you can feel it brush up against your skin like electrical waves. The wind became stronger as she chanted. Her eyes were closed in concentration. It was blowing my already-messy hair, in all directions. There was a a bead of sweat running down her forehead, like she was under intense pressure.

Me and my dad shared a puzzled look, before glancing back at the car. The engine roared back to life. The car started shaking, as it turned on. I was too stunned to speak. I was sure we had turned it off. My father ran up to where she was standing, his mouth agape in shock. Davina was looking very pleased with herself.

"How?" was all he managed to get out.

"I'm a witch, like Bonnie," Davina shrugged. She was giving me this look, like it was a secret between us.

"I forgot there were more of you out there," my Dad said. He was still shaking his head in shock.

"It's no problem, really. So Bonnie, Tess said she needed to go buy some stuff for your arrival. I came to collect you. There is a nice diner near here, if you're hungry." She had skipped merrily to where I was standing. I was still a bit wary after her little magical display, but got this comforting feeling from her.

"Oh that is a good idea Bonnie. This young lady here can take you to your great-aunt, as I'm afraid I have to go." He was already heading to our now-fixed, car. I could not believe he was planning to ditch me. Then again, this was my father; ditching was his middle name. Or maybe that was more appropriate for my mother with her history of abandonment.

"You're just going to leave me here?" I was feeling more anxious than ever. I would have been fine if I wasn't here to stay with witches. If I had been a normal-human girl, I would have hired the nearest car and found my way back. Problem was I couldn't do that. I was here to get my powers under control. I would be stuck with freaky people like Davina, and some great-aunt I didn't know.

"Baby, I got to. I got this meeting in mystic falls in the morning. As a town leader, I can't miss it," he looked slightly apologetic. He dumped my bags on the road, getting in the drivers seat. I was seething by this point.

"I promise I will come and visit in a few days. Till then, I'm sure this nice young lady will look after you," he smiled. I could not believe he was entrusting me to some kid we didn't know. A person that had just used magic a few minutes ago. Still, I should have expected it.

"Yeah right," I grumbled. I crossed my arms, and didn't even bother waving bye.

"Don't be like that Bon, I will be back soon. I will tell your friends you settled in well." He was acting like I was the one that was being unreasonable. I mean, how dare he tell my friends that. He's not even sticking around to see if I would 'settle in' okay. They could all be part of some creepy cult, that would murder me as soon as I was alone.

"I will take good care of her, Sir." She replied back politely. I on the other hand, would not even bother replying.

He waved at us as he left. I could not believe this was it. I had been abandoned in the middle of nowhere, with some munchkin-girl that did magic.

"The diner is this way," she smiled at me cheerfully, dragging me along the road.

"What about your scooter and my stuff?" I looked back to where my bags were. She looked in the same direction.

"Oh yeah! I forgot." She again whispered a chant, in what I think was Latin language. She waved her hands around in the air as she chanted. I looked at her, then back to the direction of our stuff. It had disappeared! I couldn't believe it.

"What did you do?" I was looking around for my bags.

"Cloaked them, of course. I usually do it with my scooter. Stops any kids stealing it," she grinned. She grabbed my hand and continued to pull me along with her, oblivious to my shock.

"So how is mystic falls? I have never really been out of Portland. I mean I wasn't born here or anything, but I got stuck living here too. Kind of sucks when you're forced to move some where huh? You will get used to it." She was talking in such a rapid speed, that I was finding it hard to keep up.

"So I got my powers when I was like twelve, I was an early bloomer," she grinned up at me. She was slightly shorter than me, but we were near enough the same height.

"I got mine at fourteen," I thought I would share, since she was telling me so much about herself.

"It's a roller-coaster huh? Bad enough with all the puberty hormones settling in, then you turn into a freak show." I was surprised at how mature she sounded.

"I'm thirteen. Witches tend to mature faster than most people," she smiled. It was like she had caught my thoughts, or maybe I was reading too much into it.

"Are there others?" I wondered if the town was full of witches. I had always been stuck in a witchy-bubble, only knowing my Grams as a witch. Knowing there were more, was both exciting and daunting. It scared me a little.

"Hell yeah there are more! Don't feel worried about it. I can sense your fear, I'm clairvoyant. It's sort of my witchy specialty. I'm like a radio that gets signals from everything and everyone." She smiled proudly.

"Here we are! Best diner in town," she beamed.

I didn't protest when she dragged me inside. The smell of fast-food wafting in the air, was making my stomach rumble in hunger. My feet touched a soft floor mat that read 'welcome'. Looking around, it reminded me so much of the mystic grill. It was a lot bigger than the grill, but had the same homely feel. The shiny mahogany floor covered the room, and the tables were separated into more secluded spots. I guess it was because the residents preferred privacy. We took the table nearer to the bar, so we could get our food faster. There were trays lined up, and a help-yourself buffet available. I looked at the menu, too hungry to care about being picky over choices.

"Ohh noo, they don't have chocolate milkshake." I looked at my new friend. She looked as though her favorite toy had been taken away.

"They might have it," I offered, showing her my menu.

"No, they don't," she stated. Like she knew it for a fact. She didn't even look at the menu I handed her.

"I know these things, remember." She winked. I forgot she was supposed to be clairvoyant, or whatever. She was looking at the old lady behind us, who had a little boy with her. The little boy had a bottled milkshake, that he was putting into a cup. Davina was staring at him with envy. She stared for a good few minutes, before turning back to me.

"He got it from the grocery store , it's just down the road," she smiled in that all-knowing way.

"Will you be long?" I know when someone is about to abandon me. My parents made me a pro in that department.

"Course not! Be back shortly." She got up and waved a goodbye, before skipping off out the door.

I was looking for a waitress to take my order, when I felt my gaze pulled to the back of the room. There sat a table with a family. I was immediately drawn to the two that sat in the center. I let out a gasp when I recognized them.

It was the mysterious twins from earlier. The boy and girl with dark hair, and pretty eyes. They had changed clothes since I had saw them last. The boy was now in a navy-blue hoodie, and black jeans. The girl was wearing another top, that looked like it had seen better days. It was white with some band-name on it , and was covered in food stains. I would have thought she was a messy eater, had I not seen the child-highchairs besides their table. There I could see bobbing heads, with blonde hair. Two toddlers from the looks of it. The girl had a spoon in hand, trying to feed them some sloppy looking baby food. It seemed they were more interested in throwing it around them, than eating it. I looked back at the handsome guy with her, the one that had caught my attention previously.

He was sat there reading from a stack of books in front of him. His perfect jaw was ticking in what looked like annoyance. No doubt from the toddlers throwing food all over his books. I noted the other two children sat next to them. One was a young boy, that looked like a younger version of the handsome guy. He had the same short brown hair, but differing eyes. His were dark, like the other girl that sat across the table. The other one was sat next to handsome guy, and her looks were so different in contrast to the others. Her hair was like Caroline's, a blonde mixture of honey tones and sugar-white. It was thick and long, reaching her hips. She was wearing the same faded-ripped jeans as the other twin, and the same messy white top. I wondered if they were all into that grunge look. She seemed oblivious to the toddlers antics, as she sat feasting on a plate of fries.

I stared at them like I was watching the discovery channel. Everything they were doing interested me, and I don't know why. The younger boy was playing on some computer game. He looked frustrated after rapidly pressing the buttons, and handed it to handsome guy. Handsome guy raised his eyebrow, but took the game from the boy. His perfect long fingers pressed the buttons on the game, and looked like it was a chore. He grinned in satisfaction after a few minutes, handing the game back to the other boy. The other boy grinned back, and went back to playing it in concentration. Other twin was still having problems feeding the two toddler-twins, who were now giggling and spitting out their food.

I was so entranced, I didn't even see the younger boy get up. He was heading towards where I was sitting. He went to the food trays behind me, helping himself to a bottle of juice. I hoped I didn't look too creepy, staring at him. I couldn't help it. I was getting that feeling again, where my skin prickled from some some unseen-force. It was not as strong as the energy I had felt from the mystery twins, but it was enough to make me anxious. It was like when someone tapped on your shoulder, making you seek out the culprit. I noticed his back suddenly stiffen, and he even dropped the computer game on the tray. He turned around and looked at me, like I had thrown something at him. I shouldn't have felt so intimidated by a kid, but the strange look he was giving me; made me cringe. He continued to stare at me intensely for a few minutes, before grabbing his stuff and heading back to his table.

I saw him whisper something to the mystery twins. They listened intently, before looking in my direction. Oh shit! Not again. I quickly slid down my chair from view. I was thankful I was short, and the old lady in the front table blocked them from seeing me. I didn't even understand why i felt so anxious at the thought of them catching me. Just that I felt strange sensations, when I see them.

"Bonnie, are you okay? " I hadn't even noticed Davina come back, milkshake in hand. She looked worried by my behavior.

"I'm fine," I lied. I didn't want to tell her about my strange meeting with the creepy kid, or mystery twins.

"Tess called me, she said she has prepared a huge dinner for you at home. Should we head off?" she still sounded worried.

"Yeah, sure" I sat up and tried not to look back at the creepy family. I was glad I had my jacket wrapped around my waist. I put it on, and pulled the hood up; so that most of my face was covered.

"Uhh Bonnie, it's hot outside." Davina was laughing at me. I knew I looked stupid, but felt more comfortable now that I could not be fully recognized.

"I know. Can we get going?" I was desperate to get out of the diner, and away from creepy family.
Davina had already headed out the door, and I was right behind her.I pulled the hood tighter around my face, like I was going out into a blizzard. I cast one last look at them. They were looking at me with wary eyes. Younger boy was glaring at me, while other two girls were curious. Handsome boy had a look that I couldn't distinguish. It was a look of interest, and like his other siblings: suspicion.

I ran out the exit without looking back.