'This was the last straw' Bonnie thought to herself as she gathered the necessary herbs for her spell.

Damon turning Caroline had been the final straw. She never liked the vampire from the moment he arrived in Mystic Falls and her gut had been right, Damon Salvatore needed to be put in his place.

She Knew the Dark-haired vampire thought of himself as an irresistible Casanova who could have any girl he wanted at the drop of a hat. He had fooled Caroline pretty well at first, but he showed his true colors eventually.

Then it occurred to Bonnie just what she had to do. Maybe if Damon found someone who matched his intensity he would finally calm down and they could get a sense of normalcy back in their town.

'But it can't just be any girl…at least not one from around here. She needs to already know all of Damon's flaws and history so she can be prepared. This is gonna take some serious magic.' Bonnie thought as she brought out her Grams' oldest grimoire. It was one Grams told her never to touch because it held ancient magic that was only supposed to be used for dire emergencies.

"I think Damon Salvatore's love life qualifies as a serious emergency," Bonnie said as she opened the book and began to chant from the bookmarked page.

"Adducere illam ad me. Terras de longe. Nam Damon Salvatore aliquis tenetur. Detrahet me in soulmate."

While she was chanting, Bonnie was shown a vision, it was a young woman with short green hair and bright blue eyes wearing what some would call a very edgy outfit- combat boots, black ripped skinny jeans, black tee shirt all topped with a black leather jacket and piercings. The woman was not alone but appeared to be arguing with someone.

"Oh, come on Daniella, you can't expect me to sit here and listen to you defend him!"

The other woman, Daniella was a shorter brunette woman with brown eyes and a much more girly aesthetic to her look.

"Stormi, can you please just admit that you don't like him because he ended up with Elena in the end?!"

The two appeared to be in some sort of house, or living room rather and there was a TV playing in the background. Call her crazy but Bonnie was sure she could hear her own voice coming out of it?!

Stormi turned to Daniella with a furious glare, "No. The reason I won't defend Damon Salvatore is because he is a rapist and a monster who fucked his brother's girlfriend just to get back at him over a hundred-year-old feud…oh and did I mention that he treats women like shit. Just ask Caroline."

Daniella rolled her eyes, "So would you rather be on team Stefan then?"

Stormi groaned and rolled her eyes, "Hell no! Damon may be a dick but at least he can handle his dinner cravings from time to time! Ripper Stefan pisses me off more than no-emotions Damon ever was! I swear to god the way he blew off Caroline in that first episode just to get to Elena…oof I woulda beat his ass right then and there. Bunny diet be damned, I could take em'."

As she got more heated, a slight southern accent started to slowly creep into Stormi's rant.

Daniella looked at Stormi, exasperated, "How are we possibly related?! You refuse to pick Stefan or Damon?! Two of the hottest men on the planet- not to mention they're vampires?!"

Stormi just laughed before getting up off the couch and grabbing the popcorn bowl.

"Oh I'm not saying Ian Somerhalder and Paul Wesley are not totally hot- I'm just saying their characters are horribly toxic men to fantasize over and I wouldn't be caught dead in a relationship with either of them- especially Damon Salvatore."

As Stormi made her way into a separate room Daniella called, "So if you had to choose…. Stefan or Damon."

"Let's just say that if I was ever in Mystic Falls…Damon wouldn't know what to do with himself," Stormi said as she brought a newly filled bowl back to Daniella. "Now scooch over, my favorite episode is coming up."

Bonnie came out of her vision startled, she looked around and noticed that all her candles had been blown out and her herbs had been moved to the appropriate locations needed for the summoning spell.

"She's perfect," Bonnie murmured as she stood back to get a better look at where the herbs had settled.

"Damon Salvatore, prepare to meet your match. I hope she makes you burn!" Bonnie smirked down at the herbs that arranged themselves to spell out….S-T-O-R-M-I.

Meanwhile at the Salvatore House:

Damon was nursing a glass of bourbon in the parlor when he heard a loud crash outside.

Startled, Stefan ran down the stairs and met his brother in front of the door.

"What was that?" Stefan asked, shooting a concerned glance at the door.

Damon scoffed, "I don't know, maybe Santa Claus got confused and decided to drop in early."

Stefan rolled his eyes at his brother's behavior and chose to investigate the noise himself.

As he ventured out into the front yard he noticed a figure lying prone in the grass.

He quickly ran over to her and turned her onto her back. The woman had bright emerald green hair and was dressed in black from head to toe. It looked like she had only been knocked unconscious and wasn't bleeding- much to Stefan's benefit.

Stefan quickly checked for the woman's pulse and was happy when he could hear a slight fluttering beneath her skin.

"Damon, come quick. There's a woman here and I need help!"

The older Salvatore brother sauntered over, "Oh Brother, of course you need help with women, but that's what big brothers are for."

"Enough Damon, this woman is seriously hurt and I need you to get her inside while I try to find her attacker."

Damon scoffed, "Yeah and what are you gonna do baby brother on your bunny diet, brood the assailant to death. You better let me-" Damon's remark was cut short after he was finally able to get a good look at the woman in question.

He had never been so stunned by a woman before….it was almost…kinda nice.

Quickly shaking himself, Damon continued, "Well hello. You know brother I think you're right. I will gladly play savior to our lovely damsel here and you can go play knight in shining armor.

Stefan groaned in annoyance, "Damon this isn't funny. Just watch her please. "

In a flash he was gone, leaving Damon with the mystery woman. After looking over her a few times, he finally grabbed her in a bridal hold but paused when she let out a groan. he was worried that she had woken up, but her head just lolled back on his shoulder and she never made another sound.

Damon decided to set her down on the couch and chose to wait in a nearby arm chair until Jane Doe awoke from her beauty sleep.

Stefan circled the entire area multiple times but found no trace of any sort of predator. He finally gave up and decided to head back to the boarding house when he heard a woman scream in the same direction.

AS he burst through the door at Vampire speed, the sight that greeted him nearly made him face plant in the middle of the hallway.

The mystery woman was indeed awake, and she had a bottle of Damon's special bourbon light on fire and was wielding it like a weapon in front of his brother.

"Stay the fuck away from me, psycho, or I swear to god I will light you up faster than the fourth of July!" She said as she backed herself behind the couch.

Damon for the most part was not threatening but was trying to talk her down.

"Hey, hey, hey. Look I'm sorry I interrupted your beauty rest but please put out the flaming torch! Being pissed at me isn't worth ruining antique furniture!"

"You're crazy if you think I'll listen to a guy that says he's Damon Salvatore."

"But I AM Damon Salvatore! Usually women don't freak out as much when they hear my introduction, right brother?"

The woman turned her attention to Stefan long enough for Damon to grab the burning bottle and put it out in the ice bucket.

"Brother…..? Please tell me you're not gonna say your name is Stefan."

Stefan gave her a sheepish grin, "Sorry, but yeah it is. How did you know that?"

"And follow up question to tack on to Stefan's….um, who are you?!" Damon added as he wiped his wet hands on a towel.

"I'm Stormi. Stormi Dallaway, and I think I'm going crazy."

Stefan gave her a concerned look, "What's wrong? Is someone after you-"

"I'M TALKING TO TELEVISION CHARACTERS!" Stormi shrieked as she paced the floor, pulling at her short green locks.

Damon gave his brother a confused look before miming twirling his finger around his temple as he pointed at her back.

"Oh god. This can't fucking be happening. No, no, FUCK!" She muttered as she continued to pace.

Stefan took a step forward," wait, what are you talking about. You called us TV characters? That's not possible, Stormi."

Stormi stopped her pacing after a moment. "Impossible for you but not for a certain Bennett witch you both know. Call Bonnie- NOW."

Damon flashed in front of Stormi and snarled in her face, "Why should we listen to you? What's stopping us from killing you right now and being done with it?"

Stormi showed not an ounce of fear and snarled back in his face, "Curiosity, bitch. That's why," before shoving him aside and raiding the drink cabinet.

Stefan watched the scene in front of him with astonishment. Just who was this Stormi Dallaway that had fallen into their yard….and what impact was she about to have on Damon?...