A/N: Heyy... Sorry. I didn't post it as early as I thought I would. AND, it's short. I apologize thoroughly! I truly do! And, I also have no idea as to why I am talking in this very, very, sophisticated way. Hmph. Oh well. So, as you probably guessed earlier, YAY! SOME ACTION! It's about fudging time. If you are WONDERING, I am trying very hardly not to cuss this year. SO, I am replacing such insulting words with nicer/better terms. Such as;

1. F*ck - Fudge
2. B*tch - Buttercup

But, even I have my limits. Such as I cannot not use the words;

1. Sh*t
2. Cr*p
3. D*mn
4. H*ll

So, please take my re-consideration of choice of words into thought if you DO use them, like I had. Instead of saying those 4 words as frequently, I say, "Mother of God" and "Unholyness." That is not even a WORD. Huh. It SHOULD be. Grr the English dictionary. Frowny isn't a word either!

Hope you like the chapter, 'nuff said.

CHAPTER SIX

"Oh, hey, Elena I didn't know you were walking today," Bonnie said, smiling at her friend. Elena smiled back. They walked together, and Bonnie felt something different about Elena. She was the same, yet different all together. They passed an alleyway on the way, and Elena stopped.

"Elena?" Bonnie asked. Elena smiled, and grabbed Bonnie's arm. She pulled Bonnie through the alleyway. Halfway through, Bonnie started to squirm. "Elena!" she shouted. Elena looked back at her, fangs indenting her bottom lip. Bonnie gasped.

"You're... not Elena." Bonnie finished. The mysterious girl that was not Elena smiled again.

"That's right." She said. She continued to pull Bonnie through, until they passed more streets, and Bonnie caught sight of the Old Wood. She started to thrash once again.

"Stop it," the girl hissed, her fangs showing again. Bonnie stopped immediately. Why did she have to be such a scared person?She felt disgusted with herself.

They entered the Old Wood, and the girl dropped Bonnie on one of the pathways. She turned and was about to leave, when she said one thing that shocked Bonnie the most.

"My name's Katherine," then she disappeared. Bonnie had heard of an evil vampire named Katherine from Stefan. Stefan had said Katherine was the one that Turned him and Damon. Once Bonnie was pretty sure Katherine was gone, she got up. She started to run to the place she was in what seemed like weeks ago.

She got to the place where Damon had showed up.

Bonnie was putting away some candles. She straightened up, and started to walk back to her car.

"Hey, Red." Came a familiar voice. Bonnie felt as if she had plunged into cold water without anything on.

"What do you want," she said, turning to face the voice. "Damon?"

When she saw him, he looked the same, yet different. She didn't know how to explain it. He still had that beautiful, silky black hair, dark bottomless eyes and smirking lips, but he looked different somehow. Oh! On the inside, he looked different on the inside.

Then, he lunged at her.

Bonnie gasped. Just like Elena. Why hadn't she made the connection then? Before Katherine had taken her. It was the same with Damon! That wasn't Damon who had attacked her.

It was... Katherine.

Bonnie quickly took out the candles that she had hidden before Katherine attacked her that day. She started to dig in the grass, getting dirt under her fingernails. But, as she felt the rough, cool surface of the candle, a furious shrill voice rang through her ears.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" it yelled, shocking Bonnie. She stood instantly, hiding her hands behind her back. Katherine was back.

Katherine grabbed Bonnie's hands, eyed them, then looked at the hole she had been digging up. Katherine then proceeded to dig out the candles. Uh-oh.

She held them up, smirking all the while. Apparently, she had a plan for Bonnie. She didn't like it.

She didn't like it one bit.

Then, Katherine was throwing the candles all the way across the clearing. Bonnie gulped. She was daring her to go after the candles. Should she? She decided as stupid as that would be, she was going to do it. She would rather die fighting, than to die at the mercy of her enemy, not doing anything at all.

So, she ran.

And regretted it after her foot left the ground.

She ran, and Katherine disappeared. She heard loud, deranged laughter as she ran towards the candles for dear life. Bonnie could see the faint white blurs that passed her with every passing second, getting closer with every step she took forward. Again, the cold, bitter, evil, twisted laughter echoed through the Old Wood. Bonnie could see the candles.

She lunged at them, reaching out her arms...

And hit the ground with a loud thud, and was pulled back and away from the candles, followed by more maniac laughter. Bonnie began to feel tears of fear bubbling up in her eyes, as she tried to claw her way out of the strong, vampire grip and to the candles.

She failed of course.

The laughter stopped, and turned into dark chuckles, as Bonnie was hurdled to the side of the clearing, hitting her back to a tree trunk about fifty feet from where she had been lying. There was a sickening crack, and Bonnie felt a sharp pain in her right ankle.

A blurring figure figure.

Bonnie screamed, as a pair of cold, pale hands grabbed at her, her screams and cries and pleas for help echoing in the deserted area.

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A/N: So, as I said before, I apologize it is terribly short, and I still don't know why I am speaking sophisticatedly. Holiness, I am anything but sophisticated! Even my dear, dear friends and family agree. I love them so.

Hope you enjoyed, this chapter is dedicated to the wonderful reviewer Barbie97 because she seems like a wonderful girl. She has waited patiently for this chapter, as the others as well. Hope you find this chapter to your liking, I am not the best romance writer out there.

Strange. My friends think otherwise. They say I write very well romance and pish posh but I disagree... In my stories, I always have it written least because I dislike such preposterous things to be all-out without anything else. I rather enjoy the thrill of the adventure, and the suspense of the action. The climax. The - you get the point. I won't bore you with my nonsense blabbering any more than this, so I hope you were pleased with what you received.

[MY UNSOPHISTICATED SIDE: Heyy! That rhymes! Ha-Ha!]