Resurrection: Chapter Five
By V.C. Turner
Kai and Damon ignored the loud thumping coming from the trunk. Their prisoner would die eventually, so it didn't matter if he suffered a few bumps and bruises on the way back to the Salvatore Mansion.
Kai walked to the driver's side door of Damon's car. Damon yanked him back by his throat.
"My car douche witch!" he said.
Kai broke Damon's wrist, releasing himself from the vampire's grip.
"My girlfriend!" Kai fired back, quickly letting Damon go.
"Girlfriend?" Damon asked.
"Oh, don't be jealous. It looks really ugly on a man your age," Kai added, giving him a wink.
"Just get in the damned car!" Damon yelled.
The 20-minute drive to the Salvatore house went by in silence. Damon purposely hit as many potholes as he could so that the imprisoned Heretic would feel the pain of the trip considering the crime he'd committed. Taking Bonnie had sealed the man's fate.
Damon didn't know how to punish him for kidnapping Bonnie, but he was excited about getting creative.
The bigger and more dangerous problem was Kai. Not only had he taken Elena away from him and now he'd taken Bonnie too. Over the past several months, he'd accepted the fact that he would have to live without Elena for several decades, but being with Bonnie would have made it somewhat bearable. Their friendship anchored him.
But now, even that was impossible.
"What are you brooding about over there?" Kai asked, breaking Damon out of his thoughts.
"I'm trying to decide how to kill the both of you," answered Damon.
"You want me dead, again? Because of what this time?" Kai retorted.
"You know why," Damon said, scowling at the road that adjoined the Salvatore driveway.
"So you're mad because Bonnie isn't going to be your doormat or your Band-Aid anymore," Kai noted, as they pulled up to the house.
"Oh, I've got all kinds of reasons to want you dead, dick, but I'll save that for later," Damon said, exiting the car.
Kai and Damon pulled the bound heretic out of the trunk. The bruises he'd experienced during the trip were healing slowly, but he remained defiant, fighting his captors all the way inside the house.
"Honey, I'm home," Damon said.
"Break out the whips, pokers and chains," Kai added.
Stefan stood in shock as they walked into the foyer.
"How the hell are you alive?" Stefan said to Kai, too surprised to move from his spot next to the fireplace.
Damon answered.
"Look, brother, now is not the time for 20 questions. Our not so beloved mother has taken Bonnie hostage. This bastard and his buddies know where she is, so we're just going to have a little discussion downstairs," Damon told him.
"So, you guys think torturing him is the way to get what you want?" Stefan asked.
"That is the point of torture Stefan," Kai said, turning to Damon, "He is a vampire, right?"
Damon nodded in acknowledgment.
"Allegedly, but I've had my doubts over the years," Damon shrugged sarcastically.
"What makes you guys think he's going to talk" Stefan added, "He's got what he wants. He knows he's going to die."
"Yeah, but he gets to pick how – and that's the important thing," Kai stated.
Damon pointed at Kai.
"Listen to the psychopath Stefan," Damon pointed out, "He knows what he's talking about."
Kai growled at Damon and received a smirk in response.
"Just to be clear: I don't actually torture, Damon," Kai said flatly, "I used to terrorize and kill, but no torture."
"So the new you is a saint?" Damon joked.
"Let's just say the list of people I feel like killing has gotten significantly smaller," Kai answered.
Damon looked Kai up and down.
"Well, my list just added one more," Damon said as he hoisted the Heretic over his shoulder.
"I'm honored," Kai retorted.
Damon rolled his eyes. He patted the Heretic on the bottom and walked him downstairs.
"Come on. Let's get to work before I tie you to a chair instead of this bastard," Damon grunted.
"I appreciate the offer Damon, but I think I'll save the kinky stuff for Bonnie when we get her back," Kai joked.
"Full of confidence, aren't we oh Evil One," Damon said as he dropped the Heretic in a metal chair and tied the man down with vervain ropes and chains.
"I want her back Damon," Kai told him, "It's as simple as that."
"Well have at him," Damon said, "I've got a quick call to make."
Damon left the Salvatore dungeon, leaving Kai alone with the Heretic.
"What's your name," Kai demanded.
"You don't remember?" the man asked.
"Being dead screws with the brain a little. What's your name asshole?" Kai repeated.
"Theodore," he said with a growl as he looked up at Kai.
"Ah, Theo. Right. Now I remember. You nearly killed me a couple of times. Not too bright are you – trying to slaughter your only food source," Kai stated, anger beginning to boil over inside of him.
Kai did what he had to do to survive in the 1903 prison world, and that meant being treated as a breathing blood bag until he could get back to the present.
He hadn't forgotten that Bonnie had left him there. He hadn't forgotten that she had betrayed him and tried to kill him, but she was right: he'd done the same to her. They'd forgiven each other, and somehow developed love for one another. Now, that was in danger because of the demon sitting in front of him.
Kai decided in that moment that Theo wasn't going to get to choose his manner of death.
"I guess you want me to beg for my life?" Theo pointed out.
"No," Kai said simply, kneeling down to eye level, "That would be a waste of time."
Kai made a motion with his finger and Theo's throat began to slit open little by little. Theo wriggled against the restraints, but couldn't stop it. He glared at Kai with hatred and tried to use magic against him, but it wasn't working.
"Why-" Theo began to choke out.
"Having a little trouble with your magic? That's my fault. On the way over here, I cast a spell to bind your powers with the vervain ropes," Kai told him. He then stopped magically slitting the man's throat to allow him to speak.
"Why would you do this to your own kind?" Theo asked.
"You took her!" Kai yelled.
"Yes, the little Bennett witch," Theo said, smirking.
Kai stood, held out his hand, and used magic to lift Theo and the chair up into the air.
"Yes," said Kai, "My Bennett witch."
"She is a pretty little thing and here aren't that many Bennetts left alive," Theo croaked.
"If you think pissing me off is going to force me to kill you quickly you're wrong!" Kai scolded, choking the man with his magic – his anger exploding, "WHERE IS SHE?!"
Damon walked into the room, leaning against the door jam and watched Kai at work.
Kai placed Theo back on the ground.
"Where?" Kai continued, speaking in a voice so calm that it sounded like a deadly threat.
Theo shook his head.
"No," Theo pointed out, "You might as well kill me because what she'll do if I tell you is much worse."
Kai turned to Damon, who wore a similar expression of confusion.
Damon then advanced on Theo.
"Look, I'm not sure what my mother told you, but I am sure I can do A LOT more damage than she can," noted Damon.
"I'm not talking about Lily," Theo said.
"Who the hell are you talking about?" Damon asked.
"I'm not speaking her name," Theo said, "And you're not getting it out of me."
Kai and Damon looked at each other as a sudden knock on the door interrupted their interrogation.
A beautiful woman with long black hair and skin as creamy caramel as Bonnie's walked into the room. Both men stood at attention since her mannerisms were as commanding as the expression on her face.
She first looked at Damon, acknowledging his existence. She then turned to Kai.
"You must be Kai," she said looking him up and down while inhaling, "Somehow I figured you'd be taller."
Damon chuckled. Kai scowled back at him, then appraised the woman for himself. She was taller than Bonnie, but they had the same eyes. They were definitely related in some fashion. Had he not already been in love with Bonnie, he would have chased after this lovely Bennett witch. What an amazing gene pool, he thought.
"Oh, I'm plenty big enough," Kai said, standing a little straighter than normal, "And you are?"
"Lucy," she said with a smile, "Although apparently to Damon I'm his other B.W.O.D."
"BWOD?" asked Kai.
"Oh," Lucy noted, "Bennett Witch On Demand."
Damon huffed behind her, but she ignored him.
"Can you do a locator spell on your cousin? This bastard and his merry band of vamp witches have her hidden somewhere," Damon added.
She turned to look at him.
"Do you have what I need?" she asked.
Damon winked and pulled out three candles, placing them around the room.
Lucy walked over to the heretic, tilting her head as a predator would before attacking its prey.
"I know you're scared," she told him, ripping open his shirt, "That's good."
Lucy motioned to Kai and Damon as she spoke to the captive.
"These two - might ask if you want this done the easy way or the hard way," Lucy continued, "You've taken a member of my family. I'm not asking questions."
She stood up and pulled a knife out from her back pocket. In one swift motion, she slashed the shape of a cross into his chest. Blood trickled from his wounds. She scraped the knife along the bloody cross of flesh, gathering the heretic's blood onto the blade.
Lucy dripped it onto the floor, then wiped his blood onto her jeans. Making an incision in her hand, she let her blood trickle onto the floor as well. The candles in the room lit, burning furiously as the room shook.
She turned to Damon.
"Herbs," she said.
Damon handed her a clump of green leaves, which she crushed onto the floor and mixed in with the blood.
"Lespri, se pou san mwen mennen nou nan sè m '. Mwen sipliye ou. Mwen envoke ou. Kenbe l 'san danje, epi pote reckoning la sou moun sa yo. Se pou sa a move lespri sou mennen nou nan zanj nou yo, Bonnie," Lucy spoke.
Theo began convulsing as his wounds healed themselves. He looked up, terrified.
"What did you do?" he asked of Lucy.
"I got my answer," she told him.
Lucy walked up to the Heretic and released him from the ropes.
Damon tried to stop her.
"What are you doing?" he asked.
"He won't tell us anything, Damon," she said, turning to him and winking, "We need to let him go. I'll consult the other grimoires I brought with me and think of another way."
Lucy confidently walked out of the room, leaving all three men alone to consider her words.
Theo sped out of the house in a flash, not looking back.
Damon and Kai followed Lucy upstairs and found her reaching into a backpack and pulling out a compass.
Damon spoke first.
"Please tell us you have a Plan B," he said.
"Plan A will work just fine," Lucy told him, showing the compass to both of them as it pointed North and away from town.
"Well, well, well. Look at that Damon," Kai said, "We've got Bennett GPS."
Lucy smiled as she packed up her things and headed toward the door.
Stefan grabbed his jacket to follow them outside, but Damon placed a hand on his brother's chest.
"No, brother. You stay here," Damon said.
"You're kidding, right?" Stefan asked, pushing against his brother's hand.
"Listen, you haven't been thinking clearly since blondie traipsed down to New Orleans to grab herself a Klaus Burger. Just – stay here. We've got this," Damon responded, giving his brother a quick pat before heading out the door.
Damon didn't need to worry about Stefan's safety along with Bonnie's. No. His mind had to be clear. Facing his mother and possibly killing her was enough to distract him.
Ripping Kai's head off again also had its appeal.
Bonnie's eyes flickered open, but her vision was still blurry. She'd been drugged and felt incredibly angry that she had been taken so easily. All of her newfound power meant nothing if she didn't have the ability to concentrate; and the narcotics in her system hampered her focus.
Still dizzy and disoriented, Bonnie scanned the room trying to orient herself to her surroundings. Each blink provided new information. The walls were arched up toward a peak in the center of the large room. Stained glass windows lined the dome at the top. There were crosses hanging next to each window along the walls. She figured she must have been in an abandoned church of some sort, but she wasn't sure which one or even if she was in the same town.
Burning candles surrounded her, as she lay secured to an altar, bound by her hands and feet with ropes.
She heard voices coming from the darkness in the background – two women, but she had no idea who they were.
What she could tell was that they were angry and apparently disappointed.
"We can't do it yet. You took her too soon you fool?" one woman said.
"Fool? You do realize I could kill you with a thought, don't you?" the other responded.
"Of course you could try, but then neither of us would get what we need," the first woman snapped back.
"So, what do you need from me?" Bonnie said into the darkness beyond the candles.
The image in front of her slowly came into focus as Lily lifted Bonnie's chin.
"You don't have everything we need Bonnie," Lily said, "But, you will have it soon."
"I suppose, then, that means you'll let me go?" Bonnie asked. She willed her strength to return and it began to fill her once again as the drugs started fading from her system.
She felt the power of the Bennett line within her bones.
Everyone in the church was about to die.
They just didn't know it yet.
"Oh, I have no intention of letting you go, dear. Not just yet," Lily said stroking her cheek in a manner way too affectionate for Bonnie's taste, "I'm waiting for my son to arrive."
"He won't come for me!" Bonnie said, enraged. His mother knew that as well as she did.
Damon didn't care.
"Sure he will, sweetheart. You should have seen the way he fought for you back at the house," Lily added sighing with either humor or pride – Bonnie couldn't tell which, "Quite impressive, I thought."
"Damon won't save me. If you're looking for a way to bait your son to his death, threaten to burn Elena in her coffin," Bonnie said, softening her tone. She wanted Lily to lean in closer. She was ready to attack with magic.
"He'll come. He may not want to admit it, but he does care about you more than either of your realize," Lily pointed out.
Bonnie considered Lily's words, then quickly brushed them aside. She couldn't think about Damon. Concern about Kai, however, filled her with overwhelming dread. She wondered if he'd made it out alive. Had he survived, would killing another heretic have turned him into the monster she feared rather than the man that she loved? Good God. I actually love Kai, Bonnie thought to herself. Had she not been in immediate danger, she would have laughed out loud at the notion.
Kai wasn't boyfriend material. He was conceited. He was ruthless. He possessed an abundance of charm and a lack of humility. Yet, he'd somehow won her over after everything he'd done to make her hate him.
He was different. So was she.
Bonnie briefly thought of the surprisingly gentle way he'd touched her the night before. So much tenderness now flowed from someone who'd always been so harsh. Such warmth coming from the cold heart he'd once had. Both the merge and the trip to Hell had changed him. She prayed there was no going back. She prayed he'd find a way to save her if she couldn't save herself.
The ropes that secured her tightened when she moved, so she remained still and slowly chanted a small spell under her breath: "ille funes, non me solvere, ille funes, non me solvere!"
"She's too quiet," Lily said to someone behind her.
"Hmm, not that quiet," the other woman noted.
A stunningly beautiful, dark haired woman came into view. Bonnie didn't recognize her, but she hadn't had the displeasure of meeting all of Lily's "family."
Bonnie stopped breathing. The woman's eyes bore into her: they were an almost translucent blue with silver flecks throughout. Dark curls cascaded down her shoulders. The magic surging through her body began to subside; the waves of power that washed over her suddenly began ebbing away – straining against a force that attempted to hold them in place. Her powers were bound. She couldn't believe a Heretic possessed that much power.
Then she realized it. The woman wasn't a Heretic. The woman was a witch: A pure blooded witch who practiced dark magic.
Pure blood witches were very rare and exceptionally powerful. They were born from solely supernatural lines. No ordinary human was good enough to associate, much less procreate with another pure blood.
The stronger the bloodline, the stronger the magic. That kind of power tended to go to a witch's head, making her dangerous to everyone around her.
"Lily, I'm not going to be able to bind her for long. This witch is much stronger than you led me to believe. I'm using everything in me to do this. We don't have the time," the woman warned.
Her coldness was apparent, but so was her fear. She was using magic against another witch. The spirits wouldn't be pleased with her. The evil she sent out would be revisited upon her soon, but it was apparently a risk she was willing to take.
Lily scoffed at her witch friend and turned back to Bonnie.
"We are going to need a little information from you, dear," Lily said.
"And you believe drugging me is going to help you get that," Bonnie snapped back defiantly. Regaining her power would the first step to freedom, but fighting against the witch was draining.
A part of her hoped that Kai would burst through the door and rescue her, however the last time she'd seen him, he was starting a battle with a heretic.
She continued whispering the spell to release her arms from bondage when the doors at the front of the church flew open.
Bonnie's heart nearly burst from her chest, thinking she'd see Kai force his way inside.
The Heretic named Theo entered the building instead, nodding to Lily and looking Bonnie up and down with skepticism.
"So this is the one?" he said, his voice was laced with disgust.
"Yes," Lily responded, dismissing him immediately.
"She doesn't look like much," Theo added, disgust dripping off his words.
The mysterious witched looked at Bonnie and smiled in acknowledgment.
"You should be more respectful Theodore," she said, "Or I'll let this little one kill you."
Lily addressed Theo in a more motherly tone, her soft voice sending chills down Bonnie's pine.
"I'd given you up for dead, Theodore," Lily smiled, "I'm so glad you're safe."
"Barely," he pointed out, "They tried to get it out of me, but I said nothing," Theo responded.
"You weren't followed?" the mystery witch noted. Bonnie thought she'd detected a slight accent in the woman's voice, but she couldn't place it.
"Thank you Theodore," said Lily, her voice nauseatingly sweet.
Bonnie couldn't understand what Lily saw in these demons that was so important that she dismissed in her own flesh and blood. Perhaps her reason lied in the fact that her true sons would never accept her as the monster she became after being turned. Perhaps it was because she could teach her new family how to control their blood lust even though she could barely keep a wrap on her own. Perhaps she was just evil and didn't want to burden her sons the guilt of her own slaughters.
Theo turned to sit in a pew near the far window. The moonlight glistened off of the stained glass, casting a multi-colored glow along the floors.
Bonnie planned on drawing from the moon to regain her powers, when the church doors burst open again. A powerful gush of wind blew into the room, sending the heretics, Lily, and the witch flying in multiple directions.
Lucy stood on the foyer, holding out her hand to keep her would-be attackers at bay. Her long hair whipped around her shoulders like a cape.
Bonnie felt both relief and fear that her cousin wouldn't be strong enough to hold them off without help.
Damon then crashed through the window directly above Theo's pew. He landed with a thud on top of the heretic, ripping the man's head off his shoulders as if he were removing the cork from a bottle of wine.
"Damn that felt good!" Damon said, then looked up at his mother.
"Damon!" Lily screamed at him, tears flooding her face as she watched her actual son kill her Heretic spawn.
As she rushed him, Kai uncloaked himself in front of her and snapping Lily's neck with one swift movement.
Damon quickly circled around Bonnie's altar, and attacked the mystery witch, his teeth sinking into the woman's flesh easily as he drained her to the point of death. Her body crumpled onto the floor in front of the altar.
Kai pulled out a knife and shredded the ropes securing Bonnie to the altar. He leaned over her and smiled.
"I always imagined you tied up like this, but it's not as much of a turn on as I thought it'd be," he said with a wink.
"You're such a romantic," Bonnie scoffed at him as he lifted her from the alter and whisked her outside. He kissed her forehead once outside the church.
"How are you feeling, Bonster?" he asked with genuine concern.
Damon and Lucy soon followed them outside.
"Phesmatos incendia," Lucy said, setting the church on fire.
Damon chuckled as he watched the building burn.
"Lucy, you're probably going to go to Hell for that," Damon said to her.
"Maybe. But not today," Lucy responded.
Kai, Bonnie, Lucy and Damon descended the steps and headed for the car.
A loud scream stopped them in their tracks. It was a bloodcurdling sound of pain, anguish and anger. They all turned to see the mystery witch crawl from the altar and stand with arms outstretched as the church crumbled around her. No debris touched her as she stood under a shield of magic. Lily rose up next to her, quickly healed from her neck snap.
The woman screamed again, but she wasn't yelling in pain. She was calling a name.
"Malachi!" she yelled, her voice shaking the ground.
Damon and Lucy shoved Bonnie into the car, as Kai stood motionless for a moment. In spite of his better judgment, Damon yanked Kai into the car and sped off into the night.
Kai held Bonnie in the back seat. He stroked her hair and whispered in her ear that everything would be fine. She felt his heart racing inside his chest. His fear – his panic had nothing to with the battle. She looked up into his eyes, and he gave her a weak smile before kissing her cheek.
"Who the hell was that?!" Damon said, an unusual uncertainty plaguing his voice as well.
After a brief silence, he spoke.
"Elizabeth Greenway Parker," Kai said, "She's my mother."