To Love A Sociopath

i wished it didn't end this way

Klaus was already spitting threats of torture towards the blood witch herself by the time they reached the compound. There was the heavy scent of blood and Bonnie didn't even need to enhance her senses to know that. She gaged once she spotted the dead wolves, limbs and heads all on the ground and blood splattered on the walls. "Hayley," Elijah bellowed with a boom, flitting around the rooms to find her.

Bonnie was panicking on the inside, trying to think but her mind seemed to shut off, fearing for the worse. Her chest hollowed out, digging out a cave in her heart. A cave that echoed her internal earthquaking screams, vibrating her vision, her pulse, her soul. Bonnie knew what this meant, she was already used to the suffering and pain. She just wondered how she let herself get hurt every single time, how she let people in, how she always seemed vulnerable when it came to protecting the ones that mattered. Why. Outrage seemed to burst and explode over every inkling of her magic, charged and prepared to be unleashed from its cage. Bonnie wasn't even sure if New Orleans would be able to sustain the thunder, wasn't even sure if she could survive it herself—

Bonnie closed her eyes, reigning in the ecstatic thoughts that threatened to destroy everything that was around her. She took deep breaths, trying to ignore the stinging pain that only spread, spread, spread, and burned, burned, burned—why, why, why.

Klaus had bent down and was dipping his finger in the fresh blood. "They mustn't be far."

"They are at the church," Bonnie found herself swaying, holding her chest to endure the powerful nausea. "I don't know if we will have time—" Time, they needed time. Hayley could still be alive, I still haven't failed her, I can still help her.

"Gather the vampires, gather all the dark artifacts and tell every damn soul in the Quarter that no witch that is involved in this will survive to even know when death has claimed them," Klaus ordered with hostility and rose. "I am not letting that child die."

*

Hayley desperately attempted to scream as the clique of witches dragged her towards the altar of the church. Bonnie's warning about her vision was playing out just as she said it would and Hayley feared for what was to come next. The witches were preparing the altar and...there stood the young, coffee-colored-haired witch, Davina. "You little bitch. I should have killed you when I had the chance," she fumed. Davina glanced up, a look of regret drenching her face. But with a blink, it was gone.

"There is no time for chatting. We have to get going before the Mikaelson's realize what I have done," Clary chirped hurriedly, pushing the other harvest girls to work quicker. The three dead girls were wearing white dresses but they weren't completely alive. The ancestors of New Orleans granted their spirits to temporarily cross over to the corporeal world to aid in Davina's harvest and the miracle baby's sacrifice.

Hayley's eyes glowed with bright golden anger, her temper nearly boiling at her teeth. "Once Klaus finds you, he is going to—"

"We don't need to go into the details, sweetie," Clary smiled fakely, shoving the werewolf forward. "Sort of unfortunate that you won't get to see it." 

Hayley opened her mouth to spit out another threat but it dissolved away when an agonizing pain exploded in her stomach, surging throughout her entire body. She clutched her stomach in pain, her legs wobbling as the baby writhed around, eager to slip out. 

"Get her on the altar," Clary ordered and one of the harvest girls reached for Hayley, hoisting her up on the platform.

She couldn't do much to resist, half of her body going numb in affliction as the physical throb convulsed and tripled. The four girls held her legs up, giving the perfect path for the baby to exit. Hayley's skin began to bead with sweat and her vision was flickering in and out.

One of the girls, a short one with natural kinky black curly hair and wide bronze eyes approached Hayley's side. The teenager grabbed her arm with fake comfort and encouraged, "Push—"

Hayley immediately shoved the girl back with force, her flaxen-colored eyes gleaming once more. "Don't fucking touch me." Her head slammed back down on the table as another wave of torment ejected from her abdomen.

"Hold her down," Clary ordered, bringing a bowl of cold water and a necklace talisman.

Another harvest girl, brown hair in a pixie cut patted a cold towel against her forehead to chase away the distress. Hayley tried to thrash away but her body felt immobile. "Please," she rasped breathlessly. "Please don't take my baby. There has to be another way, please."

"Récolter une grande puissance de mircale," Clary began chanting. "Récolter une grande puissance de mircale." The talisman started swinging above her stomach.

Davina stood between Hayley's legs, prompting the wolf to push harder. She didn't have a choice, the baby was worming its way out, completely unaware of the doom that awaited it.

"Récolter une grande puissance de mircale."

Hayley's body shook as she wailed loudly, tears blending in with her sweat. She felt the child slip out from her body and right into Davina's hands. "Davina," Hayley begged. "Davina, please. What is it? Is it a girl? A boy? I want to hold my baby, let me hold my baby." Nobody seemed to be listening, not over the loud, powerful cries of the child and the chanting of Clary.

Her screams thundered down the church hall as she watched the four girls carry the bloody naked child away, flicking their wrists to open the door.

Once they were gone, the chanting stopped, the talisman freezing its swinging. Hayley panted, voice gone from the shrieking and crying. "I am going to rip your throat out with my fingers."

Clary smiled. "I really am sorry. I wished it didn't end this way." Hayley's vision began to blur and she assumed it was from all the blood loss. Her head was becoming light and quesy so she barely saw the witch position herself behind her head. And pulled out a large knife. Hayley processed it all too slow and before she knew it, the blade was slicing her throat. Hayley croaked as blood spewed out, choking and breathing heavily. Slowly, the life seeped out of her and her body sagged away for good.

*

Elijah kicked the doors to the church open, the wood splintering and fracturing at the immense force. The three of them barged in quickly, taking in the scene before them. At the top of the room lay the dead wolf, lifeless and drenched in endless ruby blood.

Elijah flitted to her body, eyes shattering when he took in her empty eyes, the cut across her throat. He gripped her shoulders, hoisting her up to his chest. "Hayley," he whispered with a broken voice. He cupped her cheek, eyes melting into hers as if it would bring her back.

Klaus's eyes were wide with fury as he watched his brother weep at the mother of his child. "We were too late."

Bonnie tumbled forward, not believing her eyes. Hayley was dead. In a flash, she was standing before the figure, breathing heavily. "No," she said to herself. "No." Bonnie climbed above Hayley, pushing Elijah away and pulling Hayley up. She tried to shake her awake persistently. "Wake up. It's not over, Hayley, get up." Nothin. Her shouts echoed in the cathedral. Bonnie screamed along with a cry, her face shattering with glass tears and pebbles of despair. The world around her rippled and Bonnie was enveloped in darkness that seemed more welcoming than the moment she was in now.

Both brothers watched as she fell beside the wolf's body. They glanced at each other in confusion and Klaus marched to the witch's body, checking her pulse. "She's still alive."

"We have to find those witches before they kill the child," Elijah said.

"Have you heard news from Davina?"

"Not a single drop. There is a possibility that she's sided—"

"She's not that stupid, she wouldn't risk my wrath," Klaus stated, pacing back and forth. "Once all of this over, I am banning the witches from the Quarter. As for now, let's saturate the streets with blood."

~

"Hello! Anyone still alive, hm? Anyone alive, just raise your hand. I need blood."

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