Black Magic (Under Construction/Temporarily ON HOLD)

Chapter 6: Nature's Call

"Morning Z." Bonnie yawned, walking into the little kitchen of their hotel room.

They decided to book another room, in a different hotel, in case the Salvatores came back to look for them.

They wouldn't even be able to compel the people at the front desk, since Zi wiped their memory.

"Good morning. Sit down so you can eat." She said, plating their breakfast.

"I forgot to ask, but how did things with Klaus go?"

"Better than I expected. He's okay with being my mate, and we're gonna see where this bond takes us. What about you?" She asked, wiggling her brows.

"There's nothing to say really. Kol and I just talked. He's not as bad as I thought he was." Bon said, simply shrugging but, Z knew there was more to it. But she decided not to push.

"What are we gonna do about Stefan and Damon? They aren't the type to just stay down. They're gonna be back soon." Bon asked, after taking a sip of her orange juice.

"Don't even worry about that. I have a plan. While I was dancing with Damon, I got a glimpse into his memories, and I've found something useful that'll shut his ass up. What we need to be focusing on, is getting your magic under control. I'm gonna go to a few local shops to get some ingredients, do you wanna come with me?" A asked, while taking her plate to the sink, so she could wash it.

"I'd love to, but Kol is supposed to be taking me around the city." She said, earning a squeal from her sister.

"Bon Bon, you going on a date?! I see you girl!" Aziza squealed, as Bon's cheeks heated up.

"It's not a date. It's just sight seeing."

"Yeah right. I'll let it go for now, since I have to get ready, but I want all the details later."

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"Welcome to your spiritual journey, where everything you desire, is at your fingertips. What can I do for you today ma'am?" The young clerk asked, from behind the register.

She was putting on this fake madam Zulu accent, waving her hands around.

"We'll I'm looking for a few ingredients, that you can maybe help me with."

Sliding the small piece of paper over, the young woman looked at the list confused.

"I'm sorry we don't sell any of these things here. I've actually never heard of these. But maybe you want to try some 'pixie dust'." The woman suggested, making Zi roll her eyes.

She was nothing but a fraud.

"How is it that you have a metaphysical store, but you don't carry the basic minerals and stones I need?" She asked, cocking her head to the side.

She watched as the woman started shifting, and stumbling over her words.

"It's obvious that you're a fake, and you're only doing this for the money. Thanks for wasting my time."

Snatching the paper off the register, Aziza left out of the shop.

That was the third one she's been to, and yet again it was ran by nothing but a fake.

Walking down the side walk, past tourists, Aziza felt a sudden surge of energy.

Following it, she came to the edge of an alley way.

Now the black side of her, told her to be smart, and keep walking, but her curiosity got the best of her, and she found herself walking deeper into the closed space.

As she got closer, the stronger the feeling got, until she stopped in front of a faded purple door, with a little window on it.

Grabbing the handle, she walked inside seeing the walls lined with beads and shelves stacked up high to the ceiling.