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Chapter 17: Protect Them
Blood. It was everywhere. Staining the beautiful curtains and all along the marble floors of the once extravagant ballroom. It was as though blood rained down from the heavens. Klaus was in the middle of the room with a sea of mangled and shredded bodies surrounding him, his once pristine suit now destroyed.
After they had learned that Caroline and Cami were kidnapped, Klaus and Damon started dropping one body after another.
Aurora and Tristan, of course were not among their companions, which caused Klaus to go in an even bigger fit of rage.
He looked around the room at the bodies. He did not care for the men and women that lost their lives tonight. None wanted to give up the deMartel's so they lost their heads instead. "One left" he hears Damon say from behind him. He turns around to see Damon- also looking like he had bathed in blood, holding the neck of a male vampire.
Their was no love lost between Klaus and the elder Salvatore but the smallest part of him was glad that their was someone who was just as blood thirsty as him. He walked over to them as Damon let go of the man. He looked to be in his mid thirties. However that was not his real age. If Klaus had to guess,he would say that the man was around Damon's age.
Klaus put his hand on the mans shoulder and locked eyes with him. He knew that the vampires were not so stupid as to not take vervain but that was not why Klaus looked him in the eye. No, he wanted the young vampire in front of him to understand how deadly he truly was, if not given the information he sought.
Klaus could tell the nameless vampire could see the rage in his eyes, the determination to do absolutely anything to get what he wants. "You have one chance and one chance only mate, to tell me where Tristan and his sister are. If you do not I will make what I did to the rest of your friends feel like a spa day" Klaus says with a devilish smirk on his face.
The vampire stood up straighter. "Rot in hell hybrid" the vampire spits out, his eyes glazed over in overwhelming hatred. But before Klaus could give this vampire the punishment he deserved Damon had taken it upon himself to rip out the vampires heart. "What the bloody hell do you think you're doing?!" Klaus yelled out. "He wasn't going to tell us anything" Damon shrugs while dropping the body unceremoniously to the ground. Klaus clenched his jaw and tried to practice restraint.
Klaus turned to walk out of the ballroom, his destination- the compound. Damon was on his heels, just as eager to find Caroline. Elijah and Stefan and Rebekah were chasing down leads from the Strix. 'Not that it would work' Klaus thought. Elijah was the founder of the Strix but nonetheless their loyalties have shifted during the past few centuries. They followed Tristan now and nothing was going to change that.
He hated feeling this way. The one thing he needed was control and with both Caroline and Cami in danger, he felt that control slipping. His mind drifted to Caroline and then to Cami.
Ever since Caroline steamrolled back into his life Klaus felt...different. More at ease and with less rage within him. More like his human self. Klaus cared for Cami but he never felt this way with her before and he had no idea what to do about it. He does not want to hurt either of them.
All he could do now was hope. Hope that he would be able to find them in time. No, to hell with that. He was Klaus Mikealson. The most feared and powerful creature on earth and he knew what he had to do.
He remembered when he was human when his mother did different spells. He just needed Caroline's journal first and a few items of Cami's.
*;KC;*
It was cold. There was no howl of wind, no gust of air. Everything was silent and still. Yet the cold could cut through bone. Bonnie was afraid. She had never been to the ancestral plane before and it's not something she would like to do again.
"Welcome to the ancestral plane" she hears a familiar voice say and turns around to find Kol smirking at her. "It sucks here. You're gonna love it" Kol continues, his voice dripping with sarcasm. He could see that she was scared so- not that he would ever say it out loud- he tried to make her more comfortable.
Bonnie does not respond to him although a there is a very tiny part of her that is glad he's here. Or maybe a little more than a tiny part. Instead she takes in her surroundings. "This is the compound" she says. She didn't know what to expect when they had done the spell but she was slowly coming to realize that the other side and the ancestral plane played by similar rules.
Like the ancestral plane, when the other side existed it was just as cold and dark and it felt just as lonely. Probably because they did not belong there. They were alive after all. Or in Kol's case undead.
"Where are Freya and Davina?" Bonnie looked back to Kol for an answer. "When you three did the spell it sort of..." Kol starts, searching for the right words, "threw us in different places in the ancestral plane. Luckily I got thrown close to the compound. They're around here somewhere. We just have to look for them darling" Kol say while turning to the large wooden door of the compound and walked out.
Bonnie looked around uneasily before she took a breath and followed Kol. She knew better than to trust an original but at this point she had no choice.
Once she was outside she turned to look for Kol but could not find anyone in sight. Her uneasiness grew as she walked along the sidewalk. "Kol" she called out hoping that he would respond but there was nothing but silence. "Kol!" She tried again but to no avail. "A Bennett in the ancestral plane" Bonnie sees an older woman walk toward her. "Who are you?" Bonnie takes up a fight stance.
The witches in the ancestral plane were not as strong as the living but Bonnie did not practice ancestral magic so even her powers lacked here. She thought it best to be on guard.
The woman was tall and beautiful with long red hair and big expressive eyes. She looked to be in her mid thirties and dressed from head to toe in black. She looked elegant and regal not that it mattered, she was dead after all.
"It does not matter who I am child" the woman began. "You're a Bennett. You don't practice our magic nor are you dead. You do not belong here" the woman says in a harsh tone. "I...I'm sorry. I need help please. My friends and I need help. I need to know about the Phoenix stone. How do I destroy it?" Bonnie gushes out. "It cannot be destroyed" the woman says.
The woman walks along the sidewalk and Bonnie rushes to follow behind her. "Your lying. There has to be a way. Please, the people I care about will die if I don't find a way to destroy it" Bonnie pleads with the witch.
The woman stops walking to turn and look at Bonnie in the eye. "Very well. I will help you. But you need to do something for me in return" the woman says.
Bonnie looked hesitant. She never liked making deals with people with questionable motives but at this point she had no choice. "What do you want?" Bonnie asks. "Davina Claire" the woman began, "she needs to die."
Bonnie's eyes widen in shock. This witch asked her to go against another witch. "I'm not doing to that. She hasn't done anything. Why do you want her dead?!" Bonnie questions. The woman's eyes burn with fury as she takes a menacing step toward Bonnie. "Hasn't done anything wrong. She's killed other witches. Sided with those blood sucking parasites!" The woman growls out. "What she deserves is a fate worse than death" the woman says.
Bonnie looks around for a way to escape. This woman was becoming more and more dangerous. "I won't. I'm not killing another witch!" Bonnie grinds out and steps away, the memory of her trying to kill twelve witches under Silas' control invading her mind. There was no way she was going to let someone else pull her strings in order to kill another witch.
Bonnie needed to try and get away from the woman. But the witch starts chanting loudly while giving a heated glare to Bonnie. She gasps for air as her nose starts to bleed. Bonnie starts chanting back in order to try and protect herself but she feels as though she can't breath.
Bonnie falls to the ground as she gasps for air. She grinds out a chant and the woman gets knocked to the ground. However the woman regains her bearings quickly and attacks Bonnie again. Her body curls in on itself as she covers her head as she screams out in agony.
In the next moment she has no idea what happened as Bonnie feels the pain leave her body. She looks up to see two woman looking down to her. "It's alright, we won't hurt you" the first woman says softly. "We have to move" the second one says as they help Bonnie up and rush into what looks like a bar.
The second Bonnie regains her strength she pushes herself away from them and lifts her hands with her palms facing up, ready to fight. Bonnie sees Freya rush into the bar but that's no comfort to her. "Bonnie!" Freya calls out in relief that she has found her but Bonnie does not acknowledge her yet. Instead she looks to the two unknown witches. "Who are you?!" Bonnie yells out. "It's okay... I'm Sophie. This is my sister Jane Anne. We're trying to help you so calm down" she says with a hint of an annoyed tone. "That woman?" Bonnie asks. "We did a spell. It threw her to another part of the ancestral plane but she'll be back. You have to leave" the sister, Jane Anne said. "Not without my friends" Bonnie replied sternly.
Bonnie wouldn't exactly call the Mikealson's friends but she knew that she couldn't leave them here on their own. "We found the other two. The spell wore off quicker for them. But you must go. Protect the girl. Protect them both" Jane Anne says with urgency. "What?" Bonnie questions but she can feel herself being pulled away.
She shares a look with Freya and can see that the oldest Mikealson is just as confused. "Is there a way to destroy the Phoenix stone?" Freya asked as quick as she could. She could feel the spell wearing off. Bonnie turns the look at Freya again but finds that she is now longer there. "Look for the grimiore. It can help you. But you have to protect them from Lucian. My sister and I are tired of this war. It must end" Sophie says just as Bonnie disappears, leaving the sisters alone in the bar.
They looked to each other with dread. They truly were done with this war. The vampires have killed their kind for centuries and vise versa. They even died for this war. They wanted it to end for the sake of the future generations but now all they could was hope.
AN: So I hope you liked this chapter. We're going to start getting more into it now. Please review so I know what y'all think. Oh and forgive spelling errors. Thanks :)