013. BEING THE KEY, OR THE LOOPHOLE

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Chapter thirteen

"Being the key, or the loophole."














Blinking, Beatrix began to come back to, but as she did, all she saw was black and as she tried to move her body, the sound of chains filled her ears, she tried to kick her legs out as well and got the same sound in return, as she huffed, she started to feel like she couldn't breathe, as the sound of a door opening filled her ears, Beatrix looked up and when she did, Elena who had just been thrown in their looked down at her with wide eyes, seeing that she was not only blindfolded but with duct tape around her mouth and her hands and feet chained up and attached to the poles underneath the sink, and that she had dried blood in her hair.

"Beatrix?" she asked, and as she did, Beatrix tried to kick kick her foot out to motion in front of her, having recalled back to last night when she started to come to again, from hearing Ben's voice and how he said there you go, and made some joke about two witches, and she knew it was Bonnie even without seeing, as Elena furrowed her brows "what?" she asked her "Bonnie.." Beatrix told her, although it came out muffled "Beatrix, I..I don't know what your.." Elena told her, as Beatrix motioned her hands over to it making the chains shake, as Elena turned around in fear, her eyes then went even wider "Bonnie?" she asked, as Beatrix huffed, although as she did, she started to feel like she couldn't breathe again, as she started to hyperventilate, Elena turned to her worried.


Having been searching all night, Winnifred and Cassandra had enough of the search party and decided to pay their neighbors a visit "so, should we just knock or.." Cassandra was saying, as Winnifred used her magic and opened the door, causing it to slam against the wall as the two of them walked in, Stefan came speeding up to them "what are you doing here?" he asked "I've looked everywhere that I could think of for my granddaughter and now I'm here because this is my last and seeming only option in finding her alive." Winnifred shared, as Stefans eyes went wide "Annabelle took her too." he realized.

"Well she went out to get dinner last night and she didn't comeback. A witch like that doesn't just run off, people like us, get taken. Used for our abilities and if Annabelle took Beatrix..." Cassandra shared, as Winnifred scoffed "that means that little vampire child has been here far longer then we thought possibly even the night of the comet, which means she knows how strong we are and even more how strong my granddaughter is. So please tell me you found that grimoire so we have at least some form of leverage?" she asked him, and as she did, Stefan sighed "Damon has it. And Annabelle also took Elena so I already went down that road of trying to have him help me find her but he won't because of what I did." he shared.

As Cassandra furrowed her brows "what did you do?" she asked, as Damon sighed "betrayed me. Used me." he told them, as he walked up holding the grimoire in his hands "you witches know what that's like, right?" he asked, and as he did, Winnifred chuckled "oh! If you two think at all that I'm in the mood for another one of your little, he pushed me so I pushed him brother spats like you are children again I have to be the referee you are sadly mistaken." she shared, as Damon shrugged "well, I can't help you." he told them, as he turned walking up the staircase nearby, as Winnifred and Cassandra turned walking back out.


In the bathroom Elena had taken the duct tape at least off of Beatrix's mouth allowing her to breathe, as she grabbed a washcloth from the sink and put water onto it as she leaned down, putting it on Beatrix's head to clean off the blood, but as she did, she noticed the wound was healed "oh my god..I think you have vampire blood in your system." she whispered to her, as Beatrix shook her head "that's..that's not good. Elena, I can't be a vampire." she whispered to her "I know. I know." Elena told her, turning and looking at Bonnie "what do we do about her?" she asked.

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