Chapter 28: Violence: Best Cure for Boredom
Stefan-
The first thing I heard when I arrived at Cutler's house was music. The loud, party kind, mixed in with happy screaming, and the sound of liquid going down throats. The first thing I saw was tons of cars parked in the driveway. The first thing I thought was why the hell Cutler was throwing a party days after we had murdered his friend, and why he had invited us.
Damon apparently had the same thought. "Anyone else concerned as to why we've been invited here?" He asked from my right.
"Yup." Said Elena from my left.
"Very." Said Caroline.
"I'm probably gonna die." Said Matt.
"Most likely." Agreed Bonnie.
"What the hell did you guys do?" Tyler asked, only just having returned.
"Murdered his friend." I said. "But don't worry. We're his friends. The worst he'll probably do is rage and maybe beat us up a bit."
"Well, except Dickless Donovan over here." Damon said cheerfully. "He didn't care about you before. Now… You're probably going to have your head ripped off."
"Real reassuring." Muttered the bus boy. And with that, we made our way inside.
Our host greeted us with a smile on his face. "Well, look who's finally here!" He grinned broadly at his fellow hybrid. "What's up Tyler? Long time no see." He turned to the rest of us. "Can I offer you guys a drink? Bourbon, vodka, cheerleader? They're all compelled. Which, by the way, took over two hours to do, so don't make my hard work go to waste." He grabbed a passing guest and sank his fangs into the boy's neck. Not a sound came from the victim."See?"
Something was definitely not right. I knew Cutler had no problems with his vampirism, but he was not this forthright about it. "Stefan." Said Cutler. "Join me for a bite?" I glanced at the bite mark. Saw the blood oozing from the wound. Hears it roaring through the body. I started to breath faster. I could feel my fangs sliding out…
"Stop it!" Pleaded Elena. "Cutler, you know what human blood does to him!"
The grin on Cutler's face grew wider. "I don't care, Elena. I don't care about any of you. I don't care about anything!"
It hit me then like a rush of blood. He'd flipped the switch. Everyone else realized it too. "Cutler," Caroline said, "we need to get you help. Just let us find Katherine-"
She never finished her sentence. Cutler was on her so fast I didn't have time to blink, seizing her by the throat and hoisting her into the air. Then all hell broke loose.
Elena-
Tyler rushed at Cutler, but the hybrid was sent flying into a table, where his head was impaled by one of the legs. Bonnie began to mutter a spell. A neck snapped. It must have been Caroline's, because she was hurled at Bonnie, sending vampire and witch sprawling to the ground. Stefan and Damon blurred out of sight, reappearing with Cutler's hands around their throats. He gave them a jerk, snapping their necks like twigs. Stefan was made a missile to dispatch Matt. I braved myself to be hit by an unconscious Damon, but he was instead dropped to the floor. I blinked. Then Cutler was there, face centimeters from mine. The party was still going, the guests stepping over the bodies, not even looking at them. "Are you going to kill me?" I asked, my voice surprisingly calm.
Cutler brushed his hand against my cheek. "No. I'm not stupid, Elena. No matter what I do, my emotions will come back. Maybe you guys will get them back. Maybe they'll stay off until the switch doesn't work anymore. But I will eventually have to deal with what I do. And I don't want to have your deaths on my hands. Being the wuss that I am normally, I'll probably never forgive myself. But I am extremely bored. This wasn't a challenge at all. I need to fight an Original. I don't know where Elijah is. And Klaus won't b affected by my bite. So I'm going to go kick Kol's almost immortal ass."
And then he was gone. Only one thing stood out about what he'd what he didn't say. He hadn't mentioned Rebekah.
Kol-
I had no idea where I was. Some club. Some town. I had just had some drink. I sighed. It had been a real shame to kill Mary. She had been fun to hang around. And she had been quite amazing in bed. If I had been the one who turned her… Maybe I might not have had to kill her. But alas, Nik had made himself the Originator of the Salvatore Bloodline. And I would be on their hit list of they found out the truth.
The bartender walked in front of me. "You ready to pay, bud?" He asked.
I looked him in the eye. "You're feeling generous tonight. My drinks are on you."
"Know what? I'm feeling generous tonight. Your drinks are on me."
I smiled up at him. "I appreciate it, mate." I rose from my chair, and walked out.
As soon as I exited the bar, something grabbed me and pulled me across the street into an alleyway, shoving me to the ground. Only three people could do that. I knew the most likely. "What the hell Nik?" I groaned, pushing my shoulder back into place.
But it wasn't my brother. "You!" It was that boy Bekah liked. What was his name? Celter? Cutter? Cutler! That was it. But how was he that strong and fast?
"Blondes shouldn't drink. They don't have the brain cells to spare."
I jumped to my feet. "Did you come here to die, or are you just stupid?" I snarled.
"I'm an Original. You don't have the means to kill me. I came to fight you because I'm bored."
I shrugged. The answer was apparently both. I swing my fist at full speed, a blow that would decapitate him. But then… He caught it! Impossible! Perhaps he was an Original. But I had not been this powerful when I turned. I had a millennium on him. He should have been decimated by my superior power. Most ludicrous of all, he was smiling, showing no effort at holding me. Even Nik, with his hybrid strength, couldn't beat me without trying. Then I felt a foot slam into my chest, sending if me flying into the thick stone wall behind me. I broke most of it, and I could feel my ass sticking out the other side. I waited for the next blow to come. "This is usually the part where you finish me off, mate."
"No. I'm done. But listen for a sec." I did. There was shouting coming from inside the building. "I have my emotions off, am incredibly bored, and don't feel like compelling those people to forget what they saw. So what do you say we slaughter this entire town?"
I couldn't help but smile. This bloke was fun when he flipped the switch.
Cutler-
"Eighty-four!" Kol called from down the road, blood covering every inch of his body.
"Ha! Ninety-two!"
"Alright, how about this. Whoever gets someone surviving to willingly have sex with them without compulsion wins."
"Fine, loser. You're on." I ran toward the nearest heartbeat. I was closing in, when I noticed someone running next to me.
"This isn't you!" Finn Mikaelson said. "Please, you must stop!"
Hmm. I could see ghosts. Irksome. "Go away." I ordered. The spirit vanished, back to the Other Side.
Time to get to killing. I had a feeling that a certain Original was going to make things much more interesting.
Author's Note: Yet another beatiful friendship. Hey guys. Sorry for the week late update. With Thanksgiving, I've been having a wacky week, preparing for Thanksgiving, having Thanksgiving, cleaning up after Thanksgiving... Yadda yadda yadda. I also apologize for the short chapter, but I need to get up early tomorrow, so I had to cut the usual extra hour I spend on it and the extra five hundred or so words that result. But anyway, hope you guys enjoyed the chapter. For the record, blondes are wonderful. Be proud of youre hair, no matter what shape or color it may be. Just wash it and comb/brush it once in a while. On that happy note, who's shipping what pairings? As author, I like giving my readers what they want. As for next chapter, I may have him get his emotions back, maybe have a little guest star come in. But anyway, enjoy the rest of your morning/noon/afternoon/night/ ridiculously early wee hours. (I'm looking at your DarkDust. Get a good nights rest.)
