In the large barn out in the yard, Sam set the coffin on a massive block of hay while Bonnie and Abby read through the spellbook. Anna stayed in the yard, looking slightly troubled.

"Anna?" Sam approached her, "you don't look so hot. Emotionally, I mean, 'cause physically, you're still gorgeous."

Anna laughed lightly at his comment. "It's Jeremy. After I died, he moved on, and now that I'm back, well, it's been kind of awkward between us. I'm pretty sure Bonnie hates me now. For my own benefit and for Bonnie's, I decided to end my relationship with Jeremy a few days ago."

"Well, are you going to get day drunk?" Sam asked, "or are you going to start stress eating? Wait but you're a vampire, so...stress drinking? Stress killing? What do you call it?"

Anna laughed again. "I never thought about that much...probably stress drinking? I usually don't kill my targets unless I really hate them."

"So the good vampire?" Sam asked.

"I suppose."

"Hm." They stood together outside in comfortable silence for a solid minute.

"So how old are you?" Sam finally asked, "because you're definitely a lot older than you look."

"Five hundred and sixteen this year," she grinned proudly, "I was turned when I was fifteen. How about you? How old are you?"

"Hmmm..." Sam thought for a long time, "I'm not sure...I existed before time itself so age isn't exactly applicable to me. I'm thirteen billion years old if you don't count my existence before the concept of time."

Anna frowned. "You're...a lot older than me."

"What did you expect?" chuckled Sam, "that I would be like two years old? I told you that I've been imprisoned for a thousand years so I'm already twice your age."

"Hey!" called Bonnie, "you two! I think we have a spell."

Abby's grimoire was opened to a page with a knot drawn on it which looked somewhat similar to the infinity symbol. "It's a blood knot." explained Abby, "it means to bind it you need two generations. A bloodline, sort of like two keys to a safety deposit box."

"Yes, and unbinding it would reverse the spell on that coffin." added Bonnie, "If we did it together."

Bonnie stood on one side of the coffin while Abby stood on the other, holding each other's hands over the coffin, chanting a complex-sounding spell; "Sigalis Intransium, Exalis Exalis, Omnas Quisa Operum, Sigalis Intransium, Exalis Exalis. Omnaben Libras, Sigalis Intransium, Exalis Exalis. Omnas Quisa Operum, Exalis Exalis."

"You're not trying!" snapped Bonnie, releasing her hands, "I can feel it!"

"I can't!" replied Abby, "the spirits are angry with me for leaving you. I think they didn't want me to have my powers again."

"I had all of those dreams for a reason." said Bonnie, "the spirits wanted me to go to you because you're my mom. It's not them, it's you. You won't open yourself up to it. Do you know Dad never talked about you? And neither did Grams. I had no memories of you. I used to pretend that you were dead because it was easier than to wonder why you never came back."

Abby's eyes teared up once again, and her voice trembled as she spoke. "There is no way I can tell you how sorry I am for what I did, but I'll take your advice...I'll try again."

And they did.

Bonnie reached over the coffin again and Abby took her hands. Once more, they begin to recite the incantation.

As they did, the candles flared up, and a deep rumbling echoed through the barn.

Suddenly, the coffin lid flew open and Esther Mikaelson bolted upright in the box. Bonnie and Abby both leaped back at once while Sam and Anna rushed in to investigate what had happened.

"Niklaus!" Esther greeted him, "what a surprise."

Sam felt a thousand years of pent-up hate for this witch bitch erupt from his chest. Every light, every glassware, every piece of china in close proximity exploded at once, sending sparks flying everywhere. His eyes turned blank white, and his shadowy wings expanded from his back.

"Esther Mikaelson!" he growled, walking up towards this wretched, dishonest, backstabber, "sorry to tell you, but I'm not your son; your son is hell, burning right now, and if you have anything to say to him, you can go join him yourself!" He raised his hand, sending out a brilliant blast of white light in her face, illuminating the entire barn.

The light melted the metal coffin, and incinerated the haystack below it, but had no effect on her.

"Death!" Esther shouted, raised her hand to reveal a ring; Sam's ring, "you did what?!" The ring glowed with a bright white light, and Sam felt a searing pain run through his body, causing him to drop to his knees.

"You dare use my own power against me?!" Sam roared, releasing an intense beam of white light from his entire body, aimed directly at Esther. "You stole my ring, and imprisoned me for a millennium!"

"I was just trying to protect my family!" screamed Esther, clenching her ring fist. Once again, Sam felt searing pain all over his body, making him fall onto his back, writhing. Esther was turning the power stored in the ring against him!

"Now tell me: where are my children?" demanded Esther, inducing ever-increasing waves of pain to him, "tell me!"

"They're safe!" groaned Sam, "they've been neutralized by white oak daggers, yes, but they're alive. I don't exact my revenge on others." He felt like he was being burned alive. His eyes and ears were starting to feel blurry...

"Where are they?!" roared Esther, "location! Now!"

"Phasmatos Morsinus Pyrox Allum!" screamed Bonnie, waving her hand at Esther. The spell made Esther wince slightly, but had no effect otherwise.

Esther returned her focus on Sam. "Tell me where they're kept. Now!"

"Okay! Fine!" Sam finally screamed, and immediately, the pain stopped, "they're in a warehouse in Mystic Falls. I don't have the address, you have to ask Bonnie. I'm still new to the whole 21st century."

Esther flicked her hand, and Bonnie's body flew towards her. "Well? Bennett witch?"

"3250 Wiseman Street!" gasped Bonnie, "what do you want to do?"

Esther released Bonnie's body and looked at Sam again. "I am here to cleanse this world of the plague that I released all those years ago, starting with him..." she pointed the ring at Sam, and white light flared from his eyes and mouth. "...the man who condemned my son to perdition!"

"You're going to kill me?!" Sam demanded, "I can't be killed! I am merely an idea! A concept! You can hurt me, you can incapacitate me, but you could never truly kill me!"

"Maybe not." Admitted Esther, "but I know someone who can put you down forever." The witch raised her ring hand into the sky and chanted. "Ultimator ego voco huc, Te relinquo mundum, et venit usque ad me!"

A beam of bright light shot from Sam's ring into the sky, unleashing enough power to rip open space-time itself. "Te relinquo mundum, et venit usque ad me!" Esther roared again. The rip grew wider and wider. Within seconds, it had gone from a small tear to a full-scale, interdimensional portal.

"Oh no..." Sam groaned. He tried to move, but Esther had him bound from head to toe using the power that was contained within the ring. Anna looked over at him and then back at Esther. She wanted to help desperately, but right now, she was completely frozen with fear.

"What do you mean 'oh no'?!" She demanded, "Sam?"

"She's summoning The Ultimator..." He groaned against Esther's bonds, "I'll explain it later, but trust me, you do not want-" Esther silenced him with a wave of her hand before continuing her summoning chant. Her eyes now glowed bright yellow, just like The Ultimator's blank, dead eyes.

The interdimensional portal was stretching further and further, until it finally reached the 10th dimension, connecting The Ultimator's realm to Abby Bennett's little cottage. "Esther! What are you doing?!" Abby screamed, "stop it!"

"She's been corrupted..." Sam choked out, "The Ultimator must have gotten to her...head..."

From the other side of the portal, a deep, sinister whisper sounded. "Samuel Salvatore..." A massive, clawed purple hand engraved with celestial constellations reached out of the portal and grabbed onto the edge.

Time seemed to slow around them as Sam saw it all unfold, and maybe it actually did, due to The Ultimator's presence:

Anna rushed Esther with a large ax and heaved it at her chest. Esther tried to jump out of the way, but the ax still clipped her shoulder, causing blood to drip down her white blouse.

"Ahhh!" Esther screamed, half in pain, half in anger. "You little rascal!" With a flick of her hand, she sent a wooden stake into her heart.

He watched as the little vampire collapsed onto the ground. The stake was a direct hit, straight through her heart, not a centimeter off. Anna gasped as the realization took hold. Her hand reached to pull it out, but she was already too far gone.

"Sam?" Her eyes caught his for just the briefest of moments before the darkness took hold. Her skin turned a clammy gray as she dropped to the ground, her undead body returned to its natural state.

"NOOOOOO!" Sam felt a scream escape his mouth, followed by a shockwave of power he didn't know he had. The concrete ground beneath him shattered and the wooden barn around him shook as his endless rage exploded.

The bonds Esther held him with snapped off as easily as snapping celery. "ESTHER!" Sam's eyes turned white and his wings expanded from his back. "You will pay for this!"

"Stay back!" Esther hit him with a continuous stream of power from his own ring. "I command you!"

However, Sam threaded on, forcefully dispersing the power thrown at him with a force field.

He was experiencing feelings he didn't understand. Why would the death of one undead girl trigger such an intense reaction from him? He hasn't figured it out quite yet.

However, that was not important right now. The only thing that was on his mind was Esther. Not his relics, not The Ultimator attempting to invade their world, Esther. He was going to will her soul out of existence.

"Stop it!" Sam lunged forwards, grabbing Esther by the waist and tackling her to the floor. "You bitch!" In one fluid motion, he tore Esther's ring arm clean out of its socket and flung it out the barn. "Your soul burns today!"

Esther stared up at him in shock. "It's just one girl!"

"Just the one girl I love!" Sam retorted, beating her across the face with every ounce of vampire strength he can muster. "I love her! And you hurt her!" In a matter of seconds, his original hybrid prowesses pulverized the ancient witch's face, turning it into a mash of bones and blood.

"Die!" He gripped her vulnerable human soul in his hand and tore it forcefully out of her pulverized corpse. "Non-existence is too good for you! You deserve the devil! You deserve hell! You deserve the wrath of Lucifer Morningstar!"

He snapped his fingers, opening a crevice in the ground leading straight to hell, and flung her soul into the inferno. Then, he dropped to his knees in fatigue, panting over the corpse that Esther left behind. "Anna?"

"Wow wow wow!" The deep sinister voice sounded just feet behind him, sending shivers down his spine. "I'm impressed!"

Struggling to get back on his feet, Sam had to use a nearby haystack for support in order to turn his drained vessel around to face the new looming threat that now walked the Earth. "The Ultimator...how lovely..."

The Ultimator was four meters tall and had celestial constellations configured all over its body. The pair of massive, blank yellow eyes gave off an eerie vibe, like two holes leading into a hellish nothingness. The cave-like mouth filled with dozens of sharp fangs was wide open, revealing an interdimensional gateway into the 10th dimension, the realm which The Ultimator embodied.

(If you don't know what he looks like, just google the name. It's a DC character so you should find plenty of images of him.)

"So, how do you want to do this?" The Ultimator grinned deviously, "any last words?"

Sam looked up at The Ultimator, despite his aching vessel's complaints, and tried his best to look tough. "Hello to you too...space-Xenomorph-like-thingy, and seeing I did not invite you to my HOME, is there anything you wish to say before sentence is passed?"

The Ultimator looked down at him for a solid second before dropping down on the floor, laughing hysterically. Every movement The Ultimator made, ripples spread through reality, causing unnatural bending and convulsions in the space and matter around them.

"You?! You?!" The Ultimator pounded on the ground beside him, mockingly, "you?! Hahaha..." He flicked one of his claw-like hands, throwing Sam aside as he marched toward the tarnished corpse of Esther Mikaelson. "Oh, and your cute little ring? I think I'll keep it for myself as a trophy of my successful hunt today."

Sam flipped himself back onto his feet and lung at The Ultimator once again, only to be thrown aside once more by an invisible wave of power. "Looks good on me, doesn't it?" He laughed, prying the ring off of Esther's finger and put it on around his finger. "I like it..."

Sam glared at the interdimensional creature with contempt. Bluffing never worked before, why would it work now? "What about me?" He demanded, trying his best to keep the gathering fear in his chest from showing, "this universe is my home now, and I do not enjoy rude guests. Your presence is tearing reality apart so put down my ring and leave before I throw you out!"

The Ultimator laughed even harder, pounding the ground with its giant claws. "Throw ME out? Please, Death, you couldn't even swat a fly if you tried, but by all means, here-" The Ultimator stuck its hideous face up close to Sam. "have a few free shots at me if you wish."

Sam replied with a look so confident and piercing that The Ultimator cringed back slightly. "I understand that it is your destiny to consume dimensions and lifeforms. However, I have no intention of going with you quietly, and you'll be wise to remember what I am."

"Hahahaha..." The Ultimator continued taunting him with its thunderous laughter without a care in the world. "You don't want to get eaten quietly? Fine. I'll eat you loudly then."

The Ultimator reached to grab Sam just as the Earth shook violently, throwing Bonnie and Abby off their feet as they watched with wide eyes. Sam soared into the air on his vast, shadowy wings, dodging The Ultimator's grab.

"ARRRRRGH!" In a fit of rage, The Ultimator instantly grew thirty feet in height as it brought its other towering arm hammering down over Sam's head. "But then again, a good chase always makes the meal a hundred times tastier."

"Your powers may outclass mine for the moment, however, my experience far exceeds yours, especially in the third dimension." Sam told The Ultimator as he dived and swirled around his enemy's attacks, "I have the home ground advantage."

Suddenly, a massive crack opened and a 20 foot wide, 100-foot long mechanical leg exploded out of the ground, and bent downwards, opening and pressing its five mechanical toes on the ground. A rumble sounded deep within the Earth as the ancient, techno-organic spider creature buried dozens of feet beneath the earth began to stir.

"Meet Nerscylla, an ancient techno-organic creature left behind by alien explorers!" Sam announced, "if I remember correctly, this was the making of a race called The Old Ones, used as a means to explore foreign planets remotely. Good luck."

The Ultimator looked up as two more arachnid legs burst out from the ground, sending tons of rock and dirt flying over them. The legs each had three joints. Each leg, with the sections between all three joints extended, added to a total of 150 feet in length.

"Samuel Salvatore, you will not get away with-" The Ultimator moved towards Sam just as the ground cracked beneath it, swallowing it whole.

"What the hell is happening?!" Bonnie screamed as Sam swooped down and picked Anna's limp body up into his arms, "what the hell are those?"

"The legs of a techno-organic explorer pod sent by The Old Ones," Sam replied hastily, "the rest of the body is coming up." Almost as if on command, a giant lump in the ground beneath them began to rise as Nerscylla rose its slumber.

"Is it dangerous?!" Abby asked frantically, "I mean-Woah!" Sam caught her arm before she could fall through one of the many cracks forming in the deforming ground around them.

"No." Sam replied simply, "it is my essence that gave the creature to life, therefore it is also my will that controls it." Waving his hand, a rip in space-time opened behind him. "The Nerscylla isn't going to keep The Ultimator down for long. I need you two to keep him...her...it...whatever occupied while I'm gone."

"Wait, what?! This giant thing isn't enough?" Bonnie cried, "are you-you're running?!"

The Ultimator jumped out of the ground, its yellow eyes glowing with fury. "Samuel Salvatore, I'm warning you; if you piss me off, I just might make the process of consuming you and making you a part of myself more painful than it has to be!"

By now, the Nerscylla had fully raised its towering body out of the earth. The arachnid was over 100 feet tall in its natural walking position with a massive abdomen spanning over 50 feet in diameter and a singular glowing red eye between its two chelicerae.

(Nerscylla is based on the creature on the background picture of this song: TheFatRat, Slaydit & Anjulie - Stronger [Monstercat Release] just google search it if you can't visualize the thing I'm describing. I suck at describing so here. That what its supposed to look like)

Without saying a word, Sam ordered The Nerscylla to stomp one of its enormous legs over The Ultimator's head. An ear-splitting crash echoed through the countryside as the arachnid completely pulverized The Ultimator into a puddle of purple slop.

Bonnie stared at the ground, wide-eyed. "Uhhh...did you-"

"No. The Nerscylla is merely a minor inconvenience to The Ultimator." replied Sam before she could finish her question, "I require a diversion while I call for backup. You two will need to find a way to slow The Ultimator down while I formulate a plan with Alpheus the World Forger. To fail means certain doom, either by The Ultimator or by me, should I return."

"Wait-what?!" Bonnie and her mother clung to one another for support as Nerscylla flexed its rusty joints and limbs. "What do you mean?! How do we hold that thing off?!"

"Figure it out!" ordered Sam, "if you fail, you and this multiverse will either perish in the mouth of The Ultimator or I will wind up killing you both should I make it through alive. Good luck." Then, he stepped through the rip, and into the dark matter multiverse.