Bonnie's Theft

Chapter 18

"I'll find him on my own and I'm sure wherever he is. Bonnie will not be far behind. Veronica is your pet." Enzo declared hanging up on Stefan. He failed to help them before this so he wasn't about to let him play hero know. He stuffed the cell phone in his pocket and pulled out a piece a paper. He had searched the cemetery high and low and found no signs of the Angel. He did find this piece of paper hidden under a crypt. It could be completely random or it could be just what he was looking for. He recognized the address, but it had been several years since he had been there.

He stood outside the three story Victorian home and looked for some sign of life or movement. The black paint was peeling and dulled from age. The house was a little bit off the beaten passed so he knew no one could sneak up on him without him knowing about it. But if Mason was here than he already knew he was too. He walked up the creaking steps and tried the front door. The door knob coming off in his hands. He threw it aside and pushed open the front door. It fell to the floor with a bang. So much for trying to sneak up. Might as well embrace it.

"Come out, come out wherever you are. Give me back Damon and Bonnie."

He whistled aloud as he went from room to room and finding no signs that anyone was ever there. He just didn't understand the purpose of taking Damon, Bonnie and Vanessa. He made it clear early on that he was only trying to right a mistake. This too him just seemed like another mistake. That is unless Damon and Bonnie just ran away together. But that couldn't be true. He would have came to say goodbye. If he was planning to leave why ask Enzo to wait for him in the parking lot. Checking all the rooms including the kitchen he decided to make his way upstairs. He got half way up the stairs choking on the dust when his leg fell through one of the steps. The wood rotten and eaten through by termites.

He grimaced as he scratched his leg pulling it out of the whole. He looked back down at the mess and noticed there was a vast open space beneath it. And he remember what the place was origninally used for. It wasn't just a place for him and Damon to crash from time to time when they needed to get away from the rat pack and his place was too obvious.

He flashed back to Damon sitting on the steps next to him handing him a flask of whiskey. "So I completely killed the guy that owned this house. I did it completely by accident I just needed a place to crash and he was on vervain and putting up a fight. So I just snapped his neck. You'd think the being on vervain part would have given me a clue. But I go into the basement and low and behold the guy is keeping two baby vampires down there as like pets. No not pets like his own personal zoo."

Enzo headed back to the living room and tried to remember how to get down there.

"So he was like some sort of weird scientist toiling away in his basement."

"There's no basement to this place. At least not any access that we would be used to. He put a lot of thought into this," Damon said walking towards the kitchen. He rolled away an island to reveal a small rug. He kicked it aside and revealed a small trap door.

"Pretty fucking awesome, mate." Enzo said bending down on hind legs and inspecting the door more closely. "Who puts a trap door in a kitchen. Its the last place most people would look."

Damon shrugged and took another swig of his whiskey.

"You thinking what I'm thinking?"

"Probably not." Damon said sarcastically.

"We can use this to stash our meals for later."

"Oh, no we cant," said Damon wagging a finger at him. "I'm on a blood bag diet from now on. Trying to be a better role model for my girlfriend Elena."

Enzo stood in the kitchen looking at the rug that was still covering the trap door, but the island was no where to be found. Dirty broken dishes piled into the sink and were now attracting flies. That memory seemed to be so long ago. Before Damon died, before Bonnie ended up pregnant, and before he fell for the girl who couldn't love him back.

He got to his knees and pushed the rug aside with renewed fervor. Cutting his finger on the handle as he tried to pull it open. It fell open with a bang. There appeared to be no light accept for the small red light coming from the exit sign. He noticed the small ladder that was bolted to the wall and decided to take the easy route. He jumped down onto the cement floor. Just in time to see Mason disappearing with Bonnie.

Enzo charged towards them and Mason gave him a weird smile before disappearing into nothing. Enzo turned towards the glass and started banging on it. "Damon."

His long time friend was strapped to a gurney, yelling something that even he couldn't hear. Which meant he probably couldn't hear him either. He looked around for access to the room and saw the door off to the left side. He pushed it open.

"You've got to let me out of here. Where's Bonnie?" Damon yelled.

Enzo ran to his side and began the painstaking task of undoing the restraints at his feet.

"Not the right time," Mason said putting his hand on Enzo's shoulder and rendering him unconscious.

"What did you do to him?"

He laid the man down on the floor. "He will be fine."

"Where's Bonnie?'

He stood up as her body disappeared and watched Damon through the window. "Bonnie is wrong. She thinks that restoring your humanity will be your salvation, but I believe that it will be your undoing. A punishment I will be glad to bestow upon you for your cruelty to those innocent children."

"She wouldn't be apart of something like this?" Damon spat yanking on his restraints so hard that they were beginning to chafe and rub his skin raw.

"It was her idea, Damon."

"I don't need anything from you." Damon said leaning away from the man as far as was humanly possible on the bed.

"Oh of that I'm certain, but you'll receive this gift just the same." He placed his hand on Damon's forehead. "Watch the monitor."

Damon screamed out in pain as a jolt of electricity seemed to move throughout his body from head to toe. He grind his teeth together as his face screwed up into a grimace.

Mason took his hand off and the monitor began to beep in rhythm. He nodded quite proud of himself.