A/N: I used to have more to say in these AN's…. huh.

I can't believe I've made it to 12 chapters. I honestly thought I would end up dropping this halfway through, but apparently not. Yay!

Also, I know that Elijah is very Klaus-like in this chapter, but it's because in my version of VD he's already been promised his family, and to him all the people of Mystic Falls are just in his way, he doesn't know them, and personally doesn't care about them. He'll get nicer, no worries.

As for the TSC witches… should they just hang out in Mystic Falls for a while? I think it's really interesting to write them into the story. So should they stay? You could leave your opinion in the form of a review :) (PLEASE?)

As for TSC couples in this… it'll be some Cassie/Jake, some Cassie/Damon (but only briefly), and Diana/Faye (I absolutely love Fayana, and how it's trending on twitter and is going to be a real couple on the show!). Also some Jake/Melissa, maybe… you'll see…

Last week…

We were about to take them to the boardinghouse and figure out just what Katherine might have planned when a shadowy figure appeared next to the van. When Cassie saw him she shrieked, and Diana wrapped her arms around Cassie, a deep and primal fear shining from her eyes.

"Leaving already?" he asked. He was British, but it was too dark for me to discern any specific feature. However, Damon knew him; I heard him suck in a breath when the man stepped out of the shadows. "But I thought I told you what would happen if you left, Cassie."

Cassie moaned in the back of her throat, hiding her face in Diana's coat. "Please…" I heard her mumble.

"As for the three of you, I've been meaning to talk to you." he added, looking at Damon, Stefan, and I. "Katherine was planning on doing the talking, but apparently she's been busy watching over her new wolf. I hear he's very suicidal."

"I knew she wouldn't show." Grumbled Stefan.

"Ah, Stefan." Said the man. "The kind, patient, protecting brother. You and Elena are very close, aren't you?"

"I don't see why that's any of your business."

"It is. You see, we—meaning my brother and I—need your precious doppelganger girlfriend as sacrifice."

"Elijah." Damon hissed. "I think you need to leave now."

"Damon." Elijah regarded him coolly. "The brother who knows too much. What should I do with you?"

Elena's POV

"What do you mean, 'the brother who knows too much'?" I asked. My voice trembled but I refused to take my eyes off Elijah.

"He knows me." Elijah explained. "It's highly unlikely. Besides, I've heard that he's been here in town, protecting you. Supposedly he knows about some things that he really shouldn't have."

"The sacrifice." I breathed. He nodded.

I felt the white-hot fear draining the blood from my face. I backed up, bumping into Damon. Despite the consequences I knew it would bring I reached back and found his hand, weaving my fingers into his for reassurance. Stefan had been too shocked by the "I need you girlfriend for a sacrifice" thing to come over where I was.

Cassie managed a quick look at Elijah from Diana's jacket, but she was still shivering. "Please…" she begged, louder than the last time. I wondered what she was asking him not to do.

He smiled. "Please what?"

Cassie clung to Diana. "Don't hurt her."

"I won't." Elijah said. "After all, everyone I need to talk to is here, and I really can't afford to lose one of my witches."

I thought vaguely that the two girls seemed like sisters. They probably were, since witchcraft ran in certain families, and there were never more than one or two witches in a single town.

"So, Damon," Elijah began, "How exactly do you know me?"

Damon growled slightly, and I squeezed his hand. "I hear things. I've been around for a while." He paused. "I am curious about one thing."

"Oh?"

"Why are you helping the man that put a stake through Rebekah's heart?" he asked. "I mean, you do know about that, right?"

Elijah snarled fiercely and in a blur he had Damon pinned up against the van. I cried out in pain when his hand was ripped callously away from mine.

"How do you know about Bekah?" Elijah pressed Damon into the car, crushing his windpipe. "She's dead?"

"Not…. Dead…" he choked. "Just sleeping."

Elijah dropped him. "Sleeping?"

"You can't be killed, you're Originals, remember?" Damon said, like Elijah was a two-year-old. "Klaus did the same to your whole family, and he lugs them around in coffins. Why not just get them back and take your happy family somewhere else? That is, after you dispose of Klaus."

Elijah turned to me. "See? He knows too much."

"No…" I mumbled. I couldn't look at Elijah, the way his eyes were glowing with bright sparks of anger. Damon had struck a deep nerve when he mentioned Rebekah. "It's not like he can hurt you."

"Hey!" protested Damon. I shook my head. This isn't a time for jokes. This is for real.

"Please, Elijah." I said. "You just wanted to talk to us, so talk. Just don't hurt anyone." I glanced to the two trembling witches. "And you have to let them go. They don't belong mixed up in all this."

Elijah shook his head. "No. Klaus said that if I helped he would show me where our family was."

"Your conveniently staked and sleeping family." Damon added.

"Shut up." I hissed. To Elijah I said, "Please." It was killing me how scared Cassie looked, how she was clinging to Diana like she could shield her from Elijah. Clearly not understanding what vampires could really do made her fear even worse.

"No." said Elijah again. "Look, I don't have time for this. Katherine and Isobel are both here, and they are going to make sure you don't decide to flee town. You would be wise not to, because if anyone disappears from town then their friends will suffer the consequences."

Stefan, who had been making his way closer to me, groaned softly. He knew I would never risk my friends being hurt, and that I would jump off a cliff to save them.

"Anything else?" I asked boldly.

"Yes." Elijah said. He moved faster than any vampire I had seen before, knocking Cassie away from Diana and holding the struggling brunette by the neck. "I try to be an honorable man, but if anyone gets in between my family and I…" he let the words trail into silence, leaving only Diana's fearful whimpers and she struggled against Elijah's strong arms.

He smiled down at her. "I think maybe I can afford to have an injured witch."

He took one of her arms and twisted it behind her back, eliciting a pained shriek. "No!" I yelped, trying to run forward. I turned to see Damon restraining me. "Damon!" Diana cried out again. I could see Cassie staring in horror from the ground, her eyes streaming with tears.

"He's stronger than any of us." Damon said, practically pleading with me. "You can't."

I felt a strange tugging in my gut, and I turned from Damon to Cassie. It felt like she was doing a spell, but why could I feel it? Bonnie winced, like the same thing had happened to her.

Cassie slowly rose from the ground, her eyes burning like two black sparks of obsidian. I felt fear knot in my stomach.

"Let. Her. Go." Cassie commanded slowly. Her voice was gravelly and harsh.

Elijah laughed, wrapping his arm around Diana's neck again. "I don't think so."

I prayed for Cassie to back down and hope that Diana wouldn't get killed, but she didn't. She just started at him, stony and indifferent, like she could evaporate him on the spot.

Suddenly Elijah let Diana slid from his grip, gasping and clawing at his neck. "What… the…. hell?" he gasped. Cassie moved closer, standing over him and watching him choke. When I looked back I saw even Stefan and Damon were uneasy. If she was taking down Elijah—who Damon was afraid of—then she had to be a powerful witch.

"Leave." Cassie said. Diana, now free, crawled back ward with one arm held to her chest. She went around Cassie.

Elijah sucked in a lungful of air and glared at her reproachfully. "This isn't over."

"Not by a long shot." Agreed Cassie. "Now leave before I rip out your heart and feed it to you."

Damon looked impressed.

Elijah scanned the group, like he was seeing if he could kill someone before he left, but seemed to come to the conclusion that he was surrounded. With one more sulky glance he turned tail and ran.

Cassie was still standing in the exact same spot, like she was in a trance. Bonnie knelt next to Diana, putting a protective arm around the girl.

"Cassie?" Diana whispered.

The eerie look in Cassie's eyes disappeared. She appeared to snap out of a trance, her head turning to Diana. "Oh… I just…"

"Yeah." Diana agreed. Whatever I had just seen, Diana had clearly seen before. I didn't knew magic that strong existed.

Bonnie helped Diana up, Cassie joining her and gently supporting Diana's bad arm. "Where's the closest hospital?" Cassie asked.

"Not far." I said. "We're familiar with it, trust me."

We made a rag-tag, filthy little group as we snuck back through the thinning crowd of party-goers on the front lawn and found Damon's car. Only a few people stared; after all, they did live in Mystic Falls. Besides, I reasoned, we didn't look that bad. Damon had few tears in his suit, as did Stefan, and Bonnie and I had muddy shoes and ash-stained dresses. Cassie and Diana attracted the most attention, mostly because of their tattered clothes, bleeding wrists, and the ash and salt mixture that was all over their clothes and skin. No one stopped us or asked us what had happened.

I sat in the back of the car, hoping that since Damon and Stefan were both in the front and they couldn't fight with the risk of crashing that maybe they would make up, or at least try to amend for whatever had happened in their pasts.

Diana groaned, shifting uncomfortably as the car hit a bump. Her arm was bent awkwardly.

"Take it easy on the potholes." I commanded, issuing the order at Damon. "It's not like we're being chased."

"You don't know that."

Cassie smiled weakly. "I agree with Elena. I got a little out of hand with Elijah."

"A little?" Diana asked. She had a look in her eyes, like she'd had this discussion with Cassie before. "Cassie, you can't just use your—"

"I know." Cassie interrupted harshly. "Can we just talk about it later? You don't need to go all Adam on me right now, especially since you're hurt."

"Okay." Diana said, nodding.

I hated waiting in the stuffy hospital waiting room, but it had to be done. Diana was in and out faster than usual, and once she was allowed to leave we got in the car and headed to the boardinghouse.

"This is your house?" asked Cassie incredulously. "Well, it's very lair-like. Very vampire-y."

"Vampire-y?" Damon repeated, rolling his eyes.

"It's dark and spooky." Cassie explained.

"Spooky? Who even says that anymore?"

I intervened before they started going at each other's throats. "Okay, okay, calm down. Let's all just agree that it's a big house and move on."

Once we were inside I listened for any sounds, any intruders. "Where's Lexi?"

"Lexi?" said Stefan. "She should be sleeping. She was when I left."

I smirked at Damon. "And she's still fine. Ha. Ha. Ha."

"Sarcasm is not becoming on you."

"But I'm right, so ha!" I said, smiling when Damon poked me in the back and forced me onto one of the couches. Diana and Cassie hesitantly settled opposite us.

"That's how you knew about werewolves." Said Stefan suddenly, realization dawning on his face. He looked at Damon. "Where did you hear that werewolf bites are fatal to vampires?"

"Yes, where did you hear that?" Lexi asked. She had appeared in the doorway and had her hands on her hips. Her skin was paler than usual, and she looked like she might have a fever, but she didn't look like someone who was dying. "And who are these witches?"

"I was bitten once." Damon said. "And they're Cassie and Diana."

"You were bitten?" I gasped.

"You're not dead." Stefan pointed out. "If werewolf bites are fatal and you were bitten you'd be dead."

Damon sighed. "I was cured by the only thing that can stop a werewolf bite, and the cure doesn't exist anymore." He glanced at Lexi, who had come to rest at the edge of Stefan's seat. "I don't know how you're still alive, but you're not bursting with health, either. I'm not wrong. A vampire I knew was bitten and I had to watch her die."

There was a pause, in which Stefan coughed into his hand and Lexi looked away. I felt heat rising in my cheeks. Where they laughing at him, or did they honestly feel bad for doubting him? I reached out for his hand and found it, gently tracing my thumb along the edge of it as our fingers wove together for a second. Then Stefan and Lexi looked back at us and our hands quickly separated.

Diana seemed to notice the wordless exchange but only allowed her eyebrows to go up the slightest bit, saying nothing. "So…" she began. "Why are we here?"

Cassie said, "I was wondering the same thing. All of you seem nice, but we should be going home."

"It's a really long story." Damon warned. "Not that I won't tell you, I just thought I should mention that."

I let my mind wander as he explained how vampires and werewolves were real, what Elijah, Katherine and Isobel had to be up to, and why Elijah wanted them—for witches to do the sacrifice. Cassie and Diana shrunk further and further into the couch, unwilling to do anything.

"There is no way I'm going to stick around here and help some crazed vampire become even more dangerous." Cassie said when Damon finished. "I'm sorry, but I have enough problems to deal with."

"You can't leave." I blurted out suddenly, remembering something Elijah had said. "If you leave then Elijah will start killing people. He said he would, remember?"

"Oh." Cassie looked away. "I forgot."

"So will you stay, just for now?"

Diana chewed her lip, hesitantly casting her eyes anywhere but at mine. "My dad will wonder where I've gone, and the rest of the Circle will be frantic."

"Call them." Damon suggested. "Tell them you're okay but you can't have them coming after you."

"That would make it sound like we were being held against our will." Cassie said. "We can't just leave them up in Chance Harbor to fend of the witch hunters and Jake, my father, and who knows what else by themselves."

There was a tiny spark in her eyes, like what I'd seen when she was strangling Elijah, but this spark was insubordination. She looked like she wanted to hit Damon.

"You have to." Stefan said, finally saying something. "There's no way you can leave, because even if Klaus didn't come after you right away he would once the sacrifice was done, and then your whole Circle would be gone."

"What do you mean by gone?" Cassie asked.

"I know a lot about Klaus, and the one thing he does best is revenge. If you cross him than he'll make sure every person you ever loved is dead. Besides, I think you could be helpful." Damon said. His eyes glinted mischievously. "Would you care to explain what happened with Elijah?"

"That was intense." Bonnie agreed. "I could feel the blackness, the—"

"Darkness." Cassie mumbled. "I know."

"Well, what was it?"

She shifted uncomfortably. "I, uh… I'm part of the Balcoin line of witches." She watched our faces for some sign of recognition. "It's a line of witches with dark magic. There was a boatyard fire years ago that killed some of the parents of our Circle- Diana's Mom was one- and it had something to do with my father. I thought he died in the fire, but apparently not, because he's walking around Chance Harbor, alive as ever."

"So you have dark magic?" Bonnie asked. "Do all witches have the capacity for it?"

"No." Cassie shook her head. "You could do some very nasty spells, but I get mine through channeling anger. It's a lot more than magic that comes from drawing on nature. Besides, it's kind of a genetic thing."

"So you're a witch with anger issues? Oh, goody." Damon said sarcastically.

"Damon…" I warned.

Cassie tried to laugh, but she only managed a tense smile. "He is right, sort of."

Diana rubbed her arm in a soothing motion. "Nevermind about that."

They were so close, practically sisters. It reminded me of when Jeremy and I were little and it didn't matter that I was a girl and he was a boy. It was like before he developed the "I-can't-hang-out-with-my-sister-because-she's-a-girl " syndrome.

"No, they should know." She said. "Look, I tend to… snap. Once I got angry at this guy, Adam, for something, and I accidentally strangled him with my mind. One minute I was yelling at him and the next minute he was on the floor, choking."

"So," said Damon, "what you're saying is that you're a time bomb waiting to explode."

"I wouldn't put it like that."

He groaned, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Can you help us, or do you need to be locked up in the cellar?"

"The cellar wouldn't really keep my magic in check, if that's what you mean." Cassie said, looking frightened despite her power. "I'll help, but I can't promise I won't hurt any of you."

That was enough for Damon. He nodded, got up, and started helping himself to drinks. "Perfect. Now do we call your pals in Salem and tell them that you won't be home for a few weeks or however long it takes to kill Elijah and Klaus."

"A few weeks?" asked Cassie dubiously, at the same moment that Stefan and Lexi asked, "Klaus?"

"Oh, Klaus." Damon said, ignoring Cassie. "He's Elijah's brother. Elijah said he was here with his brother."

"I forgot that suddenly you seem to know everything." Stefan grumbled, coming over to sit with me. Damon glanced to the now-taken seat regretfully, instead going to sit where Stefan had been sitting. I scolded the voice inside my head that kept telling me to go sit next to Damon, quietly leaning into Stefan and reveling in his closeness. It wasn't as safe as it was when I sat next to Damon, but it was enough.

Katherine's POV

I dragged myself to the wall, carefully putting my weight on my uninjured leg. The room I was in was dark and the walls were splattered with blood.

I could barely remember anything from the previous night. After checking in with Isobel I had gotten dressed, headed to the masquerade ball, and then something had just hit me like a truck. Whatever it had been, it had crushed both my legs, one so mangled that it still hadn't healed. I felt weak, like I hadn't eaten in a few days.

There was a creaking from the opposite side of the room and I flattened myself to the wall at vampire speed despite the pain. A door opened, revealing a strip of artificial light. Isobel strutted in, high heels clicking.

"Isobel?" I asked. She took a few shaky steps toward her, taking the glass of blood Isobel offered. "What the hell? Are you part of this?"

"No." said Isobel calmly. "Apparently Elijah took you out because he was afraid you would provoke Stefan and Damon into a fight. You know, because you saw how Damon comforted Elena after the car crash, and how he's been there for her like a gallant knight." Isobel sighed. "Irrational."

"What, that he would protect her?" I asked. "Not really."

She shrugged. "Long story short, you can leave, but stay away from Damon and Stefan. Don't try to screw with their heads… or them."

I snorted. "Yeah, that'll happen. Don't worry, I won't do anything stupid. Al I want to do is hand Elena to Klaus and then run."

Isobel nodded in a disinterested fashion and left the room. I waited until her footsteps were out of my range of hearing.

The building I was in was just some foreclosed house, one I had not desire to visits again. Trails of blood showed where I had been dragged in, and I followed them out. It was about time I had a talk with Elijah, no matter how nervous the idea made me.

Damon's POV

I didn't trust them.

More precisely, I didn't trust her. That tiny little blond witch with a smile that would make you think she was innocent as a virgin but power that could take out an Original. Yes, I hoped she would help kill Klaus, but I was afraid that she would kill someone else before we managed to lure Klaus into Mystic Falls.

Cassie was on the phone while I was pouring more drinks, trying to make it less obvious that I was eavesdropping. Diana kept glancing at me nervously, and every time she did I would shoot her my signature "Why-yes-I-am-attractive" looks, one that I hadn't used once since I'd gotten here. It was only to annoy her, anyway.

"Hello?" Cassie was saying. "Hi, Adam—" Dian flinched at the name "—it's Cassie. Whoah, it's okay, it's okay. Calm down. I'm fine, Adam, I promise. I mean, I've got a massive headache, and my wrists are rubbed raw, but…" she looked at me, and I mouthed "get to the point" at her. "Nevermind. I was kidnapped by a vampire. No, I can't explain now, but I'm safe, and so is Diana. We can't come back until we help kill this vampire, because if we leave the town we're in he'll kill everyone here."

Diana whispered, "Tell him to tell the others so that we don't have to call everyone."

Cassie nodded. "Adam, can you tell Melissa and Faye? Yes, Jake too… don't tell my father. He'll only come here and get himself killed."

She nodded and "mmm-hmmmmmmmed" the next few things Adam said. If I had tried hard enough I could have heard what he said, but I was too lazy. I was more distracted by the way Elena was practically curled on Stefan's lap, allowing him to rub soothing circles on her back. I knew I shouldn't be jealous, but I was.

Cassie was still talking when I pulled my eyes away from Elena and Stefan. "No, Adam, stay where you are. Please?" Pause. "What do you mean, something strange happened? What?"

"What?" asked Diana.

"Oh no." Cassie breathed. "He said that? It's… it's a curse? But I thought that we were…" she trailed off, glancing at Diana. "It didn't feel wrong."

This was getting interesting.

"Well, get rid of them. You did? Good. Ask my Grandma about it, I'm sure she could help." Cassie said. "Look, we can talk about it later. I have bigger problems right now." I could have sworn she looked at me when she said that. "Bye." One last apologetic glance at Diana. "Love you too."

She put the phone away, blushing. Diana looked distinctly upset.

"So, Cassie," I asked, sitting next to Lexi and earning a grumble from her, "what exactly 'didn't feel wrong'? Is Adam your boyfriend?"

"I don't k-know, maybe." Cassie stuttered. "It doesn't matter. There might have been this curse…"

"Do tell." Lexi said.

"I'm sorry." Cassie said to Diana. "It's just that after casino night Adam and I had been fighting, but we made up, and then—"

"Makeup sex." Lexi interrupted. "Always fun."

Cassie blushed again. "Yeah. But he said that there were dead birds outside, all around the house, and that my dad said it was a curse. Adam's dad said we were written in the stars, but really we're cursed."

"How wonderful." I said. "How does it apply to us?"

"It doesn't." Cassie said. "Lexi asked, so I told her what it meant. So, where are we going to sleep?"

"Here." Stefan said. "You can stay here, it's probably the safest place."

"Okay." Diana said, finally speaking up. She and Stefan were being extremely taciturn.

A phone rang in Diana's pocket. "Ooooh, is that your boyfriend?" I teased. She ignored me, instead answering the phone.

"Hello?" she asked. "Faye?"

"Faye?" Cassie's nose wrinkled. "Since when does she care?"

Diana shushed her. "Slow down, Faye, I'm fine. Didn't Adam explain this to you already?" She kept opening her mouth as though she was going to say something but kept getting silenced by the other girl's stream of chattering. "Faye… I may have broken my arm, but I'm fine, I swear. What's made you care all of a sudden?"

Cassie rolled her eyes, noticing my inquiring glance. "Faye's the resident bad girl." She explained. "She has this thing were she doesn't care much about anyone but herself."

Elena snorted. "She and Tyler would be perfect for each other."

"She's just lonely." Diana said defensively. "What? Oh, not you, Faye. I have to go. Okay? Okay. Bye, Faye."

"She's weird." Cassie observed. "She's been weird the past few days, actually. She spends a lot of time with you, Diana, have you noticed anything?"

"No." Diana looked down quickly.

"Hmmm…" Cassie's eyes became distant. "I remember when I met her the first thing she said when she saw me was 'You must be the new girl. You're very pretty'. I got this eerie feeling that she was going to rip my heart out or something."

"Then you'll be right at home in Mystic Falls." Elena said wryly. Humor from Elena? I smiled inwardly; I was rubbing off on her.

"Hurray." Cassie mock-cheered. "So, can we get to bed?"

"Yes, can we?" Diana echoed, yawning as soon as the words left her mouth. "Please?"

"Of course." Stefan cut in. "Follow me, I'll take you to the guest bedrooms. Is there anything you'll need?"

"How about clothes?" Lexi suggested. "Clearly you have none. I could go get you some, if you want."

Cassie and Diana both smiled and nodded. Lexi looked overjoyed at the prospect of going shopping. "You're coming with me." She ordered Stefan. "We didn't get any time to hang out before because of that stupid wolf, and now we can do it while I shop."

"Of course." Stefan said graciously. I snickered, imagining Stefan following Lexi through the store and she reminisced and tried to make him help pick out clothes. I felt absolutely no sympathy.

"Will you be staying somewhere else?" Stefan asked. I realized that he was talking to me.

"I should probably stay here to guard everyone." I said. "In case Klaus comes back."

Stefan nodded even though it was clear he wanted me as far away as possible. He led the two witches upstairs, and came back five minutes later. "Elena?"

"What?" She was still curled up on the couch where he'd left her.

"Do you need a ride home?"

She shook her head. "No, I think I'll stay here for a while. Damon can drive me home."

"Okay."

Again, it was obvious that it was the last thing Stefan wanted to do, but he allowed it. I had to give him credit for that. He was leaving me alone in his house with Elena and two powerful witches.

When he and Lexi left I casually came over to Elena and draped myself next to her drink in hand. After a second I decided against the drink and put it on the table next to the couch.

"Busy day." Elena said, rubbing her eyes and yawning. "First I wake up to discover that I was rescued by you from Mason, then we go to the charity event and Jeremy nearly kills Tyler, then we went to the ball, had a face-down with Elijah, and got two witches."

"That was all in one day?" I asked, slowly going over the events in my mind. She was right, though, but I could barely believe it. It had been one of those days when so many things happened it seemed like a lifetime had gone by. "Geez."

"I'll say." She yawned again, stretching out so that she had her head and upper body curled up on my lap. I didn't dare move. "Wake me when it's over, okay?"

"Sure thing."

It was soothing, watching Elena drift to sleep. I reached across her and grabbed a duvet that had been draped over the back of the couch, tucking it around her thin form. She sighed softly when I finished, cuddling closer to me.

Hours passed, enough that even my eyes were drooping. I was drifting in and out of sleep when suddenly my eyes sprang open. Elena was gone.

"Elena?" I asked, looking around. The duvet was neatly folded next to me, but there was no note. I wondered why she would have just gone without waking me. It was nice of her, but I would have preferred to drive her home, especially at such a late hour.

I wandered the house for about an hour before I finally went back to the couch. It was just as well that she had left, because if Stefan had come back to see Elena on my lap like that it would have driven him to the edge, or worse.

I slept the rest of the night peacefully enough, but around seven in the morning—Stefan and Lexi had long since gotten home and gone to bed—I heard someone rapping at the door. I took my time getting there, grabbing a drink as I walked.

When I opened the door I was greeted by four angry looking people, two girls, two guys. One of the guys was blond, tall, and lean, while the other was short-ish with red hair that was gelled into Stefan-like spikes. One girl had almond skin and gently curling brown hair, like Bonnie, while the other had jet black hair, pale skin, and very high and prominent cheekbones that framed her golden, flaming eyes. She stepped towards me, glaring daggers. "Is Diana here?"

"And Cassie." The red-haired guy added.

"Who are you?" I asked, opting to completely disregard their questions.

"Faye." Said the golden-eyed girl.

"Melissa." The Bonnie look-alike said.

"Jake." The blond, lean guy said.

The last one was still glaring at me, but said, "Adam. Now where are Cassie and Diana?"

"Oh dear." I sighed. I led them in and stopped at the bottom of the stairs. "Hey, Cassie, Diana! Your posses of monosyllabic witches have arrived, and they look vengeful!"

A/N: I had fun with this.