Runaway Daughter [Mikaelson Daughter] ✓

Chapter 15

Bonnie and Caroline had just pulled up to the School when both Stefan and Alaric came running out.

Each speaking over the other to the point that the girls couldn't understand what the hell they were saying.

"Ok, both of you need to calm down. Now one person speak." Care spoke out, using her teacher's voice and it quickly shut them both up.

"Something else is happening and we don't know what it is. It's happening more frequently within the past hour." Alaric spoke, Stefan a little too jittery to speak.

The man was falling apart with fear from the inside out and nobody could help him.

"Alright, well, where is she?" Bonnie asked.

She wouldn't look at Stefan, which he completely understood. He was just very appreciative of her being there and helping.

They led the girls to Stefan and Aspen's room. When they walked inside they were appalled by the scene in front of them.

Aspen was laying on the bed but the veins on her were thrumming.

Blue veins were the most vibrant they could ever have been. They were practically neon.

The black veins were pitch black, darker than the night but they had a bit of a vibrant orange in them.

Each veins were lighting up and then dimming every second. You could see it spreading and was overtaking her body.

Bonnie finally snapped out of her daze and walked up to the girl on the bed.

Bonnie was about to touch her forehead when she felt a push on her shoulder. Like somebody was shoving her away from the girl.

She pushed forward and finally reached her, she put her hand on her forehead and immediately she felt four different things.

Death.

Power.

Ancient Magic.

And Pain.

Bonnie screamed out in Pain and felt her fingers starting to break.

Every bone in her hand was breaking and holding her there.

She couldn't move.

Being the supreme witch she is, she pushed through the pain and whimpered a spell to go in the girl's head.

Everything went black.

Bonnie woke up on the floor.

She looked around to see everything was black. Something that resembled water was on the floor but her shoes weren't getting wet and neither were her clothes.

She stood up and dusted herself off, regardless if there was dust or not.

A breeze swept by her, making her shiver.

It didn't feel like an ordinary breeze, it felt cold, almost dark.

She walked around wherever she was and did for a good minute until she heard what sounded like crying.

She found a single door.

A plain white door.

The crying was coming from the other side of it.

So she put on her bravery and took a deep breath and went straight through.

She came face to face with what looked like a garden.

It was really beautiful.

There was a small hedge going around in a circle and made a dome top with vines that had flowers dangling from it. A little river runs through it, creating a peaceful noise.