The night after the full moon, In the city of New Orleans, where New Orleans witches are consecrated Not even the fresh smell of rain on honeysuckle could hide the smell of death in the place where the great original witch was once held as a vampire.
Witches found the bodies of two men, both confirmed to be from Hayley's pack; no one knew how they got there, just that this morning a witch visiting her loved one let out a piercing scream, drawing all other witches to her and causing them to call their regent out of his bed.
Vincent studied the bodies; they were in horrible shapes, with their mouths disfigured and hearts missing; there was no way they could hide this. Though they were not responsible for these wolves' deaths, it seems whoever was responsible wanted the blame to be on the New Orleans witches or something more sinister.
The ancestors have been awfully quiet the past few weeks. Vincent welcomed it at first, but he started to get worried. Now he knew why they were helping whoever hid the bodies here.
Vincent was not sure why they were helping each other, but the end goal was obvious: they wanted war between the witches and the wolves. With Hayley being part of the family of the Mikealsons, they would surely get involved too.
"I know someone who can help," Zaci said, coming next to him. "But she doesn't exactly like the idea of helping us."
"Who is it?" Vincent turned to look at her. He was surprised she was still living in New Orleans; a few weeks ago she had told him she was moving, sold her home, and everything.
Zaci had always been his friend, but even more so after his wife was locked up. She was his rock, and her leaving would devastate him, but he knew why she wanted to leave.
"Bonnie Hopkins," Zaci mused, he had already met the witch; he knew she was totally out of his league magic-wise; he also knew exactly who she was, but he would let her keep her secret; it was less work for him, but if she helped him and the ancestors caught wind of who she was, would that be for the good of his people?
"I have met her once," Vincent told her, walking away from the bodies deeper into the cemetery to where the regent's study is.
"She can help us identify who it is or talk to the Mikealsons into not killing most of us," Zaci said, "but she will need a favour afterwards."
Vincent nodded, but honestly, he didn't know what to do. He knew what would be best for his people, but the ancestors didn't like the idea of hiding this; they wanted to take the blame. Whatever was happening, they were sure they would win, and that scared him.
"What will she do?" Vincent asked as they entered the workshop.
"I'm not sure, but if you agree, the two of you can discuss it," Zaci says, touching his shoulders and coming in front of him. She looks at him.
"I'm not sure, but if you agree, the two of you can discuss it," Zaci says.
After a few moments of silence "Are you okay?" She asked him with concern in her eyes, and Vincent sighs.
"Just another day of being regent; I thought we would have peace for a little longer, but the an-," Vincent stops; he trusts Zaci with his life, but she didn't have the highest opinion of the ancestors after one of them killed her baby brother. He didn't want to worry her anymore.
"I will always worry, especially when it comes to you," she tells him, pushing her shoulders into him as she leans her head on his shoulders.
"I'll call Bonnie and ask her to come, but you'll have to deal with it," Zaci says. She kisses him on the cheek and walks away, and he watches her.
I'm going to need to talk to her outside this cemetery soon.
Bonnie was having lunch with Hayley when she got a call from Zaci. She asked Hayley for an excuse before leaving the table.
"Hey Zaci," Bonnie answered. She could tell something was wrong the moment she heard Zaci's voice. They have been friends a few weeks now but they felt like they knew each other like the back of their hands.
"Hey, Bonnie, the regent of New Orleans witches would like to meet up with you; it's important," Zaci said, but Bonnie could tell from the tone in her voice that it wouldn't be for fun. Did he find out who I am?
"Do you know why?" Bonnie asked nervously
."I do; it's not good we need help or things could get a little frantic over the city," Zaci muttered, "I can't tell you over the phone either, but you should call him.". Another witchy thing I'm being pulled into
"Okay, is it about you? Are you in danger?" Bonnie questioned, If it involves Zaci, I would help, but anyone else can just leave me alone.
After a few minutes of nothing, she called out Zaci's name.
"Look, how about you pass by me and I tell you?" Zaci sighs. "After that, you can decide if you can help us or not," Zaci adds.
Bonnie went to sit back by Hayley once she was off the phone.
"What was that about?" Hayley asked her, was she listening in, Do vamps not care about privacy?
"I don't know, but Zaci hardly calls me being vague" Bonnie tells her, because it was true she had been in New Orleans for almost 3 months, and for most of that she and Zaci were friends, and she never asked for a favour. If she needed to tell Bonnie something she did immediately not being able to wait until she saw her.
"Do you think it's about my pack?" Hayley asks, her eyes laser-focused on me. Bonnie shrugged; she really doesn't feel like getting involved if that were the case.
"Can I go with you then?" Hayley urged, and Bonnie just nodded. If it was concerning Mikealson, she could cut the messenger role in half. She finished eating, and Hayley called and asked Freya to pick Hope up from school for her.
Bonnie and Hayley took Hayley's car to Zaci, with Bonnie directing her there. As they got closer, she felt the atmosphere changing; she wasn't sure if it was her doing or just something of her imagination. When they arrived, Zaci was on her porch knitting, a hobby she took up since she was not working anymore. Bonnie had met her when she was showing her last house.
"I brought a friend," Bonnie said, as they stepped onto the porch. Zaci nodded and asked them if they needed anything.
Bonnie shook her head. If she wanted, she would just go inside and get what she wanted, but given that Hayley was a vamp, Bonnie was sure she didn't want Hayley inside, so she took a seat next to the porch swing with Zaci while Hayley stood opposite them.
Zaci looked at Hayley and sighed. "This morning, when some witches went to do their usual morning duties, we found some bodies; their hearts were missing and their faces were disfigured," Zaci told them, looking towards Bonnie now.
"We are not sure if it's Hayley wolves, but it could be," Zaci said.
"So someone just randomly dumped my wolves' bodies in your ancestors' well?" Hayley asked angrily.
Bonnie look at her with raised eyebrows; she knew if the wolves were in fact hers, it would confirm Bonnie's theory, but there was no need to be hostile towards Zaci, who was just the messenger.
"I really do not know; a new orleans witch could have planted it their but you know they would never involve me in their nonsense," Zaci sighed, rolling her eyes.
Hayley asked her to describe how the bodies looked exactly and how they found them. Zaci answered to the best of her knowledge.
"When can we see the bodies?" Hayley asked
"I'll call Vincent and tell him you and Bonnie are coming," Zaci said. She was honestly expecting Bonnie alone to come, but with Hayley here, that could be worse or better for the witches.
Bonnie say that Hayley was going to pester Zaci so more but she stopped her.
"Hayley, if you need to make some calls, go ahead while I talk to Zaci," Bonnie suggested. Hayley glared at Bonnie. Bonnie looked away from her.
"So why did you call me?" Bonnie asked Zaci
"I suggested it to Vincent since you told me you and the original hybrid were friends," Zaci said wiggling her eyebrows.
"I only told you that cause I know how witches like to gossip and I needed to give you the option of staying friends with me," Bonnie mumbled, zaci touched her shoulders.
"Well you are stuck with me now," Zaci told her
"But I also called you becsuse as much as I hate being tied to the ancestors, I do want to help Vincent." Zaci said looking away from Bonnie and continued knitting.
"I don't know what he'll let you do, but if you can help, we would owe you a favour." Zaci said. Bonnie nodded and leaned her head on Zaci's shoulders.
"Are you sure you are okay?" Bonnie told her she knew how horrifying seeing dead bodies was, and she couldn't imagine how they looked with their faces disfigured too.
"I don't know; before I met you, I was leaving the city, but now that you are here, I feel like it's my duty to stay here with you and mam," Zaci told her, stopping her needles. Bonnie reached out for a hand.
"I do have something planned, but it has to wait until after I get my house, okay?" Bonnie said. "But I know how awful it feels; it feels like it's your duty to do something, but you don't have to stay in the city."
"I know, but I never had a friend like you beside Vincent, but that's kind of different, plus my mom took you under her wing as a daughter, and as your older sister, I'm here to help you," Zaci told her.
It was true that her mom invited her to eat at least once a week; she even brought Amaka and her sister with her once. If she wasn't with the Mikealson women, checking up on Dene and Amaka, she was here with Zaci or her mom.
After ensuring that Zaci was okay, she promised that she would pass by tomorrow for dinner with Amaka and her sister. She walked up to Hayley, who was leaning against her car.
"Did you do what you had to do?" Bonnie asked her
"Look Bonnie I know that-," Hayley started.
"I really don't care what you have to say, but don't group Zaci and her family in with the rest of New Orleans witches, okay?" Bonnie cut her off. "So however you may speak with those witches, I won't really tolerate it towards them."
"Yes, but still, I would have gotten more information." Hayley exasperates Bonnie rolls her eyes and goes towards the passenger seat.
"We are going to do exactly that," Bonnie tells her.
"Yeah, but we are going with Elijah," Hayley says.
"Are we running low on Mikealsons?" Bonnie asked exasperately
"Would you have preferred Klaus?" Hayley asked, causing Bonnie to groan. Between the two of them, she guesses Elijah is usually the reasonable one.
"Sooo, you're just not going to tell me?" Hayley asked, and Bonnie shrugged.
"I knew the ancestors might be plotting something, but I thought it was for me, not the wolves," Bonnie said.
"No, not that, I mean you and Klaus," Hayley said. Bonnie rolled her eyes. Vamps are so weird, the world could be ending, and they wanted to gossip.
"There is nothing to tell," Bonnie mumbled.
"Really, Rebecca said you guys were basically dry humping by his car," Hayley laughed.
"Rebecca is being dramatic," Bonnie said, throwing her hands up in the air.
" Your friend literally wiggled her eyebrows when she mentioned him,"Hayley pointed out. Bonnie sighed and push herself down the car seat.
"Look, I get the allure of being with Klaus, but just be careful," Hayley advises.
"I am; whatever happens between us, he will just be another notch on my belt," Bonnie tells her seriously. Cause it is true, right.
They stopped by the ancestor's well; Bonnie got out of the car and turned to Hayley.
"Whatever bodies are here, they have been dead for a while," Bonnie says.
"How can you tell, Miss Bennett?" she hears Elijah asks from behind her, and she turns to him.
"I was the anchor for a few months, you know," Bonnie says like it's the most obvious thing in the world. She sighs and walks towards where she can sense Vincent's magic.
If she wanted, she could still access her anchor powers. Though she no longer was the anchor, she could still go to the other side, and somehow now she was able to interfere with witches' spells if they tried contacting someone from the other side.
"Bonnie, I was told it was just you and Hayley coming," Vincent said.
"Yes, Hayley called me here," Elijah said.
"Yes, who better to help than someone as old as the mud beneath our feet?" Bonnie said, walking up to Vincent.
"So are the bodies still there?" Hayley asked, before Bonnie continued to insult Elijah even more.
Why she ask can't she smell it? Vincent nodded and guided them towards it. Bonnie felt eyes on her, and she turned, but only Elijah and Hayley were there.
When they arrived at the bodies and she saw how the bodies looked, she immediately flashed back to the vision of Klaus in chains surrounded by wolves and the dark-haired man. Bonnie was able to move within the vision and stepped over the wolves so she could get closer to Klaus, but she glanced up to see that behind the dark-haired man she saw Finn. He was laying there with a bite mark on his arm that looked like a wolf bite but was much nastier and was spreading to his arm.
"Ms. Bennett, are you alright?" She heard Elijah ask, and she held her head and blink a few times before glaring at Elijah. He interrupted her vision, and she could have seen something more.
She pushed his hands off her and looked around the room for Hayley, but she wasn't there.
Bonnie walked out of the room with the bodies. To be near some fresh air, she took some deep breaths, and when she came to herself, she realised Elijah had called her by her true last name,
Fuck, he just can't do shit right, Bonnie felt Vincent come next to her. "The first times are always the hardest, you know," Vincent said wistfully. Bonnie nodded. It was not the bodies that shocked her; it was the fact that her visions were expanding, something that had never happened before. Should she be worried?
Bonnie walked up to where Hayley touched her shoulders. She felt Hayley's body trembling; she wasn't sure if it was because she was crying or the anger she felt coming from her.
"I know you said they were dead already, but still, I feel like I could have done something to prevent this," Hayley said, her voice hoarse. Bonnie pulled Hayley into her; over the past few weeks, Hayley has felt like a failure of an alpha not being able to protect her pack, and now here with their bodies to confirm they are indeed dead, it couldn't have been nice.
They stood like that for a while before Hayley went off to make some calls to their families.
Bonnie walked back into the room and finally observed the bodies. It was as bad as she thought; they looked like they were half wolves, but with their fangs missing and eyes wide open in fear, and their chest had a gap where their heart should be.
Yeah, it's definitely a vampire, but why bring them here? Bonnie thought as she touched the walls of the room, walking out the bodies. She could feel the ancestors magic; they were trembling, aching, and rotting.
Whatever was happening involved the ancestors, and somehow now it was her responsibility to get rid of the ancestors, not only because they were behaving too callously but because they played a role in breaking up her family. If only things were that simple.
She stopped behind Elijah, observing him; he was looking at the bodies like he was a mortician in one of his lives.
"Elijah," Bonnie called to him, and he looked at her with his eyebrows raised.
"Where is Finn right now?" Last time she heard he was dead, but she couldn't feel him; she knew Kol was there because someone was trying to reach him and failing.
"The bastard is dead in Freya's necklace," Vincent said with contempt in his voice. Bonnie nodded.
I guess that's the original that was in his body, plus it explains why Finn wasn't on the other side. "Do you think he did this?" Vincent inquired.
Bonnie shook her head. Vincent went to ask a question again, but Bonnie spoke again. "Elijah, I would like to have dinner with your whole family tonight."
"Have that arranged, won't you?" She told him with a smile that she couldn't hold off telling them about her vision any longer if whatever that man became could possibly kill an original, and killing an original, specifically Klaus, could mean the death of people she loved.
"Of course," Elijah said, and Bonnie nodded.
"Vincent, we'll talk soon," Bonnie said, tapping him on the shoulder, before walking out of the room.
When Bonnie reached home, She slid her back against the door and cried. After went for a shower, as she dressed,her body ached.
"Will I make it out alive this time?" Bonnie felt a pleasant chill roll down her back.