Klaus shook his head, smirking. "You're one odd girl, love." He said. He watched as she closed her eyes and turned in the opposite direction. "If you say so, love, but we shouldn't be too long, you have caused quite a ruckus back there, no doubt they'll send more people, a lot more, to the quarter." Klaus said. He chuckled when she told him to keep her in good graces with Marcel. "Will do, love." He said and stared at the three black cars racing by. "That's not something you see a lot." He said, narrowing his eyes. They followed the cars to a gas station and he recognized Damon's car. They parked and went inside, where Damon was being attacked, two stakes sticking from his body.

He looked over and before he could do anything Cassie had already taken out the last remaining hunters. [i]Good work, love.[/i] He thought to himself. He looked over at Damon as he limped towards him. He stared at him, wide-eyed. There are more? Klaus looked to Cassie as she was speaking to Anya and then saw Anya storm off. "After her." He growled. "They are here for her- Marcel sent them." He said. A scream echoed through and Klaus flashed outside, but Anya was gone and one of the cars were gone.

. . .

Anya stared in horror when she saw a stake go through Damon's shoulder. "No!" She cried out. When Damon told her to watch out, she turned just in time, but he already put himself between the two and took another stake in his lower back. "Damon!" She called out, watching as he removed the stake from his lower back. She wasn't paying attention to the other hunter sneaking up on him to plunge it in his heart, it was the snap of a neck that alerted Anya. She quickly stood up and watched the girl remove the stake from his shoulder. Damon sauntered off to the men that came with Anya, and she glared at the girl. "I'm not out of control." She said, narrowing her eyes.

When the girl mentioned protecting her, Anya rolled her eyes. "Why does everyone think I am some bomb just ticking away, ready to explode? I can take care of myself, I don't need someone protecting me all the time." She said and pushed past the girl and outside. Sure, they may have been a bitch move, but she was tired of being treated like a child. Anya felt the tears burn her eyes, but felt a pain shot through her head and she fell to the ground, swallowed by blackness. The remaining two figures quickly grabbed the young witch and threw her in the trunk and then took it, speeding down the highway back to Marcel.

When they got to the quarter, Anya was still out. They got out and grabbed her, typing her wrist and putting tape over her mouth before bringing her to Marcel. "We've got her." One of the men said. Marcel smiled. "Good- put her in the basement and chain her up. If her powers go out of control, well she'll have a lot of very hungry vampires to deal with- be sure to tell her when she wakes." He said, dismissing them as they went to do as thy were told. "Tomorrow, she'll meet Devina." He said, almost wickedly.