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"Come on," Ivar rushed Bonnie and Abby, as both women watched Rebekah and Nikolai head upstairs

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"Come on," Ivar rushed Bonnie and Abby, as both women watched Rebekah and Nikolai head upstairs.

"What are they doing?" Bonnie asked as she was shoved outside.

"Who cares?" Ivar shrugs.

"Can we at least know where we're going?" Abby asked.

"Uh sure," Ivar pauses trying to think of an answer that doesn't sound like they're leading the Bennetts to their deaths, "paradise."

"Paradise?"

"Yeah, I've been there, it's fun."

Abbey and Bonnie look at one another, worried as they come up to the clearing where Imanis standing in the middle.

"This doesn't look like paradise," Abby muttered. Bjorn puts her in one corner.

"It looks like Klaus's ritual," Bonnie commented, struggling as Ivar puts her in another corner just as Klaus and Elijah came out of the shadows.

"All witchy things look similar," Klaus smirked.

"Now we can begin," Imani smiled, gesturing towards Ivar and Bjorn take the Bennetts hands and cut them open, letting the blood drip from their hands to a gauntlet.

"Hey-ow!" They scream in pain.

"Is this part of paradise?"

"Part of mine," Ivar chuckled, giving his gauntlet to Bjorn who gives both to Imani.

Setting the blood down on the ground, Imani cuts open her palm letting it drip down onto the ground between the two gauntlets, whispering the spell she had memorized from her Mothers book.

"You may all leave, your services are no longer needed," Imani said closing her eyes.

"Are you sure?" The men ask in variations before leaving when they don't get a response.

"Let us take you home," Bjorn whispers to the Bennetts.

"I'll be at home," Ivar informs them before he walks away.

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