Blood Witch

9

"What are you going to do to me?" Bonnie asked, her voice just barely louder than a whisepr until the sob forced itself from her throat. She had thought, at first, that Damon would swoop down on them all and rescue her, but as the minutes past she became less and less certain. Did he really care about whether she lived or died? She had thought before than maybe he did, and she still held onto some of that belief, but the darker thoughts were building at the back of her mind, overwhelming the light. She knew that it was Klaus forcing this doubt to take control, and so she faught against it with every breath, though each seemed harder than the last.

Rebekah looked as if she were going to say something, but with a single finger Esther silenced her and spoke herself. She stood at before Bonnie, where she was bound to the pole with chains made of iron, and threw at her something that smelt strongly of spices but she was sure was not.

"A blood witch is rare," She herself was a blood-witch, the first in fact, and Bonnie was the only other one to ever exist. She could have spilt her own blood for ceremony, but she needed to be able to say the spell too, and that would be impossible with the amount of blood that needed to be sacraficed would prevent her from doing so. She knew that this would kill Bonnie, but to protect her children she would do anything. There would be no regrets, only a future for them all. "You will all take from her the blood that will make all of you as strong," she met Klaus's eyes with a grim smile, "and as invincible as gods..." she watched all four of their faces as the words sunk in. If she could not destroy her children herself, no one would.

"If you say so, mother." Finn said in his smooth, refined voice as he stood restlessly in his place in the circle. He knew that once they controlled her power, the Mikaelson family, the orginal family, would become legends among more than just the vampires. Once he and his family became the most powerful creatures on earth all would bow down. He could have anything he wanted, including power. While he had no doubt that Nicklaus would try and control what he did and where he went, he would go out into the world alone and leave his brothers and sister behind.

"What of the Vampire—what's his name—Damon? Shouldn't we make sure he doesn't try to interfear?"

Damon loped through the forest, buzzing from the blood he had taken from the animal and able to traverse the terrain at almost the same speed as he would on flat, unbroken land. He had drained four animals before he felt his strength peak, and he renewed his vow never to drink from an animal again. He was going to massacre several of the townsfolk when he returned to Mystic Falls with Bonnie, and for the first time he pondered taking her with him. By now, she would be as much of a vampire as she was ever human, maybe more so. Admittedly, he hadn't forseen the need to take much interest in the hybrid's before, but he guessed that she had been atleast half-human before and now that human part was consumed by the vampie – making her half vampire, half witch.

There was a sound that was not from the trees nor the animals who lived in them and he stopped running at once; a human would not have been able to switch from high speed to stillness as he did. Instead searching behind him for the eyes he could feel, he stood as straight and ridged as he could. He wouldn't put it past the cowards to send one of their minions to intercept him if he should get this far, but nothing tried to jump him. He risked closing his eyes to concentrate harder on the voices that came clearer to him with each second. There were more of them than he had feared.

Bonnie felt the heat of the flame, even though the torch that had been lit was all the way across the clearing. When she had asked if they planned on leaving her, tied to the pole, Klaus had laughed. Her question seemed to make Esther thoughtful though, as if she were deciding the wisdom of her words, and this was almost worse. She would rather hear laughter than see the expression on the Esther's face, rather have not even asked the question. She had always thought of Esther as being the unltimate mother, willing to do anything for her children's sake, and had admired her in a way. It was this same passion that she could see in the witch's eyes now, but there was no admiration now. Now there was only a dawning terror as she realised she was not going to be saved from a painful death.

"Is everything ready?" Elijah asked solemnly, as if this were a sacred ritual and not just a cruel way to die. He seemed to be the only one showing any caution about the proceedings; even Klaus was silent now, as dedicated to seeing the ceremony through as his mother seemed to be. Rebekah and Kol were the only ones with bland, uninterested expressions, and yet they seemed the most animated. Elijah did not look her way, but Bonnie could feel his attention on her as tingles on her skin, as if he were probing her for any reaction.

"Everything is ready." Esther confirmed, and Bonnie could tell from her voice that she was reaching into the void that was always open to any witch wanting to enter it. Bonnie hated the void since it was the only time when she felt as though she was losing control. Usually her magic did what she wanted, but sometimes it would snatch control away from her and leave her open to it's control. She never remembered what happened from the time everything went black to when she could see again, but she doubted that the Original Witch had any such problems. "Stay back," Esther commanded when Kol started to take a step forwards out of the circle.

Damon jumped lightly from one tree branch to another, moving so subtly that even the thinest braches barely rustled. His mind and body had become that of a predator, a beast among beasts, something to feared by everything. In this state, he did not even consider being any more gentle on his enemies because his little girl was there too, he would rip apart anyone or anything that tried to stop him. Even innocent woodland animals would not be safe from his attack. In order to have any chance of saving Bonnie from what he knew was certain death he would have to switch off his humanity.

She screamed as the flame drew closer, but was silent when it kissed the logs at her feet. She felt a big fat tear roll down her face at thought of these being her last moments and being unable to say goodbye and that she loved him.

There was a disturbance in the trees and Klaus grimaced before turning and smiling pleasantly. He was going to kill whoever had spoilt this very special moment.

TBC