AN: Okay, a couple of things I feel I should point out. I changed the summary, because I decided to go a different way with the plot BUT this is still a Stefonnie/Bamon story. I would like to remind you guys that this is a slow burn, so all the hot action is going to take a little while. It will be worth it. Trust me. Shout out to Jack Daniels for sponsoring this chapter and keeping me up to four in the morning to get this done. I hope you guys are still sticking with it because I'm pretty excited about it. Thanks for the reviews. Enjoy!
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"Ouch!" Lizzie cried rubbing her head, "Josie...that hurts!"
Caroline's cornflower blue eyes abandoned the nerve wrecking page of the Dean Koontz book that she was reading and zeroed in on her twin daughters who were busy bickering angrily with each other. It was a beautiful Tuesday afternoon and the blonde vampire thought that if she took her beautiful daughter's to the park things would be relaxing and peaceful, but so far, that hasn't been the case. While she enjoyed being a mother, there were days that the two Gemini twins made her want to pull her hair out. One minute her precious daughters were playing quietly and being adorable with each other, and the next minute, they were running around giving each other mini aneurisms and trying to set each other's pants on fire. Alaric told her that it was just a phase but Caroline wasn't so sure. As they matured, their magic grew as well and Caroline noticed that it was starting to affect their personalities. While Lizzie was quiet and predictable, Josie was wild and mean spirited. Watching as the two girls squared off, Caroline knew that she had to step in before the train went off the rails.
"I'm going to count down to one," Caroline warned before slowly rising to her feet, "If you two don't play nice, we all can pack it up and go home right now."
The eldest twin pouted before dropping the fist full of sand clutched in her tiny hands on the ground. Folding her arms across her chest, she slowly turned and faced the blonde vampire with annoyed look on her face.
"It's not my fault! She started it!" Josie complained unhappily.
Lizzie face darkened with outrage.
"No I didn't," she scowled, "She did!"
Wham! Caroline slammed her magazine down on the bench before shooting to her feet and stomping over to her daughters who had the good sense to look remorseful.
"I don't care who started it. If you two don't start behaving, I will be the one to finish it. You either be kind to one another, or I will ground you both for a week! Do I make myself clear?" Caroline warned sternly.
"Yes ma'am," Josie and Lizzie mumbled lowering their gazes in shame.
Caroline bit her bottom lip softly feeling guilty. She hated having to take a firm stance with them, but she knew that it was necessary in order to be a good mother.
"Listen, I don't want to be the mean mommy, but I need you both to know that it's not okay for the two of you to fight each other. You are sister's and you are suppose to look out for one another. We are family and family means we look out for each other. We have each other's backs, got it?" she insisted.
They nodded simultaneously. "Got it."
"Good girls," Caroline murmured kissing them both on the forehead, "Now go and play."
As Josie and Lizzie ran off towards the jungle gym hand in hand, Caroline felt her cold dead heart swell with joy. It always made her feel victorious whenever she was able to moderate peace between her two baby girls.
"Motherhood looks really sexy on you, Caroline."
Caroline felt her blood run cold as she recognized the sinister presence standing behind her. Turning around slowly, she felt her whole body become tense as she came face to face with Stefan Salvatore. He was wearing dark denim jeans and a figure hugging black cotton shirt and a demented smile.
"Stalking me while I'm at a playground with my daughter's. That's not creepy at all," she said coldly as she crossed her arms across her chest.
Stefan grinned vapidly.
"Most women would be flattered that I would bother to take time out of my busy schedule to pay them a visit," the Salvatore vampire protested, "Instead of scolding me, you should be thanking me."
"I don't know what you think you are doing here, but you need to turn around and leave," Caroline warned dangerously, "Now!"
Stefan ignored her thinly veiled threat and sat beside her on the park bench.
"It's funny how time flies," Stefan murmered as he watched the Gemeni twins play with a fond smile on his lips, "I can't help but notice that they look more like thier biological mother with each passing day."
His less than subtle verbal jab caused Caroline to tense, but she had too much pride to allow Stefan to see how much his statement had affected her. The blonde vampire knew that whenever Stefan was struggling with his humanity, he could be a cold and ruthless bastard. In the past she would do whatever it took to bring him back from the edge of darkness, but now that she had daughters and a family to worry about, she realize that she could no longer just drop everything so she could become Stefan's savior. No matter how much she loved him, she knew that there were times where he would have to save himself, and unfortunately, this was one of those times.
"Stefan, the last time we were together, I made it perfectly clear that I do not want to have anything to do you," she started, "So why don't you make like your humanity switch and fuck off?"
Stefan chuckled softly.
"Such dirty language, Caroline. I would hate for you to set such a poor example for those impressionable daughters of yours," he tsked disapprovingly.
Caroline shifted her body slightly so that she was staring Stefan dead in the eye.
"I broke up with you. We are not together. How are you having trouble comprehending that?" she snarled angrily.
Stefan threw his hands in the air in mock surrender.
"Oh, I get it. You made that perfectly clear that we were over when you threw my ring in my face and told me to go to hell," he said calmly.
"Yet here you are," Caroline snipped irritated as she folded her arms across her petite chest.
"I'm here because I need a favor," he started.
"Seriously Stefan? You really expect me to do you a favor? Let's take a moment and recap. You showed up at the Miss Mystic Falls Pagenat that I organized and caused chaos. You assaulted Damon with a clothes hanger not to mention that you crossed a major line when you forced your blood down Bonnie's throat," she said ticking off his list of crimes on her slender fingers with an annoyed look on her face.
My blood isn't the only thing that was down her throat that day, Stefan mused.
Thinking back on the kiss that he had brazenly stolen from Bonnie, the vampire felt his smile turn into a self satisfied smirk. He knew that if she had her magic, she would have probably set his ass on fire but even then, that flames he would have felt from her wrath wouldn't have been as hot as that lips had been soft and tasted like a mixture of blood and champagne and he had regretted not allowing himself to indulge longer than he had. What had surprised him was the fact that she didn't immediately pull away. Instead, she had allowed him to explore her mouth with his eager tongue and the moan that he had provoked from her hadn't been of disgust or fear. He recalled how her mint green eyes had glossed over and how she had subconsciously licked her lips when the kiss had ended prematurely. The little witch had actually liked it which had made his ego swell ever so slightly.
Biting down on his lower lip softly, Stefan allowed himself a brief moment to fantasize about what could have happened if Bonnie hadn't pushed him away. In his mind, he would have pushed her up against the wall and tore off what was left of her ruined dress so that her beautiful, lithe body would have been exposed to his hungry gaze. Naturally, the little witch would have protested vehemently, but he would have put a stop to all of that by taking her panties off with his teeth before slipping his tongue into her hot dripping core. Swallowing a quiet moan, he felt a twitch in his lower extremities as he thought about her nails scraping against his scalp as she held his head firmly pressed against her woman hood as she begged him desperately not to stop. After he had driven her to the point of red hot desire, he would have stolen yet another heated kiss before bending her over the nearest flat surface and fucked her. While she was squirming and moaning and working through her orgasm, he would wait for the right moment before plunging his fangs into her neck and bleeding her dry. The entire time, his pathetic brother would have no choice but to watch as Stefan gave Bonnie extreme pleasure before cutting her life short.
Stefan was so lost in thought that he didn't realize that Caroline was still talking untill she snapped her fingers inches away from his face.
"Stefan!"
The Ripper's bluish eyes flew open and he forced a smile as he found Caroline glaring at him annoyed.
"Sorry," he apologized clearing his throat and flashing his teeth in an attempt to look innocent and harmless. Apart of him was irritated that the blonde vampire had interrupted his fantasy, but a part of him was relieved. There was no point of day dreaming about something that was never going to happen. Bonnie was too loyal, and Stefan was too demented for her to even consider dropping her panties for him.
"I was distracted," he explained as he wiggled his eyebrows suggestively.
Caroline stared at him warily before a light blush filled her cheeks.
"Please tell me that you didn't interrupt my precious time with my kids so that you could have a chance to flirt me. Believe it or not Stefan, not everything could be forgiven just because you bat your eyes and lick your lips. Until you become the man that I know, respect and love, I'm done. I'm interested in investing in you emotionally or physically," she said seriously.
Stefan stared at her blankly before bursting out into laughter. He was always aware at how self absorb Caroline could be at times, but it was really incredible to watch her think that the world resolved around her and that it was impossible that he could possibly be thinking about anyone but her. He was tempted to let her in on his previous train of thought, but he knew that his pettiness would only come back to bite him in the ass in the long run. It was obvious that when Bonnie told Caroline about her run in with Stefan, she left out the part where he had kissed her. Stefan knew that by telling Caroline, the blonde would demand to know why Bonnie kept it a secret and Bonnie would resent him for throwing her under the bus and any chance he had of cornering her and kissing her again would go right out the window.
Clearing his throat, Stefan put on a straight face.
"You are right, Caroline. After what I did, I have no right to sit here and expect anything from you. You have every right to want to keep your distance from me," he said softly, "I just need you to know that the favor isn't for me. It's for a mutual acquaintance of ours."
Caroline arched a blonde eyebrow curiously.
"What acquaintence?" she asked warilly.
"Bonnie," he said somberly.
At the mention of her life long friend, Caroline immediatly became concern.
"What's wrong?" she demanded, her voice becoming extremely pitchy, "Is she in trouble?"
"It's too soon to say. All I know is that you should keep a closer eye on her. Last time we spoke, she made it seem that she was going to somehow try to save me from myself and from Cade, and I don't think I need to explain to you why that's not only foolish, but extremely dangerous," Stefan said curtly as he took off his sunglasses and perched them on top of his head.
Caroline frowned as she stared into her ex fiance's piercing eyes. Just when she thought Stefan could no longer surprise her, he shows up randomly appearing to give a damn about Bonnie's well being. While a part of her was desperate to give him the benefit of doubt and fan the flames of hope dancing inside of her at the possibility of seeing a glimmer of the man she fell in love with, the more practical side of her remained cynical. She knew that this act of concern was more likely a ploy in whatever sadistic game he was planning.
"So what do you expect me to do? Tell her to write you off and expect her to listen? We both know that she cares too much about Damon, so why on Earth would she give up trying to save his brother?" she asked stiffly.
Hearing Damon's name caused Stefan to scowl deeply.
"Wait. Please tell me that you didn't think Bonnie is ready to tangle with the devil for your soul because she actually gives a damn about you. You think Bonnie is ready to risk it all because she values you as a friend?" Caroline inquired with faux sympathy in her voice, "She is doing it because saving you means Damon will be happy and we both know that Bonnie would move heaven and earth for that arrogant prick."
Stefan bristled and Caroline could see that she was starting to get under his skin.
"Say what you want, Caroline, but at least Bonnie isn't like you or Elena. She doesn't give up on people and move on when they fail to meet her impossibly high standards," he snarled.
Caroline laughed humorlessly.
"Give me a break, Stefan. You can tell yourself whatever it takes to make you sleep better at night, but we both know the truth. You can't create all of this chaos around you and play victim. You see yourself as the victim, and for some god awful reason Bonnie thinks that she can save you, but in the end, she will become like me and Elena. She will see that you are a monster who destroys everything and everyone around you and when she has had enough of being constantly let down and disappointed by you, she will give up on you," she said coldly, "You are going to wake up one day and find that everyone has moved on and left you behind and you will have no one left to blame but yourself."
Stefan right eye twiched in response but he remained stoic and silence. He had too much pride to allow Caroline to see how much his words had affected him.
"Why did you really come here, Stefan?" Caroline asked wearilly as she turned away from him, "We both know that you don't care about anyone but yourself. If you are really concerned about Bonnie, then perhaps you should do her and the world a favor and stay away from her. Taking advantage of her savior complex so that you could feel like you worth saving is both pathetic and desperate."
Stefan grabbed Caroline's wrist and violently yanked her into his arms and lowered his face towards hers dangerously. "You may see me as pathetic and desperate, but you also forget that I'm very dangerous. Today I may feel the need to look out for the little witch, and tomorrow, I could just as easily decide to wake up, bleed her dry and have her broken body delivered to your front door piece by piece. What do you think, Caroline? Do you think it's wise to blindly provoke me knowing all of the terrible things that I am capable of?"
His threat made Caroline eyes widen with horror. Starring at the vicious vampire glaring down at her murderously, it was hard to believe that she had fallen in love with someone who had ice water running through his veins. Anyone who could stand there and threaten one of her best friends without batting a single eyelash was a man that she couldn't see herself having a future with and the thought of living a life with Stefan in it broke her heart and made tears burn the corners of her eyes. Not wanting to let him see her cry, she jerked her arm out of his grip before leveling him with a stare that was deadly.
"I'm going to tell you this one time only. Stay away from me. Stay away from my kids and stay away from Bonnie," Caroline warned him coldly with her index finger poking him in the center of his chest, "Come near any of us again, and I will take you down."
Stefan stared at the blonde with an mocking smile on his lips that caused his ex fiancé's scowl to deepen.
"Don't worry, Caroline. I'll keep my distance for now on. Now that I'm no longer in the coffin of pending matromony, I will have plenty of enjoyable ways to spend my nights," he taunted with a michevious gleam in his eyes.
Caroline's face twisted in disgust.
"You really are a bastard, Stefan."
"I know, but you always knew that and fell in love with me anyways, so what does that say about you?" he grinned wickedly.
Before she could respond, Stefan walked behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist securely before resting his chin on her shoulder casually.
"I'm not going to take up anymore of your time," he murmered as he pressed his lips against the shell of her right ear, "Tell the rugrats that Uncle Stefan says hi."
Caroline whirled around to give her ex fiance a piece of her mind but was annoyed to find that he was nowhere to be found. The fact that Stefan could be cold and cruel one minute and warm and affectionate the next made her head spin and her stomach turn. He was extremely dangerous when he was unstable, and the thought of Bonnie being caught in her ex lover's cross hair made her very uneasy. She made a mental note to call Bonnie later and warn her to keep her distance from Stefan. She had lost Bonnie more times than she cared to think about. The thought of losing her again and at the hands of the man she was still in love made her physically ill.
Not wanting to dwell on her dark thoughts any longer, she turned her attention back to her daughters playing peacefully in the park.
."Josie! Lizzie! It's time to go," Caroline announced loudly before turning and gathering the juice boxes and fruit roll ups and stuffing them back into the over sized purse hanging off her right shoulder.
Hearing the sound of giggling and chatter, the blonde vampire lifted her head and watched as the two energetic twins skipped towars her hand in hand. Thier chestnut brown pigtails was dancing in the air, and thier faces were flushed from laughter and physical exhersion. As they drew closer to her, they slowed down thier acceleration and wrapped thier petite arms around her legs.
"Mommy, can we play a little while longer?" Josie pleaded sweetly as she adorned her puppy dog eyes.
"Actually I have a better idea," Caroline said flashing her brightest smile, "It's getting late. Why don't we go home and get some ice cream?"
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The sound Ed Sheeran crooning greeted Bonnie's ears as she opened the door and crossed over the threshold into Mystic Fall's Grille. Looking around the eatery, she wasn't surprised to find the place half empty. It was an early evening on a Thursday afternoon. The only people who were in the establishment were a couple of regular drinkers occupying seats at the bar, servers on their break and Matt Donovan who was seated in a booth near the pool table. He was in his uniform and talking on the phone with an amused expression on his face. Running her fingers through her hair, she quickly made her way over to his table and slid down into the booth across from him. He greeted her with a warm smile and after a few more seconds he ended his phone call.
"Sorry I'm late. There was an emergency at the Salvatore Boarding House," she sighed as she sat directly across from him.
Matt smiled sardonically.
"Let me guess. Someone decided to put an end to all of our misery and burned down that house of horrors?" he asked slyly.
Bonnie laughed shaking her head. "No such luck I'm afraid. Sybil decided to take out some frustration on Damon and he needed me to patch him up."
"You're a saint. I would have probably left him lying in the pool of his own blood," he muttered.
Bonnie didn't blame Matt for the hostility that he had towards Damon. Matt had tried to maintain civil relationship with the eldest Salvatore over the years, but after Damon had brutally murdered Tyler, Matt had refused to forgive him and begin to fester a deep hatred for the arrogant vampire. Despite the fact that Damon had saved Matt's father's life along with the population within the walls of Mystic Falls, Matt still wasn't anywhere close to forgiving the vampire for all of the many terrible things that he had done over the years.
Sensing that the conversation was heading in a negative direction, Bonnie cleared her throat and decided to change the topic.
"Enough about Damon. How are things going down at the station?" Bonnie asked curiously as she took a sip of her diet coke.
"Things have been relatively quiet. The most exciting thing I had to deal with this week was a property dispute between two petty neighbors," he grinned amused, "It may sound weird, but sometimes I miss the days when I got to run around town with stakes and wooden bullets hunting the latest supernatural badass."
"Take it for someone who is still involved in that world, I would give anything to say that the worst part of my week is dealing with civil torts," she sighed heavily, "Between Stefan running around half cocked and Damon being stalked and tortured by an obsessed siren, I don't even remember what normal feels like."
Matt gave her a sympathetic smile. He was preparing to respond when a waitress approached their table cheerfully.
"Hi, guys. Welcome to Mystic Grill. My name is Caitlyn and I will be your waitress this afternoon. Are you guys ready to order?" she inquired cheerfully..
"I will have the chicken salad and a root beer," Bonnie ordered before closing her menu.
Matt opened his mouth to place his order, but Caitlyn interrupted him abruptly.
"Let me guess. You want a double cheeseburger, well done with all the dressing and no ketchup and a Sprite with no ice," she recited batting her long dark eyelashes at Matt causing Bonnie to grin amused
"Perfect," Matt murmered winking at her.
Caitlyn noticed the inquisitive look on Bonnie's face and cleared her throat softly.
"Sheriff Donovan eats her every other day. It wasn't hard to memorize his order," she explained shyly.
Matt flashed his most professional smile. "Thank you, Caitlyn."
The brunette giggled nervously, before picking up the leather black check book and disappearing behind the bar.
Bonnie bit down on her bottom lip softly to keep from exploding with laughter.
"Bonnie," Matt whined embarrassed.
"She's pretty cute, Matt. Why don't you just bite the bullet and ask her out? We and I both know that it's extremely rare to find someone in this town who is hot, human and normal," Bonnie giggled enjoying how much she was making the former quarter back blush..
"You may not know this, but there are a group of women who are attracted to civil servants. We like to call them badge chasers. Caitlyn is a nice girl, but she has already been with half of the police department and several firefighters," he informed wryly, "I'm looking for something a bit more serious. Anyways, enough about me. What's going on with you?"
Bonnie sighed as a diffrent waitress delivered their drinks to the table before scurrying off to attend to other customers.
"Well...Enzo and I were talking and he asked me how would I feel if he decided to take the cure," she informed casually as she took a sip of her root beer, "I just don't know how to feel about him giving up his immortality just for me. It's a very intense decision and it's one he needs to make without factoring me into it."
"You are the love of his life. Of course he is going to take your relationship into consideration," Matt said patiently.
"I'm just worried that if he takes the cure and for some reason we don't work out, he will regret taking the cure and I don't want him to grow to resent me," Bonnie said quietly.
The conversation was briefly interrupted when Caitlyn returned and placed their meals down in front of them.
"Bonnie, you can't look at things that way," Matt chided gently as he took a bite into his fry,"Yes, we both know from personal experiances that bad things happen. People get put under sleeping spells, people sucumb to their blood addictions...people die. You can't let fear stop you from living your life. Enzo is everything you have ever wanted and he loves you more than anything in the world. He obviously wants a future with you so that you two can move forward and have all the things you use to dream about. Marriage, kids, a real family. You just have to be brave enough to take that next step."
Bonnie stared at him feeling a warmth spread through her heart.
"Have I told you lately how wise you are?" she grinned.
"No, but there's no need to state the obvious," he replied winking at her.
The two sat in a comfortable silence before the sound of the bell at the front door chimed indicating a new customer had entered the establishment. Looking up from his meal, Matt suddenly made a face of displeasure.
"Something wrong?" she inquired stabbing a piece of chicken and lettuce with her fork and sticking it in her mouth.
"Don't look now, but Brody Sharp just walked in," he grumbled rolling his big blue eyes.
The smile that Bonnie had been wearing seconds earlier slowly faded. Brody Sharp was a thirty eight year old car dealership owner who for some inexplicable reason decided to hand over his business to his two sons before running for mayor. She heard things about Brody around town and the things that she had heard wasn't all that great. He was a staunch conservative who went against everything Bonnie stood for socially and politically, and he was the last person she wanted to be in a position of power concerning the town she had spent a good chunk of her life protecting. He had plastered posters with the phrase "Mystic Falls will Rise Again" which really didn't sit too well with her. While he seemed popular with a majority of the town, Bonnie didn't particularly care for him. He came across as entitled, arrogant and a bit of a jackass.
"Last week polls says that he is well on his way to becoming this town's next mayor. It's really going to suck having that guy as a boss," he griped unhappily.
Bonnie smirked.
"I wouldn't be surprised if he didn't have you and your officers turn in your badges and gun for khakis and tiki torches," she said rolling her eyes as she polished off the rest or her soda.
Matt chuckled and threw a fry at her playfully.
"You are so wrong for that,"he said shaking his head.
As Brody made his way to the bar, Matt leaned in towards Bonnie with a conspiratorial twinkle in his eyes.
"I actually heard rumors that he plans on revamping the Founder's Counsel. From what I hear, it's going to be an organization where all of the powerful and wealthy people of this town are able to get together and make decisions regarding us little people," he informed, "Talk about your over glorified snob fest."
Bonnie frowned.
"Or he could be forming it so it can be restored for it's orignal purpose. This town doesn't need a mayor who already has backward views on issues that affects the average person. Can you imagine what he will be like once he starts going after people who are supernatural?" Bonnie murmured worried, "I would hate to see history repeat itself."
Seeing the concern and fear etched in Bonnie's face, Matt reached across the table and squeezed her hand reassuringly.
"Don't worry, Bon. I'm going to keep my ear to the ground and see what I can find out. Just tell our little blood sucking residents to be more careful. The last thing this town needs is a witch hunt," he grumbled before flashing an apologetic smile, "No offense."
Bonnie laughed amused. "None taken."
After paying the check, Bonnie and Matt made their way out of thier resteraunt making small talk as they headed towards their respective vehicles.
As the two friends parted ways, Bonnie s fished her phone from her purse and wasn't surpised to find that she had a missed call.
Hey, darling. I was just calling tell you that Damon and I are finally finished cleaning up at the Boarding House and I'm heading home. I love you and I cannot wait to see you."
Bonnie bit back a smile before pulling her cell phone away from her ear and hitting the red phone icon. Climbing in her car, she stuck the key into the ignition causing the engine to roar to life. As she made her way home, her thoughts begin to drift towards the loving vampire waiting for her arrival. She knew that Enzo was going to bring up taking the cure again, and Bonnie knew that she was going to have to give him an answer. While she was deeply in love with Enzo St. John, a part of her was hesitant whenever the topic of commitment would come up. When it came to relationships, Bonnie didn't have the best track record. In fact, looking back at her history, Bonnie would admit that she was the last person to bet on to have a successful romance. Her first real love Jeremy Gilbert had been an epic failure. She had loved him so hard and deeply only to be rewarded with the cold hard fact that he had still had lingering feelings for his ghost girlfriend despite the fact that he claimed to love Bonnie. Even though she had eventually gotten over the heartbreak and given him another chance, she had learned she was far more invested in making it work than he ever was. He proved as much when he had decided to move on instead of fighting to bring her back when she had been trapped on the other side with Damon. Bonnie had sworn to never invest that much love and loyalty into another man, but her resolve had faded over time as she had grew closer to the last person she ever thought she would care about Damon Salvatore.
Thinking about thier relationship caused a bitter sweet smile to touch her lips. Some would say that she had unrequited feelings for the insanely attractive vampire, but Bonnie always kept those traitorous feelings buried deep down. She was smart enough to know that nothing good would come from adoring a man who only had eyes for Elena Gilbert. However, she found that her feelings for Damon were a lot closer to the surface. When he had looked her in the face and decided that he rather desiccate and unknowingly broke her heart. She had thought that she would never recover from the closest friend she had abandoning her, but than Enzo came along and changed everything. It took awhile, but he had her earned her trust, her loyalty and eventually her heart. Unlike Jeremy and Damon, Enzo never betrayed her and given her a reason not to trust him. He has been everything she has ever dreamed of and she was hesitating moving forward in their relationship because she was scared of her past repeating itself?
In that moment, she made her decision. She was going to stop being afraid and move forward with Enzo. If he was willing to take the cure for her, she was willing to commit to a future with him.
She was turning down the road leading to her neighborhood, when she spotted something peculiar. A white horse was standing on the shoulder of the road and it looked completly out of place. Curious, she pulled her car over and turned the engine off before getting out and approaching it slowly. The closest horse ranch was Mr. Jones place which was on the opposite end of town, which was why Bonnie was both intrigued and baffled by the beasts presence near a residential environment. Most of Mr. Jones horses were older, mix breed and calico, but this horse appeared to be flawless. It's mane was white as snow, it's eyes was inky black and he was easily nine feet tall. He seemed like something that came straight out of an enchanted fairytale.
"Hey, cutie. What are you doing out here all by yourself?" she murmered petting it's face gently, "Whoever owns you must be worried sick that you are gone."
The horse cocked his head as if he was studying Bonnie and processing the words coming out of her mouth.
"It's not safe for you to be on this road," she continued, "Plenty of jack asses come around that corner driving over the speed limit and not paying attention to where they are going."
The horse huffed and snorted causing Bonnie to giggle.
Suddenly the horse turned away from her and slowly galloped into the woods. Bonnie stepped back and gasped loudly as she noticed that the horse had left a trail of fire in its wake burning a mysterious path into the woods.
Okay, now that is really weird, Bonnie thought to herself as she stared after the retreating horse with her mouth parted slightly. She knew the smart thing to do was to get back into her car and head home. After all, she had watched enough horror movies to know that any mystery that involves the wood would only lead to terror, screams and her untimely murder, but something in her gut told her that walking away wasn't an option. Pushing back her anxiety, she turned and slowly made her way down the burning trail leading deeper into the woods. Above her head, she heard the sounds of a dozen ravens cawing unhappilly as they flew by in a flurry.
First a white horse bolts into the woods leaving behind a trail of fire and now a murder of ravens appear out of nowhere. This is beyond creepy, Bonnie thought as she stopped walking and looked around the atmosphere nervously. The fire had went out, and the horse was nowhere to be found. Her stomach began to twist in knots and a cold sweat began to break out across her body despite the humidity hanging in the evening air. Realizing that her curiosity was leading her into a bad situation, Bonnie whirled on her heels and was preparing to take off back towards the road when she hit something hard causing her to stumble back.
Bonnie's green eyes widened when she found herself starring up at an attractive black guy dressed in a sharp grey suit and flashing the whitest teeth that she had ever seen in her life. He was over six feet tall and appeared to be in his early thirties. He also had full lower lips, dark brown eyes and wide cheekbones.
"I looked, and behold, an ashen horse; and he who sat on it had the name Death; and Hades was following with him. Authority was given to them over a fourth of the earth, to kill with sword and with famine and with pestilence and by the wild beasts of the earth," he thundered with a dark smile on his lips.
Immediatly, Bonnie took a step back as she felt the hair on the back of her arms stand up.
"Who are you?" Bonnie asked warilly.
The mysterious stranger shoved his hands deep in his pockets before taking a stepforward and closing the distance between them. Bonnie breath caught in her throat as she could have sworn she saw flames dancing in the dark reflection of his eyes.
"I go by many different names, but you can call me Cade."
End Note: Ahh...shit. I know some of you may be confused about the Founder's Counsel being reintroduce, but trust me. It will serve it's purpose.