Ron froze in disbelief as Damon's stake pierced through Sarah's heart. For a moment, his mind went blank — then fury exploded inside him. He lunged forward, ready to tear Damon apart, when Stefan suddenly appeared and grabbed him from behind.
Ron struggled, eyes burning red with rage, but before he could shout Damon's secret aloud, a hand clamped over his mouth. Turning his head, he saw it was Lexi, Stefan's friend.
Within seconds, Damon had already followed Sheriff Forbes out of the bar, Sarah's lifeless body in tow. Ron stopped struggling, glaring at Stefan with cold fury before signaling him silently to let go. As soon as he was free, he caught sight of Elena nearby — her worried eyes watching him — but he didn't say a word. He turned away and vanished in a blur, his Rabbit Talisman igniting his speed.
Ron didn't calm down. He ran straight to the small cabin he had bought months ago—a secret spot he had originally intended to use for crafting weapons to kill vampires. Back then, he hadn't known how to kill them; now, he did.
Sunlight, a wooden stake to the heart, or decapitation.
Damon's daylight ring made sunlight useless. So the stake and the blade were his only options.
He stepped into his tool shed, grabbing blocks of hard wood and carving them into stakes — sharp enough to pierce a vampire's chest clean through. Once finished, he sat there, thinking. He didn't know where Damon would go, but he knew one thing — he wouldn't hide forever.
"Damn it… whatever. I'll wait at Stefan's place. If Damon shows up, I'll end it there."
When Ron arrived at the Salvatore house, he found Stefan and Damon already fighting, with Lexi watching from the side. The moment he stepped through the door, Lexi noticed and blocked his path.
"Move," Ron said coldly.
Hearing his voice, both brothers stopped mid-fight and looked his way.
"What's the matter? Keep fighting. Here—" Ron tossed one of his stakes at Stefan mockingly. "You'll need it."
"Move aside," he repeated to Lexi, his tone sharper.
"Ron, calm down," Lexi urged softly.
"I'll calm your damn grave down!" he snapped, rage erupting. In a blur of motion, powered by the Rabbit Talisman, he kicked Lexi hard enough to send her flying. She was strong — older and tougher than both brothers — but even she couldn't match Ron's speed.
Before anyone could react, Ron hurled one stake like a throwing knife at Damon and charged forward with another, ready to finish the job.
The first stake hit Damon, but not fatally — his aim was off, and it lodged in his abdomen instead of his heart. Stefan managed to stop Ron's next strike, blocking him mid-charge.
"Ron, please, just calm down!" Stefan begged.
"Calm down?!" Ron shouted, his voice shaking with fury. "He turned Sarah, killed Tyler, Vicki, even your own family, Zach! And now Sarah's gone! Tell me, Stefan — do you still think he has humanity left? Don't push me, or I'll kill you along with him!"
Ron shoved Stefan away violently and rushed toward Damon again. Damon was still down, struggling to pull the stake from his stomach, when Ron raised his hand for the killing blow — only for Lexi to appear again, kicking him across the room.
"Sorry, kid," Lexi said, standing between them. "But right now, the last thing this town needs is more chaos. You know the council's already suspicious. If they find out about you or Bonnie, everything falls apart."
Damon groaned, finally yanking the stake out. "And as for why it had to be Sarah," he said coldly, "you remember what you still owe me."
Ron spat blood, laughing bitterly. "The reason Mystic Falls is crawling with hunters is because of you! You keep killing people! And as for that necklace—you'll never find it."
The fight drained out of him for a moment. Damon, Stefan, and Lexi stood silently, but Ron's fury didn't fade.
"Stefan, you claim you hate what Damon does. You claim you want redemption. So what now? Watching your brother kill the people you care about again? Will you wait until Elena dies before you act?" Ron snapped, his voice trembling with disgust. "And you, Lexi—don't think I don't see what you're doing. If Sarah hadn't been here tonight, it'd be someone else you'd sacrifice for your precious Salvatore brothers."
He shook his head. "Enough. I'm done talking. From now on, I won't hold back."
Ron lunged again. Stefan tried to stop him, and Ron didn't hesitate — he drove a stake straight toward Stefan's heart. Lexi moved just in time, pushing Stefan aside — the stake pierced his shoulder instead of killing him outright.
Damon retaliated instantly, blurring behind Ron and stabbing him clean through the chest with another stake. Ron gasped, falling to one knee as blood soaked his shirt.
"That… actually hurt," he muttered, half-laughing through the pain.
The three vampires froze in shock as Ron slowly stood up — and pulled the stake out of his chest like it was nothing.
"You really thought my immortality was like yours?" he said coldly. "I don't die, Damon. Ever."
Damon hesitated. "Ron, wait," he said finally. "We can't stop you, and I know that. But if you kill me, Stefan will fight to the death to stop you. And if you kill him—I'll spend eternity making sure you regret it. You can't protect Caroline forever."
Ron smirked. "Caroline broke up with me. That threat means nothing."
"Oh, I think it does," Damon said with a twisted smile. "You'd do anything for your friends. For Sarah. And I'm not giving you another choice."
Ron turned to Stefan. "So this is what you want too?"
Stefan looked torn. "Ron… I don't want to hurt Caroline. But you know I'll kill Damon myself when the time is right."
Ron let out a dry laugh. "Wow. The perfect pair — one's a monster, the other's a hypocrite."
He finally dropped his stance. "Fine. You've got three days. Leave Mystic Falls, all of you. If I see either of you after that, I'll expose everything — vampires, witches, all of it. I'll burn this town down before I let you take anyone else. I'll take Caroline and disappear, and you'll never find her again."
He turned to leave.
"My necklace—where is it?" Damon demanded.
Ron glanced back, smirking. "You idiot," he said, then vanished in a blur of speed, gone before Damon could react.