Author: Lady Grimms
Email: ladygrimms@hotmail.com
Rating: PG or 15. It's for everyone . . . so far.
Spoilers: VD
Disclaimers: Damon Salvatore, Bonnie McCullough, Alaric Saltzman, Elena Gilbert, Stefan Salvatore, and all the other characters mentioned in the four novel series The Vampire Diaries belong to L. J. Smith. All the others mentioned are mine. No harm is intended with the writing of this tale.
Chapter I:
The three witches sat in a broken circle, talking in low voices. The one named Mina had raven black hair and crystal blue eyes. She was staring off into the night, thinking hard about what her close friends were discussing.
"You have to at least try Bonnie," Jolan said over the rim of her hot teacup. She had light brown hair with green eyes. Her long legs were stretched out in front of her, and her left foot was bouncing to a rhythm only she could hear.
The most subdued of the three had red hair with depressed brown eyes. A slight feeling of guilt passed across her face, knowing that she shouldn't have said anything about her past last night. At least she knew that the two friends sitting across from her wouldn't be judgemental of her feelings. Truthfully, she was tired of hiding and keeping secrets from her coven. Her powers were growing, and thanks to Mina and Jolan, she was finally able to learn some control. She no longer needed to hide the fact that she was telekinetic, prophetic and could read minds.
"It still can't believe you kept your past hidden from us for so long," Mina's hurt voice joined into the conversation. "We've told you everything. We always agreed to be honest with one another."
Bonnie lowered her eyes that were slowly filling with tears. "I know. But I suppose I felt that it wasn't my secret to tell. It belonged to Elena, Stefan and Damon. It was their love triangle. I simply helped them out with my gift. Plus, whenever we all get together, we rarely talk about the past. This is the first time that I've talked about it with anyone since Elena came back."
"What about Matt?" Jolan added. Her voice filled with amusement. "I mean, how long did he follow you around? I thought it would take me beating him with a bat to make him realize that you weren't interested."
Bonnie cleared her throat, swallowing a laugh. "Matt. Well what can I say besides he's good old Matt. Besides, he will always be pinning after Elena."
"A little boring for you?" Jolan asked, changing the subject. Her eyebrows were lost in her dishevelled hair.
"That is an understatement. Look, I'm sorry Mina. I've never felt completely confident in myself until I met you guys. I'm sure Alaric is loving dissecting me under some creepy microscope but what I really needed was someone to support me. And you can remember how ecstatic I was when you guys approached me despite the accident that almost killed Alaric. I don't think Meredith has forgiven me yet for nearly taking off his head."
They all smiled at the memory. Alaric had gathered a collection of young women and men who had had some paranormal experience or talent in witchcraft. That was where their small coven had met. Alaric had been forcing Bonnie much harder than the others because of her connection with Meredith and their past friendship. Bonnie had become so frustrated with him that she accidentally sent a chair cascading towards his head. It had flown through the glass and knocked over his computer. That was when Bonnie first realized that she was telekinetic.
"Well he shouldn't have pushed you so hard." Mina's voice had softened. "I'll consider forgiving you but only if you find a way to introduce me to Matt."
They dissolved into giggles and formed a circle, touching knee to knee. Jolan put her tea on the nightstand, next to the candles and turned her light green eyes onto Bonnie's troubled face.
"I don't know if this is such a good idea," Bonnie said, after a slightly uncomfortable silence.
"Mina and I have talked this over Bonnie. You told us yesterday and needed time to digest this new facet to your life. We also needed time to discuss what should happen next in your craft studies. As both of you know, I have the most experience in magic. Our next step will be learning to locate a specific mind without the need of a summoning spell. Personally, I haven't found anyone who has held my attention for more than a minute. But from what you've said Bonnie, this Damon guy has you whipped."
"But he is a vampire," Bonnie cut in, not liking where this conversation was going.
"I've dated worse." Mina's voice jumped in. Jolan smiled at them both, glad to have Mina's support despite the fact that Bonnie's eyes were filled with doubt and fear.
"This isn't a game. He is powerful and dangerous. Don't you both understand? I don't have Elena's grace and presence," Bonnie said quietly.
"Elena." Jolan snorted. "We'll let me tell you what I think of this whole Elena business. The Salvatore brothers were in love with a girl five hundred years ago. Then after all these years have passed, they find someone who is identical to her in appearance and then fight over her. The only reason Stefan and Damon even looked in Elena's direction in the first place was because she looked like Katherine. Elena might have presence, but they wanted her because they saw their past in her."
"You don't understand. Stefan does love her."
"He grew to love Elena, but he wanted Katherine at first," Mina informed her dryly.
"And what about Damon?" Bonnie's voice was gathering strength.
Jolan smiled; glad to see that Bonnie was regaining some of her spirit. "What better way to make his brother's life misery than to try to woe his brother's girlfriend. Damon didn't win in the Renaissance, now did he? The fight was just postponed until five centuries years later when Elena came into the picture."
"I suppose it could be true, but-"
"But nothing. He showed interest in you when Elena was not around, and it is not because of some past flame looking like you. It was genuine Bonnie. Katherine was his first love, and Elena was simply a game to making his brother suffer. Sure he might have some feelings for her but either way, this whole mess might have ended differently if he didn't leave."
"But he did leave." Bonnie sighed and looked outside at the darkening sky. She wondered where he was and if he ever thought of her. She turned back to her friends, feeling a ripple of unease when Mina grasped a sharp ceremonial knife from her school bag without breaking the circle. Bonnie watched Mina place the blade over a candle's bright flame. It shot up and consumed the knife while Mina fed it her own power. She retracted the knife at the same time the flame died down to a regular height.
"I swear to do anything for Bonnie in relation to Damon." As Mina said this, she pulled the knife across her palm. Jolan repeated the words and cut her palm as well. Then, Jolan handed Bonnie the knife. She looked at it for a few seconds before roughly cutting open her own palm as well. Oddly enough, she felt no pain. This felt right.
They pressed their palms together and the blood fizzled and cracked, waiting for Bonnie to finish sealing the deal. A single drop of blood flowed down each of their arms, moving along the main vein towards the heart.
Taking a deep breath, she said, "And I swear not to rest until he belongs to me."
Email: ladygrimms@hotmail.com
Rating: PG or 15. It's for everyone . . . so far.
Spoilers: VD
Disclaimers: Damon Salvatore, Bonnie McCullough, Alaric Saltzman, Elena Gilbert, Stefan Salvatore, and all the other characters mentioned in the four novel series The Vampire Diaries belong to L. J. Smith. All the others mentioned are mine. No harm is intended with the writing of this tale.
Chapter I:
The three witches sat in a broken circle, talking in low voices. The one named Mina had raven black hair and crystal blue eyes. She was staring off into the night, thinking hard about what her close friends were discussing.
"You have to at least try Bonnie," Jolan said over the rim of her hot teacup. She had light brown hair with green eyes. Her long legs were stretched out in front of her, and her left foot was bouncing to a rhythm only she could hear.
The most subdued of the three had red hair with depressed brown eyes. A slight feeling of guilt passed across her face, knowing that she shouldn't have said anything about her past last night. At least she knew that the two friends sitting across from her wouldn't be judgemental of her feelings. Truthfully, she was tired of hiding and keeping secrets from her coven. Her powers were growing, and thanks to Mina and Jolan, she was finally able to learn some control. She no longer needed to hide the fact that she was telekinetic, prophetic and could read minds.
"It still can't believe you kept your past hidden from us for so long," Mina's hurt voice joined into the conversation. "We've told you everything. We always agreed to be honest with one another."
Bonnie lowered her eyes that were slowly filling with tears. "I know. But I suppose I felt that it wasn't my secret to tell. It belonged to Elena, Stefan and Damon. It was their love triangle. I simply helped them out with my gift. Plus, whenever we all get together, we rarely talk about the past. This is the first time that I've talked about it with anyone since Elena came back."
"What about Matt?" Jolan added. Her voice filled with amusement. "I mean, how long did he follow you around? I thought it would take me beating him with a bat to make him realize that you weren't interested."
Bonnie cleared her throat, swallowing a laugh. "Matt. Well what can I say besides he's good old Matt. Besides, he will always be pinning after Elena."
"A little boring for you?" Jolan asked, changing the subject. Her eyebrows were lost in her dishevelled hair.
"That is an understatement. Look, I'm sorry Mina. I've never felt completely confident in myself until I met you guys. I'm sure Alaric is loving dissecting me under some creepy microscope but what I really needed was someone to support me. And you can remember how ecstatic I was when you guys approached me despite the accident that almost killed Alaric. I don't think Meredith has forgiven me yet for nearly taking off his head."
They all smiled at the memory. Alaric had gathered a collection of young women and men who had had some paranormal experience or talent in witchcraft. That was where their small coven had met. Alaric had been forcing Bonnie much harder than the others because of her connection with Meredith and their past friendship. Bonnie had become so frustrated with him that she accidentally sent a chair cascading towards his head. It had flown through the glass and knocked over his computer. That was when Bonnie first realized that she was telekinetic.
"Well he shouldn't have pushed you so hard." Mina's voice had softened. "I'll consider forgiving you but only if you find a way to introduce me to Matt."
They dissolved into giggles and formed a circle, touching knee to knee. Jolan put her tea on the nightstand, next to the candles and turned her light green eyes onto Bonnie's troubled face.
"I don't know if this is such a good idea," Bonnie said, after a slightly uncomfortable silence.
"Mina and I have talked this over Bonnie. You told us yesterday and needed time to digest this new facet to your life. We also needed time to discuss what should happen next in your craft studies. As both of you know, I have the most experience in magic. Our next step will be learning to locate a specific mind without the need of a summoning spell. Personally, I haven't found anyone who has held my attention for more than a minute. But from what you've said Bonnie, this Damon guy has you whipped."
"But he is a vampire," Bonnie cut in, not liking where this conversation was going.
"I've dated worse." Mina's voice jumped in. Jolan smiled at them both, glad to have Mina's support despite the fact that Bonnie's eyes were filled with doubt and fear.
"This isn't a game. He is powerful and dangerous. Don't you both understand? I don't have Elena's grace and presence," Bonnie said quietly.
"Elena." Jolan snorted. "We'll let me tell you what I think of this whole Elena business. The Salvatore brothers were in love with a girl five hundred years ago. Then after all these years have passed, they find someone who is identical to her in appearance and then fight over her. The only reason Stefan and Damon even looked in Elena's direction in the first place was because she looked like Katherine. Elena might have presence, but they wanted her because they saw their past in her."
"You don't understand. Stefan does love her."
"He grew to love Elena, but he wanted Katherine at first," Mina informed her dryly.
"And what about Damon?" Bonnie's voice was gathering strength.
Jolan smiled; glad to see that Bonnie was regaining some of her spirit. "What better way to make his brother's life misery than to try to woe his brother's girlfriend. Damon didn't win in the Renaissance, now did he? The fight was just postponed until five centuries years later when Elena came into the picture."
"I suppose it could be true, but-"
"But nothing. He showed interest in you when Elena was not around, and it is not because of some past flame looking like you. It was genuine Bonnie. Katherine was his first love, and Elena was simply a game to making his brother suffer. Sure he might have some feelings for her but either way, this whole mess might have ended differently if he didn't leave."
"But he did leave." Bonnie sighed and looked outside at the darkening sky. She wondered where he was and if he ever thought of her. She turned back to her friends, feeling a ripple of unease when Mina grasped a sharp ceremonial knife from her school bag without breaking the circle. Bonnie watched Mina place the blade over a candle's bright flame. It shot up and consumed the knife while Mina fed it her own power. She retracted the knife at the same time the flame died down to a regular height.
"I swear to do anything for Bonnie in relation to Damon." As Mina said this, she pulled the knife across her palm. Jolan repeated the words and cut her palm as well. Then, Jolan handed Bonnie the knife. She looked at it for a few seconds before roughly cutting open her own palm as well. Oddly enough, she felt no pain. This felt right.
They pressed their palms together and the blood fizzled and cracked, waiting for Bonnie to finish sealing the deal. A single drop of blood flowed down each of their arms, moving along the main vein towards the heart.
Taking a deep breath, she said, "And I swear not to rest until he belongs to me."