Summary: After her father found her passed out, he decides to move her across the country after taking a promotion. They move to Beacon Hills, which to Bonnie is normal to an extreme point. Unfortunately Bonnie does not ever get to be normal. BonniexStiles
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Bonnie walked into the Stilinski household, met only by Mr. Stilinski. He was dressed in his uniform and was on the way out of the house.
"Hey Bonnie."
"Hi Mr. Stilinski, off to work?"
"Never left it. Unfortunately a lot has been happening in the last week."
"Like what?"
Bonnie knew she might not get an answer.
"Unfortunately one of the kids from your school was found dead."
Bonnie was shocked at the new.
"Do you mind asking me who?"
"His name was Matt Daehler."
Creepy Matt?
"Oh...I hope his family is okay."
"Yeah, well the news is about to spread like wildfire. Apparently someone in our staff was trying to hide the information about the boy. Now we have to deal with angry parents, and a soon to be upset public. Hey I know I have said for you not to stay alone, but I really have to go. Stiles should be home in a few, so..."
Bonnie gave a smile and nod.
"I understand Mr. Stilinski. I will see you later. Oh and my dad called me earlier today. I should be going home tomorrow."
Mr. Stilinski agave her a small smile.
"That's good. Do you know what time?"
"He said late, but for some reason I can see him coming in around like three pm."
"Alright then, tomorrow Stiles and I will cook you an epic breakfast."
"Oh Mr. Stilinski, you don' have to."
"Naw, you were our guest, and we need to show you how the Stilinskis do it."
Before Bonnie could say anything, John was walking off.
"Bye Bonnie."
He did not give her time to even respond. She stood alone in the house. Bonnie realized she had bags in her hands. They were from shopping earlier in the day with Lydia. They gone through several stores before Bonnie found anything she liked. She did buy a pair of heels from one shoe store, but chances were she would never wear them. They finally found a small store that was having a sale. The sale ranged from ten percent to a womping forty. Bonnie had bought three dresses, some new pants, and a couple of blouses, all at under seventy dollars. Lydia was impressedby Bonnie's shopping skills.
"Wow, these clothes have to be worth over two hundred dollars. How did you pull this off?"
"A lot of forties."
Both girls laughed and drove off to go get a small snack. Bonnie told her the real reason she was able to snag great deals.
"My friend Caroline was a major shopping genius. She took me and another friend out shopping almost every weekend. Or at least window shopping. The girl was amazing at sales tax, percentages and such. Plus she had an incredible eye for clothes."
Lydia listened as Bonnie spoke. Part of Lydia was fascinated, while another was jealous. For years Lydia had a group of friends, but she never felt as close to them as she may have hoped. It was Allison who came in and became her best friend, but that seemed to be falling to the wayside a little.
"Your friends sound awesome."
Bonnie could hear the slight resentment in Lydia's voice.
"You okay?"
"Yeah...no...You have best friends."
"Okay?"
Lydia did not say anything after that. She just drove, taking them to their next destination. After that they talked a little but Bonnie could tell Lydia was being much more reserved about something. Bonnie wanted to talk to her about it, but Lydia took her home immediately and left.
Now she was in the Stilinski residence alone.
"Well I guess I can see if I can go put these bags at home."
"Go drop the bags in Neighbor Boys room. We got work to do."
Bonnie jumped at the sound of the dark low voice. She turned to see Katherine standing at the top of the stairs waiting for her.
"What's..."
"We have to talk. I suggest you go put those bags in Stiles' room so we can get to work."
What was usually a playful almost deadly tone, was replaced with a severity Bonnie had never heard of from the old vampire. With a nod, she walked up the stairs as quickly as possible and placed her bags near Stiles' bed. Turning around she was met with the image of Katherine.
"What's wrong?"
"How well do you know the story of doppelgangers?"
Bonnie was confused.
"What?"
"You know...the whole, magical imbalance and a mystical figure will represent that till the end of time, or until it is fixed?"
Bonnie rolled her eyes.
"I know the story."
"Well how well of your own family history?"
Bonnie was about to say something, when something popped into her head.
"Allison."
"What about the beige wallpaper?"
"I...wait what?"
"Beige wallpaper. You know the color beige is boring. Wallpaper is boring. She's boring."
Bonnie took a second to think about that, and decided not to argue.
"Look she asked me about doppelgangers today."
"This probably has nothing to do with what I am talking about Bonnie."
"Well it might be something to hold in the back of our minds."
"Yeah yeah yeah, Ms. No personality is on to us. She is a hunter after all. Anyway, we have bigger fish to fry. One in the image of your lovely ancestor."
Bonnie then realized she was talking about Emily.
"Oh yeah, don't we have to find out why Emily has been contacting you?"
"No need to worry about that. I think I found out why."
Bonnie sat on Stiles bed, taking out her phone. It was after seven. Stiles hould have been home by now.
"What are you talking about?"
Katherine never lost her serious position.
"I saw her. Or at least her body."
"What?"
"Today I went to some cafe, and on the way out I bumped into this woman. This woman that looked like Emily."
"And that is why you brought up doppelganger."
Katherine nodded.
"Wait, that would mean she is family. A doppelganger cannot exist outside of the line it was created in. I would know this doppelganger."
"Not unless someone in your family is lying..."
Bonnie shook her head, as if that would prove her point.
"No I would know. I did a little research on my family. Plus to hide that would be insane."
Katherine sighed and went to Stiles desk to sit down.
"Well since you are so sure...what do you think it is. I saw an exact replica of your dear Ancestor Emily."
Bonnie wanted to say something, anything. But it did not make sense. Bonnie was sure there was no spell that Emily did to shift the balance of nature to a point where a doppelganger would be created.
"I don't know. Do you remember any spell that she may have done that could alter the balance of nature?"
Katherine sighed.
"No. The worst she ever did that I can remember was when she shut the vampires in a cave...and made the rings. Other than that, she was harmless. I mean nothing on the level of creating a race of undead blood freaks."
Bonnie sighed. There had to be an answer as to why Emily had a duplicate.
"Did you get a name?"
Katherine thought back to the event earlier in the day.
"Uh Morrell. I did not get a first name. But two kids there were calling her Ms. Morrell."
Bonnie perked up at that name.
"Ms. Morrell?"
Katherine gave a nod.
"You know her?"
"Uh yeah I have a meeting with her next Thursday. She's the Guidance Counselor, and French Teacher."
Katherine just nodded. She then decided that research must be done. Turning around she turned on Stiles computer. Luckily for her he had forgotten to log off.
"What are you doing?"
"I am about to look up the lovely Ms. Emily Morrell."
Bonnie got up and moved over to the computer.
"Her name might not even be Emily."
"Well we will find out won't.."
Katherine stopped as soon as she opened a window to a search engine. It was a preexisting one, so she taken to a page that surprised both girls. About Vampires.
"What the hell is Stiles doing looking up vampires?"
Bonnie got closer as she looked at the information. It discussed nesting habits.
"I don't know...I didn't asking him to look anything up."
Katherine looked at the pre-existing tabs to see them all titled porn. The old vmapire would have betted twenty dollars only one of them was actually porn. She clicked on one of them and was taken to a site about vampire feeding. She clicked on another to see habits. Then another, this time about vervain. The last one was about how to deal with transition.
"What the fuck?"
"Stiles..."
"You don't think?"
"I told you to keep an eye on him!"
Bonnie stood up and started pacing the room. There was no way Stiles would do something as stupid as what she thought it was.
"There are no other vampires in Beacon Hills so..."
"Actually...there are. I found some places where they feed...they are leaving a trail Bonnie."
"Oh God...Stiles. There is absolutely no way he could find out about it. I mean he is that smart but there is no way he could find their places..."
Katherine watch as Bonnie walked back and forth, trying to find an excuse to something that she knew.
"Bonnie. The kid is looking for vampires. All he has to do is stand out in the middle of the night and a baby vamp will pick him up quickly."
Bonnie stopped pacing, her expression frantic. Katherine almost regretted saying that. Almost.
"Don't say that. We have to go find him before he does something stupid."
"You mean other than going to search for potential killers. And the Kanima thing, and the whole teen wolf thing in general..."
"Yes, but this is one that is directly affecting his life."
Katherine looked over other pages, then found different articles. Some from years ago about missing people. Others about mysterious animal attacks. What Katherine saw was a pattern.
"These are not babies..."
"What?"
"These vamps are not babies. They have been doing this for decades..."
Bonnie closed her eyes and exhaled. She took a minute to think.
"They do this every so often..."
"They come here, and things mysteriously start to happen. The fortunate thing for them, is now they have a cover up."
"The werewolf situation."
Katherine nodded.
"Yep. So what we have is a group of vamps going off on a killing spree, and then go missing. They have to have a nesting spot. But the question is where?"
Bonnie stopped pacing and fell on Stiles bed. She was exhausted, and fear begin to take over. She could feel her chest tighten and a familiar spark run through her. Suddenly her world went black, and once finally came back to her. She was now in a warehouse. There were three figures. One was standing there smiling, the other was kneeling over a third figure. The third figure looked dead.
"Stiles..."
She soon came back.
"The warehouse district!"
Katherine was going to ask how she knew that, but decided not to even question it. Even blocked magic could come through.
"Of course, and let's go!"
Both girls got up and ran out of the room. Bonnie was texting away.
"Who are you texting?"
"Rebekah, always nice to have a little back up."
Bonnie stopped and ran back into Stiles' room. A few seconds later she was back with his shirt.
"Really Bonnie?"
"Yes. He might be covered in blood and shit. Might as well have a sound basis for him."
Katherine rolled her eyes, but did not argue. Both girls ran outside and drove off.
Allison decided to type in one thing.
Vampire.
She did not know why she typed in that term. There was nothing really there. But it just seemed right. She eventually deleted the word and looked at the notes that Lydia gave her. They were for Chemistry, which Allison was admittedly not doing as well as she wanted. Luckily she was friends with Lydia, one of the most detailed and organized students in that school.
"Hey Allison."
She did not notice her grandfather coming into her room.
"Hey."
She noticed he was holding something in his hand.
"Do you mind me asking what you are holding?"
Gerard gave her a small, almost sincere smile.
"Just a nice little weapon."
Allison was a little surprised. Gerard did not seem like the nurturing grandfather type. Instead he was the more manipulative force. But right now, he was good enough. He was the only one consoling her, and pushing her forward. She was going to continue her mother's mission, and avenge her, with the help of Gerard. She smiled and waited patiently.
With a smile, Gerard gave her an arrow.
She looked at it. It was polished and had a light color. There was a crosscut into the wood. It felt light and heavy all at the same time.
"It's made of this wood from Virginia. Said to be able to kill one of the most indestructable creatures to walk this planet."
Allison turned her focus from the wood, to her grandfather.
"What are you talking about?"
Gerard's smile never faltered. Instead he turned and walked out.
"Just keep doing your research. You will understand soon enough."
Once he said that, he left and closed the door. Allison sat on her bed, holding the mysterious arrow. She did not know what to think of his words. Why was he being so cryptic? Did he know something she did not? Had he looked in her notes?
"What would be in my notes that would be so important?"
Allison looked for her notebook, and started thinking of what could be of importance. She had not figured out what was Bonnie's secret. She had found more information of Elena Gilbert than she did for Bonnie.
"All I have is doppelgangers. But that explains nothing. What does this piece of wood have to do with anything?"
In frustration she plopped down on her bed and almost knocked her laptop off the bed. With great skill she managed to save it from falling. Her eyes focused in fear on her computer. After sitting their for a second she pulled herself up, along with her computer. It was when she sat the laptop back down she saw something. A book.
She went to her shelf and pulled the specific book out. It was worn old, a used copy she found in the bens. But at that very moment it seemed like the most important discovery she could have found.
"Dracula..."
Rebekah saw the text. She just did not want to answer it. Right now she was in the middle of a delicious snack. This time in the form of a tall dark brown form. His name she did not catch. He was lying on the bed waiting for her.
She decided to open the text to see what it said.
Need help. Meet at warehouse district.
Rebekah rolled her eyes. She sent a quick reply.
Busy. Get Katherine to do it.
She then turned off her phone and looked at the boy on the bed. She made her way back to the bed and took her spot beside it. She then turned his beck over looking at where she left bite marks.
"When will this end?"
She was just about to dive in when he spoke.
"When I'm full."
"Just don't hurt her..."
"Your little blonde girlfriend will be safe trust me."
Before he could speak she bit him again, filling herself with yet another werewolf.
Scott looked at his phone. Nothing. This was the third time in a row.
Something was wrong. Something was wrong with Stiles.
He had to go find Stiles.
Jackson knew something was off. Danny may have not believed something was off, but Jackson knew to not let something slide off as random. The minute Danny reminded him that Stiles lived on that street, all he wanted to do was find out what was there. He decided to wait until late. As soon as it was around seven at night, he drove off to the address. As soon as he got there he saw nothing. A police car was sitting in front of Stilinski's place, but he remembered Stiles' dad was the sheriff.
"Not a good one."
Jackson let this thought slip even though he knew no one was in the car. His break had been awful. He was blacking out every so often, only to wake up covered in blood. At first it used to make him sick. Having to scrub flesh out from under his nails, to scrub the blood off of him. This was not what he wanted. He just wanted to be better than McCall. But of course that was not going to happen. Now he was a monster, but he did not know what exactly. It was something he never thought he would get used to. Yet he somewhat did. He expected the wrenching feeling in him when he woke up in the morning, having to silently cry as he cleaned himself of whatever sin he had committed. But there was that one night.
The night it did not happen. He passed out like he would usually do. But then when he woke up, he was not bloody. Instead he was just naked, in a bed that was not his. Then there was that girl. She was pretty, but she was dangerous. He could feel it. It was not even classic stranger danger, but something much more serious. Like she was evil. When she tossed him the clothes, he just put them on. He did not really care, he just wanted to get out. It was when he was home, when his random senses erupted, he caught wind of the scent on the clothes.
"The fuck am I wearing Stilinski's clothes?"
Needless to say he was grossed out. He took the clothes and trashed them, a face of pure disgust written all over him. He spent the next day trying to get over waht happened. He did not go into his trance for another day, and then on that Thursday he got to spend time with his best friend. That's when everything happened. She happened.
Now he was outside waiting to get answers to questions he was not really sure he had.
Regardless he did get something.
After waiting almost twenty minutes, after the sheriff left, two girls walked out of the house. One of them was the girl from the cafe and house. She looked dead serious about something. The other was that tiny girl from school.
"Shit what's her name?"
He watched them drive off, and was tempted to follow them. However he saw one thing that stopped him.
Scott. The boy leaped off the neighboring house and entered through one of the windows on the second floor. Must have been Stilinski's room.
"I swear they have a thing going on."
Just as quickly the boy jumped out of the window, running off.
Jackson wanted to follow them, but his dad had sent him a text.
"Shit..."
Jackson looked to see no one there. Obviously this was a supernatural problem. But what did those two girls have to do with it?
"Next time."
"Which one?"
Katherine was about to try and listen when she saw a blue jeep. Sitting right in front of one of the warehouses. It was the last one.
"I'm guessing that one."
Bonnie just narrowed her eyes at the jeep. Katherine knew the girl was pissed off. Katherine had gotten a bag and told Bonnie to fill it with some things. A knife, paper, a candle stick, and stakes. That was all they would need. Bonnie held on to the bag as they made their way to a potential battle.
"Do you hear anything?"
"Yep. Feeding..."
"Fuck..."
Katherine nodded at Bonnie's sentiments. Chances are they were going to drain Stiles, and then leave his body. That would be great to try and cover up.
"So what is the game plan?"
"I'm bait, you come in and fuck shit up."
"Language Bennett."
"No time. Also I will slice my hand..."
"Already know what you're thinking. But doesn't that take time?"
"Not if we start now."
Katherine could hear the vemon in the girl's voice. Something was driving this girl.
"Alright let's park and go."
With one swift motion, Katherine parked her car right beside Stiles' jeep. As soon as she turned off the ignition, she handed her hand over to Bonnie. Bonnie immediately slice it down the palm, and did the same to hers. She connected both bloody palms and felt the familiar spark return.
"So what do you want to do?"
Bonnie was focused on the door. Her eyes narrowed, and with great power the doors magically flung open. Katherine watched as she saw two beings look up, over a lying figure. Katherine was not blind to the two disappearing into the background. There was more than two. She felt Bonnie let go of her hand and getting out of the car.
Katherine followed knowing Bonnie might want her magical backup.
"Who the fuck are?"
"Don't speak. Just give us the boy and we won't have a problem."
Katherine took the lead; Bonnie was not in any place to speak. She would just grab the vampire's hand and start chanting.
"Sorry we can't do that. He trespassed, and we were just teaching him a lesson."
She saw them get up, but not leave the side of Stiles. She could still hear his heartbeat, and it was not slowing down so much. Not much blood must have been taken. That was a good thing. They interrupted before things could get serious. She sighed even though she could not breathe.
"Look just give him back, and we won't have to give you an after school special type of ass whooping."
She heard a scoff. They were slowing pissing Katherine off.
"Oh really, what are two girls like you are going to do?"
Really?
"Did you not see those doors fly open before we came in?"
"That could have just been a fluke?"
Katherine had to admire their stupidity. It seemed to know no bounds.
"Fine...Bonnie shall we?"
Without saying anything she felt the familiar tingle of her skin being sliced and a hand taking it. She looked over to see Bonnie focusing. Then the familiar howls of pain running through the halls. Katherine also heard the doors slamming.
Someone else was definitely here.
"Well this is going to be interesting."
A/N: This is just an eh chapter. Anyway...Bonnie and Katherine find out what Stiles is going to do...but do you know? Well you will find out. I decided not to let Rebekah come in and fight, because next chapter is going to be Warehouse battle, and despite Rebekah being only one vampire, an Original and a five hundred year old vampire plus Bonnie will be an unfair fight. I decided to add parts about Jackson and Scott at the last minute. It was originally just going to be Allison, but I need more. Also on Allison, she is getting closer to discovering something. But that won't be of concern for the next two chapters.
Next chapter as stated will be all about warehouse battle. Bonnie and Katherine vs vampire warehouse. Also Scott will be popping up, to which something will happen...of course something is going to happen but being cryptic is so hard so.
Thank you for keeping up with this. Another update coming soon.
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