Bonnie walked through the school hallways. The usual crowded hall filled with the chatter of the students was empty and eerily quiet, the only sound coming from her footsteps echoing through the hall.
She looked around the hall. Her eyes scanning over the locker covered walls, the roof and then the floor and she found some kind of droplets on the ground. Bonnie crouched down and inspected it further; she didn't need to get any closer to see that it was blood. The witch frowned and stood back up and she caught sight of more tiny blood drops. They seemed to be forming a trail.
The witch followed the trail, looking around her surroundings constantly to check for any signs of danger or the source of the blood. Bonnie would have believed that it could have been caused by a nose bleed if the spots didn't start to increase in size until finally looking like smudges.
Like someone had been dragged along the floor, smearing the blood all over.
Bonnie gulped as she spotted a considerably large puddle of blood seeping under the door of one of the class rooms. The closer she got to the door, the harder her heart began to pound and the more she began to hear.
It sounded like whimpering, like someone was scared and in pain.
Her instincts as a witch, as a protector kicked in when she heard that and she pushed open the class room door.
A sound between a gasp and a scream passed through her lips when she was hit with the sight before her.
Bodies of her classmates, dead or dying sprawled out all over the room and in the middle of them all she stood, hair dishevelled and laced with blood, the thick crimson liquid also smeared all over her face and clothes.
"Caroline," Bonnie whispered, mortified by what her best friend had done. She turned their class room into a slaughterhouse.
The blonde's attention turned to Bonnie, seemingly noticing the witch for the first time. Bonnie's hear began to beat rapidly as she saw the veins appear around Caroline's eyes and a pair or sharp, white fangs descending.
"Caroline," she tried again, firmer this time as she tried to get through to her friend without showing the fear she felt.
A low growl rumbled in the blonde vampire's chest as she took a predatory step towards Bonnie, causing the witch to take a step back, nearly tripping over one of the many corpses. Bonnie nearly sighed in relief when Caroline stopped approaching her, all traces of her vampire face disappearing (save from the blood she was covered in).
Bonnie gave a small smile, Caroline recognized her.
Her smile was gone as quick as it came as the blood covered blonde suddenly appeared right in front of her. Bonnie caught a quick glimpse of the sharp fangs before her friend brought them painfully down on her neck, biting and tearing through the skin making Bonnie scream in pain.
A few seconds later she was dropped carelessly to the ground, still bleeding, barely alive but able to see Caroline tear into one last victim before she blacked out completely.
Dead.
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From outside Mikael could hear Bonnie's sharp gasp as she awoke from her dream, one that he had sent her. He could hear her heart beating erratically as she tried to shake off the dream, hearing her repeat it over and over again as she tried to calm herself down and will herself back to sleep.
He could not talk to her about Caroline. Anything he would say she would not believe so he had to show her, show her what will eventually become of her best friend. She would not stay the 'good' and controlled vampire forever. From what he has heard, Caroline had not fully experienced her vampire nature and eventually she will want to.
Mikael needed to make Bonnie see that, believe that. He couldn't afford any outside influences pulling her away from him; he needed all of her for this.
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Bonnie sat at one of the booths in the Mystic Grill. She had some time to kill before she met with Mikael later that afternoon and she found herself avoiding Caroline after her dream last night so she decided to do some work on her overdue Calculus homework when someone slid in the seat across from her. She didn't even need to look up to see who it was, she could feel him.
"What the hell do you want?" she questioned as she finished off one of the problems she was working on.
"Ah, Bonnie, just as friendly as ever," he replied sarcastically and Bonnie glared at him.
"What do you want?" she asked again, this time putting emphasis on each word in hopes to get her point across.
"Tell me, Bonnie, do you know anything of Mikael?" he asked and made himself comfortable in the booth.
"Only what Rebekah has told Elena," she answered, scribbling down another answer to her homework. "Why?"
"Oh, no reason, just curious," he answered.
"But I do hear that he has been woken up," she started and put aside her work to focus on the hybrid. "And that he scares the shit out of you," a smirked tugged at her lips.
"My, my, Bonnie, something has certainly changed in you since we last met," he spoke and leant forward, his elbows resting on the table. "What happened, lovely?"
"That is none of your concern," she replied, picking her pen back up and refocusing on her homework.
"So something did happen?"
"Is there a reason that you are here right now?" Bonnie questioned, throwing her pen down on the book in frustration and glaring at him. "Because I'm kind of busy right now."
His eyes narrowed suspiciously. "If I'm not mistaken you are being more hostile than usual."
"And you are being more annoying than usual," she shot back.
"He's contacted you hasn't he? Mikael," Klaus said abruptly and Bonnie hoped that her face and heart rate remained calm.
"Why would he do that?" she asked. "What would he want with me?"
"I don't know, you tell me," he replied.
"Tell you what? I've never met him before, I don't even know what he looks like but because I hate you I'm suddenly working with him?"
"Well I would imagine he would ally with the Salvatore's and considering that you are their weapon-
He was interrupted by a light bold nearby shattering. Both their heads turned to the smoking shards.
"Did I do that?" Bonnie found herself wondering out loud.
"I must have hit a nerve," he smirked and turned back to Bonnie. "Have a falling out with the Salvatore's did we?"
"I'm not their anything and from now on they are on their own," she said and began to put her things away in her bag.
"Leaving so soon?" he pouted.
"I have other, more important things to do than sit her with you," she replied and slide out of the booth, adjusting her bag strap on her shoulder but before she could walk away Klaus was in front of her, hand curling around her arm.
"Let go of me," she demanded but of course he didn't listen.
"If Mikael does approach you, be careful," he told her in a voice that Bonnie found surprising sincere. "He's dangerous, more so than I am and I would hate to see you getting caught in his web of terror."
"You know what? I would love to be there when he finds you. I would love to see the look on your face but most of all I would love to be there when he drives that White Oak stake through your heart," she hissed and tore her arm from his grip and strutted away from him without a second glance.
Klaus waited until Bonnie left the grill before he pulled his cell phone out of his pocket, dialling Elijah's number.
"Niklaus," his older brother's voice sounded into his ear.
"It's Bonnie," he said. "Mikael's using Bonnie."
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The Klonnie scenes are going to really pick up from here as he tries to figure out what Mikael and Bonnie are up to – well aside from trying to kill them of course.
This is just a small filler chapter to keep you going because I may not get to update for a while after today (I'm rushing to get this one out so I had to cut it short) but to make up for that the next chapter will be much longer.
Sorry for any mistakes and pretty please review!
Next Chapter:
It's going to be a big one! More klonnie, Bonnie/Caroline tension, Bonnie meets Finn and Kol, Bonnie and Mikael's relationship grows (just curious – I haven't decided yet but who objects to anything romantic happening between them?), plus a lot more and later on in the story there will be an unexpected friendship blossoming (hint: Bonnie is not one of the parties).
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