A Prevailing Love (2) // TVD

Chapter Four of A Prevailing Love

The Ripper female heard another snap in the wall as she tried getting off the wall to the puddle of blood staring her down in a teasing manner. She was breathing heavily as she tried everything in her willpower to get to the blood but she only felt weak and regretted not feeding properly for about a week. Her blonde best friend was giving worried looks and jumped every time she snatched harder and harder at the wall, hearing her shoulders dislocate every once in a while.

"Cassidy, try to fight it," Caroline whispered as she looked at the brunette with tears in the back of her eyes. It was her first time witnessing just how bad the Ripper was for Cassidy, but it only occurred to her that it was about the same as Stefan.

The hungry brunette looked to Caroline with fear in her eyes of how she couldn't find it in her to control the bloodlust. Cassidy whimpered as she took small uneven breaths trying to push herself all the way against the wall. She didn't understand how she wasn't able to control it especially with all the help she had gotten from Alaric. She thought she had gotten better but from that first sniff of human blood Veronica had brought in, it was like she had lost all control in not even a second worth of time.

"Caroline," she nearly sobbed in anger as she continued to try and not focus on the blood on the ground. The Forbes vampire hated to see her best friend under so much pain and mental fighting. The two heightened hearing females turned their heads to the right (Cassidy) and to the left (Caroline) as they heard footsteps entering the cell block they were in. When their eyes landed on the owner of the footsteps Caroline jumped up trying to get to him.

"Jeremy, you have to help her. Veronica is torturing her with the Ripper senses," the blonde vampire pleaded as she stared a hole into the Gilbert hunter's eyes. She could see how he was trying to fight the compulsion he was put under. He wanted to save his sister but ... he couldn't.

"I can't do that, Caroline," he then turned to his older sibling seeing the veins under her eyes at the hunger she was being put under. At the lack of control she had on herself. He let out a shaky sigh as he brought a gun up and shot it at his sister except he didn't go for her heart. He went for her stomach and it was a vervain laced bullet and he watched as the brunette vampire doubled over in pain.

"Jeremy!"

He let out a groan as he shot at Caroline in the head and watched her slump over immediately. She was now dead for the moment.

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Damon and Bonnie has somehow gotten a lead on where their two vampire companions were being held captive and were now standing outside of the old run down building. No wonder the hunter group decided to set up here because it would be completely unsusceptible of what was going on exactly. The two supernatural beings looked to one another curiously as to how they were going to get inside without getting caught. Well, how the only vampire of the two was not going to get caught considering these are hunters ... their traps are purposely set up for vampires to get caught.

"Maybe we should just devise a plan for them to come out here and we sneak in there," Bonnie suggested as she looked up at the building.

"Ooouuuu or maybe you should just lead the way and get hurt by all the traps since they're not lethal to you," Damon noted in a playful tone however he had that smirk tugging at his lips as the Bennett witch looked at him annoyedly. "I'm kidding, Bon-Bon, sheesh." 

The two mocked each other's looks before Damon gave up with their childish behavior and looked back at the rusted building. He let out a sigh before he shrugged his shoulders and started walking forward only got a certain witch to grab his bicep.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm just going to walk in there," the raven haired vampire shrugged as if it was the most obvious thing. The brunette witch gave him a stern look as if he shouldn't do that. He was going to get himself killed and she couldn't stand to think of how one of her best friends would be able to handle herself if he died. Damon read through Bonnie's expression in her eyes before he let out a suppressed sigh.