She woke up like it was every other day and got dressed the way she normally did. The smile and small kiss to Jaime who spoke of sports and the standing of Mystic high in school division the type of conversation normal people had. She laughed when she was supposed to and did her duty as the best friend of Elena and Caroline. Bonnie even gave her normal apology for her dramatic behavior to Damon and Stefan saying she has done her fair share of things for Elena. At lunch at school she played with the cafeteria food when it finally hit her. As if a truck slammed in her brain, the realization that she was born to die and so was her future children. The last name that completed her name was a death sentence, a never-ending reminder of all the deceased members of her family. Magic would be the death of her and had defined her now. She was no longer the former cheerleader, the ex of Jeremy Gilbert, not even the token black chick. She was the witch born to be used and died, thought caused one tear to roll down her face infected the mash potatoes with her sadness. She got up from her lunch table absent of friends who were battling their personal demons and walked out of school. Tonight would be the day she took back her destiny.
At home Bonnie Bennett gathered the old gasoline container that sat in the corner of the garage covered with dust and the paint thinner. She got into her car driving until she was half a block away from Klaus's home to be careful. The sun slowly crept down the sky almost lingering begging her to change her mind. Nothing could change the brown eyed girl who found so much comfort in her decision that it reminded her of life before Stefan. The slow walk to the Mansion was hampered by the loud sloshing of the liquids in the containers that called all that could stop her. Yet no one came, not a hybrid in sight came to stop the rogue witch even as began to cover the perimeter of the house with the flammable products. Magic lit the chemicals causing a halo of fire to envelope the house with flame. A soft chuckle was heard in the noise of the cackling flame.
Bonnie whipped her head around to see a figure that instantly reminded her of Elijah or even Klaus by the way he moved. Ever step invoked terror as it slowly approached still softly laughing. She closed her eyes and waited for the blackness to become her permanent home. The wind filled her nostrils with the smoke and ashes and hands were upon her. The hand caressed more than squeezed feeling over her tendons in her like strings on a guitar. Bonnie willed her eyes not to open and relaxed even more to the grip. The hands felt soft to the touch as it futher loosen it's grip on her. The soft breath felt so cold next to the burning heat crackled louder and louder as it removed memories of the house of pain. Her captor pulled her close to it's body the buttons of what she assumed to be buttons of a coat pressed into her back introducing the first bit of pain she felt that night.
"I should kill you." The voice said with an odd English accent that could not be Klaus or even Elijah. "Get out of here!" The voice said pushing away so hard she fell on the cobblestone driveway.
It was only then she opened her eyes to see who had declared her life worth living and shocked to see the strange man in front of her. Everything about screamed that he was an original which further confused her why she was lying on the floor with a beating heart. Her eyes made contact with the dead eyes of the man which glisten from the flame by them.
"Who are you?" she asked astonished at the calm demeanor.
"Kol Mikealson, the brother of the home you are burning down" Kol said with a twinkle in his eyes. He sped up quickly so he was in her face in a fraction of a second. She didn't even flinch looking at him unblinkingly into his eyes not even her heart skip beat. His face reflected the confusion he felt in his mind. "You want die" he said as if the words were rarely spoken in his vocabulary.
"Why does it even matter? Just do it!" Bonnie yelled as she pulled herself off the fall. She dusted herself with her shredded hands from the fall spreading the damage that had been caused. Kol got up now towering over her who head only reaching his shoulder. He took her hand kissing the small cuts that were sprinkled on her underhand. She flinched at the burning sensation of his saliva on the wounds.
"I wouldn't kill such a pretty little thing over something so trivial." Kol lied. He had killed for much less after all his last massacre was on a few weeks ago at the batting practice park. The boldness of her act made her worthy of a free pass in his mind. Suddenly a hybrid jumped out from the bushes launching himself at Bonnie who once again did nothing. Kol quickly grabbed the man by the neck cutting off his air flow causing the man to gape without sound. He turned around to see the reaction of the brown hair girl who still had the look of defiance on her face. He snapped the man with ease like his neck was a toothpick. The body fell landing in an awkward position with the hybrid man's eyes still wide open and mouth curled.
"Why would you want this Bennett" Kol asked again stepping over the dead body. He stroked her face too softly for her comfort as she glared at him furiously.
"It's my decision. Mine alone! Don't you take that away from me!" She screamed whacking the hand away. Anger tears spilled down her eyes as she continued. "I refuse to die at the whim of other, I need this." Her voices become as small as a whisper. She flung the hot debri at him hoping to evoke the anger she had heard so much about. He batted it away like it was flies even as the hot embers sprinkled onto his face.
His mouth was upon her even as she cursed his existence and fought furiously against his touch. He enjoyed the curses that littered from her mouth into his, taking his time in letting go. Bonnie pushed him away from her sending him flying but the minute he landed he was in front of her again. She wiped the stench of vampire off her lips so hard it left droplets of blood on her lips.
"Don't do that again!" she yelled in his face bringing a smile to his face. She looked at him questionable as his smile beamed as if he had received a new toy.
"That was a decision, right?" Kol pointed out. "I know all about you Bonnie Bennett. I know the songs you like, the clothes you wore, and especially the friends and boyfriend you once had".
"Jeremy" She gasped out.
"How about you use more of the word "No" towards you associates, not just your enemies" He said so casually you would think they were friends. "We can all tell how tired your eyes look, how empty they have become. My family is very accustom to the signs of the deaths of souls as well as bodies."
Bonnie wanted to say it wasn't true that the urge to join her grandmother had never been stronger. All who she had loved had betrayed her and it was only a matter of time before she would find herself in a grave for the sake of Elena. She was furious at the same time that all the originals could see what her friends missed and preyed on her. Tonight she pretend like he was just another boy and she was another girl .He grabbed her hand and with a tug took her to the lone car that sat in the driveway. They crawled upon it and watch the home burned to the ground.
"Why hasn't anybody come?" she said in a whisper.
"I did what I do best so don't expect anyone for a while" Kol replied.
She consciously tried to push the images of dead bodies laying their motionless because of her need for revenge. The fact did not deter the satisfaction she felt watching Klaus's hardwork ruined by her act. The thought of Klaus's reaction made her feel almost orgasmic. The dark side seemed to be so fun that its tendrils were slowly dragging her into its abyss. She looked over to the young original that sat next to her enjoying it almost as much as her.
"Don't you care for your brother?" she asked slowly
"Yes, but it doesn't mean I don't find joy in his misery when moments present itself" he replied looking straight into the flame. His face was half illuminated giving her a foreboding feeling that was override by curiosity.
"Now you sit beside the perpetrator with a smile. I am not a fool of how bloodlust works."
Kol's head turned slowly inch by inch it showed his meancing look. The one thing who never get this night would be fear from the witch which sparked more curiosity the thousand year old vampire.
"As much as I would enjoy hearing your heart slow it's pace as your jugular pumped into my eager mouth and discard your empty vessel. You missing one factor that I just can't live without in my meals" He liked his lips at the thought of the many meals he had over the years.
"What?" the words jumped out of Bonnie's mouth
"Fear, of course" as if every person in the world indulged in vampirism he spoke of feeding and preferences. There was something about his honesty made her feel safer than she felt with Stefan and Damon. Their urge to prove themselves different from the rest of their kind made her sick when she knew at the end of the day they all fell victim to their desire time and time again.
"Why do such brass act with no back up?" Kol asked
"Your brother constantly reminds me of my place and my friends help reinforce it. I just wanted to do something." She rapidly spat out
"Ah, but what in life could you possible want that you think is worthy of death. What do you want?" Kol said scooting closer closing the little gap left on the car roof.
Something about this event was so date like that it scared her. The calmness of watching a house burn and collapse made it feel like a firework event. He brought about a normalcy that Jaime tried too hard to bring but his excitement made her ache for something else.
"I wanted a normal life where I am me, not something to be used and forgotten" she admitted
Throughout his travels he had dine with king and queens, fed on princes, and was well read from the books of old from the monastery kept hidden. The one thing he always learned that power comes and goes but the person behind the imaginary thought could bring power back without even a grain of sand to their names. He thought for a moment before he spoke again.
"Power must be taken" he said darkly.
She looked at him hard wanting to say some smart comeback but she didn't care anymore. Hanging out with her enemy had given a small ounce of emotion that she had felt since Klaus kidnapped her. She had often wondered how powerful she really was in the wake of the constant battles. She mouthed the words she wished to say but stay silent as the words lingered in the air. It weaseled into her brain with his voice attached sounding so tempting.
"You will never be normal or have a normal life. You are the being who hold the faith of so many in your grip and the apex of your kind. Enjoy it and embrace it. A descendant of Ayanna who helped bring about my family's existence in this form. Let me show what is beyond your little book" His face lit up by the fire did not hide the devilish features of her companion. She jumped off the car and gathered her stuff as she began to saunter down the driveway to the car. She wanted to run off before he said anymore words that made his side seem even more desirable.
"Where are you going?" He demanded as he jumped in front of her wearing a shock expression.
"You are an Original who has attacked more than one of my friends and I'm a Bennett witch who has tried to kill your family members more than onceā¦" She said pushing him away from her path. As she continued she spun around to the frozen figure. "Show me what you have to offer and maybe you can have me." A smile graced her face as she felt her fire in her soul come back. This was a date in a sick sort of way, the same man who beat Damon senselessly had spurred an itch inside her soul
Kol chuckled while yelling back at the disappearing figure "I will have you as mine too, no matter who or what gets in my way"
Bonnie hoped he was telling the truth because a small part of her heart wanted Elena to feel the pain she felt for who she loved. Maybe she could be with this dangerous figure but what fun it would be with an even playing field. A part of Bonnie died the day she sat in tears in that driveway but something much darker had replaced it this night. His words haunted even in her dreams later that night. She would take back her power that she had given up and she didn't care who got in her way.
Klaus asked angrily a few hours later why his home was nothing but a pile of ash and all his hybrids lay dead around his property. The younger brother could only answer that he found a reason to stay in Mystic Falls after all. Nothing should happen to his new love and he would make all that hurt her pay. He set off to find his first offering to his new obsession.
This may or may not have a follow up. This little story actually reminded me to put in more badass bonnie. I realize I have fallen into that stupid trap of making people the victim. I am going to make the way I thought of her because I can definitely relate with some of things she goes through
