"One of us has been a very bad boy." Lucas growls as he moves toward Zack, whom is holding Nora by the neck.

Zack tightens his grip on her, "I'd hate to pop her pretty little head off." He growls.

"Zack, why would you work with them?" Finn asks. He keeps his distance to Zack. His face is awash with confusion, "They'll kill you and move on."

"They promised me-"

"Doesn't matter what they promised! They're demons!" Lucas hisses.

"Doesn't matter. You're already dead." Zack says as pulls his hand up to rip Nora's head off.

Zack stops and begins to gasp before sinking to his knees. I've been listening to this display of pure, unadulterated stupidity. As I move out of the shadows, my hand clutched into a fist, I take a look around their large compound.

"This is really nice." I say in awe, "Oh, and hi."

-

After thirty minutes of sitting in a room, listening to the tortured screams from, Finn and Lucas appear at the doorway of their enormous sitting room.

I got a good look at the compound as I walked up from the street. From the top to the bottom red brick, a luxuriously large and marble tiled courtyard and the Corinthian columns. If I was in love with houses, I'd have a boner.

As the vampire twins enter the room, I see that both of them look extremely tired, though neither has lost the ethereal glow. They're currently covered in blood that I suspect is Zack's. I more than suspect. I know.

"I see you're in awe of Rachat." Lucas smirks as he leans on the fireplace, "You need a vacation from Teen Wolf already?"

"You want to tell us what has you traveling across the world?" Finn asks as he takes a seat next to me, "This isn't social."

"I teleported here. Not very well, I may add."

I hear Zack's screams again, as well as a maniacal laughter.

"So, Zack betrayed you? Could have warned you about that."

"Bennett, I don't have time for this." Lucas frowns, "Is it still Bennett?"

"Stop, Lucas!" I shout.

The two stare at me before their eyes find each other. I chuckle before standing.

"Should we be worried?" Lucas asks with a raised eyebrow.

"I need one of you to teach me how to be dark, or more correctly, to release my inner darkness."

"Does your family know you're here?" Finn studies my face, "Thought so. You're off your meds."

Finn stands and pulls his phone of his pocket.

I raise my hand the phone flies into my hand, "I so wish everyone would stop saying that. I'm not off my fucking meds. I'm very serious. They don't understand."

"And you think we do?" Finn asks.

"You? No," I look to Lucas, "You? Yes."

"That's flattering." Lucas says with amusement, "But we're very busy. If you haven't noticed, we're knee-deep in bull. You are a good witch. Accept it."

The fire behind him explodes and he back away from it. My eyes bounce between them and I stand, "You're right, what was I thinking coming here. Those who teach and all." I start towards the door.

"What's this about? You trying to show everybody that you're strong?"

"It's about winning this." I say angrily, "You and I both know that my friends are my weakness."

"Is that why you don't want me to call them? Is that why they don't know you're here?" Finn asks.

"Look, if I wanted a lecture from a dead man, I'd visit my father in the beyond."

They both look started at my mention of my father. I'm sure it's the fact that I've actually admitted that he's dead. It even takes me by surprise.

"Fine." Lucas agrees.

Finn looks at him with a bewildered expression, "What? You're not serious!" He frowns.

"I am very serious." Lucas frowns, "Keep pumping Zack for information about...that thing."

Finn glares at me as he moves out of the room. It's one of the few times I feel as if he can't stand to look at me. It hurts me. I'm not quite sure why. It's only when I feel Lucas' eyes on me that I feel a sense of intense irony. I spent most of my time with him trying to find his humanity and to nurture it. Now I'm asking him to teach me to switch off my humanity.

"I don't imagine I can talk you out of it?" Lucas asks. I promptly shake my head. Lucas laughs, "I thought not."

"Where do we start?" I ask.

"At the source." Lucas says as he moves to the door, "Keep up, Bennett."

I follow him out the door and into the dark, cool night of Louisiana. There's not an inch of confusion or reluctance. It's only now that I realize why I became who I was in the future.

I have to.

-

David forces his way into Charlotte's dorm.

Charlotte looks on with rabid confusion. Truth be told, she's not in the mood for his shenanigans. She's upset that Eva didn't come back last night. She's been trying Eva's phone all night. She's even called Perry, to no answer. She's running out of option.

Charlotte watches David. She notices a small bump on his head and examines it. David notices and stares at her.

"It's not bad."

"Who did this to you?" Charlotte asks. David's silence is enough of a response to come to an educated conclusion. She sighs, "Why would he do that? You're his husband."

"Last night, we had the worst family dinner in the world."

Charlotte sighs and crosses her hand over her chest, "Yeah, I kind of expected that. Porter told me. I told him it would be a disaster."

"Congratulations," David snipes, "Perry overloaded. The dinner made him come to some crazy conclusion that he can't focus on us."

"Us? Meaning you and him?"

"Meaning all of us." David frowns, "He's convinced that he has to do this alone."

Charlotte averts her eyes.

"What?" David asks.

Charlotte shrugs, "Maybe he's right. Maybe that's why no matter what we do to help him, it always comes back to him. It's not fair and I don't want him to be alone...but what if this is what he has to do?" She asks.

"No! He asked me to keep him grounded. He wants to use the darkness. He-he wants to take it in."

"Fire with fire? Look, David, I wish I could help but he hasn't been here."

"Yeah, he hasn't been a lot of places." David finally realizes what Charlotte is saying and looks to Eva's bed, "So, she didn't come home either?"

"I've called her for hours and no answer."

"Maybe she got...lucky."

"No, she didn't get lucky. She'd have called by now." Charlotte argues, "I need to find her. Hey! Maybe you could use the sniffer to find her."

"I can't, I have to find Perry."

"If Perry doesn't want to be found, he probably won't be." Charlotte frowns, "Look, I'm very upset that Perry is gone. We'll deal with that but Eva is missing, she didn't run away."

David knows she's right. Perry can't be found unless he wants to and Eva could be in trouble. There's only one right thing to do.

"Fine. When he gets back, he doesn't need to come to Eva missing." Charlotte tosses a sweater to him and he sniffs it, "I got it. Let's go."

"Are you going to turn into a wolf? That would be so cool."

"Keep up." He says as he leaves the room.

Charlotte follows closely, opting not to miss David's turn into a wolf.

-

I watch Lucas nearly drain the life out of a girl.

I feel unbelievably disgusted. It's hard to love him when he has his fangs deep into some girl's neck. It doesn't make me jealous, it makes me angry. I don't know what I was thinking. I came here looking for exactly what he was doing.

I wanted to become a monster from the master.

I can't take anymore and I wave my hand at him, causing him to fly a few feet away and roll back onto his feet. The girl drops to the ground, barely alive. I can see her eyes rolling back in her head and two puncture wounds on her neck, blood seeping out.

Lucas stands and licks his face, "That's it." He says with more amusement than I can stand.

"There's what?" I ask.

"You can't be dark. You can't even let me be dark."

"There's difference between dark and murder." I glare at him, "It's not the same."

"Isn't it? At least for you. It's the death of what you think you are and the realization of who you truly are. I've seen it in you since the first moment I saw you. There's an innate darkness that is just...beautiful." His voice is filled with such longing and pride. He laughs, "That horrifies you, doesn't it? That I saw you, the real you, before you even knew it yourself."

"I didn't ask to be a murderer."

"You asked to be whatever you needed to win. You always stop yourself, you stop other people. You want to give into the darkness? You want be that man?"

"If this is your passive aggressive way of trying to scare me off, you know me better than that, Lucah."

"Have I told you how I absolutely hate it when you use my real name?" He frowns at me, "Everyone keeps telling you how your destiny doesn't mean you have to be alone. They're idiots and simpletons. You are alone. They'll never understand exactly just how lonely you are because they will never feel it."

"This is all very illuminating but how is this at all helpful?"

"You have to understand exactly why you feel compelled to save everyone. Before you died and during your death you wanted to die, to be rid of the loneliness but in death, you were alone. I don't think you fear loneliness. I know you want it more than anything."

I stare at him. He's right. I was so happy to be rid of this and to just be. I didn't have a destiny there, I didn't have be happy or pretend to do so. I never had to smile through pain there because there was no pain. Dying was the most selfish thing I ever did and I deserved it.

"So, what? It's okay to want to die?"

"Yes." Lucas nods to me with still eyes, "It's how you feel. And you, more than anyone, deserve to feel happy. But you won't because you're you."

"I would ask what that means but your cryptic is making my head hurt."

He claps his hands together and points to me, "There it is. Your defense mechanism. Smile through the pain, right? Never trust anyone with yourself. I was surprised that you even married Declan."

"David."

"Not the point."

He disappears and reappears behind me. I can feel the coolness of his body behind me, on my neck. He's pressed against me. I immediately feel his lips near my ear.

"I don't think you actually want to live. I think the thought of living scares you."

I shudder as he moves around to face me.

"It makes you specifically equipped to be what you are. You welcome death. You already are the darkness. The minute you accept that, the very minute you stop trying to rationalize all the anger and hate and, quite frankly, self-loathing, you will be able to overcome whoever you're fighting against. You'll be able to face the darkness and it will not consume you."

"So, you're saying I hate myself?"

Lucas chuckles as he moves towards the girl. I move to stop him but he holds up his hands as he kneels beside her, "You're not a monster. You're what fights the monsters. If you're here for me to teach you to be a monster, I won't. I love you because you're not like us. You walk the world of monsters and never became one. You want honesty and truth? You want me to help you control the darkness? Cut the crap, Bennett. Since you came back, you've been an angst ball. You've been angry and indecisive and out of control. Control yourself. You're always worried about letting yourself go, about protecting others. It's not a one way street."

He takes the girl's head in his hands and bears down on her. I watch. This time there's an urge to save her but I accept that she was dead long before this. She was dead the minute he spotted her. When the life leaves her body, there's audible sigh. I turn away from him.

When I'm done with my moment of weakness, I turn to him, "You-You're not just living a life of leisure here, are you?"

He stands wiping the blood from his mouth. He licks the hand, "Neither of us has the luxury. You know what I never understood?"

"What's that?"

"Why you love me. I'm this. I'll always be this. I'll always be a vampire, filled darkness. Spawn of Satan."

I take a deep breath, "I guess for the same reason you love me. We're two sides of the same dysfunctional coin. We feed of each other's darkness and light, alternatively."

"Ah. Opposites attract."

"Do you need my help? I know something is going on here. If you need me-"

"You have your own problems. I do have to warn you...someone you and your family thought was dead...isn't dead."

"I don't think I can handle anyone coming back from the dead right now." I sigh before asking, "Who is it?"

"Your Aunt."

-

The search for Eva leads the two friends back to Endor Falls.

There's no shock between them. David rushes into the woods and Charlotte follows closely with his clothes in her hand.

The two follow Eva's scent back to the Domus. Charlotte quickly hands David his clothes and he dresses while Charlotte stares at the Domus. The shack has been restored to its former glory. David joins in on her awe.

The Domus is now a two-story, macabre mansion with a sprawling courtyard and otherworldly glow about it.

"No...there's no way!" David's disbelief hits an all-time high, "How is that possible?"

"There's only one way." Charlotte groans as she moves forward but David grabs her wrist, "Eva's in there and it's magic central. Even I can feel it."

"We need some kind of plan."

"Plan is that we go in there and kick whatever's in there's ass!" Charlotte says moving forward.

As she reaches the porch, the front door flies open. David appears beside her and they look to each other. David moves in front of her. They enter to see the posh exterior, full of blacks and purples. They pass the foyer and ascend the stairs.

As they get to the top of the stairs, a low rumbling comes a few yards ahead. There is a light shining through the doorway of the door on the right. The two walk to the end of the hall and enter the room.

The two find Eva sitting on the bed. Charlotte moves to her immediately, whereas David stays back. He immediately spies something strange about her. He can hear her heart beating and see her chest go up and down.

"Are you just going to stand there?!" Charlotte asks as she starts to shake Eva. When her hands touch Eva, she pauses, "She's warm."

"She's alive." David says with a bewildered expression.