Allison's eyes darkened as she pulled a vervain bomb out of her pocket. She threw it right at Kol's face and the vampire immediately screamed as the vervain entered his eyes and his mouth. He jerked around hard enough to free himself from the wall but he was stumbling around blindly now. Allison had already fucked up his face, his brain, his eyes, everything with one stab of her knife. But now Kol seemed incapacitated from the neck up.
She punched him then, unable to contain herself. So many weapons but she wanted to get up close and personal. Allison had a hell of a punch, Kol probably didn't feel it much considering he was an original vampire. But she wanted the satisfaction. Scott was already covered in bruises and scratches and he moved towards them but Allison held her hand up. "I've got it!" she shouted at him.
"Do you? Do you got it? I've changed my mind, little hunter. I'm going to wring your neck." Kol groped out blindly for her as she pulled the machete off of her back. He had likely ruined her bow but if she couldn't fix it she would find a new one. For now she had this and this would work just fine. She punched him again and he grabbed her, jerking her towards him but he couldn't see and so he was grabbing at her blindly. He grabbed her shoulder and squeezed hard enough to make her wince but he didn't do any serious damage. She elbowed him in the face before he could get that far.
He jerked her down to the ground and jumped on top of her and when Scott came at him he seemed to sense the wolf's presence and shoved him away. Scott banged hard into the wall of the cabin and fell to the ground.
"Don't you remember the first thing you taught me about hunting," Allison whispered in his ear as his fingers curled around her chin. "Always go for the heart." With that she pushed the machete through Kol. She shoved as hard as she could. His fingers tightened for a moment but then almost immediately loosened as he went limp. Blood dripped heavily down the edge of the machete's blade, soaking Allison.
Always go for the heart. That was something even Gerard would have approved of. Allison's heart had been taken when Kol had abused her and now she had taken his. Fair was fair.
She flipped him onto his back where he fell with a thud and Scott was there to help her up but she didn't want help. She wanted one thing and one thing only. She put one foot on Kol's chest and jerked the machete free. More blood dripped but Allison wasn't squeamish. She dropped to her knees by her side and reached into Kol's chest. She rooted around until her hands found his heart and she yanked it free so that it was beating in her hands. She held it, savored it for a moment before tossing it aside on the floor.
She stood up and picked up the machete and raised it high over her head before swinging down over and over and over again. Blood splashed up on her face as she sliced up every inch of him until he didn't move at all anymore. He didn't do anything. He might not be dead but he sure as hell looked like it.
The machete fell to the ground with a clang and Allison wiped her brow with her bloody sleeve before taking a step backwards, a little horrified by what she had done.