Witches vs. Faeries

The Queen of the Fae's would have you believe that they are the most pure and most lovely and the witches are rats turned humans. There was once an all powerful witch, Bonnie's ancestor by the name of Qetisyah, she watched over the younger witches, gave them power when their own was weakening. Mab didn't like this she thought the lesser witches should give the queen all their power, when Mab saw Bonnie's birth so did Qetisyah. She knew Mab would have the young witch killed so she put her plan into action, making her descendent a tri-brid. Nearly impossible to kill, a witch, a vampire and a werewolf. She tampered with fate which is against the witches rules and therefore payed the ultimate price. The witches turned her to stone and put her away for life. With the magic Qetisyah used, it couldn't be undo. It's said that Qetisyah vowed to return and engage into battle with Queen Mab and all faeries.

Bonnie sat and looked at the key, it serviced two purposes: One, locking the door where she keep the faeries and two, unlocking the door to Qetisyah's prison. She had her in her possession, but she couldn't release her. Not yet, she needed a lot of magic to release her from the spell that bind her in stone. Bonnie stood up and put the key in her drawer cloaking it. She walked to the basement and walked inside the cell containing the only remaining Authority member. She sat down in the chair and crossed her legs.

"Eighteen hundred years ago, I needed you. You were suppose bring me to power but instead you tired to have me killed. I shouldn't be surprised but I am. I actually loved you, cherished you, you filled a void in my heart and here we are. You're pathetic excuse of rulers dead! You chose Salome over me and she tried to killed several times over." She scoffed. He just sat in the corner and took his medicine.

"Why don't you just tell me what you want and leave."

"Centuries before, you were one of the witches bound Qetisyah in stone," His eyes widened. "You remember. Well I went back to Spain and one of your...people told me that after that you put your magic in a sword. The only sword made by a supernatural of great power. He gave me the sword then I killed him and took the magic. I split the blade in half and found a note to Mab telling her that you will hand deliver me to her to kill because you're magic was too weak to do it yourself. She never got that blade because you were turned into a vampire and vampires aren't allowed in the Fae Realm. You became king, knowing that your magic would be safe. You raped me, stole from me and everything in between and beyond. Now I can finally be put the final piece down to my revenge and that's watching you die. But first, I need your blood." Bonnie jammed a needle into Roman's neck and sucked the blood from his neck. She pushed the plunger down into a vial and left the cell, locking it and turned on the Ultraviolet lights and left. In her pocket laid six vials of blood all necessary for Qetisyah's resurrection.

~xDamon&Bonniex~

The year was 1638, the infamous Salvatore/Berti family war raged on in Milan, Italy. Eric, Nora, Bonnie and Pam found refuge in the Salvatore Mansion. A summer morning Bonnie wore her hair down though it was forbidden but Bonnie was a rebel and that's what caught his eye. Her dress was a subtle red, her hands were claps together. Today, her husband had found comfort inside one of the maids of the Salvatore home. He could see the hurt on her face as she trailed around the garden. "Mrs. Northman, may I join you on your walk?" He asked her, the green eyed Spanish female turned to face him and smiled. "Please, call me Bonnie and you may join me." She replied with smile and subtle touch of her hair.

"Mrs—Bonnie," He smiled walking with her. "May I ask why do put up with so much hurt from your husband? You are so beautiful and deserve to be treated with respect and given the world."

Bonnie just smiled. "Only the naïve think that way my dear Damon. At least that's what I've come to learn from centuries on this earth. To say a woman deserves the world and respect, love and cherish is naïve in this world. It will never happen. My husband sees me as nothing more than a trophy, and you hang trophy up to be seen. Never heard." She responded.

"You said as if you've given up on love. How long have you lived to become so tarnished."

"Four hundred years...today."

"It is your birthday?"

"It is."

"So is mine, Happy Birthday."

"Happy Birthday, Damon." She smiled. Damon looked down, blushing and smiled.

"When my mother passed, she said love can be a weakness or strength. Will you allow me to be your strength when you need it?"

Bonnie stopped in her track and turned to the human male. "I am married, Damon. A damaged and unrepairable marriage but he is still my husband."

"Who weakens you. I want to make you strong again."

"You are merely a human who doesn't know the devices of our world, let alone my own."

"Then teach me. I knew you were more than meets the eye. I knew you were something more than a experience when I first laid eyes on you. It is why I let you bit me at night."

Nora was now joining in on the fun with Eric and the maid, Bonnie looked at Damon and hugged him. They left the garden and went straight for the woods with Katherine Pierce following them. She searched for the wooded area for a while and saw them. Bonnie was on all fours with Damon behind her, his hands on her hips and his dick being thrust into her from behind.

Katherine was the ex-girlfriend to Damon Salvatore, she lost him when she somehow ended up in bed with Eric one morning. Bonnie was already saying his name and Damon groaning with each thrust. Even for a vampire she was breathing heavily. When they were finished Damon bent over her and kissed her neck, her lips and caressed her breasts. "You will never be a trophy again." He whispered in her ear. Bonnie smiled and turned over so she was on top of him. "This will were off tonight. You will become my vampire brother and will be together one day. I promise." She compelled and kissed him passionately. She disappeared and appeared behind Katherine. "Hello Katherine or should I call you "Katerina" you change your name so many times a country, it's hard to keep up." She smirked, forcing feeding Katherine her blood and snapping her neck. She threw Katherine in a ditch and covered her up with just a flick of her hand. Bonnie looked around with an eyebrow raised and left the scene. Returning to the mansion, she put Eric under a spell to turn Damon and Stefan Salvatore that very night after dinner. She knew Damon and Stefan's relationship, the blue-eyed male would never go anywhere without his brother so they would each other always. As for the maid he was fucking that morning would be snack for Katherine. Bonnie compelled the maid to go out the woods and with a wide cut on her neck, the smell of blood would awaken the newborn vampire. As for Nora, Bonnie drove a specially made dagger through her heart and had her sent to America and buried in a little town called Mystic Falls Virginia. With this dagger, she would be the only one to remove it. And that's where she was now in Mystic Falls happily married to Tyler Lockwood, son of Richard and Carol Lockwood. Damon woke up and followed Bonnie into her bedroom and closed the door. Bonnie turned to face her vampire brother and smiled. "Damon."

"Bonnie. I know about you and Klaus."

"It was a moment of weakness. You weren't around and I needed it." She smirked.

"You are in so much trouble, Mrs. Northman." Damon's face changed as he charged toward his vampire sister. He pressed her against the wall.

January 14th 1638, the day Bonnie and Eric arrived with their family, the day Damon Salvatore met Bonnie Northman. Giuseppe Salvatore lead the vampire family into the sitting room where they were served wine and cheese. "Mr and Mrs. Northman, these are my sons Damon and Stefan Salvatore." the brothers tilted their heads but Damon couldn't take his eyes off of Bonnie. "My son is betrothed to Katherine Pierce, fine young lady." Bonnie nearly choked on her wine at the sound of her name.

"Bonnie, are you alright."

"I'm fine." the female insisted. "Katherine Pierce you say? Well Damon doesn't look to happy about his up coming nuptials."

"Ms. Pierce and he were once an item." Giuseppe responded, Bonnie nodded and with one breath she froze everyone and everything except herself and Damon.

"Mr. Salvatore, would you like to talk about your Katerina Petrova woes?" She asked, holding out her hand. Damon looked at Bonnie and took her hand.

"No one is following us."

Bonnie just smirked. "I know."

"You aren't not human," He remarked.

"Not completely. Though I do give off the appearance well. Don't I?"

"You called Katherine, Katerina. Why is that?"

"It is her birth name. Before making her way to Milan, she was born in Bulgaria. Her father and I struck a deal that would keep his family safe from the werewolves. I broke the deal off when I found his whore daughter in bed with my husband... I'm actually quite disgusted I still lay with the vampire but I get bored easily and he's good in bed." She shrugged.

"I knew I saw your husband before. He is the reason Katherine and I are no longer together. My father is forcing me to wed her even though she makes me unhappy."

"Why is that?"

"Her father and my father made a deal. That we must uphold."

Bonnie stopped and looked in his bold blue eyes, "Her father is dead, Damon. I killed him myself. Tore him limb from limb."

"He must have done something to anger you."

"You flee a scene Damon, you leave no scene stone uncovered. You save the women and children but the men who will sell out you for the right price you kill. Lesson number one in being dead." Damon took her words to heart.

"And the next lesson?"

"Someone is eager to learn", she smiled. "the most important rule of them all, Damon is always be on your guard. You are your own shield. Until you find someone that will protect you, charge free."

"Were you ever in bliss with your husband?"

"He saw the power in me and set out to have for himself. But I promise I will—we will have our vengeance on them both. Until then Damon, protect yourself." She smiled.

~xI drove you crazyx~

Bonnie was riding Damon hard, both moaning loudly. Everyone knew it would eventually happen, again. With how they flirt with each other. Damon yanked back her hair with one hand and squeezed her ass tightly as he pushed hard up into her. "Who does it belong to, Bonnie?" He demanded.

"It's yours, Damon. All yours." She screamed seconds later Damon drove his fangs into her neck, her finger nails clawed his skin. Eric walked in and saw them but it didn't stop Bonnie or Damon from continuing. The Salvatore brothers and their progenies were untouchable because they were protected by Bonnie. If he touched them he would have Bonnie to deal with and that was a battle he couldn't win. "Nora is here." Eric announced.

"She can wait until we're finished." Damon groaned.

"Though you can entertain her like you've always done." Bonnie smiled and kissed Damon passionately, pulling him on top of her. It continued for three straight hours, no break, no breather. Nothing. As they waited Eric was getting visibly anger. He clawed the arms of the chair he sat in. Everyone witnessed this and shook their head. "DAMON!" She screamed. They were finally finished, Eric sighed in relief. They went into the master bedroom and pulled out suitcase. Then things went quiet. Twenty minutes later, they emerged from the bedroom fully dressed. "Thank you for coming, Nora. The locks have been changed to everything. Eric, everything that we built together is now mine. I put the work in I reap the rewards. You go to Mystic Falls in a coffin." She declared driving the dagger through her husband's chest. Bonnie turned to her vampire aunt and smiled, "Remember I'm the only one who can remove the dagger. Put Eric in the tomb where I put you. I'll send the rest of his things. Keep Mystic Falls under control, Nora."

"When will you wake him?"

"When Qetisyah's arrives. She'll need the Viking prince's blood for the ritual."

Spain 1738

Bonnie had the sword with a supernaturally flaming blade. "Roman's magic." She smiled.

"Bonnie?" Damon called.

"The only sword to created by a supernatural being. It's blade is more deadly than the normal. Roman put his magic in this sword and I finally have it."

"Roman, the man that hurt you?"

"Yes. He's a vampire now and thinks I'm dead but soon, I will have my revenge. I will kill him but until then, Damon this is yours. The magic within belongs to you."

"Why me, I don't want it!"

"You're a descendent of Roman, your mother. She had to protect you from your father if he ever found that his sons were warlocks but this is yours."

"Why can't Stefan take it?"

"Stefan won't be able to handle it." Damon took the sword and adsorbed it's magic. The flame went out, the blade broke off and Damon fell to the ground. Bonnie was at his side, holding him. "Breathe, Damon. It's okay, just breathe." She coached and smiled when he took a breath. They hugged tightly kissing.

The next morning, things at the Bennett mansion were different. Bonnie was officially a Bennett again. She was free, she erased all traces of Eric from the house even changed her hair. It was a long black to purple ombre. Damon slept in the sound proof master bedroom with her, banging her back out. Since their first time, Damon had completely changed Bonnie for the better, when Eric was sleeping with Katherine or some other random female she was smiling. Before she would cry herself to sleep. She told that one day they would be together and that day came after Damon had completed his transition. Because they couldn't be away from each other. When traveling Bonnie and Damon would always sleep together. Eric minded a great deal and once even tried to repair their broken marriage.

October 19th 1732- Bonnie danced with Damon in the French ball room, she was happy, not a tear in sight. No one would have thought that the little woman actually cried herself to sleep at times. Eric watched her with Damon, jealousy fuming through his body. How she be happy without him?! That night they were celebrating Pam's birthday and usually Eric was with his sister all night but tonight he wasn't. Tonight he waited for Bonnie to come home, she was out with Damon, he could hear her giggling then nothing. He knew what that meant "fucking your wife because you left that door wide open." When Bonnie finally returned to their home, her hair was all over the place, her dress was dirty, her lipstick was smudged and she smelled of the obvious sexual stench. Eric pulled her close and attempted to kiss her but she just dodged it. Eric became anger and released her. "You allow Damon to kiss you but not your own husband." Bonnie laughed.

"You have some nerve, Damon is faithful to me."

"He is your brother!"

"And Nora is your sister but somehow you always end up fucking her like she sacrificed for you!" She scowled. "Do not pretend like you care for me, Eric because we both know you do not! I am a trophy to you."

"You are a mattress to him!"

"I am much more than a mattress to Damon. He actually cares for me unlike you. You're jealous because he sees what you are blind to. You hate him because I love him, you hate yourself because he has everything that could have been yours. Well I'm sorry for your misery, Eric but I did not bring this on you. You are the cause of this, Eric. You saw power never love. And now you want me to lay with you as a wife when you treat me like a doormat! Well I'm sorry Mr. Northman, I have more respect for myself than that. The next time I lay with you, this will be over."

And it was. Eric was being buried in Mystic Falls and Bonnie was making sure of it. She had Pam and Elijah follow her and if she didn't buried Eric they were to make Tyler a widower. Damon opened the door which held the faeries and released Jason Stackhouse. "Go home and forget what happen. If anyone asks, say Sookie is on vacation with Eric Northman and won't be anytime soon." he compelled and Rebekah take him home. "Rebekah stay on him. Just in some gets suspicious." Rebekah nodded her head and left with Jason.

"What is she going to do with my brother?"

"She may eat him for dinner. Or fuck and eat him. You know how that goes, don'tcha faerie girl?"

"You know Bonnie is just using you. As soon as she the power she wants she's tossing you the side." Damon laughed at the blonde.

"I've been with Bonnie for four hundred years. I know her a lot more than you."

"Look at what she's doing to Eric!"

"Your fuck buddy deserve it and trust me Stackhouse, he deserves a lot more but death would be too kind and too easy." Damon snarled. "At least with that dagger in his chest, he'll be tortured until she releases him. Just like he tortured her and me all because he couldn't handle the fact she loves me. Sookie, you're the plaything for both Eric and Bill. You're the food and the entertainment. And it's quite obvious that planting seeds of doubt it's your strong suit."

"You're suppose to be loyal to Eric. He turned you!"

He scuffed, "Because Bonnie forced him to. She wanted me in her family. This is all Bonnie's doing, Sookie! You don't see that? What? You thought Eric did it all? No, sweetheart. You exist because of Bonnie's ancestor. What you stupid faes don't understand is that everything is because of the witches. Mab knew that sought out to destroy them. But in the end Mab, Eric and you will bow to the witches like you were always meant to. Now sit down and shut up!" Damon commanded, slamming the wooden door in her face and locking it with his hand. Damon walked away from the door with a smile on his face. Loyalty. Eric didn't know the meaning of loyalty.

~xXx~

September 21, 2011 Miami, Florida. She was dressed in white halter top bikini, shades and a white beach hat. He and his wife Lexi Branson were going though some martial problems. She didn't want him turning anyone else just because Eric demanded that they expand, Stefan didn't expand because Eric demanded it, he expanded he wanted to but that didn't stop Lexi from bitching about it. When Eric was diagnosed with Hep V, Bonnie really didn't care since she knew where her got it from, she wouldnt even sleep in the same bed with him, they were arguing all the time. There was so much stress going on around the Northman mansion, Stefan needed the Miami vacation. Stefan was dressed in a pair of white swim trunks and his hair was a little longer, coming just above his neck, she approached him. She'd been watching him from across the beach for a while, but didn't make a move until she was sure he was alone. In this case, he glad he was. "Hello, I'm Caroline. I haven't seen you around here before." Stefan looked down and smiled.

"I guess I do stand out a little bit." He answered.

"Oh yeah, better fashion sense." She smiled and both laughed.

"I'm sorry, I'm Stefan. It's a pleasure to meet you Caroline."

"Pleasure's all mine, Stefan."

"Selfish, I like it."

"You don't know the half of it." She smirked. That night, they ended up in bed, her parents beach house with her parents sleep. They must have been heavy sleepers, Stefan had her screaming her head off. Cumming several times all night. Did she know that she was helping him cheat at this very moment and his vampire wife could and would smack her head off without thinking twice; yes. But Caroline didn't care. She never got the guy she wanted, they were always spoken for or looking at Elena Gilbert. Matt, Kai, Enzo, everyone she had an interest in then went for Elena. Now she was being wanted by a married vampire, she didn't know how long the feeling would last so she basked in it. When it was over, Caroline had her neck snapped and was being buried with Stefan next to her in a pit of dirt.

The next morning, Stefan pulled himself out of the dirt, his eyes landed on his vampire sister with his brother. "I'm guessing you want me to make her a ring?" Bonnie commanded with her eyebrow arched.

"I know this was impulsive but I like her."

"You've only known her for thirteen hours!" Damon demanded

"How long you know Bonnie before she had you turned? Listen, I know it's strange but I think she's the one for me and will make this family stronger."

"You said that about Lexi...fifty years ago." Bonnie intervened. "All we want, Stefan is for you think these thing through. What's going to happen in another fifty years and this one is going on your nerves?"

"I'll actually stand by her. I know she would nitpick at small, petty things. Trust me on this one. Please?"

The side of Bonnie's lips twitched as she nodded her head gently. "I'll make her a ring."

Here they were four years later, they had minor ups and downs in their relationship but nothing serious. Caroline was devoted to him, he was to her. Stefan spoiled his wife, gave her whatever she desired most in life. Her first request when she first turned was simple, "Be Mrs. Stefan Anthony Salvatore for all eternity." He gave her that, a lavish wedding, a one of a kind three million gold Princess Belle dress. With a tiara—diamond incrusted with rhinestones. She had everything for her wedding, even had the Queen of the underworld herself as her maid of honor and give Caroline her blessing. The question that Caroline continued to ask though, "How did Bonnie become Queen of the Underworld if Eric was never a king?" Stefan couldn't answer that question for sure, but Damon could. Though they were brother and sister in the vampire world, Bonnie and Damon shared a special bond. One that couldn't be explained.

"Damon, c'mon I know you know how she become Queen. All vampires are under her rule...even some werewolves." Stefan asked. Damon took a deep breath then released it.

"I know how she became Queen. She let me see it when she would feed me her blood. Eric thought it would be a great thing for her to...be killed by the former King. Something like a poetic justice. Until she killed the king and became the queen. That's the story. End of discussion." Damon declared, leaving his brother to his own devices.

1238-The Aogashima Island in the Philippine Sea, Eric Northman was being lead by two burly, buff half naked guards to King Akira of the Underworld, he himself was a human. Which many didn't approve off and didn't know he became the king of anything but no one objected his order. Because he was a man. It made Bonnie laugh, she was better than any man-child king tool. "Is this the whore, you've brought to me?" Akira asked, Eric nodded, Bonnie just kept her head down; plotting her revenge, Eric's downfall. "What are her crimes besides being immoral, Mr. Northman?"

"She is an abomination. A disgrace to our world." That stung.

"What does this immoral woman have to say for yourself?" Akira demanded.

Bonnie smirked and ripped the hearts of the guards holding her out, then looked up at the king with a smile. "I'm hungry." She commanded, she drove a staff through Eric's head, her face changed, her eyes turned yellow, the veins under her eyes darkened, her fangs dropped from her gums without fail. Before he could command help Bonnie was feeding on his throat. Blood splatter everywhere, all over her face and dress. Eric pulled the staff from his brain giving him a moment to regain himself. A moment too long because Bonnie sat in the throne, her bare feet resting on the corpse of the king and all guards bowed down to her. "I'm the new Queen." She gave a bloody smirk. It was Eric's hope that he would become King but Bonnie had other plans. "Mr. Northman, you shouldn't have trusted me. Guards! Lock him up for the next century."

Damon smiled to himself and laughed. "It's a cruel cruel world, Damon. Eric would have had me killed so I seized my opportunity as it stared me in the face. And I don't regret. You have to be twenty steps ahead of your opponent when he thinks you're fifteen steps behind him." That's what Bonnie told him and he kept that bit of advice when came to everything. Bonnie exited the bathroom with a robe around her cold, wet body and her hair wrapped in a towel. Her toothbrush in her mouth moving back an forth. She smiled at Damon when she saw the grin on his face.

Mystic Falls—Nora buried Eric in the tomb with the other vampires from 1864, in the exact same spot she was buried. "You must have pissed her off for her to be putting you through this much hell. What did you do?" Tyler asked. Nora looked at her smiled and smiled.

"That story is for another time my love. Eric needs to be buried deeper than I was."

"Tell me now Nora! You've been lying to me for a while now and putting off the heavy discussions that we need to have as a couple. A married couple." Tyler demanded.

"I didn't ask about Elena and Caroline did I?" She back. Tyler just rolled his eyes and kicked Eric's body into the pit, then packed it in tightly. "Really Tyler? You're going to be a petty child about this."

"The only being a petty child is you. You bring up Elena and Caroline and they were before you and I got married. You know everything there is about me and my family but when it comes to showing me the real you, the real person underneath all of the fangs and empty threats...you know what, forget it. This marriage is sham anyway, I don't give a fuck." Nora let it sink in that Tyler was growing tired and watched her husband walk away from her. It was the first since they've been married that he actually walked away from her. She didn't know what to expect from it, hell she didn't even understand it but she did know that it wasn't good a thing. Tyler knew about vampires but he didn't know that Nora was vampire. He didn't know that she was compelling him for the first year of their meeting. She needed information about Mystic Falls, was that so bad that she compelled him, lied to him. He was getting incredible sex out of the deal. She didn't understand why he needed to know everything about her! Nora just huffed and walked out of the tomb. It was almost sunrise, they'd been up all night dealing with Eric and arguing what was next? A tornado? Nora just walked home to a pissed off husband that would probably demand a divorce sooner or later. Admittedly, she loved Tyler, she loved him more than anything in the world. Then again, she couldn't have loved him too much if she lied to him all the time.

Pam and Elijah turned around went about their night, not before stopping for a few drinks. It'd been a while since Pam and Elijah actually sat down and talk to each other a maker and progeny. "I remember the first night I met you Elijah. France, 1745. You were wounded in the war for the French Succession. Close to death. Bonnie and Stefan were already in the ground with Niklaus, Rebekah and Kol. I gave you a choice. You took the chance and it was just like magic.

France 1745, The French were defeating their enemy, they were running low on supplies and had to retreat. General Elijah Mikaelson since a letter to the king that they would be victorious but needed more men to fight in this battle. It was an easily won battle for Elijah, he fought with his heart and soul until he went down with a life threatening injury. That's what drew them near. The blood. Rebekah was a nurse to a soldier, Niklaus laid in the hospital next to his brother Kol. Bonnie, Pam and Stefan, the Northman vampire siblings. Vicious in numbers but more deadly when they were alone. "I want those two. Chose between the other two amongst yourselves." Bonnie commanded. Pam chose Elijah. She watched him from above, the way he took command. His silent but deadly approach to the war and battle at hand. She sat with him and smiled. "General Mikaelson, I am here to make you a deal. I am a vampire with the means let you live. Are you willing to let go of this life in order to start a new one and live forever?" Elijah looked at Stefan and Bonnie, Stefan making the same deal with his brother and Bonnie the same with his brother and younger sister. Then he looked to Pam and nodded his head. "I am. I want to live." Elijah responded before fading into sleep. The next night the Mikaelson family were immortal. Their brother, mother and father were terrified of them called them monsters; even tried to kill them. But they—the immortal siblings killed them and locked in their immortality. The four of them ran to their vampire parents finally feeling free. The demands of being perfect, falling in line, demands of marriage and children, it was no longer on their shoulders.

In the present, maker and progeny sat at the bar of The Grille, drunk,laughed, joked. They got "engaged" but then the fun and games came to screeching halt when Elijah saw her, The doppelganger. "Pam, she looks exactly like Katerina doesn't she?"

Pam looked behind her then back to her progeny. "That means Nora lied. Looks like the Queen is traveling to Mystic Falls, Virginia."

A/N: So I'm getting back into the groove of writing constantly. I'm getting my muse back with the stories I'm telling! I know some flashbacks are short but I promise, I'll lengthen them in future chapters. R&R! Thank you so much for reading my stories!