20: Show Me How It Ends, It's Alright.
"Explain to me how the fucking hell this went from Nova needing a pathetic locator spell to the celestial Oblivion herself personally requesting that I seal up her and Damon in some dingy home because of a 'Ripper Virus'?" Sofia demanded with a cold glare in her icy blue eyes. Her arms were crossed and foot tapping impatiently on the half decayed grass.
"One Dr. Wes Maxfield for Augustine," Zina replied with a sigh. "It had been dormant in Nova's blood until it was activated in Damon's."
"Well that's just lovely. You realize how limited we are on time then to fix this bullshit before it overcomes them entirely?"
"Yes, and-"
"And that it's only a matter of time before I'm sure at least Nova can shatter through a damn sealing spell with the rage of the Ripper coursing her blood which you two degeneraty (imbeciles) activated the magic within? Perfect combination, really. Great job to both of you."
Tired of watching the two Vasiles go back and forth, Enzo stepped in between. "How much bloody time do we have then? And what are the chances that they'll try to kill one another in there?"
"Eight hours at best."
Inside the farmhouse, Nova had already destroyed most of the furniture and decorations out of rage. Damon sat with his head in his hands on the couch until she was done. Then he walked up behind her and wrapped his arms protectively around her. She tried to protest and get away for fear that she would lash out on him next, but he just shushed and held her. "I have two theories," he told her softly. "The first being that our blood is linked so maybe it won't register that we're two separate vampires."
"And the second?"
He scoffed dryly. "It's only a matter of time before we need to feed again and find out who's stronger finally I guess."
Her hands tightened around his leather jacket, face burrowed into his chest. "I won't do it, Damon." Her voice was so soft and gentle it reminded him of her human days strangely. "You are all I have left, truly, in this disgrace of a world. You are the only creature I cannot bring myself to harm. Either I will stake myself, or you will kill me. End of story."
"Seems like we're at a bit of a stalemate then because I can't hurt you either, Nova. I'm not gonna kill you. Not even if this virus demands it."
She pulled away enough to look up at him. The sorrowful brightness in her emerald eyes genuinely hurt him. In that moment he never would have thought that her humanity was off with no current hope of returning. "Promise me now that if it comes down to it, you will be the one to end my life, iubițel. Please."
He could see the agony within her surfacing well above the lack of humanity. The Ripper Virus had ended up being her final straw. She was losing hope to live. She must have been for months but without her humanity it remained buried, just festering. Without any confirmation that they were making it out of the farmhouse cured Nova Vasile had finally given up. With tears threatening his eyes, Damon pulled her back into him and held her tightly. His mouth opened then closed. His eyes closed, one singular tear slipping from his eye before his broken voice finally uttered a painfully quiet, "I promise, dolcezza."
While Sofia got to work on whatever she could possibly do against the virus, Zina called Stefan to fill him in. He felt guilty for turning his back on his brother and letting Damon end up in such a situation. He decided he would join the scene regardless and hopefully be able to help. Still trying to vye for his attention, "Elena" offered her company. Hearing her in the background just didn't sound right to Zina. When she hung up, she found Enzo at the invisible wall in the doorway talking to Damon who was looking overly distraught. Katia's ghost appeared beside her with a solemn look on her face.
"Nova's given up," she told her mother sadly. "She made Damon promise that if it comes down to it she will surrender and let him kill her."
"She wouldn't even try to fight back?" Zina's voice cracked a little with a painful surprise.
Katia shook her head. "After completely losing her humanity, being tortured and experimented on over and over, and everything else she's seen in her life… this Ripper Virus was the last thing for her. She won't strike down Damon even without her humanity and the virus coursing through her. That's the last bit of fight she's got left in her. She's just… done…"
Zina's eyes found her sister in a window on the second floor. Nova sat against the glass staring up at the stars in the sky. Zina could see the brokenness in her sister's eyes even at the distance. How far Nova Vasile had fallen in only a couple of years after so many successful ones…
The hours were ticking by. Sofia was getting frustrated that she was actually hitting such a wall in finding a solution. From time to time even she would sneak a glance at the fated lovers in the house. While Damon was growing antsy, Nova was clearly accepting death. It actually shocked Sofia to see the once proclaimed to be so great Nova Vasile having finally given up on survival. Zarya's face flashed through her mind briefly. After centuries of hiding in fear of persecution and death, one mortal girl had brought at least most of the clan together to stand against that fear. Above all costs Zarya chose to survive. So above all costs so would all of the Vasiles to stand and fight. Sofia wasn't going to let Nova go down like a wounded animal.
When Stefan and "Elena" arrived it was nearing the end of the eight hour window. The sun was just beginning to rise over the remnants of the night. Nova had been grinding her teeth and digging her nails into her palms until Damon would slap them because she would start to bleed. "What's the situation looking like?" Stefan questioned.
Zina shook her head. "It's not good… Sofia has been busting her ass, but Doctor Douche really went nuts with this virus. Nova… she…" She bit her lip. Pain was clear in her eyes and face. "She's given up… she won't attack Damon. She made him promise to kill her instead."
Both Stefan and "Elena"'s eyes widened. Even with the turmoil she was dealing with, however, Zina could just feel something off about "Elena". Elena Gilbert would have been more concerned about her sire than she was showing. The brunette before her instead claimed to be 'so distraught' that she clung to Stefan for solace. Inside the house, Damon was holding Nova again. Enzo stood in the doorway still with angry sorrow. "Just hang on a little longer, mate," he urged. "The crazy Russian… she's almost got something, I know it!"
Damon ran his hands through Nova's hair. He still felt so bad that it was so short. He knew how much she hated it. "She doesn't though, Enzo." His tone was low and solemn. "We know she doesn't. And it's okay."
Katia, having been watching them completely unseen, finally understood the real plan. Her dark eyes widened in a sorrowful horror. She quickly flashed back out to Zina. "They're both going to die," she spoke quickly. "Damon obviously wouldn't tell Nova, but he's not going to let her die alone. And he certainly can't live with himself after killing her."
Zina's breath caught in her throat. There was plenty of wood to fashion a stake in the house and no way for anyone to stop him without lowering the barrier and risk getting attacked. Being unable to see Katia's ghost, Stefan and "Elena" were confused about Zina's sudden painful breaking. "He's going to kill himself," she spoke quietly with a broken voice. "He's going to kill her, and then himself…"
"Go ahead and do it," Nova whispered to Damon. "It should buy you another eight hours. Hopefully Sofia can find something then."
He smiled sadly, unseen by her. "Yeah, we'll see I guess. I love you, Nova. Through eternity."
She clung a little tighter to him. Her eyes burned a little with tears that wanted to form. "I love you too, Damon. Through eternity."
Everything suddenly felt like slow motion. With some hesitation, and tears beginning to fall, Damon bit into Nova's neck. Enzo pounded on the invisible barrier, screaming and cursing at them both. Zina and Stefan ran forward while "Elena" remained frozen in place with an odd look on her face. Zina rushed to Sofia and hastily told her what was happening. Her blue eyes widened, teeth grit tightly. She had but one option left. The Russian whipped out her silver talisman with her magic sigil engraved on it and began chanting a rapid mix of the Verbis Diablo and the language Zina had spoken earlier - the language of Oblivion. Her blue eyes ignited burgundy. Violent winds whipped all around the area. The talisman floated above her palm as the sigil engraved on it ignited in the ground beneath her feet into a powerful spell circle. Nova was losing so much blood that the pair had fallen to their knees on the floor of the farmhouse with Damon still painfully feeding from her. She was growing weak and her vision darkening.
"What the hell is she doing?" Stefan shouted over the winds.
Zina and Katia's eyes were wide as Sofia's feet began to lift a few inches off the ground. "She's calling for help," Zina told him.
"What kind of bloody help?" Came Enzo.
"A celestial trinity," the mother and daughter replied though they could only see and hear Zina.
Inside the spell circle a purple smoke began to form to Sofia's left, and a scarlet fire to her right. Through the smoke and fire appeared Oblivion, and Lucifer. Oblivion's expression remained stoic and unreadable as usual, but Lucifer seemed highly amused. Without a word both celestials offered their power to Sofia just as Nova was losing consciousness. Her hand was finally too weak to cling to Damon any longer and fell to the floor. He could hear her heart becoming dangerously quiet and slow; it was about to stop all together. A massive bolt of blue lightning struck through the house directly upon Nova and Damon suddenly. Then one struck down Sofia. Oblivion and Lucifer vanished along with the magic circle, the wind stopped abruptly, and everything fell deadly silent. Sofia laid unconscious on the ground. Slowly, Enzo, Stefan, and Zina approached the house. Enzo tried putting his hand through the doorway first, finding the barrier down. Cautiously, all three entered.
Anything that stood upright or had been hung on the walls of the house had fallen and broken. All of the windows were shattered. Damon still sat on his knees in the middle of the living room with Nova cradled in his arms. The trio couldn't see either of their faces, nor could their hear any kind of vital signs from Nova. Stefan stepped forward first but couldn't find any words to say. After the longest minute any of them had ever lived through Damon finally stood. He lifted Nova into his arms and she made no sign of movement. Her eyes were closed. One arm fell off her side, dangling about as Damon walked past the three vampires and out the door. His countenance was as stoic as Sofia's usually was.
Katherine had to keep as calm as possible and show no sign of joy since everyone believed she was Elena, but it was getting so difficult when Damon walked out with Nova's lifeless body. She couldn't hear the Romanian breathing or even the faintest heartbeat. To watch Damon of all people having taken Nova's life and then carry her out was just so satisfying for Katherine. She was greedily taking everything she wanted at last from Elena's perfect life, to Stefan's affection, and the icing on the cake was the death of Nova Vasile by the man who loved her most. Even when Damon hopelessly searched for Katherine, and blindly loved her in 1864, still that goddamn Nova Vasile was always there over Katherine's shoulder and in Damon's eyes. At long last there was no Nova for him to return to and it was all his fault. Katherine nearly burst out with glee. And unfortunately for her, Zina out of everyone could see it because she knew Katerina Petrova best.
The sun was rising steadily, golden light pouring across the land. Slowly, Sofia came to. Her eyes fluttered open and Zina helped her up, muttering something in her ear in Russian. Sofia was confused by Zina's partially broken Russian and her use of it until she put together what the Romanian was telling her. All eyes and attention then fell upon Damon and Nova as the rising light gleamed behind them. Sofia bit the inside of her cheek; had she been too late? Could she not protect Nova's life in time? Zina's hand rubbed her chest where her heart would have been as a pained weight settled in.
The sound of a cawing crow filled the silent air. Katherine resisted the urge to scowl as she looked around for the bird when something else caught her eye - a butterfly. And not your basic kind of monarch or anything, no, it was a bright emerald green butterfly with black around the outsides of its magnificent wings. The crow cawed again and more butterflies appeared. Zina's eyes widened with hopeful light. "Fluturele de smarald…"
"English, please?" Enzo muttered.
"The emerald butterfly… it's what our mother calls Nova."
The cawing of the crow grew more frequent and soon the area was practically filled with gallant emerald butterflies just fluttering about them all calmly. One landed on Nova's chest. It just sat there peacefully. With the sunrise behind them it was undoubtedly a magically beautiful image. Katherine was losing her grip on not scowling at the visual or swatting at the butterflies. With one more extra loudly echoing caw, Katherine in particular swore she saw Nova's hand twitch. Damon hadn't once taken his eyes off of the ravenette in his arms. His grip around her tightened just a little with uncertain hope. "Come on, dolcezza," he whispered so quietly that only Nova would have been able to hear. Even being surrounded by vampires. "Please."
Everyone was practically holding their breath. Finally, the emerald butterfly on Nova's chest flew upward with the other butterflies that floated gracefully around her and Damon. There was a more obvious twitch of her hand that caused eyes to widen, then she was gasping for breath with her own emerald eyes wide open. With the focus on Nova's revival no one noticed Katherine's eye twitch. Damon partially let go of Nova so he could hug her tightly instead with tears of relief practically pouring down his face. She hadn't clung to him so tightly in years either.
"I'm so sorry," he spoke in her ear.
"You did exactly what I asked of you. Thank you." She pulled back just enough to put her hands on his face and give him a reassuring smile before kissing him.
"What the fuck kind of mojo did you pull for this?" Zina whispered to Sofia.
The blue eyed Russian put her talisman back around her neck as a necklace. "Something I know I am going to have to pay for later. Try not to let them be so fucking foolish again." In a flash, she was gone.
Damon and Nova retreated to Nova's house in the woods for some well deserved peace and quiet when it was deemed entirely that neither of them were vampire slaughtering Rippers anymore. No one had any real answers for what Sofia did, only that it worked and they were in her debt. For the first time in what felt like a long time, Damon and Nova just enjoyed the hell out of each other's company. They essentially spent hours rekindling their relationship and romance. It was almost questionable if Nova's humanity had been redeemed even in the slightest. Whether it was or was not Damon was just glad to have life back in his fiance.
"Since you're in such a good mood at last," he started with a grin, "why don't you give ten minutes of thought to, maybe… I don't know… our wedding?"
Nova stood at the end of the bed staring at him laying nonchalantly and crossed her arms. "Do you really find now to be the appropriate time for that? Even after surviving today, there's still Maxfield out there, Travelers, pissed off archangels, cosmic entities-"
He jumped off the bed and put his hands on her hips, still grinning. "And this is Mystic Falls which is the most perfect awful town to a host wedding amidst a bunch of supernatural bullshit. Come on, can you at least humor me with a few trivial ideas?"
She sighed and rolled her eyes. "Like what?"
"Maid of Honor?"
"Lethia, duh. She can go into labor during the ceremony for all I care."
He laughed a little. "Bridesmaids then?"
That made Nova's lips twitch slightly. She didn't exactly have any other wedding worthy friends past Lethia, especially after all she'd done since shutting off her humanity… "Uh… Zarya I guess could… I'd probably have to forcibly stuff her in a dress though. Zina, maybe?"
"If that's your way of asking me to be your bridesmaid then of course I will since you clearly don't know what you're doing," came Zina's voice in the doorway. "Normally I would totally feed into wedding plans, but something much more pressing has come up."
Nova grinned up at Damon whose grin had turned into a frown. "Something always does, doesn't it?" She tapped his cheek playfully before sitting on the edge of the bed.
He groaned. "And what the hell could it possibly be this time?"
"Katherine used the Traveler spell to take over Elena's body. It hasn't been Elena since Katherine died. She never actually died; she just hopped into Elena."
Their eyes widened and Nova leaped off the bed. "You've got to be fucking blowing me!" She exclaimed with rage.
Zina made a face at the statement. "Unfortunately, no. I know Katherine Pierce pretty damn well. That was not Elena at the farmhouse. The calmness was not Elena first of all, and it was forced to hide the excitement of your impending death, sister. She's been vying desperately for Stefan's affections and not caring enough about either of you - her own sire in particular because she doesn't feel that bond because you are not Katherine's sire."
"How the hell has she been getting away with this for so long then?" Questioned Damon as his own anger rose steadily.
"She's been compelling Matt Donovan. It hasn't been easy without Nadia's help. She did find out you killed Nadia, by the way," she directed at Nova. "Matt kind of started to catch on and got a text to Caroline today just before he was compelled again today."
"What did the text say?"
"'Help. K' before he was cut off. It's Katherine."
Nova's eye twitched. "How the fuck do we get rid of that Bulgarian pizdă once and for fucking all?!" Damon stood behind her and tried rubbing her arms and shoulders in an attempt to soothe her.
Zina shrugged. "All we have to do is stab her with the Traveller knife which Matt supposedly still has."
"This is Katherine we're talking about." Damon said. "She's going to see a sneak attack from a mile away. We've got to get her to come to us. Get her guard down, corner her."
Zina smirked. "I think I have a plan that will work. Both of you come back to the boarding house in the morning."
Nova arched a brow. "If she was your best friend and adopted you, then why are you helping kill her for good?"
"Because I've come to realize that Katherine and I are no longer the same kinds of people. She will never change. While we'll both do what it takes to survive, I'm not going to stab every single person along the way in the back to do so. I know now the meaning of family and that it's more beneficial than to be alone. It's about time Katherine meets her fate." With a small nod, Zina saw herself out of the house.
"I can't believe that bitch got us again," Damon commented when they were alone again.
"She was ready to pronounce me dead as my own progeny. You better believe I'm going to be the one to drive that knife through her and end the reign of Katerina Petrova once and for all."
After several attempts from Elena's friends to get Katherine to show her face, not a single one of them had hooked her. They were each met with various excuses which led them to believe she may have been onto them. Just when they were running out of ideas, Nova and Damon walked in. "My turn," Nova announced as she pulled out her phone.
"What makes you sound so certain?" Caroline questioned.
The raven haired Romanian just smirked and dialed, putting the phone to her ear. Katherine had hesitated in answering, but knew if she didn't it would look even worse. "I need your help with something, Elena."
Katherine's lips twitched on the other line. She forced forward her best Elena voice. "Normally I would love to but-"
"I need my humanity back, Elena. You're the only one left who might be able to help me. After what happened yesterday… I need you. I need you to help me. Please, Elena."
Everyone, even Damon, stared at Nova with gaping surprise. Her voice sounded so sincere, yet she spoke every lie with a smirk on her maroon lips. Katherine was silent for a long minute. That really had been a request that Elena Gilbert could not have refused. At long last she spoke exactly what they needed her to: "I'll meet you at the boarding house in about an hour then. We'll get your humanity back, Nova. I've got you."
"I know you do, Elena. Thank you."
"Why would that make Elena rush to your aid though?" asked the blonde vampire. "So how does it trap Katherine?"
"Because Katherine doesn't know my humanity is fried with no way possible that Elena could just turn it back on. Elena knew and she wouldn't have tried because there's nothing to try. Yet knowing Elena's good nature and desperacy for Damon and I to be better people, she would try everything she could to bring back her sire's humanity." She dropped down on the couch with her feet on the coffee table. "Now, where the hell is that magic knife I get to shank the bitch with?"
Damon chuckled and kissed the top of her head. "I'll be back for the show, but I've got a quick errand to run."
"Do we want to know?" Jeremy asked with some light humor to his voice.
The elder Salvatore smirked as he headed back towards the door. "Probably not."
Heels clicked into the room and something was tossed on Nova's lap. Zina smirked down at her sister with her hands on her hips. "There's your magic knife. Keep it hidden on your person. Katherine will be expecting just you here so the rest of us need to make ourselves scarce but ready to strike in the event that she tries to run."
Nova's maroon lips were pulling into a grin as she toyed with the knife. "So this is seriously happening? I really get to kill Katherine Pierce once and for all?"
"Consider this your Christmas come early, sister."
While everyone awaited Katherine's arrival and hid about the boarding house to seal the exits, Damon had gotten a lead on Wes. He tracked the doctor down to a warehouse. Wes started hearing noises through the quiet and fear crept up his spine. "Hello?" He called into the warehouse. He reached for his phone, but Damon's hand snatched his wrist with a malevolent grin.
"What's up, doc?"
Maxfield's eyes widened with horror. The pressure Damon was putting on his wrist was just barely enough not to shatter the bones. "H-how did you find me?"
"Turns out my fiance's twin is a pretty damn good tracker. She can find anything from objects to people. People can be easier because of the whole clairvoyance thing but it can get fuzzy sometimes. This time she had some pretty damn good motivation because thanks to you she had to watch me kill her sister who begged for death by my hand. Now it's gonna be you who dies by my hand instead."
"Nova Vasile is dead? You killed her?"
"Oh don't sound so excited. The Vasiles are a slippery bunch so no actually she's alive and well now. And your virus is no longer in our blood. So I'm here to finally end your pathetic, miserable life and make sure you never touch my soon to be wife ever again." He smiled then grabbed Wes' throat with his free hand and slammed him down on a metal table. "This time, it's my turn to play doctor." He grinned and grabbed a nearby scalpel.
Back at the boarding house everyone was in place for Katherine's arrival. Nova stood in front of the fireplace with a glass of bourbon. Her daggers were in her boots as they always were. She took a page from Zarya's end of things and had the Traveler's knife hidden in her sleeve. Once the door opened, she smirked as she brought the glass to her lips. "I really appreciate you coming, Elena. I want to be free of all of this finally."
Something in her tone made Katherine cautious. Still, she forced an Elena-esque smile. "I'm happy to help, Nova. I was really hoping you would come around. I miss the old you."
"Yeah, I imagine you would. She was easier to kill."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
Nova set her glass down before finally turning to the brunette. As soon as they locked eyes everything was out in the open. "You've got two options right now, Katherine." The brunette scowled. "You can try to run, or you can grow a spine and fight me."
Katherine smirked. "Oh believe me, Nova, I've been itching to kick your ass once and for all for decades."
"You can try, but you might break a nail."
Back and forth the two went throwing punches and tossing one another over furniture. Nova whipped out her daggers and amped up her speed. When she got a few pretty nasty cuts on Katherine, the brunette made her first escape attempt. She went straight for the front door and was stopped by Caroline who tossed her back to Nova's feet. Katherine tried to knock away the daggers but she was realizing just how agile Nova Vasile actually was. She was no longer on drugs, or angel blood, or her mind in shambles and filled with rage. No, the Nova that Katherine was fighting was Nova Vasile the Warrior Princess. She made another attempt to flee and was thwarted that time by Jeremy and Matt. She backed slowly towards another exit where Stefan and Zina blocked her path.
"Not you too, Zina," she hissed.
"I've taken my second at chance at life with grace, Katherine." The younger twin spoke calmly. "You will never change. I can't support your hatred and ability to turn on anyone anymore. I'm sorry."
Looking around the room, Katherine realized she was definitely out of options. She kept glancing at Nova's daggers. "You kill me with those and you never see Elena again. You're willing to do that?"
"Actually," came Damon's voice suddenly as he walked in and joined Nova by her side, "we've got something to deal with that too."
Nova smirked and put her daggers away which seemed to course more fear into Katherine. Then she let the Traveler's knife slide out from her sleeve. "This is your end, Katerina Petrova." She spoke strongly and venomously with her Romanian accent thick.
Katherine's eyes looked to where Damon was as Nova advanced slowly on her with the knife, but Damon had vanished. She stepped back a couple of paces just to bump into said vampire. "You've caused enough damage, Katherine," he hissed in her ear. "We'll see you in Hell one day."
He held her still as Nova approached. The Romanian lightly pressed the blade against Katherine's stomach while staring her in the eye. "You will never best me again, Katherine. You will never take what is mine or ruin a single shred of my life. This is your end." She thrust the blade in so deeply it reached the hilt and the side of her hand touched Katherine. Katherine gasped, and Nova gave a sharp twist before ripping the knife out. The light leaving her eyes could not have been more satisfying to Nova in that moment. As the brunette fell, Damon caught her and handed her off to Stefan.
Bonnie had taken solace in a church and lit a candle for her dad. She jumped when Katia appeared beside her suddenly. "Sorry, I didn't mean to intrude or startle you."
"It's alright. Aren't you… already dead though? Why are you here?"
"I can come and go as I please between the Other Side and mortal realm. I'm sure you already know, but Katherine is on her way here in death. She won't be passing through you to the Other Side though."
"What do you mean? How do you know?"
"There are a lot of things I know, Bonnie Bennett. Like the fact that while several rejoice in your being brought back, several more detest it." The former witch's eyes widened. Katia's dark ones remained fixed on the flames of the candles. "My mother is an anchor like yourself now because of magic she tried to use to bring me back. If she had succeeded, it wouldn't have mattered what Silas or Qetsiyah did. You would still be dead, and I could have lived. Instead, here you stand getting to enjoy your life and love with Jeremy Gilbert while only my mother can see me thanks to her bracelet."
"Why do you seem to think you deserve to live more than I do? You've already lived a lot longer than I have."
"And yet I'm still more useful than you. Being the anchor to the Other Side stripped you of your magic. You must endure each day as every dying supernatural creature who deserves this created purgatory passes painfully through you. I came here to give you a warning."
"Of what…?"
"Without your magic, you're far too defenseless. My mother has already excelled far beyond expectations. We Vasiles are much stronger than you think. It's only a matter of time before I do return, and you lose the one person you are holding too closely to your heart. On top of that," she finally met Bonnie's eyes, "you could not even begin to comprehend what it about to come. You haven't even begun to consider it. And even with your magic you would not be strong enough to defend even yourself."
"Gotta love the crypticism of the Vasiles, right?" Came Katherine behind them both. "Let's get this over with."
Katia chuckled. "Little bit bitter because Nova finally bested you after all these years? You never stood a chance against our family, Katherine. The day you ran Zarya and her family off the bridge was the day you started to slowly bring our clan together. So thanks, I guess. Have fun in Hell, Katerina."
She marched up to them wanting to cuss out Katia, but the ravenette vanished before she could. With a sneer still on her face she grabbed Bonnie's upper arms, ready to pass to the Other Side. Both women were shocked when nothing happened at all. "Nothing's happening. What the hell is wrong?"
"I don't know… this has never happened before."
Katherine tried again to grab her shoulders, but still nothing happened. "Bonnie, what are you doing? Let me pass through! Why won't you let me pass through?"
"I don't know! I don't control it."
"What?"
"It's not up to me."
"Then who is it up to?" A powerful wind blew through the church, dragging Katherine backwards. She was skidding on her stomach, trying hopelessly to grab onto anything. "Bonnie!"
The former witch stood frozen in shock. "I can't help you Katherine."
Actual fear crossed Katherine's face. Nova, Damon, and Katia had mentioned her going to Hell. Could they have been right…? The wind kept yanking her back and no matter how hard she tried, there was nothing for her to cling to. She was finally yanked into nothingness with a terrified scream, leaving Bonnie alone in the church.