《Bonnie Bennett Reborn | TVD》06 | The Tomb
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At fourteen years old in this body, I find myself ready to make some moves in the tvd world and really change things. Only for the better though. At least that's what I hope.
So I walk through the cemetery in the dead of night wearing my stealthy attire, also known as all black. Black and white vans, black cargo pants, a black Nike sweatshirt and a black backpack which has my own grimoire, some water, and a knife for magic and such.
I walk forward quietly but with a steely determination. The locator spell I cast earlier letting me know the general area of the cemetery but the magical pull I feel to my ancestor's grimoire pinpoints the exact spot as I come upon the tombstone with "Giuseppe Salvatore." Engraved on the front.
"Perfect." I whisper before I stand back a step and slowly raise my hand upward.
I let my magic do the work as the ground splits open and the grass peels back. Dirt raises and the ground around the grave slightly shakes. Slowly, a wooden coffin, nailed shut, rises from the earth. I levitate it over to the side and use my magic to pull the coffin too off. Atop the worm and dirt ridden skeleton, I find the leather bound, old grimoire and lift it out whilst dusting it off.
I smile successfully as I slide it into my backpack before I lift my hand again.
The lid slides back in place and the coffin sinks back down. Then it is recovered with dirt and the grass falls back into place.
I leave the cemetery looking as it did before I arrived.
The next piece I take for the spell is the talisman of Emily Bennett. It is in the Lockwood mansion with some of their historical things. So when I ask Tyler about possibly finding an old talisman belonging to my family, he was happy to find and give it over to me.
After that, I just have to wait for a natural event, the easiest being the full moon, twelve days from now...
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I stand in the dug out area next to the tomb. I dug a pentagram into the ground with a stick and placed torches around it. One torch stands at each corner of the star part of the pentagram.
"Incendia." The torches light and I pull out a bottle of water splashing it around the pentagram.
Pulling out the grimoire of Emily Bennett, I flip to the proper page as I hold the amulet in my left hand.
I set the large book on the ground in front of me as I stand in the center, facing the tomb door. I look up as the moon rises and feel it's power rush through me and also invoke the talisman's power, making my strength grow.
"I can do this." I tell myself.
"Phasmatos Salves Nas Ex Malon, Terra Mora Vantis Quo Incandis, Et Vasa Quo Ero Signos." I chant as the wind begins to blow around me.
"Phasmatos Salves Nas Ex Malon, Terra Mora Vantis Quo Incandis, Et Vasa Quo Ero Signos." I repeat it, feeling my power strengthen.
I can sense the barrier on the tomb as my spell latches onto and starts to work as I continue to chant over and over.
The spell first starts to open the door. The seal weakens under my power and the stone shifts to reveal an opening about the size of a regular door.
"Phasmatos Salves Nas Ex Malon, Terra Mora Vantis Quo Incandis, Et Vasa Quo Ero Signos."
I feel the seal weaken even more so as now the boundary spell is fully attacked. It starts to fall against my power as I keep chanted until I see a faint shimmer at the entrance before I feel it snap under the heavy weight of my magic.
I pant as blood drops from my nose, setting my hand on my knees. As I catch my breath, I start to stand up and whisper the blood off on the back of my hand.
"I did it." I say in astonishment.
Canon Bonnie and Shiela struggled to do it together but I did it alone at 14.
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"I'm a badass." I giggle tiredly and put the grimoire in my bag before I pull out a sharp wooden stake I made recently.
"Post tenebras spero lucem."
With a conjured ball of light, I enter the tomb and I search until I find Pearl and Harper. I levitate their desiccated bodies out and leave them by the tomb entrance, leaned against the wall under an immobilizing spell just in case.
I then make my way back through and stab every vampire I see through the heart before dragging them into a large pile at the back of the tomb with my magic.
It's honestly kind of exhausting but I know it's important.
Once I go through the tomb and search it with my magic a few times, I am positive I've piled up and killed all the bad vampires.
I set a temporary boundary's around the pile and set a controlled fire inside it.
They will burn to ash and the tomb will remain unharmed.
Walking out the entrance, I find Harper and Pearl watching me with tired eyes, the only things able to move as they groan.
I roll my eyes, "Don't be dramatic." I huff and pull out two water bottles from my bag that are each mixed with a couple ounces of my blood. I made them especially for this. I want to wake these two but keep them weak so I'm safe.
I start with Pearl, tipping the blood and water mixture into her mouth. Slowly I release my spell and she can grab it with weak hands as she chugs it.
I do the same for Harper and stand as they come to look a little bit better, even good enough to stand, albeit on shaky legs.
"You helped us." Pearl speaks, her throat dry.
"Why?"
I shrug. "I know that Anna is looking for you. And I know that you are quite possibly the only two redeemable ones from this tomb."
"What do we owe you?"
I pull out my grimoire. Inside it has a binding promise spell. It can be linked to one's life. Should they break their promise, they should face death.
I explain to them. "Under my magic, you shall both take an oath..." I continue to tell them the details of what these oaths will entail and minutes later, their swearing under magic.
"Sub magica, iuras hoc iusiurandum. frangere est pati. Frangere est mori. Sic iurare cum fide pro hoc iusiurandum cito ligatum."
Translation: Under my magic, you swear this oath. To break it is to suffer. To break it is to die. So swear it with faith for this oath is soon tied.
As I hold Pearl's hand, she recited her oath.
"I will not take innocent lives, I will not hurt innocent lives. I will find my daughter and I will leave Mystic Falls, you, and all those connected to you alone."
The is a warm glow at it takes effect and then I repeat the process with Harper.
"I will not hurt or kill those of innocence. I will leave Mystic Falls, you, and all those connected to you alone."
The glow repeats and the oath is set.
"Thank you both, I wish you the best." I tell them and they nod before they walk off for me to never see them again.
Sighing I step back into the pentagram and face the tomb.
I begin to chant Emily's spell to close the tomb but with a few changes of my own.
Anyone can be placed in the tomb; vampires, witches, werewolves, humans, anyone and anything.
But I am keyed into the spell to be able to go in and out, and also take people in and out. Basically it's my own personal jail for when a big bad needs a time out.
As I finish the spell, the tomb seals and the door closes. I collapse on the ground and pass out from overworking myself tonight.
It is there that I sleep in the middle of my pentagram, in front of the tomb, on the cold, hard forest floor.
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