Ok so this story follows the series up until the last couple of episodes. Silas has discovered Bonnie's plan and has basically threatened her into agreeing to drop the veil. The veil is partially down within the expression triangle. Hope you enjoy this alternative to what we witnessed at the end of the last episode.

p.s. sorry had a little mistake with chapter 3 (uploaded wrong story) it's fixed now, sorry about that.

Also story is inspired by Chvrches song recover, check it out it's awesome.

Kol ripped the wooden flag pole from its holder and snapped it over his knee advancing towards the crowd with intent. He quickly scanned the crowd, eyes coming to rest on jet black hair. With a flash he was crouching in the row behind his acquired target. "Miss me darling?" he snarled out, shoving the broken pole deep into Damon's back millimetres from his heart.

"What…. Do…. You…..want" Damon breathed out between gasps of pain.

"Tell me where I can find Silas and the witch" Kol let Damon know he meant business, inching the wooden point closer to his heart.

The pain was unbearable, he could feel the shards of wood scratching at his heart, but they had all agreed that they had to get rid of Silas and the only way of doing that was letting Silas guide Bonnie through the spell to drop the veil, take the cure and die. The fact that every other supernatural being would be back as well was a slight 'side effect' to their plan. Damon though was feeling the full brunt of one side effect at this moment.

"Why would I do that?" he choked out bravely.

Kol followed his gaze to the stage seeing the doppelganger walk up to accept her certificate. A sneer grew upon his face. "Because if you don't I'll shove the other end into your precious little vampire" Kol twirled the other piece of the broken pole between his fingers for Damon to see.

"Fine" he didn't want to find out if Kol was only bluffing, he knew he was mad enough to follow through with his threats, "they're in the basement of the school" he finished, giving up Bonnie's location.

Kol gave him a wide smile, "see that wasn't so hard was it sweetheart" Kol said as he shoved the other end of the pole into Damon's leg.

Kol knew he only had one shot at this. Testing the ground with a carefully placed foot Kol stepped into the cave. He could hear Silas's voice coaxing what he assumed was the Bennett witch. Taking another tentative step, it was safe to assume no harm was going to come to him. Silas obviously underestimated the power of his former flame.

Rushing through the tunnel to where it opened up into a cavernous room. Kol saw Silas had his back to him, he could hear the deep voice reverberating around the cave, slowly coaxing the witch through the ritual.

His eyes focused on the Bennett witch, she was clutching Silas's tombstone between her hands he could see dark red blood beginning to ooze out of it. Even though she faced him he could tell she was caught in a trance her eyes washed white, black veins raising to the surface of her skin. He had seen the same look on a handful of witches over the years, Kol had no doubt that this witch was fully immersed in her expression magic.

Kol pulled the blood red, glass stake from his back pocket as he thought of all the closing sentiments he could impart on Silas before ending him. But if previous experiences had taught him anything, it was not to underestimate his opponent. Kol drove the stake with all his might into Silas's back, hearing a loud gasp escape from Silas's lips at the moment it pierced the back of his heart.

Kol quickly moved in front of Silas to enjoy watching the stake take effect, ending his immortality, what he saw was only a pathetic shell of a man. Grabbing the vial from Silas's weakening grip, he leaned in to say the one thing he knew Silas would hate to hear as he took his last breath, "Qetsiyah sends her love", and he saw the brief recognition of his words in Silas's eyes before they glazed over.

Completely lost in satisfaction at being the one to kill the first immortal being Kol had completely forgotten the other reason he'd come here until he heard the witch behind him continuing her chant in Aramaic. "Shit she's still going to drop the veil".

Turning to the witch he saw she now had her eyes closed in concentration, still holding the tombstone between her hands, blood was now pooling on the floor below it. The once still air in the cave began to whip around them, Kol felt like he was in the eye of a storm. He had been around witches long enough to know the signs of when a spell was reaching completion and judging by the way things were going he had moments to spare before Bonnie completely dropped the veil and Silas would be back to extract his revenge on him.

Wasting no time he downed the contents of the vial in one shot, Kol choked as it burned down the back of his throat. Now he just had to stop the witch before the cure would take effect.

Forcing the tombstone from Bonnie's tight grip, he threw it at the stone wall shattering it into a thousand pieces. Bonnie's chanting didn't even falter though, was he too late he thought? He could see she was still clutching onto something in her right hand. He tried to pry her hand open but she wouldn't relinquish her firm grip on whatever it was she was holding.

Quickly he tried a different tact. Grabbing the witch by both shoulders he shouted into her ear to be heard above the roaring wind "Stop, Silas is dead" the brief lapse in Bonnie's concentration was all he needed ripping the object out of her hand. Holding it up he recognised the talisman as Qetsiyah's, taking no chances Kol let it drop to the floor and smashed it under his boot.

He was starting to have trouble standing up, still clutching onto Bonnie's shoulders for support. His vision was blurring in and out but he could see her pupils change from white to a warm forest green, it was the colour of success, he had done it.

His breath was starting to catch in his throat, struggling to find air. "Kol!" he could see her lips move but there was only a loud ringing in his ears. Then it all went clear, his vision was crisp, he could hear the water dropping into a small puddle in the back corner of the cave, smell Silas's dried blood under his fingernails. "Kol, what have you done?" Seeing Bonnie's confused face in front of him, he felt his heart beat for a moment. Then everything went black as he felt his legs give out from under him, hitting the dirt hard.