Broken Souls

14

Poor Enzo felt like an outsider as he watched on the discussion happening before him. It was far too late to leave, but he wasn't exactly involved in this whole mess. He'd just been released from captivity to be stuck in the middle of war, apparently.

He silently watched on as Bonnie seemed to weigh her options. "I'll give you a copy of the spell for the daylight rings. In exchange, tell me why you need my blood."
Solène smiled at the girl, pleased she was playing. "I want to trust you, Bon Bon, I do, but I need payment before I reveal my secrets. Please have Stefan take you home and make a copy of the spell." She gestured to the door. The two looked at one another, having a silent conversation. Seemingly coming to a conclusion, they stood from their seats. "See you soon!" Sol waved them off.

"Would one of you run off and grabbed some jewelry with lapis lazuli?" She looked to the Mikaelsons. "Oh, Enzo, you should go and pick something out as well." He smiled at her words, happy he would be able to pick the jewelry he'd be stuck wearing for the rest of his vampiric life.

"How much would you like, my love." Niklaus stood from his chair.

"As much as you can get." Her eyes sparkled with an idea that pleased Nik immensely.

"Let's be off then, mate." He turned to Enzo. After he stood, the two were running out of the house.

Things went silent for a few beats before Damon cleared his throat. "You got anything to drink?" He fiddled with his fingers below the table.

"You want bourbon, right?" Sol asked, receiving a nod from the Salvatore. "Elijah, does Nik have any left?"

"In the living space, straight behind you. Feel free to help yourself." Elijah nodded towards Damon. Escaping the awkward situation, Damon quickly found the booze and helped himself to a hefty glass of it. With Damon in the living room, only Alaric and Caroline remained on the their side of the table. The two couldn't even look at each other anymore, which Kol found funny.

"Darling, how does a vampire have children?" Kol asked, half to torment the pair across from him and half genuinely curious as to how the situation came to be.

"Well, typically they can't, but there are special circumstances. One of which is strong magic where the fetuses are transferred from one womb to another."

"And the other circumstances?" Kol asked just as the four missing people walked back into the mansion. Sol welcomed them with a smile before turning back to Kol.
"Let's discuss them together later, okay? We must return to the game." There were so many things she had to sit down and discuss with the Mikaelsons. Niklaus' fertility was not something to be discussed in front of guests.

Kol was impatient, wanting to know the answer, vaguely curious if he could have children with the special circumstances. Solène was about to perform magic, however, and that took precedence over his childish curiosity.

Bonnie laid the sheet of paper in front of Solène, who smiled at her newly acquired spell. Her first spell. She glanced over the paper, reading the incantation and spell requirements.
"Enzo, you picked something, yes?" She looked over to ex-captive.

"Yes, I have." Placing a ring on the table before her.

"Would you open the blinds?" She asked to no one in particular. She moved the ring into the ray of sun that appear on the table moments later. Closing her eyes, she breathed, feeling the magic flow through her as she spoke the incantation. Kol watched his soulmate in awe. She looked absolutely gorgeous when she performed magic.

Feeling the magic stop, she opened her eyes, picking up the ring. She could sense the magic on it— magic she placed there. It was still really sinking in for her that she was a witch. "Here, try it out." The ring was held out to Enzo who replaced the borrowed ring on his finger. Slowly, he moved his hand into the light, preparing to move if he began to burn. Thankfully, that never happened. He moved to stand fully in front of the window and smiled. He was completely free.

"Congratulations, Enzo. You're a free man, now. You're free to stay, if you'd like. If you'd prefer to travel, you're always welcome back here." Solène informed him. "I'll give you our phone numbers to call us, should you ever need something." Finn appeared at her side with a pen and paper, which she happily took.

She scratched down her number and Nik's, before passing it off to Elijah, whose number she had not yet gotten. She wasn't even sure if the rest of the siblings had working phones at the moment. Handing the paper off to Lorenzo, he gave a half bow as he thanked his saviors once more before he excused himself.

Once he was gone, she turned back to Bonnie. "I doubt you did something sneaky, but if I catch word of Enzo burning to death because his ring failed, we'll be having a very different discussion from this one." She let her threat hang in the air for a few beats before continuing. "You wanted to know why I needed your blood, yes? I need to open something that was locked with Bennett blood. It needs to be opened with it as well."

Bonnie paused. She held the belief that her family wouldn't do something unless it was absolutely necessary, but what would they lock away? Was it okay to give this woman her blood? What if she released something more dangerous than the Originals? What if whatever was locked away killed innocent people?

Solène could sense the young witch's hesitation at sharing her blood. She'd get it either way, but it'd be nice to have a civil relationship with the Scooby gang, sans the ones Sol wasn't a fan of. Thinking of that made her realize Tyler wasn't even there anymore. She nearly snorted at how she missed him leaving. When did he leave? Perhaps he ran as soon as his bond was broken.
"I could tell you about your mother," Sol spoke offhandedly. Bonnie shouldn't know anything about her mother yet. Therefore, the witch wouldn't know she's alive.

"Y- You know about my mother? What happened to her?"

"Blood, please." She and the young witch silently watch the other few a few moments before Bonnie caved with a deep sigh. "I need a knife." Kol was all to happy to oblige, bringing a knife and bowl to the table. Bonnie sliced her palm open, squeezing her hand into a fist to drain the blood faster. When Solène believed she had more than enough, to be safe, she told Bonnie to stop. Stefan offered his wrist to heal her, which she accepted.

Once the witch was healed, she turned back to Sol. "What do you know about my mother?"

"She's alive." The woman smiled. "When you were younger, Mikael came to town, and your mother desiccated him. It took all her strength, left her weak and without magic. She left and is living somewhere under the name Abby Bennett Wilson... yeah, that should be it. I can't tell you exactly where she is, but it shouldn't be too hard to find her."

Bonnie felt her knees go weak at the sudden news her mother was still alive. Understanding she needed time to digest the information, she moved on. "Anyone else want to play?" Her eyes danced between Alaric and Damon, the only two who haven't played yet. Not that she'd mind repeat players, but she figured it was only fair everyone had a chance, if they chose to play.
"As if I'd believe anything you'd have to say about me and my future." Damon had been lurking in the back with bourbon constantly in his glass.

Sol's lips twitched into a smirk. "Scared of your future, Damon? Wonder if your past tears your throat out like you've done to your victims?" She was far from judging his past actions; the murders at least, since her soulmates were not much different than him in that aspect. However, she did enjoy taunting the man. "I do wonder how your precious Elena would feel, know everything you've done in the past. To start, I doubt she knows about Enzo nearly dying because of you."

Damon sped forwards towards the woman who didn't even flinch. Klaus was the first to come between her and Damon, pushing him back into a wall. Said wall crumbling behind Damon's body. "Niklaus, we just had that wall repaired!" Rebekah chided.

"It'll get fixed, Bekah," Sol smiled at the woman. "Damon's just throwing a tantrum because I'm right, and he knows it." Her eyes moved back over to the groaning vampire. Klaus trying his hardest to not do anything that would upset Solène. She'd wanted to make peace with these people. They couldn't do so if they were fighting and holding grudges. "Well, seeing as Damon's passed on his turn, what about you, Alaric Saltzman?" Leaning on her palm, elbow on the table, she met gazes with the history teacher. Quite a life Alaric lives, from what she's seen. Would he be curious to know something?

Alaric would be lying if he said he didn't want to know what the future held for him, and there was something about Sol's gaze that pulled him in; made him want to play her game. Were they sure she was a witch and not a siren? She felt safe, yet dangerous all at one.

Wetting his dry lips, Alaric finally spoke. "I'll play."