I'm officially done with my schoolwork for the weekend, thank god. So maybe ill post another chapter on Sunday, depending one the reviews and alerts I get. Its not may favorite chapter, but its necessary. Hope you like it!

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Chapter 13:

-(Virginia)-

"Thank you, Abby." Kristina said to the African America young women next to her, the witch seemed stiff with uncertainty.

"It's the least I could do." She whispered. Kristina felt responsible for her wick and sorrowful tone. The hybrid had stricken a deal with the witch. The deal required the young Bennett witch to tap into some dark magic in order to successfully put Mikael into a deep slumber.

He had lied to her about everything, about all his motives behind wanting his son dead. Mikael had lied about how he would never put her in harms way and, most of all, how Niklaus had killed her family. It had all been a lie to get Kristina to bring him to the edge of death, only for Mikael to try to kill her and Klaus.

"Is he…" Abby's question trailed of to silence. Her deep brown seemed lost in the train of thought and her powerful hands twitched uncontrollably. The witch was nothing compared to Kristina power but strong magic ran deep in her kinship. After all she was a Bennett.

"He isn't dead but in a deep sleep." Kristina said gently picking up Mikael motionless body, which as wrapped in a white linen fabric, and placing him in the back of her jet black, beat up Jeep, Cherokee.

It had worked, Mikael was out of her way and she didn't have to run from him anymore. Everything was good. She was going to put him in a nice cemetery up in Charlotte (check) NC, then head up to Tennessee to a pack of werewolves that she had spark an interest in.

"But I don't understand." Abby said. The young witch was still clueless even after Kristina had explained everything to her. She was still in shock from taking a life.

"What is so difficult?" Kristina said her eyebrows netted slightly, their was so much people didn't get these days.

"How are you alive?" She said netting her eyebrows. Kristina gave a little sigh, and looked at the witch with kind grey eyes.

"When I was human, a witch daggered me in the heart. She thought that would kill me. Somehow, Mikael caught knowledge of the dagger, located it and dagger me. He thought it would kill me this time but it didn't. Werewolves can't be killed by silver." The raven head said. She could see the wheels turning in Abby's chocolate eye.

"Wise man's error." Kristina said shrugging, but her heart started to pump faster. Thank god, Abby wasn't a vampire. Vampires could have sensed the disruption in it's rhythm.

It was a lie; well the last part was. Kristina could still be killed but only by a creature that killed her the first time, a witch. It was all very confusing stuff, half of it being very experimental and the other half being based off of common assumptions.

Abby just walked her to the driver sit nodding innocently; poor thing was still raking her brain over how she was created and over the life she had taken.

She had killed to put Mikael down, but it was for the greater good. The man had been a killer. Kristina was 621 this coming August. She had lived long enough to realize that humans, witches, werewolves and vampires die. It was the flow of things on the earth, not everyone could live for eternity, not even her.

"Will I-" Abby started shakily, her voice cracking a little.

"You will be fine, your powers will slowly return and Mikael will never rise again. For now I must say goodbye, I have some work to do with some wolves." Kristina said lightly giving her a hug and driving off down South.

-(Tennessee)-

"Hey Blondie, your dumb dog is running away." Kristina said in a smart-ass tone as she looked out the window to see what looked like a hairy rat, running down the deserted main road. Her tipsy body and her fogy mind got the best of her as she made it to the last step of the stairs. She stumbled down, catching herself before she made any real contact with the wooden floor. Unfortunately, her bottle of hard liquor wasn't as lucky.

"Shit, I spilt the vodka." Kristina muttered half laughing and half pouting at the Vodka pool on the floor. The new century had brought out a new Kristina, one that was rarely in a sober state or a right mind.

"Kristina. No one likes a sloppy drunk." Said Brittany, the blonde, walking outside and gave a loud whistle that seemed to echo through the humid summer air.

"You know that's rubbish!" The raven-head girl yelled at Brittany before plugging in her headphones, blaring her new favorite genre of music, rap. She swiftly cleaned up the shattered pieces of glass, throwing the hazard in the backyard trashcan. Her stomach let out a loud wolf like grumble and before even thinking her path was sent to the kitchen.

-(Mine while in the hall way)-

"He is in Tally. It's near the border. A bar called southern comfort, it's up highway forty-one. " Said the brunette with tears clouding her vision and her voice shaking.

"Thank you my love. Now let my friend come in." Niklaus said his grip on the blonde's neck tightly.

"Yes." She sobbed as the tears rolled down her face in fear.

"Kill this one quickly." The hybrid muttered pushing the blonde towards Stefan. "Make that one suffer." He said pointing to the brunette girl.

The powerful hybrid was about to leave Stefan to his murderous work until he heard some one start sing. How could he miss it, he questioned himself. There was another small heart fluttering from the kitchen.

"Is there anyone else here?" He said his voice stern as hell. Both girls tensed as he ignored their no's and walked to the doorway of the kitchen.

Niklaus couldn't place his finger on who the outline of the girls belonged to. Her jet-black hair seemed unnaturally straight and slightly layered, ending at the bottom of her shoulder blades. She wasn't wear much, except for a pair of tight black spandex with a large white under V-neck that seemed to be a too big on her lean figure. The woman seemed so familiar; it aggravated him that he could place who it was. The way her head was tilted slight to the right and the way her left foot ran up and down her right calf slowly made him think of someone he knew.

"If you havin' girl problems I feel bad for you son, I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one." Kristina sung along as she licked the spoon of the strawberry ice cream. She swayed her hips to the music that blared in her ears, 99 problems, Jay-Z.

Kristina felt hands on her hips, which made her jump slightly, but she didn't back away. The sense of an Alpha literally oozing off of the visitor and she realized it was Zack. She kept swaying her hips against his thigh as she let the vodka influence her actions. Her boyfriend wasn't due to arrive till tomorrow night but the surprise was greatly welcome.

Him grazed her neck lightly with his lips, making a trail of goosebumps erupt across her skin and a slight giggle escape her rose lips.

Her scent was so sweet, it was overwhelming the way it filled his head and over took his actions. He felt his face transform into the devilish eyes and the sharp, blood trusty fangs. Before he would recoil himself from doing something seriously dangerous, he lightly dug his teeth into the soft olive skin of her neck. Her blood on his lips made his mind rush with old memories, which instantly made him think about one person and one person only.

"What the hell Zack!?"Kristina yelled as she felt his teeth cut her neck lightly. The pain of the bite was nothing to her; it was the action itself that pissed get off. Before the raven-head could turn and confront Zack, she was pinned to the mini marble island in the middle of kitchen.

Her misty grey eyes meet unexpected shock blue eyes that sent electricity up and down her spine. His eyes seemed to burn holes in her hundreds years of memory and left her baffled with the memory she had left.

"Shit." Kristina muttered breathless.