AN: This is all going to being in the Vampire Diaries universe before moving into the Originals. The episodes and seasons are at the top of whichever chapters coincide with them so it's easier to know what's happened. Let me know what you think. Thanks!

9/9/19-EDIT: So, ladies and gents, I have decided to rewrite this story. Now, it was only supposed to be small things here and there. Turns out, I decided to do a MASSIVE overhaul. I've deleted whole chunks of story that don't matter, rewritten entire chapters. I mean... I've done a lot, but I didn't realize how many chapters this story had, so it's slow-goings. As a result, it'll be a little disjointed, so to help, I'm going to put a ~!~ under each chapter that I've edited. That way, you'll know which is the original and which is the remake. lol. Enjoy!

Chapter One

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Season 2, Ep. 19

Klaus

Cold, dead eyes stared down at her. There had been a hint of remorse that flashed for nothing more than an instant before disappearing completely again. The evil took over. It flowed into his features like the demon he was as his hands remained wrapped around her throat.

"I am sorry, but he's left me no choice." he told her in an even voice.

"Why?" she cried. Hot tears streamed down her cheeks.

There was a snap. A thud. Silence.

She woke with a start, gasping as she tried to steady her head. The nightmare was nothing new, but for some reason it was accompanied with an ungodly, searing pain in her head. Her vision turned white when she opened her eyes and her head throbbed. It felt like someone was stabbing her in the temple with a hot poker and twisting it just to be mean.

Just as suddenly as it began, the pain stopped. She breathed heavily as she tried to steady herself.

In the back of her head, beyond the sound of her own fading migraine, she heard something. It was soft, but growing in volume. Whispers, too many to count, folded over one another began to surround her. Her eyes narrowed and danced around the darkened room. The voices seemed to be coming from nowhere and everywhere all at once.

They spoke a single word over and over, but it was being repeated by a thousand different voices a thousand different ways. Louder and louder the whispers became until it was deafening. And still, she couldn't understand. There were too many. It was like being at a rock concert and trying to have a conversation with someone ten feet away. There was too much noise, and thankfully, the voices seemed to realize it.

Just as suddenly as it began, the voices stopped. The room went entirely silent for no longer than a breath until one voice bellowed:

"Bonnie."

The word rang in her ears clearly and made her back go tight. Without a second thought, she flung the blankets off her body and dressed before racing from the house.

In a decrepit building on the outskirts of Mystic Falls, Bonnie and Jeremy sat in the basement. It was quiet and peaceful. The dozens of candles they'd lit surrounded them. The pale orange glow felt warm and welcoming. In truth, the building would probably collapse if either of them so much as sneezed, but Jeremy felt comfortable. Perhaps it was simply because he was with Bonnie. Whatever the reason, he was content.

He stared at her as she wrapped herself deeply in her blanket, smiling as she looked around. Bonnie had told him once that she felt safe within those broken walls. She felt her family there, unknown generations of Bennett witches who were there to protect her. The thought creeped him out a little, but if she wasn't bothered, then neither was he.

As they sat in silence, listening to the way the candles' flames whirred, they noticed something in the distance. Jeremy and Bonnie perked at the same time. It was a car, the unmistakable sound of tires crunching over gravel and dirt. He shot her a look.

"Does anyone else know I'm here?" she asked quietly.

Jeremy shook his head and reached for a stake. "Stay here."

Bonnie rolled her eyes and stood regardless. He wanted to tell her to stay behind again, to demand it really, but of the two of them, she was probably the strongest. Relenting his efforts, the two walked up stairs and to the main level of the home. They stood behind the edge of a column and waited. When a car door slammed, they knew whoever had driven up was close.

Jeremy motioned for Bonnie to stay behind the obstruction, if anything so she wasn't seen, and to this she agreed. Neither of them wanted to risk Klaus or someone else seeing her after everything they had gone through to make her appear dead.

Slowly, still holding the stake, the young man began to make his way towards the door. He cursed every creaking floorboard.

The door suddenly swung open with a screeching groan and a figure emerged in the threshold. He took little solace in the fact that vampires couldn't enter because the Bennetts would kill them in an instant, but he was too tense to truly be calm.

"Is she safe?"

The feminine voice surprised him. In the shadow, he couldn't tell whether the figure had been male or female, but for whatever reason, Jeremy hadn't expected the visitor to be a she.

When he didn't reply, and Bonnie remained silent as well, he saw the figure glance around the threshold. Jeremy's grip tightened around the stake in his hand.

Vampires can't cross the threshold, he thought to himself. Vampires can't cross the-

The figure took a long, wide step and did just that. When nothing happened, when she didn't burst into flames or was blasted back through the door by a witchy-wind, the stranger approached the pair.

"Is she safe?" she asked again.

Jeremy opened his mouth to speak, but he couldn't. In the dim lights, he could see the intense green eyes staring back at him from the concerned face of a young woman and they were disarming. They almost glowed, not in an animal sort of way with the unsettling sheen, but like they were so unbelievably bright, that he could see them plainly despite it being almost too dark. Why did she look familiar?

"Kali?"

The sound of someone else brought Jeremy back into the moment. He snapped himself out of whatever delirium her eyes had pulled him into. Kali, that was her name, and he did know her.

The green eyes danced to the side and in his periphery, Jeremy saw Bonnie emerge from the shadows.

"Jesus, Bonnie." Kali was clearly relieved. "What happened?"

"How did you know I was here?"

"I had about fifty pissed off Bennetts yelling at me." She laughed lightly. "Amazingly enough, your Grams was the loudest one."

Bonnie seemed to muse sadly over the thought. Jeremy stared at Kali and felt as though the memories were falling back into place. He hadn't been friends with her, but he'd seen her around every once and a while. She was a friend of his sister's and Bonnie, some girl from school that was in their class. If he remembered right, she moved away a few years ago and apparently faded from his memory. In truth, back before his parents died, Jeremy paid very little attention to his sister's friends, except Bonnie.

"So," Kay chimed. She clapped her hands together and turned her attention back to Bonnie. "Want to tell me why I have a bunch of dead witches screaming at me?"

"It's nothing." Bonnie said.

The lie was obvious, but Bonnie did little to hide it in the first place.

"Uh-huh…" she muttered. Kay's bright eyes landed on Jeremy again. "Can you give me a second with her please?"

He was a little taken aback to be addressed because the conversation had carried on without him, but the moment he had been, he shook his head. There was no hesitation to her question.

"No." he replied simply.

"Anything you have to say to me," Bonnie defiantly crossed her arms over her chest, "you can say in front of Jeremy."

"Are you sure about that?" she asked in a way that told him she had something delicate to say.

Bonnie nodded again. She was resolute in her answer, strong and possibly defiant. It made Jeremy smile to himself. Kay didn't seem to like the answer. It wasn't that it made her angry, but she seemed disappointed. As a result, she took in a deep breath and let out a long sigh. Jeremy saw her rung her fingers through her long, nearly-black hair.

"Bonnie, you know as well as I do my arrangement with your family." She said simply. Jeremy eyed her curiously. That was an odd thing to say. "So I doubt everything's alright when I've got generations of them all yelling at me and giving me directions to find you. Now what the hell is going on?"

Bonnie didn't speak at first. Jeremy watched her closely. She seemed to be battling with something, some important thought that she didn't want to discuss. Maybe he should have left the two alone?

"Look, I know you don't trust me-"

"You pretended to be my friend." Bonnie suddenly snapped.

"No, I didn't. I was your friend. I am your friend, just like I was with everyone else in your family. Nothing's changed."

"You're just like them."

Kali's brows tugged together. She looked hurt by Bonnie's cold declaration.

"Fine." Kay sounded defeated. "If you don't want to trust me that's fine, but you know there's nothing I can do about it. You don't want me around, just say so."

Bonnie stood still for a moment. Her brows were furrowed as she thought about what to do. Jeremy was just lost. He didn't have any idea what was going on, but whatever it was, Bonnie seemed conflicted while her friend just looked sad.

"Okay." She said in a quiet voice. "I, Bonnie Bennett, the youngest descendent of the Bennett family line, release you from your binding pledge to me and mine."

The words were spoken with conviction, with power and strength, and they made absolutely no sense to Jeremy what-so-ever. Kay simply looked shocked.

"Wow." Her voice reflected as much. "Well, thanks. But I'm still not going anywhere."

It was Bonnie's turn to look confused. Kay smiled kindly.

"Believe it or not, I still consider you a friend. Even after you were mean to me." She smiled. "So come on. Just tell me what's-"

Before Kay could finish speaking, she suddenly seized. Her back arched as she cried out a pain-filled scream. Jeremy shot back. He tugged Bonnie along with him and pushed her behind his back. He kept himself between her and the young woman who'd suddenly crumbled to the floor.

Kay was on her back. She held her head so tightly that it looked like she might crush it. Her eyes were clenched shut and the screaming continued. Writhing and twitching, twisting and moving. Whatever was happening to her was terrible.

"What's happening?" Jeremy asked.

"I don't know!" Bonnie shot back in panic. "I'm not doing it!"

And then... it stopped. It stopped, just like that.

Kay had gone still. She was lying on the floor on her back, staring up at the ceiling while she panted for a single breath. Jeremy's skin was still prickled and his heart still raced. He'd never seen anything so terrifyingly random.

"Ow." Kay somehow managed to croak. Her cheeks glistened with tears the pain had forced out.

Bonnie suddenly raced around Jeremy's side and fell to her knees next to Kay. Her hands hovered over the young woman on the rotted, termite-eaten floor.

"What the hell happened?" she asked.

"Headache." Kay mumbled. She wiped the tears from her face. Even in the dim light, Jeremy could see the transfer of dirt across her fair skin.

"Headache." Bonnie repeated in sarcastic disbelief. "Headaches don't take you to your knees."

"Yeah well, I'm lucky that way I guess." Kay replied as she pushed herself up to her feet. Bonnie stood upright, too. "They've been like that for the past couple of days. I don't know why, but it's been those and nightmares."

"Nightmares? You get nightmares?"

Kay nodded. She began to dust off her clothes, but there was little point. She was covered in dirt. She might as well have been standing in the middle of a sandstorm. Although, the spot where she'd been writhing was perfectly clean now.

"Yeah." Kay continued to say. "There are these faces. I can see them, but not really, you know? It's hard to describe, but it doesn't matter." She looked back up and forced a smile. Jeremy's stomach sank at the sight of it. He could still see the pain in her, no matter how she tried to hide it. "I'm more interested in what's going on here."

Bonnie sighed. She glanced over her shoulder at Jeremy. He could tell she was silently asking for his advice which stumped him.

"Don't look at me." He said as he held up his hands. "I don't even know what's going on right now."

The young women smiled at his comment before Bonnie resigned and nodded.

"Okay." She sighed. "Have you heard of the Originals before?"

"As in the Original Vampires?" she asked. Bonnie nodded. "Yeah, what about them?"

"We're trying to kill them."

Kay's brows rose high in an instant. "Oh, good." She chimed in a high-pitched, falsely happy voice as she stared at Bonnie in shock. "Here I was thinking you might be in trouble."

"Oh, it gets better." Jeremy said.

Bonnie took the young woman into the basement where their living situation had been set up and filled her in on everything that had happened. She told her about Klaus, about Elena and everything else. Kay seemed to take it all in stride, but Jeremy saw the way she checked out. At least, it looked that way. Perhaps she was simply absorbing it all.