Pooping out chapters like its my job. Happy New Year folks!
The days had grown tedious in nature Damon had noticed, and it had occurred long before Bonnie had gone to the dark side. When he had been searching for Stefan that one summer, he at least had Alaric or Elena to distract him from the small town boredom that plagued him. Now he was just waiting for something to happen.
He missed the simpler days when he would terrorize and drink humans without any repercussions. He missed causing havoc. Why was Silas the only enemy in Mystic Falls right now? Where were the vampires and werewolves? He wanted to kill something. He was tired of feeling like a chump.
Stefan tried to keep him company, but he and Elena had become friends again and, obviously, he had never stopped loving her. Damon didn't think Elena had stopped loving Stefan either; Caroline had said as much to him. Honestly, apologizing to her was a lapse of judgment because now she talked to him more openly.
And she had told everyone about his apology so they talked to him more too. He just wanted to go back to when everyone was afraid of him and/or hated him. Maybe he would just pack up and leave. Move to an island like Bora Bora, drink from a coconut and lie around with beautiful women in string bikinis all day. He wondered what Bonnie looked like in a bikini…
And there she was invading the privacy of his own mind again. She was driving him crazy and she wasn't even around! The worst part was he heard two voices: her old self telling him he was a coward for running away from his problems, and the diabolical one telling him it was in his right to leave and to save her a spot on his hammock.
He was tired of thinking about Bonnie. He didn't want to chase after her anymore; he didn't want to devote his life looking for a woman again. He wanted to be done trying to save people who didn't want to be saved. He wanted to leave the heroics to Stefan; he was better at it anyways. Damon vowed to stop caring and do what he wanted to do. So he did.
He wasn't surprised at Stefan and Elena's reaction when they came into the boarding house one day and he was drinking from a tall, curly haired Latin basketball player who was on her way home from school; three of her friends danced around the living room in bras and panties with bite marks all over their bodies.
They walked in- shocked at the party- and Damon offered to share. The next moment Elena was screaming at Damon that what he was doing was wrong and throwing the girls' clothes at them. Stefan helped by compelling them to forget everything that had happened, that they had gotten a flat tire on the way home, and gave them a little bit of blood to heal their wounds.
Damon dropped onto the couch. "Good to know you two are back to being the morality police."
Elena glared at him and ushered the team members out. That was another thing- Elena was less skittish around him now. She had gone back to being the girl who had slapped him that one time he tried to kiss her and fiercely protected Caroline when she found out he was abusing her.
It was really annoying. She almost treated him like Jeremy- chastising him while she cleaned up his messes and trying to tell him what to do with his days. She never seemed to shut up.
She came back into the house and stood next to Stefan in the middle of the living room. "What's going on with you, Damon? You've been disappearing for days and then you come back with random woman to have loud sex-"
"Jealous?"
"And keep us up all night! We can't run to Matt every single day!"
"You gonna ground me, mom? Tell her I'm a growing boy, dad," he said to Stefan. He licked the rest of the blood off his lips. "You know one of them is still upstairs with Jeremy."
"WHAT? JEREMY!" Elena ran upstairs and barged into Jeremy's room. The two downstairs could hear her tell the girl that she needed to call her friends immediately.
Damon waggled his eyebrows at Stefan, who just shook his head. She raced back downstairs and out the door in a blur. She was back a minute later. "I got her to her friends and compelled her to forget she was ever her."
She sighed and pushed her hair out of her face. "You can't keep doing this, Damon."
He put his hands behind his head and leaned back. "I'm just having a little fun."
"No, you're acting out. This is so classic you."
"Classic me? Oh, God is this a 'family' meeting?" he asked incredulously.
"This is about Bonnie, isn't it?"
Damon's face scrunched up dramatically. "Excuse me?"
"It is! It is about Bonnie. Its fine that you miss her, Damon, but none of this is going to bring her back."
"You're preaching to the wrong choir."
"She was my friend too! And I miss her so much. We all do. But this has to stop." She gave Stefan a pointed look and went back to Jeremy's room.
Damon and Stefan listened to the conversation upstairs: "What the hell were you thinking?"
"What, he just came upstairs and dropped her off! What was I supposed to do?"
"Its Damon, Jeremy, what did you think was happening?" The voices continued but Stefan had heard enough.
Stefan looked at Damon. "She's right, brother. Dial it down a bit."
"Don't start," Damon warned. He rubbed his temples.
"She doesn't know how much Bonnie means to you, but I do. She'll come back…its Bonnie."
Damon ran a hand over his face and checked to make sure Elena was still arguing with Jeremy. "She's killing people, Stefan."
"What?"
"The witches we got the grimoires from, the witch in The Grille, whoever she's finding right now. She is killing them in cold blood."
"That can't be right…"
Damon got up and stood a breath away from Stefan. "I saw her burn that girl who attacked us into ash. She had an entire hotel at her beck and call! Its not Bonnie."
"Why are you just telling me now? Does anyone else know?"
Damon shook his head and walked to the fireplace. "What would be the point? There's nothing we can do about it."
"Why is she killing them?"
"Because she's insane? How the hell should I know!"
"Okay," Stefan said. "Ok-"
There was a knock at the door. The brothers exchanged glances and went to answer the door. Lucy Bennett stood at the door in a heavy beige, wool coat; her breaths were white puffs in the frigid air. "What the hell did you guys do to my cousin?"
Damon looked at her with no recognition. "Who are you?"
"Damon that's Bonnie's cousin Lucy," Stefan said.
"I helped you take down Katherine once."
Oh, right. Damon remembered her. "Weren't you the reason we couldn't kill her, too?"
"I'm pretty sure I made up for that. Are you going to let me in or you're just gonna let me freeze my ass off out here?"
They moved out of her way and she stepped inside. Elena and Jeremy came down the stairs.
"Lucy," Elena greeted "What are you doing here?"
"Trying to figure out what happened to my cousin."
"You saw her?"
She nodded. "When I was in Memphis three days ago. Last time I saw her she was innocent. She was new, but she was powerful. She was good. But now…" she sighed and walked further into the house; the others could followed her.
Lucy dropped her large black purse onto the armchair and went straight for the booze. The others sat on the couch. "We both knew staying in this town would cause her trouble, I guess we just didn't know how much. Tell me what happened."
They retold the events that led up to Bonnie's transformation. She shook her head numerous times throughout the story. After they had finished, she told a story of her own.
"Me and some friends had been hearing whispers about witches mysteriously going missing or being found drained of their magic and killed. One night, Bonnie shows up at my friend's place; she didn't even realize I was there until I grabbed her arm. She told me to join her, or stay out of her way."
"She told us to stay out of her way too. Damon said her eyes were completely black, like she was possessed by a demon," Elena said.
Lucy poured herself another drink. "There's no such thing as demons. Some Bible thumpers just interpreted things incorrectly, as usual."
"If it's not a demon then what is it?" Jeremy asked.
"It all has to do with witches; that's where the seven deadly sins came from- they were created by witches: Antonia for gluttony, Ava for greed, Vita for wrath, Lucilla for pride, Miriam for envy, Tamar for lust, and Dinah for sloth."
"Where have I heard those names before?" Damon asked.
"Its witch history, maybe you read it somewhere. These seven witches were some of the most powerful of their time-I'm talking BC. They were trying to protect their families from corrupt leaders with their magic; they wouldn't help these officials use their powers for evil, so they were classified as evil and killed only after watching their families die.
But their powers were so strong that their energies continued to flow through both worlds, corrupting others and manipulating them to commit the crimes they were accused of doing based on a person's fears, needs, or desires. For regular humans it's a push in the wrong direction, but for witches…its all consuming, Its still them in there but the line between wrong and right have been erased."
She sighed. "Being on the other side…watching loved ones die over and over again and not being able to do anything about it…she must have unconsciously called to them. Greed and wrath must have latched onto her."
"How do you know its greed and wrath?"
"Think about what she's doing. She's not killing tbese witches for no reason- she's stealing their magic- that has to be greed. And she's fixated on destroying those who hurt her- that's wrath."
She finished her drink and waited for them to soak it all in.
"Wait a second…Damon did you know she was killing witches the entire time? Why didn't you tell anyone?" Elena questioned.
Damon sighed. "I literally just had this conversation with Stefan."
Elena tried to say something else but Lucy jumped in. "When was the last time you saw Bonnie?"
Damon retold his reunion with Bonnie in Salt Lake City. Lucy nodded contemplatively. "So she hasn't turned on any of you just yet."
"Well she did kill me that day," Damon said.
"But not a true death for a vampire. That means she's focusing on the most recent affront to her: Silas killing her dad in front of her."
She started walking around the room. "Silas might be her current obsession right now, but if she succeeds in killing him, she's going to a find a new one. And I'll bet my life savings its one of you."
"Why would you think that?" Jeremy asked.
"Her mother was turned into a vampire to save Elena's life. More important than that was Sheila; she really meant a lot to Bonnie. And you just told me she died for you."
That only scratched the surface of Bonnie's fucked up life-they really didn't need any more explanation.
"How do we stop her? How do we get her back to the way she used to be?" Stefan asked.
"We have to purge the energy out of her body; we have to cleanse her system, but first we need to find her. I'll try a locator spell. Do any of you have anything of hers?"
Damon took Lucy to Bonnie's house to pick something up for the spell. The place was in shambles. Broken glass and ceramic pieces littered the floor and paintings were haphazardly hanging off walls with their canvases torn. The cabinets in the kitchen were wide open and their contents shattered on the floor.
Her room was even worse; her drawer had been used as firewood and her mattress was split open in the middle. There was a picture of the three girls on the floor with Elena and Caroline's faces burned out.
"That's not a good sign," Damon commented. They tried to look for something to use.
Lucy stopped rummaging and looked at Damon. "Why'd you go in for her Damon? The other side."
"I owed her one," he stated simply. He kicked over her plastic green trashcan and moved junk around with his foot.
"You could have been dead for good if you died in there. It was a huge risk and you're trying to tell me that it was all because you wanted to settle a debt?"
Damon stopped and looked at the window seat. "What are you implying?"
Lucy went back to searching for something useful. "Nothing your willing to admit apparently."
Damon scowled at Lucy's nosiness, but didn't say anything. Why was everyone always questioning him? He didn't even know this chick and yet she acted like she knew all his secrets. Bennetts. I guess all of them are judgey and meddlesome. He went into the bathroom and found her toothbrush.
"Will this work?" he asked Lucy.
She took the toothbrush and nodded her head. "Let's go."
They got back to the boarding house and Lucy set up the spell; she spread out a map on the coffee table.
"Fes matos tribum nas ex viras, Sequitas saguines, Ementas asten mihan ega petous."
The map burst into flames and completely burned away.
"Damn," Lucy said. "That's a powerful protection spell she has on her. She doesn't want to be found and she won't be. We have to wait for her to come to us."
"We've been doing that this whole time! You'll be an endangered species by the time she's finished."
"We may not be able to find her, but we can be ready for her when she gets back. That's the only option we have left."
Bonnie awoke to the sound of running water; she opened her eyes and found herself in lush green forest. She laid on a bed of white daisies and pink camellias. The sky was bright blue with fluffy white clouds floating by.
A waterfall was a few feet away from her; she could feel the light spray of water when she stood from the patch of flowers. She brushed off her white spaghetti strap dress that went down to her knees and walked to the waterfall.
The soft grass underneath her bare feet tickled her toes. She stepped to the edge of the waterfall and kneeled to gather water in her cupped palms; she sipped the cool liquid and dipped her hands underwater for another taste.
"Remember that time we went to the lake house and spent the weekend racing in the water and braiding flower crowns?"
Bonnie looked up to see Elena sitting a few yards away from her; she was pulling out tufts of grass and throwing it into the pool of water. She was wearing a matching dress but it was in turquoise. Her hair was in a side French braid.
Bonnie remembered that dress and that hair style- it was what she wore to their middle school promotion; they had bought matching dresses for the occasion and did the same braid but on opposite sides. Caroline had been so angry that they had coordinated outfits without her. She reached up and touched the left side of her head and sure enough there was a French braid.
"Those were good times." Elena stopped pulling out grass. "You probably shouldn't be drinking that."
Bonnie's brow furrowed and she looked down. The water suddenly turned to blood. She screamed and stood up from the bank and bumped into someone. She whirled around and met eyes with Silas.
"Hope you still know how to swim," he said to her, smirking.
He pushed Bonnie hard. She stumbled away from him and fell into the pool. She rose back to the surface, gasping for air, covered in blood. A hand grabbed her leg and stopped her from swimming back to shore. Elena and Silas stood at the bank, watching her struggle to make it back.
Another hand grabbed her right shoulder and she turned to see her grandmother. She opened her mouth to scream but saw what was causing the water to turn to blood. Rudy floated in the water with his throat cut open and a never-ending flow of blood left his neck.
The sky blackened and the grass and flowers turned to mud. She screamed as Sheila held her tightly and dragged her down to the murky depths.
She woke up for real this time drenched in sweat. The sheets she had been snuggling in when she fell asleep were now tightly wrapped around her body, suffocating her. She pulled them off of her wildly and threw herself off the bed; she landed on her knees on the floor, clutching her father's pocket watch. She checked the time: 3 a.m.
She pressed her knuckles against closed eyes and took a deep breath, but it didn't calm her. There was only one thing that could make her feel better. She might not have found a way to kill Silas yet, but there was someone else she could pay a visit.
The door to the boarding house blew off its hinges and clattered into the hallway. Bonnie tramped inside and went straight for the living room. Elena turned a corner and collided into Bonnie; her eyes widened in surprise. "Bonnie," she breathed.
Bonnie flashed her a dark smile. "Hey Elena, I've missed you." She swung her arm out, grabbed Elena's neck, and lifted her off the ground.
The vampire started choking and fruitlessly kicking her feet. Her skin turned wax and grew tight around her bones. Bonnie was desiccating her.
"Bonnie, no!" Jeremy yelled from the stairs. He ran at Bonnie but was sent flying back out the door and into the driveway.
Stefan and Damon ran into the hallway and tried to break Bonnie's grip but she was too strong. The black veins glowed underneath her skin. Elena slowly stopped struggling the closer she got to death. The smile on Bonnie's face widened; she looked deranged.
"Bonnie," Lucy called from behind her. Bonnie turned and Lucy pressed an amber coin to her forehead. Bonnie screamed and dropped Elena to the ground; she immediately started regaining color and weight.
The coin sizzled against Bonnie's head and the veins shriveled away. She passed out and slumped against Lucy. Damon picked up Bonnie and carried her to the basement with Lucy close behind. They left Stefan to take care of Elena and Jeremy.
He laid her on the floor of the cellar that was now covered in blood markings. "You sure this will hold her?" he asked Lucy and he stood back up.
"For now. Until I can get everything I need to help her." They watched Bonnie for a few seconds longer then finally left.
She woke up the next day with an intense headache. "What the fuck?" She couldn't use her magic. She sat up and squinted at the walls.
The door to the cellar scraped open and Elena walked in. Bonnie glared openly at her- as if she hadn't been friends with her for years.
"I didn't think you'd come back like this, Bonnie," Elena said. She rubbed her upper arms as if she were cold. "I didn't believe Lucy when she said you'd turn on us."
"You wouldn't," Bonnie said curtly. She shakily rose to her feet and walked as far away form Elena as possible.
"Bonnie, why are you doing this?"
"Why do you think, Elena? Or has being coddled by Stefan and Damon really made you that stupid?" She took a step forward. "Everything bad that's happened has been your fault. My mother abandoned me because of you. My Grams died getting Stefan and Damon out of the tomb for you. Klaus came here and wreaked havoc because of you. My mother was turned because of you. I lost my powers because of you."
"Bonnie-"
She put her hand up. "I'm not finished. We went looking for the cure for you and Jeremy died and I was brainwashed. I died bringing Jeremy back for you. Silas was here and able to kill my father because of you."
She stomped over to Elena and got in her face. "And the whole time you were bouncing between the Salvatore brothers like the self-absorbed whore you are. You are a living deathtrap. I should have killed you the night you attacked me…it was a mistake to let you live. You may not be first on my list, but you're definitely not the last."
Elena's eyes filled with tears and started to spill down her face. Bonnie swiped a trail with her thumb and sucked on it. "There is nothing you can say that will make me hate you any less. Did you go back to Damon or have you moved on to Stefan again? Go back upstairs so you can cry in one of their arms."
She stood her ground as Elena backed out of the cell without another word. She closed the door and they looked at each other through the bars. "I'll be seeing you," Bonnie said to her. Elena skittered away crying like the pathetic baby she was.
Bonnie stood by the door for five more minutes. Her shoulders started shaking and then a smile crept onto her face. She started chuckling, then giggling, and then laughing. It turned to full blown cackling.
"NO ONE WILL SAVE YOU!" she screamed at the top of her lungs, knowing they would be able to hear her. She went to the back wall and slid down to the floor. And then she waited.
She couldn't tell how much time passed, but it didn't matter. All she had to do was wait. Because sooner rather than later their plan would fail and she would kill. And then she'd leave. She just sat cross-legged on the floor staring at the door.
The next person to visit her was Damon. He swung open the door and he was seething. That might have scared her once upon a time, but not anymore.
"Hey babe," she said. She sat her elbow on her knee and leaned her chin against it. "Am I in trouble for making your girl cry?"
"I'm not here about Elena," he said.
"Oh so she's with Stefan now?"
He glowered at her. "You killed me."
She waved his anger off. "Don't be so sensitive. You've done it plenty of times."
"Lucy told us what's wrong with you."
"She tried to find me. How did you get something to do the spell?"
"We went to your house."
She stood up. "Did you fuck her?"
Damon shrugged. "I thought about it."
She chuckled. "You said there was something wrong with me. There isn't. This is who I am now."
Damon shook his head. "This isn't who you are. You're stronger than this, Bonnie. You're stronger than all of us."
"Maybe now. But I wasn't always. I had to watch everyone I love die. I wasn't strong enough to save them, but I am now. And I will kill Silas."
"You don't have to do it alone."
"I have to." She ran a hand through her hair.
"Why?"
"So I can be free. So I can finally live my life away from the cause of all the pain in my life!" she yelled at him.
He closed the distance between them. "Dammit Bonnie-"
"Why do you care anyways? What does it matter to you what I do or who I am?"
"It just does."
"Because I'm going after Elena? Because I'm your magical fix?"
"No."
"Then what?" she pressed.
He took a step back and turned away from her. "Bonnie-"
"What is it?"
"It's because I care, okay?" he shouted, exasperated. He turned back to see the look of shock on her face. She didn't that he'd actually be able to say it.
"I care about you," he whispered.
They stared at each other in tense silence as her eyes filled with tears. All it took was for her to reach for him. He hastily pulled her into his arms and kissed her. She wrapped her arms around her shoulders, curling her hand into his hair.
The kiss held the same desperation as the one in the hotel but there was no anger in it. They broke for air and pressed their foreheads together. He caressed her cheek when a tear slid down it. But it wasn't good enough.
"Caring never saved anyone like me."
She punched a hole right into Damon's abdomen and started stealing the energy stored in his body. Damon dropped to his knees, wide eyed.
"A dormancy spell," she said. She tsk'ed. "Lucy isn't strong enough to keep all of my magic at bay. With your help, I'll be able to leave."
He held onto the arm in his stomach, feeling his life leaving him. Bonnie's eyes turned to black, and the tears traveling down her cheek with them. His vision blurred and his eyes closed. The last thing he heard was Bonnie telling him, "I'm sorry."
"Damon!"
He shot up from the floor at Elena's call. He tasted blood…not his own. He moved his tongue around in his mouth. It was Bonnie's.
He looked around the cellar room. She was gone.
Shit.
He ran upstairs and met everyone in the hallway. Elena was in hysterics and Stefan was trying to calm her down. Caroline had arrived and Lucy was on her way back inside.
"She took him!" Elena wept. "She took Jeremy!"
"She left a trail. We can follow her," Lucy informed them.
"Why would she take Jeremy?" Caroline asked.
Elena only started to cry harder. "She'll kill him. She'll kill him for revenge!"
"Elena, calm down," Stefan said.
Caroline looked to Damon for answers. "Damon what happened?"
"YOU GUYS!" Lucy bellowed. Everyone stopped and looked at her. "If you want to save the boy we have to hurry. We have to go now."
Elena did her best to calm herself down. Damon just wanted it all to be over.
"She'll kill us all," he said. "She's going to kill us all as soon as we go."
"Don't say that!" Caroline cried.
Elena was on the verge of losing it again. "We can't just leave Jeremy with her!"
"No, we can't," Damon said. "But you all better be prepared to die. Because Bonnie is out for blood."
"Is this how all your pep talks go?" Lucy sneered.
Damon didn't give a fuck. There was no time for mincing words. Bonnie had played him for the last time; he wasn't playing nice anymore.
"You're either in or you're out. Make your decision now." He looked at each member of the group.
"In," Caroline said.
Stefan nodded. Lucy folded her arms because the answer was obvious. Elena wiped her face with the back of her hand. "Its Jeremy."
Damon clenched his fists at his sides. "We can't go easy on her anymore. Aim to kill. Make it fatal enough for her to fall but something we can heal."
The tension in the room was thick at his grim instructions, but they nodded. Damon inhaled deeply. "Let's go."
It was the first snow of the winter. Bonnie dropped Jeremy by a tree outside of the Salvatore crypt and used her magic to wrap the tree roots around his body. He fought to break himself free, but to no avail. He looked up at Bonnie.
"Bonnie you don't have to do this," he said, trying to reason with her.
She laughed at him. "You're lucky you're even alive right now, Jeremy. You cheated on me after I brought you back to life with a ghost. You didn't do anything to bring me back. But I'm not after you."
She cracked her knuckles. "They'll all come for you. And in the end every one of you will fall."
"Don't count on it," Damon said, emerging from the darkness.
"Aren't you tired of losing yet? You could have kept your life if you had stayed behind."
Stefan, Elena, Caroline, and Lucy came up behind Damon. Elena saw Jeremy tied to the tree and vamped out. "I won't let you hurt him, Bonnie."
Bonnie called out the black magic inside of her. "I'd be more worried about yourself."
She lifted her hand and a giant flame ball grew inside of her palm. She threw it out at them, scattering the group. Lucy sent a gust of wind at Bonnie, but it didn't move her. Elena came up and swung; Bonnie ducked and rolled to the side and created a wall of flames that had Elena jumping back once more.
Caroline sped around the wall, grabbed Bonnie by the arms and threw her into the sky; she flipped like a gymnast before disappearing into a flurry of snow.
She reappeared behind Caroline and kicked her in the back; the blond vampire fell forward and quickly dodged tree roots that came shooting out of the ground.
Bonnie felt Stefan and Damon running at her from both sides; she let piles of ice gather above her in the air, formed them into icicles, and set the spearing down at the Salvatores. They were able to dodge most of them, and the few that almost reached them turned back to snow thanks to Lucy.
Elena came back at her, so Bonnie threw more fireballs at her; Elena skipped away from each one. Bonnie aimed a little bit ahead of Elena; she gasped when she was realized she was going to run right into it, but an invisible force threw her back.
Bonnie gritted her teeth and clenched her eyes, sending a shockwave blowing everyone back into the thick mass of trees. She felt the magic inside of her boiling like a volcano about to erupt.
A horde of crows flew from the sky and landed high up on the tree branches, cawing loudly. All of the snow began to fall in one spot to her left; it piled higher and higher into the sky, far above the trees. Her fingertips lit up like a blowtorch. And then she hit everyone at once.
The crows left their perch on the trees and nosedived at Lucy, and she was lost in the mass of flapping black feathers, fighting for her life. The birds moved with her as she ran left and right, trying to escape them. Every so often a dead crow would fall to the ground, or a group of them would be blasted into the sky, but the hole always closed back up.
The four vampires came rushing out of the darkness at her; the first one to be diverted was Stefan. The pile of snow Bonnie had built phased into water that she sent crashing down into Stefan.
He tried to dodge it, but the snow he stepped on turned into slippery ice and he fell backwards; the wave swept him up and into the sky. He managed to swim out of it and landed on his feet on the floor. Stefan panicked and started running.
Caroline was next. The roots from the trees behind them sliced through the ground and wrapped around her arms, neck, and legs. She screamed as they dragged her away; she'd manage to rip one off, but a new root would replace it almost instantly. They moved back into the ground where the earth was softest. Caroline continued to struggle even as it was drawing her into the forest floor.
Damon was running at Bonnie when, suddenly, Rose stepped into his way. He skidded to a halt.
"Hey Damon," she greeted. She waggled her fingers at him in a wave. "Didn't think I'd be here, did you?"
"You're not real."
"What about me?" Alaric stepped up behind him. "Am I real?"
Damon's breaths came out in white huffs. He looked around Rose to where Bonnie was standing, but she wasn't there anymore. Elena and Jeremy had disappeared too. Everyone was gone and the woods were unnervingly quiet.
"This is a hallucination," Damon said to himself.
Rose stepped closer to him and ran her hand across his shoulders. "Even if it was…what could you do about it?"
"She's too powerful, Damon. None of you will make it out of this alive," Alaric said.
Damon shook off Rose and backed away from them. "I can get out of this."
Their faces warped into fangs and red eyes. "You'll have to kill us first," they snarled at him, and then they attacked.
In reality, he had just stopped moving. He stood still as a statue, trapped in Bonnie's illusion.
It only left Elena to face Bonnie. The spiked blue flames at the tip of Bonnie's fingertips coiled out into whips. She flicked her wrists and the cracks of the flame whips echoed into the sky. She brought her left hand down as Elena got closer, and she cartwheeled out of the way. Bonnie swung her right hand and caught Elena on the hip; she yelped in pain but tried to keep moving.
Bonnie flicked her wrists again and the whips caught Elena's calf and she crashed to the floor screaming. Bonnie ran forward and hopped onto Elena; the smell of her burnt flesh was wafting through the air. The whips disappeared from her fingertips. She raised her right hand and a sword of flames appeared in it. The black of Bonnie's eyes seemed to seep out all around Elena, swallowing her in darkness.
"Goodbye, Elena."
Just as she was about to strike, fireworks went off in the air. Bonnie lost her concentration and looked into the sky. An unknown force blasted her off of Elena and rolled Bonnie away from her. She quickly got to her feet and searched around for her adversary.
A firework went off close to her face and blinded her; stars danced before her eyes. She felt a hand grab her arm and another press against her forehead.
Bonnie shrieked as a searing pain filled her entire body. The stars finally subsided to reveal Sophia. Bonnie clutched at the arm connected to the hand on her forehead and gripped Sophia's neck. Sophia's skin started to blister but healed two seconds afterwards. Sophia inhaled and the black veins in Bonnie's body started to absorb into her own body.
The pain intensified and Bonnie's screams raised an octave. The magic that was attacking everyone ended: Jeremy was released, the crows flew back into the sky, the wave stopped chasing Stefan and became snow again, Caroline was able to crawl out of her underground prison, and Damon was freed from the illusion.
The black subsided from Bonnie's eyes to reveal white and green; when it was completely gone, she dropped to the ground unconscious.
Everyone regrouped around Bonnie. Lucy was covered in bleeding cuts and holes; her clothes were ripped and her hair in disarray. Stefan looked like was close to the breakdowns he had recovered from. Caroline was completely brown with dirt.
Parts of Elena's jeans had melted into her skin as it healed and Sophia looked like she was going to be sick. She hunched over with her hands on her knees, dry heaving until blank gunk gushed out of her mouth.
She straightened up, wiped her mouth, and spoke to Lucy. "We have to hurry. It needs to be done now."
Lucy nodded and used her magic to draw a devil's trap into the ground. They placed Bonnie into the circle and they stood on the lines of it. Bunches of angelica and basil sprouted from the ground. Sophia snapped off several vials at her throat and sprinkled them onto Bonnie's body. She nodded at Lucy.
The angelica and basil ignited. "Mali repellere, dejugo de anima, discutere mala, lapidem in captionem," they chanted.
Bonnie's body began to seize. Black gunk began to ooze out of her ears, mouth, and eyes. The whole area began to shake. Lucy continued to recite the spell.
"I need you," Sophia called to the group. "Come stand by her. Jeremy and Caroline by the hands, Stefan and Elena by the feet, Damon by her head."
The five moved into their respective places and Sophia chanted the spell with Lucy again. The earth began to shake harder and storm clouds spread across the sky. The winds around them picked up and lightning flashed, but they didn't stop chanting.
Bonnie convulsed uncontrollably and then her back arched. A swirl of black mist came out of her mouth and floated in the air. A large stone at the base of Sophia's neck glowed a bright pink, calling to it; the mist smashed into the stone and a pulse of magic exploded out it, knocking everyone unconscious.
Damon could hear someone calling his name; it reverberated into his brain and started to rouse him. His eyes slowly opened. Someone slapped him.
"Réveillez-toi!" Sophia yelled at him.
He groaned and sat up.
"Hurry, she's dying! She needs blood!"
He blinked away the grogginess and crawled to Bonnie. He bit into his wrist and put it to her mouth; he could hear her faint heartbeat grow louder but she didn't wake up.
"The dark energies were so deeply entwined her soul. It will take a few days for her to regain her strength," Sophia explained. She slowly made her way to Lucy and woke her up too. Together, they brought everyone back from them unconsciousness.
Elena ran over to Jeremy and enveloped him in a hug. Caroline helped Stefan stand. "Is it over?" she asked.
Sophia nodded. She unhooked the necklace and held it in her hand. Damon scooped Bonnie up and they made their way back to the boarding house.
*wipes away sweat*
Okay guys the worst part is over now. You have earned your Bamon.
I hope everything made sense. I hope you loved it. I hope you continue to. Stay trill.
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