In which a dangerously impulsive Wren Parker falls for the devil in disguise.
OR
The heartless Immortal Hybrid finds himself in a new predicament unlike any he's encountered before.
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Wren's eyes fluttered open taking in the sight before her. Alaric was lying on the floor dead. She panicked for a moment before spotting the Gilbert ring hugging his finger. To her left she could see Damon in pain only just waking up from his vervain trip. He had a metal collar around his neck with wooden spikes on the inside. It had two chains to keep him from moving, not that he could due to the vervain in his system.
"Morning, sunshine." A voice spoke up, and Wren's gaze darted toward it. She could see a man who she recognised from the night before, Stevie. Walking up to in front of Damon.
He continued to speak ignoring the werewitch's glares. "I saw this movie once, some torture porn flick. Anyway, they had this collar device that was really cool, so I just modified it some with some wooden nails, and when I pull..." He trailed off starting to pull on the chains as Damon began to scream out in pain.
"Stop!" Wren yelled and Stevie froze for a second before he continued. A figure started to come out from the corner of the room.
"So I hear you have the moonstone," Jules stated in a threatening manner.
"Not you again," Wren whispered so it could barely be heard. but Damon gave it away by chuckling in response.
"Oh, if you only knew the irony of this moment right now. Let me tell you how this is gonna go. You're gonna torture me, I don't talk, someone loses a heart. Last time, it was your boy Mason." Damon spoke up almost daring the wolves to try.
"Next time it will be you." She threatened back.
Wren kept an eye on Stevie as he began to wrap the chains twice around his hands about to pull, but he was forced to let go as the chains began to heat up burning his hands. He backed off immediately and retreated to Jules as they left the room to talk.
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When the pair come back in Jules goes to lean against a shotgun as she talks to Damon. "You know what the great thing about buckshot is? It scatters through the body. Maximum damage."
Wren spoke up getting agitated at her voice. "You know what maximum damage is?" She asked Jules. "Me ripping out Stevie's heart and feeding it to you." She smiled at her before continuing. "Then, of course, you would be next, but I would drag it out; make it slow and painful like what you did to Rose. Until you are begging me to stop." Damon looked at her with feigned intrigue.
Jules lifts the shotgun and points it at Damon. "You wanna test that?" She asked Wren. "Where's the moonstone?" She demanded.
"Get over it, honey. You're never gonna get it." Damon told her with a smirk.
"You looking for this?" A voice asked Wren immediately realised it was the original. She turned her head to look.
Elijah was leaning against a bannister, twirling the moonstone in his hand. Everyone turned to look at him. As he walked down the stairs and placed the moonstone on an end table. He backs away from the table "Go ahead. Take it." He told them with false reassurance.
