The Years to Come

Chapter Five: Glorious Head Ripping (Sabrina)

*Sabrina's pov*

"Story says that two people, a man and a woman, were seen ripping the heads off random people on the streets of London. Police advise everyone to stay in doors and don't loose you're heads. Sorry bad choice of words. These crimes are being described as 'Jack the Ripper Phase 2'" A French newscaster says on the TV.

"Well, we sure made their lives a little more interesting," Damon laughs, snuggling into Bri.

"Emotions are so overrated," Bri giggles. (A/N: For those of you who don't know or haven't figured out yet, Damon and Bri turned off their emotions.)

"What do you want to do?" Damon asks.

"Go to the grill?" Bri suggests

"You're no fun," Damon scrunches his nose, but gets up anyways. They walk out of the house together.

"Uh no. We drove that last time," Bri rolls her eyes at Damon's car.

"I hate your car," Damon whines.

"You know what you are? A hater. You know what haters do? They hate. Do you know what I do to haters?" Bri asks.

"Sleep with them?" Damon asks, smirking.

"Ok, then I'll rip your head off when we're done," Bri answers, vamping her face up.

"You're like a sexy praying mantis," He makes a face.

"And you know it," She says, unlocking her car, which is a silver Jeep Wrangler.

When they pull into the parking lot, a royal blue mustang cuts in front of them.

"Watch where your driving, jerk!" Bri yells at the car as it parks sloppily.

"At least they have a good sense in cars," Damon mutters.

"If your going to be so stubborn, go hook up with that mustang. Let's see how they react if you bite their neck while making out," she growls, parking the Jeep and sliding out smoothly.

"Babe, you know I love you. You and all your like quirks and flaws. All of them," he says, putting his arm around her.

"You know, you're not flawless either," she says poking him in the ribs.

"I know, but your flaws are adorable," he coos.

"Why thank you," she blushes and pushes a chunk of blonde hair from her eyes. The two of them walk in, acting like they own the place.

"Well if it isn't the two most feared blood suckers in Mystic Falls. And apparently London too," Tyler Lockwood, a local hybrid, says glaring at them.

"Now, is that the right way to treat an ex? I think you should give us a free round of shots," Bri compels Tyler.

"So what are you now? Klaus with hair?" He taunts, grabbing the shot glasses.

"Better," Damon returns.

"What happened to those Hunters you and your idiot friends brought in to town?" Tyler presses.

"Watch your mouth! I can make you regret the day you met me. And your little wolfy bite won't do anything to me," Bri lunges for him, but Damon catches her. She goes slack, not wanting to have to compel that many people after she strangles Tyler, even thought she could easily break Damon's grip.

"I thought you were smarter than that, Lockwood. You really are a dog," Damon spits. Tyler fumes, but turns away after glancing at the door.

Bri turns to look, and freezes when she sees who is there.

"Let's leave. Now. Out the back," Bri whispers, flashing out of the grill. Damon appears next to her in the Jeep and she whips the car out of the parking lot.

In the driveway at the Salvatore house, she fishtails the car and jumps out all in one motion. A familiar car is parked on the side of the road and another familiar SUV pulls onto the street.

"This can't be happening!" She screams as she bursts through the door, Damon on her tail.

"Babe, what's going on?" He hisses, trying to grab her arm. She pushes him in the chest and he goes flying up the stairs. Bri storms into the living room.

"What are you doing in my house?" She snarls at a person sitting on the couch.

"Well hello to you too. You told me to come to Mystic Falls," Skylar says.

"Why would I ever do that?" Bri growls.

"Because you said you needed me," she explains.

"Ok this is just to weird. I never texted you, and I just saw Angel in the grill, and I'm pretty sure..." Bri was cut off by Damon yelling from the front door.

"Julia just pulled into the driveway," Damon shouts.

"This can't be happening," Bri mumbles and flops down on the floor.

"I can leave," Skylar says, standing up.

"Sit your butt down. We are going to find out why people are showing up in my town," Bri commands.

"This isn't your town," Jules says from the doorway.

"Where is the freak? Thought he was glued to your side," Skylar glares at her.

"Right here, b****," Chandler says, appearing behind Julia.

"Cat fight," Damon purrs.

"Shut up," the three girls yell at the same time.

"Um Sabrina, your shaking," Chandler points out.

"This... Happens... When... I... Can't... Control... It," she screams, turning red.

"Oh s***," Damon curses and snaps her neck.