Spells are in the AN on the Bottom

I have surgery on the Eighth of February, so expect lots of updates for as many stories as possible as I will have around ten days off to recover.
Liam is gay, very, very gay and will be dating a guy at some point. Just to be clear. If that is an issue, stop reading.

Any thoughts on who though?

"It's time." Liam popped out of his car, bags in his pocket, talisman on a chain tied around his neck. It's not so subtle power filling him with strength that he otherwise would never get the chance to draw from. "He's in the basement, so I just have to get past Zach, easy enough." Walking up to the door, Liam waited for an answer. The moment it opened, showing a weary Zach, he reached out and said one word. " Somnum." Normally he would never have enough magic to even make someone sleepy but with the power of the Talisman, it took effect instantly and with no strain.

Zach collapsed, falling backwards onto the ground hard. Liam just let him drop, walking past him as he made his way to where he suspected the entrance to the basement was. "Damon, if you can hear me, make noise. This place is huge and I am lost."

Almost instantly he heard a loud hammering, like rock against rock, echoing from beneath him. He followed the sound to a door beneath the staircase in the rough center of the boarding house. It was loudest there, almost clear, so he opened the door and walked in, seeing a staircase that led downwards. Following it down slowly and with great hesitation, Liam found himself in what looked like an unfinished basement. The sound was still filling it, only much louder now, so he moved towards the sound until he found it's source at a sealed door.

Beyond the cell like window, was Damon laying on the floor looking utterly miserable and pale, banging a loose stone against the cement floor. Not waiting, Liam gestured towards the door, using his natural powers to unlock it, moving the internal mechanical pieces until the door opened. " Damon, hurry, I don't know how long Zach will be unconcious or Stefan gone." Damon blurred away in a burst of speed, pinning Aaron against the stone. His teeth were bare, black veins dancing around his eyes, but before he could chomp down, Liam called out. "I drink vervain still, you'll be poisoned."

Damon stopped, sighing. "Well that makes things difficult, doesn't it."

"Yes, now let's go."

"I can't leave, my daylight ring is not on me."

"Do you trust me?" Damon nodded, to his shock. " Then go and get a blanket from upstairs, I'll load you into my car and take you to a safe place, somewhere away from Stefan. We'll go full Spike here."

"One thing first." And he blurred away, leaving Liam to follow him as quickly as he could. He managed to find Damon standing over a very still asleep Zach, head in his hands. Then, in one motion, he twisted the man's neck, snapping it loudly. "Now you don't have to worry about him narcing you out or being a problem."

Liam stumbled back, horrified and shocked at what he just saw. "That, I ... ugh..." A rush of nausea over took him, he felt dizzy and tired, stumbling to stand... then it faded entirely, a sense of numbness overtaking him. He stood up, looking at a very amused Damon. "I'll freak out later, let's just go." he was a bit stunned at how his voice sounded, so empty and void of literally anything.

"Huh, fair enough. Give me a second." And with that Damon hurried upstairs, probably to get a blanket.

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The Sight of Elena kissing the vampire Stefan sent shivers down Bonnie's spine, even if she sort of liked the guy she knew it was like Elena kissing a shark and expecting not to get bitten. It was almost disgusting but she loved Elena and seeing her so happy was... difficult.

Thankfully Bonnie saw Matt looking at the kissing couple while he was supposed to be cleaning a car. "Uh-uh, no. None of that tortured pining stuff.

Matt had a look of denial on his face. " I'm just observing."

"Mm-hmm. Oh. Tiki. this one's yours." She gestured to an old, beat up car that had just driven into the lot to get washed.

Tiki, a pretty stick figure thin black girl, sneered at it. "Why do I always get the homely ones? Just to be clear, your car's a P.O.S. I mean, we can wash it, but it's still a P.O.S."

Rage flowed through Bonnie, her powers begging to be released on this hateful bitch. She almost heard her emotions fueling the magic within, something her Grams taught her was possible. "You don't have to be rude." She gritted out, barely holding on.

"Rude is uglying up the road with that junk." The bucket next to Tiki exploded as Bonnie lost control. "Whoa! What the hell?"

Matt just laughed it off. "Wet and wild, Tik."

He didn't see the fear in her eyes, the doubt and the deep seated joy she tried to hide at the explosion of delicious power that washed through her.

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"Hurry up, no one's home so you can hide here." Liam almost enjoyed Damon's panic as he shot up the stairs of his home, rushing to the top of the stairs as blinding speed. "Second on the right." He called out, and so he figured Damon would obey. He hurried up himself, finding Damon chilling on his bed. "Like the curtains? Blackouts, I am a borderline insomniac. Have been since forever but it got worse with the crash, so I have these suckers to keep the light out. You should be safe here for a while. I'll spell the door so no one can get in, keep in mind since I am not very strong the spell won't last for long even with the talisman. I can't link spells to the earth, anchor them to last for a while. The spell should still last a few hours, till it's safe for you to escape. We need an excuse in case your caught though. I am pretty sure your not into guys, so no one would buy that I am sleeping with you."

The man laughed softly, but not cruelly. " Not even a little. Maybe you just wanted to hang out, I am older danger guy. Maybe you have a sweet little crush?"

"Your sexy, that's true, but not my type. I like my guys a little thicker. There's a reason I had a thing for that idiot Tyler for like three years. Anyway, let's just go with us hanging out. Now, for that spell... Vis Porta!" He pushed against the door, drawing on the seemingly endless well of magic in the talisman. Instantly the door closed and locked, sealing them in. " Now, for a locater spell to find your ring. I need your blood, since it's been yours for a while. Your connection will drastically reduce the need for me to expend a lot of power."

"One hundred and forty five years, so yeah." Damon sped over to him, holding out his hand. "Take what you need."

Smiling at the man, Liam grabbed a a small bowl which he filled with cut sage. Cutting Damon with his athame, which was still invisible like the rest of his magic supplies, he dripped the blood into the small bowl. Grinding it with his pestle, he closed his eyes and whispered his spell. " Ignis per Video." Fire erupted from the herbal mixture, and he focused hard. Slowly, but surely, an image formed in the fire and he started to whisper out what he saw. "I see ruins... in a forest... everything is covered in plant life..."

"I know where it is." Damon smirked, looking at him. "I thought locater spells tracked things down, didn't realize you could get visions."

"It's easier on my body, again I don't have that much power at my disposal. Seeing a location is easier then tracking it down physically. It uses less energy since I am seeing a stagnant location instead of judging the distance and granting a specific location. Or so my Grimoire says."

"Your good at this for a newbie."

"Thanks, but from what I gather Magic is natural to witches so we don't really need a lot of training to cast spells. Just training to make them. Anyway, I'll go pick up your stuff. I have some food in the mini fridge, I know you need blood but if you think it will help, feel free to have some. We'll get to talking later about our deal, I want details. I think I've earned as much."

Damon nodded, looking with his soulful blue eyes. "Thank you, really... I don't do thank you's very well, but I really do appreciate it. I owe you one."

"Yes, you do. Keep Stefan from killing me, and help me get him out of my sister's life and we'll call it even. He has no business being with a teenager when he is almost two hundred. Especially one as unstable as my sister... now, where's that ring?"

"At our old Home, give me a map and I'll show you where to go."

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Tiki handed Bonnie a squeegee. "Sweeper duty..."

"What?"

"We have to clean the pavement."

Bonnie wasn't having it or Tiki's attitude. " It's a car wash. By definition, the pavement's clean."

"But not dry."

"And I'm doing this why?"

"Because I said so?"

Bonnie froze, hate boiling in her blood, she watched as Tiki walked away. Then, with out thinking about it, she reached out twisted her fingers just as she saw Liam do when he practiced with moving objects with his mind. Instantly Tiki's bikini untied itself, falling to the side, making the girl shriek and cover herself before running off in tears but only after grabbing her fallen swims suit. Bonnie smirked, enjoying the girl's misery, she hated people like her.

"Bonnie! Hey." Stefan's voice drew her back to herself, making her turn to face his stern gaze. "

"Is there something you wanted?"

He frowned. "You shouldn't be using your powers to torment the other students."

"And you shouldn't be dating an actual teenager. " She smirked at his pained look. "You know, I thought it sort of romantic at first but Liam ranted a few times during our training and well... he made a very, very good point. Stay away from Elena, or you will regret it. I promise you that. By my hand or his, you might not survive." Done with the creeper vamp, she turned around and walked away, trying to hide the shaking in her hands at confronting the vamp she was starting she was starting to hate or the idea that she had used her powers so publicly...

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""That's was fast, you weren't even gone an hour." Damon looked at Liam, who had a small blue box in his hands. " Is that it?"

Opening it, Liam nodded, revealing the lapis lazuli ring spelled to allowed him to roam in the sunlight. "It wasn't hard to find, Your brother isn't that smart and wasn't planning on you having a witch to help you."

"No, he clearly wasn't... thank you again, this is great, I can now feed. I think I'll go in a minute but first I owe you a story. So sit back and let me tell you the story of the one and only Katherine Pierce... well, kind of one of a kind."

Chapter over, tell me what you think in the reviews.

This was fun to write.

Sleep

Through Fire I see

Love, your Ninja Overlord,

Mika.