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𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐗𝐈𝐈𝐈 2

Elena let out a gasp as her eyes opened finding nothing but darkness around her, at the same time Damon Salvatore seemed to have done the same.

Both looked around confused not being able to move with the weight of their mummified bodies seemingly outside of their consciousness still being felt even in whatever state they were in.

"so I suppose you both know you aren't dead" Bonnie's voice rang through their minds.

In the outside world, Bonnie, Katherine, and Caroline stood around Damon and Elena inside the small house. Bonnie crouched down as she continued to speak. "You both are trapped in the subconscious gap in your mind. It seems you've pissed off some very powerful witches," she says.

Elena let out another dramatic gasp, "Bonnie please, please let me out I'm sorry I promise I won't try to kill you again"

Damon on the other hand stayed silent almost as if he knew begging was futile.

Bonnie heard Elena and she let out a sigh, "I'm sorry Elena but as I've said before I'm done helping backstabbers. You not only put my life in danger but my babies...my children, Elena!"

Bonnie stood up from Elena's side, "and that can't be forgiven"

Elena began to beg again but felt a terrible pain causing her to shut up.

"I dont know what they'll due to you or Damon but they've given you the mercy of still being able to breathe," Bonnie said then looked over at Caroline to see if she had anything to say yet the blonde seemed to be more interested in checking to see if Bonnie was okay. The Bennett witch knew better than to turn to Katherine, she would have reviled in Elena's misery.

Bonnie let out a sigh before looking at Elena and Damon "Goodbye you two. You're loyalties lie in one another so they'll die with one another"

With that Bonnie, Katherine, and Caroline left the house closing the front door behind them. Caroline stopped for a moment to ask about the house but when she turned around the house was gone.

Caroline decided not to question it heading to the car with the witch and the vampire.

Elena on the other hand began to wander in the darkness. The silence was beginning to drive her crazy along with not being able to see anything. Soon enough, Elena's hand found a door handle she let out a sigh of relief believing Bonnie would never allow her to be in any harm.

Elena opened the door which led into what seemed to be Caroline's bedroom. She looked around confused seeing a sleeping Damon on the bed she turned confused turning around to go back out the door when she felt something yank her backward. Elena stumbled back onto the bed looking up to see Damon, "Hold on blondie the party isn't over yet" he said making his way over to her. Elena looked up at Damon confused before looking down and seeing herself in a green nightgown with blonde curls falling on her shoulders.

She immediately began to panic at the realization, "No...no! No! No" she said moving further away from Damon "Damon please this isn't you" she said beginning to cry. Damon didn't seem to really care as his fangs came out as he approached her slowly.

Elena threw a pillow at Damon to try and defend herself but Damon caught the pillow, sniffing the blood on the pillow before the veins in his face became visible with his blood lust eyes. He immediately went for Elena causing her to scream.

Meanwhile, Damon began to walk around, stumbling on his own door he opened it only to see he was back at the Salvatore manor he looked around taking in his bedroom before his eyes landed on himself undressing.

Damon looked even more confused before his other self vamped up to him compelling him to not be afraid. Before he knew it he was in a bathtub with the other version of himself talking with him. Yet not being able to control the words coming out of his mouth. He looked down slightly noticing he was in a woman's body with a ponytail holding a glass of wine. He instantly began to panic, noticing he was Andie Star his old fling before Elena.

"no...this can't be," he said but before he could move he felt the other him sticking his fangs into his neck and using him like a blood bag.