4 of March of 2010

"Katherine." Caroline said as she looked in the mirror to see the curly haired doppelganger behind her.

"Care to share how you couldn't follow through with one simple task?" Kitty Kat inquired, narrowing her eyes at the blonde vampire.

"I tried, ok?" Caroline replied almost rolling her eyes. She had spent the whole day talking Elena out of a relationship with an immortal, which hit a bit close to home as she too was in a relationship with a human. "But I couldn't exactly kidnap my best friend."

"Occupy her. That's all I asked." Katherine stated, getting closer to the baby vampire.

"Occupying someone, it's not my best trait." Care said as I stepped out of the bathroom stall.

"I don't know Care Bear, I think you're pretty good at it." I declared, coming face to face with the five-hundred-year-old doppelganger. Said doppelganger looked at me surprised before she smirked.

"Well, would you look at that." She said. "The Bennett Witch I had yet to meet. I had a few Bennett friends."

"I'm aware. Emily likes to talk about how much of a traitor you are." I replied deadpanning, she was trying to play mind games with the wrong witch. "I mean she served you as a close friend and you sold her out to the council, as her descendant it's my duty to dish out well-deserved punishment."

"Please, what can a baby vampire and a noob witch do?" She snarked with a snarl on her face. "I've been around for five centuries, you're way out of your league."

"Funny you say that." Caroline spoke out, chuckling slightly. Before the older vampire could reply I intervened.

"Ossox." I chanted under my breath, concentrating on Katherine's legs which violently cracked, putting the vampire on her knees. Before she had time to heal I stepped behind her and put both of my hands on her shoulders forcing her down. "Ah Sha Lana."

That was the most powerful incantation of the pain infliction spell that I knew off, I had asked Emily for help and she apparently got it from our most bitchy ancestor, Tessa. Don't ask me how she got it, but since I wanted to use in on Katherine's doppelganger ass I bet Tessa I watching this with glee. Probably imagining I was torturing Amara for the kicks of it, but still, thanks oh vengeful ancestor of mine.

The vampire meanwhile was squirming under my hands, her voice rough from the screams that left her throat. I held it for a moment longer until I felt she couldn't take it anymore. "Don't even think of running, there's a boundary spell and a cloaking one which is why you didn't ear me before, and by nobody can hear you scream." I whispered in her hear and left the rest of the show for Caroline.

Before the older vampire could reply Caroline speeded towards her and sucker punched her in the face, making her fall to the ground with a groan. "Bitch don't you ever threaten me or my mother again."

Now that Caroline had punched the wench, I leaned into Katherine and whispered. "Santa Klausy is coming for you." I saw her eyes open in shock before I snapped my fingers and cracked her neck.

"You do know that Christmas was like three months ago right?" Caroline asked half smiling in good humor, as she slightly kicked Katherine out of her way with her high heels.

"Well Kitty Kat wasn't been nice and Santa Klaus is coming for her." I replied, amused by my own private jokes.

"I thought that was Krampus?" Caroline wondered out loud, as I took down the spells in the bathroom. Before I had time to react to the headache that hit me like a ton of bricks, Caroline was next to me with a worried face.

"I smell human blood." She said, looking at me concerned. Before I could reply I felt the blood coming out of my nose and frowned cleaning it with my sleeve.

"It's fine Care." I replied in hope of ending her worry. This was the first time I had ever bleed from my nose but, even with training, I had human limitations. I did just do a cloaking spell, a boundary spell, the bone breaking spell, a pain infliction spell that came from a two-thousand-year-old witch and then I took down two spells. All of that in less than 30 minutes. While I'm kind of proud that my limit is way superior to canon Bonnie in season two, more training was needed. "This happens when I reach my limit, a quick nap and I'm good to go again."

"I've seen you use magic for years, but this never happened." The blonde replied, still frowning.

"Relax." I replied, with a shrug. "Now that we've dealt with doppelbitch there's something I need your help with."

"What do you need?" Care asked, as we left the Grill and walked towards her car.

"I need you, my dear vampire friend, to compel some annoying human in the Mayor's office that refuses to sell a piece of land to a minor." I answered with a smirk.

"I do that, and I want in on the next plot." She replied with a knowing look on her face. "I totally hear you rambling to your self you know, plus that Santa Klaus threat was obviously future talk. So, Santa's real?"

"If by Santa you mean a thousand-year-old vampire named Klaus sure." I deadpanned as I drove us to City Hall. Damn troublesome blonde with Sherlock-like deductive skill. Still, I was planning on telling her as soon as Katherine was in the tomb. "And no, he doesn't have a white beard."

Now that we put the fear of God, or better yet the fear of Klaus into her, Katherine better listen to her self-preservation and leave us out of her Salvatore games.

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5 of March of 2010

"Now why have I been summoned here like a servant?" I ranted as I pushed the Salvatore Boarding House. "If you didn't get the memo this isn't 1864 when Bennett witches were slaves. So texting me with 'get your ass here now' will only result in me coming here to snap some neck or to pop some blood vessels."

As soon as I stepped in I noticed Caroline and Elena were also here. Meanwhile, both Salvatores looked like they had hit by a truck. "What the hell happened?"I asked, turning to Caroline.

"My mom knows, she attacked Damon and Stefan and she saw me eating one of her officers and the other one got killed when I used him as a human meat shield." Caroline replied obviously distressed, and I walked towards her and gave her a hug.

"It's going to be ok Care." I whispered in her ear, but the vampires in the room could hear me just fine. "We'll take care of this, Buffy and Willow against the world."

"We're going to lock her up for a few days until the vervain leaves her system, and we're going to compel her." Stefan informed as he pulled Elena closed to him to comfort her.

"It seems you have a sound plan, so why did you text me, Damon?" I asked the older Salvatore, who was nursing a drink on the couch.

"I might have stabbed the older Lockwood with a silver knife, and that might have backfired." He replied half smirking half rolling his eyes at the situation. "So witch who knows shit, talk."

"Oh, this is rich." I replied with a sarcastic laugh. "You piss off a werewolf and then have the gall to summon me like a slave, and now you want free information? Do you remember you still owe me? While the tomb was part of a deal I rescued your ass from the flames, you don't get to ask more favors until you pay up your dues."

Stefan and Elena looked at me with frowns, obviously expecting me to comply with this nonsense without getting anything in return, but Damon looked at me with understanding. The elder Salvatore wasn't an idiot, he was quite selfish and so was I. He looked thoughtful for a minute and then nodded.

"What do you want for 'saving my ass from the flames' as you put it?" Damon drawled out.

"Now your talking straight." I replied, sitting my self on the other couch in front of him. "I have recently bought something, and I need your help with fixing it."

Caroline sent me a knowing look, already knowing what this was about seeing as she had helped me bought it, while Peaches and Elena looked at me like I had grown another head.

"Can't you just help us out, Bonnie?" Elena asked quietly, looking at me with puppy eyes.

"No." I deadpanned at her. "They owe me, and my magic and knowledge aren't free and up for the taking, Elena."

Before the doppelganger could say anything else, Damon hummed in agreement. "I help you out with this, and you tell me any information you have on Lockwolf. Deal?"

"Seeing as this is a payment from a previous debt, you don't have the right to make a deal out of it." I replied, narrowing my eyes at me. "However, I'll let you have the information pro bono if you keep everything about what you're helping me with to yourself. No babbling to your baby brother either."

"Deal." He replied before Stefan intervened, and I nodded in agreement.

"Let's go then, the quicker you help me the quicker I help you." I informed as I got up from my seat. I walked towards Caroline and gave her another comforting hug, whispering that I would call her soon, and then left the house with the elder Salvatore fallowing me.

--

"So let me get his straight," Damon said as he looked at me sideways from the driver's seat. "you bought the land were Emily was murdered and the place is swarmed with dead witches, so you want me to compel all of the humans you hired to build a house to ignore the weird things the dead witches might do?"

"Exactly," I replied in agreement. "I also want you to compel them to work as fast as they can without dying and to forget all about it when it's done. I already have the schematics for the house, I just need it concluded."

"Why come to me with this?" He inquired, perplexed. "Why not ask Blondie? She's not as hot as me but she could still compel a few humans."

"Because you already know where Emily died, so it's not like I'm giving you any new information," I answered, rolling my eyes. "Caroline already helped me with buying the land, now it's your turn to make yourself useful."

I glared at me for a bit but ended up keeping quiet. Mostly because he had learned it was never too good to piss me off.

"How many humans are we talking about here?" He finally asked, as we arrived at the witch's house and noticed a large number of cars.

"Just a couple hundred, no biggie for you right?" I said with a smirk, while he glared at me annoyed. This was going to take a while.

--

"It's done," Damon growled at me, frustrated after compelling so many humans. "They've all been compelled to ignore weird shit, to work as fast as they can and to forget all about the job as soon as it's finished. You're gonna pay the poor idiots right?"

"I've already paid," I replied rolling my eyes. "I just want them to work well and fast."

"Good, now it's your part of the deal." Damon demanded, arching his eyebrows at me while smirking. "Tell me about Lockwolf."

"He triggered his curse because Katherine compelled some human to start a fight. He's in love with her and she's calling the shots." I replied, half groaning at Mason Lockwood idiocy.

"Why?" He asked, grimacing at Katherine using another foolish guy in love with her as a bootlicker.

"She needed a werewolf, and she knew the Lockwood's had the gene. Not to mention she want's something she gave the Lockwoods ages ago back." I informed him.

"What does that bitch want?" Damon inquired, obviously wanting to make sure that the doppelbitch never got it. He really wanted to piss on Katherine's plans for leaving him to believe her to be stuck in a tomb like a lovesick idiot for a century, good for him.

"The Moonstone." I replied. "It's a translucent, milky-colored, flat ovoid gemstone that binds a curse."

"Curse?" He asked, frowning. "You mean the Sun and the Moon curse?"

"That's what they call it." I replied, not lying but not telling him the truth either. Everybody did call it that, even though the curse itself was Esther's hybrid curse and not some half-assed shaman curse.

"You know where it is?" He asked, narrowing his eyes at me as if daring me to lie to him. "Who has it?"

"Mason has it, he hid it. I know where he hid it, but not where it is." I replied truthfully. I knew it was in a well somewhere in the woods near the Lockwood property, but this all town was surrounded by forests, making it hard to pinpoint the correct location.

"Stop talking witchy and start talking English." Damon rolled his eyes annoyed.

"I know he hid it in a well full of vervain somewhere in the woods, but I don't know where." I replied persuing my lips annoyed. I wanted to get my hands on the moonstone too if just to make sure this time it didn't end in Katherine's slimy hands.

"If we get our hands on the werewolf can you find it?" The vampire wondered.

"I could, but it would come with a price." I replied narrowing my eyes. "My magic always comes with a price, and don't you forget that."

"What do you want now?" He asked groaning.

"I get the information out of his head, and then you give the moonstone to me." I replied, already scheming ahead.

"What do you want the rock for?" He inquired suspiciously. "You want to lift the curse?"

"Whatever I want magical stone for is none of your business." I casually replied. "You get back at Katherine's by ruining her plans and I get the stone, deal?"

"Deal." Damon replied with a smirk akin to a shark's teeth as he smells blood in the water. Bloodthirsty little bugger.

---

8 of March of 2010

"Sabrina your here." Damon greeted as I let myself into the Boarding House as If I owned it, only to be greeted by Mason Lockwood chained to a chair while Damon forced wolfsbane down his throat.

"I see you started without me." I said, stepping closer to them and putting my bag on the floor.

"I couldn't let you have all the fun." The vampire replied as he grinned down at the groaning werewolf who was trying to spit out the wolfsbane.

"Whatever." I replied, searching my bag for the potion I had made with this little torture session in mind. Sure, canon Bonnie's plan had worked too but I didn't feel like wasting time entering Mason's head and it's always good to train my potions. Those cauldrons in my attic were just itching to be used.

"So how are going to do this?" Damon asked. "Breaking a few bones? Some popped blood vessels?"

"Don't be such a noob Lestat." I replied pulling a blue shimmering potion for my bag, pulling it up for him to see it. "This little thing here is a very potent truth potion. It's made using the root of blue calamus. Curiously enough werewolf packs actually have a ritual where they smoke it and then tell each other their deepest darkest secrets."

"Morgan le Fay, I thought you were cool." The vampire whined with a pout. "This plan could only sound more boring if it came from my baby brother's mouth."

"I don't mind getting my hands dirty, but I also don't feel like searching his mind." I said, rolling my eyes at the man-child known as Damon Salvatore. "I really don't feel like barfing by watching his memoir porn tape with Katherine."

The face he made was a cross between a grimace and puking. "Ugh, spare me that image."

"Exactly my point." I agreed, walking towards the werewolf with the potion in my hand. "This tastes like a bitch, so it might be torture enough just to drink it."

"Bonnie." Mason said, gaining conscience after the last dose of wolfsbane. "Don't do this. You don't need to be mixed up with vampires, I can help you. Vampire's kill humans, you know this isn't right. "

"Says the guy screwing the biggest vampire bitch of the last five centuries." I deadpanned as I opened the vial and forced it down his throat. He tried to spit it out but I used both my hands to force his jaw shut. Meanwhile, Damon sat down on the couch in front of the werewolf enjoying the show.

"Now, where's the moonstone?" I asked once I made sure the potion was already doing what it was meant to. "Exact location please."

The doppelganger of the guy that in my old world almost married Lady Gaga tried to force his mouth shut, but he couldn't fight the potion's power. "In a well, twenty minutes from the Lockwood mansion to the east."

"Any traps?" I inquired, already knowing about the vervain in the water. "Anything we should know about?"

"The well's water has vervain." He spilled out. "It's in a box hidden between the stone bricks."

I smiled pleased with myself and turned around to look at Damon who was looking at his phone. "I sent Stefan a text, they should be here soon." He said.

"Good, then my work here's done." I said walking towards the bottles of liquor to get myself a drink while I waited for Stefan to get me the stone. "Enjoy torturing the werewolf tho, I'm going to drink some of your booze."

He nodded at me while grinning down at the werewolf. I ignored the grunts of pains coming from the room and went into the basement with a glass of bourbon. Not my favorite but good enough for free alcohol.

--

"Your in this mess too?" Liz asked as I opened the door of her dungeon. "Your not a vampire are you Bonnie?"

"Nope." I replied closing the door behind me with my foot. "Town witch is the definition I mostly go by."

"Why are you here then?" She said, looking at me stumped. "They're monsters Bonnie, why are you helping them? Caroline isn't our Caroline anymore."

"Ugh." I bemoaned, I was definitely getting tired of dealing with judgemental humans. Did I seriously need to go about putting hexes into these idiots until they learned?

"Can you even listen to yourself? What kind of bullshit are you trying to spin? At least get half your facts straight." I ragged at the woman. "Caroline drinks blood now, big deal. The fact is your daughter hasn't been human for a while now and you, who actually knows about vampires, didn't have a freaking clue. You're her mother, you knew about the dangers in the city but you couldn't be bothered to even give her some vervain? Especially when I know Zach Salvatore used to supply the council, what's your excuse?"

"I know I should have been more aware, but I'm the sheriff I have responsibilities to this town and its people." Sheriff Forbes replied, trying to defend her actions. I, however, wasn't taking any of this shit.