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tragcdysewn · 11 months

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small little plotting/starter call for hwevent 15 under the cut! honestly, a lot of my muses are not gonna be very interesting ic for this one, but they will still join in the fun

abigail mckinnon

vaguely concerned about her family, but is ultimately going to be living her life as normal until something happens to one of them, because she is not a detective nor does she want to be

ahsoka tano

unfortunately she's legally obligated to care even though she's pretty sure this is just palpatine nonsense part 79, so she will be looking into things and setting up security at the white house

allana solo

nope, absolutely not, you can not pay them enough to get involved in this shit. she's got her own problems and girl is exhausted

ariana dumbledore

it honestly would not even occur to her to try and involve herself in this. she's a little nervous for herself and her family but they're all smart enough to protect themselves barring the twins who are babies and not likely targets so

ariel

honestly, idk if ariel understands the concept of a serial killer, but she's definitely a little concerned that people seem to be dying. she could definitely be convinced to sleuth, but it's not her first instinct

arlecchino

arlecchino is having fun. girl is gonna plant some fake evidence, maybe steal a few bodies from the morgue to harvest some organs if she can. she's only here for cause chaos

bela dimitrescu

see arlecchino, bela is just taking advantage of the bullshit going on, having a little snacc if she stumbles upon any bodies

beru lars

bop bop bop beru is getting her gun out if anyone comes too close to her so do not try it i'm not sorry

cassie lang

will be genuinely investigating and trying to find out what the hell is going on. she will also be very protective over her friends, sorry not sorry

danika barnes

honestly is laying low, girl is paranoid and wants absolutely nothing to do with any of this. she has almost no attachments in this city and has no intention of getting involved for random people

davina claire

there's a very good chance davina investigates a bit but only if she starts getting worried magic is involved. a normal serial killer is so many levels of not her problem

dewey riley

man is on edge. they are armed always anyway but now he is about two seconds from shooting at any moment. any and all ghostfaces will be getting shit, and tatum is getting a gun happy early birthday

elphaba thropp

hell no. elphaba doesn't like people enough to get involved, and her history with trying to do the right thing tends to end with her getting accused of murder and other crimes so hard pass

eula lawrence

she's a cia agent so she will be looking into it a bit but really this isn't her job, could probably get dragged into shit if amber pouts at her enough but it's definitely not her priority

feng xin

fuck no!! the last time he tried to scooby a mortal massacre his whole life went to shit!! he is wrapping tara in bubble wrap and making sure his clown friends stay the fuck out of this thank you very much (they won't, and he'll cave and help in ~10 seconds)

feyre archeron

she's going to protect her family, but beyond that, she doesn't put much stock in her own investigation skills, so unless someone asks her for help, she won't be doing much

hallie parker

she's posting conspiracy theories on twitter and retweeting any posts she can about it. prepare for a very long video essay when the first killer is caught outlining everything they know about them

hazel levesque

demigods are not supposed to deal with mortal problems, so unless they or her brother is affected, hazel is pretty much staying out of this whole thing

he chunyu

no thank you this is an easily stressed out bitch! girl is hiding in her bedroom until this is all over thank you good night

howl jenkins pendragon

they'll make protection spells for anyone who asks, no charge, and will be worrying about his family and his little group of obnoxious teenagers way more than they'll admit

james potter

man is physically incapable of staying out of shit, he will be investigating way too often, might get himself into some shit because it's james

james witherdale

i mean... this is just a buffet for him sorry

jin zixuan

he could easily be pulled into an investigation, and will be very on edge, but it probably won't occur to him to look into this on his own because he's Just Ken™️

jun wu

honestly man is waiting to get blamed for this, he's not sure who's gonna call him out first but he's sure it'll happen and is just ready to be like 'if i'd done it no one would know they were dead also why would i kill some random mortals idk'

kiyi

they have no intention of being a part of this. kiyi is not a fighter at all, despite their best efforts, so the most they'll do is try to protect their friends that don't have any abilities

kore sekkari

lol, kore is honestly thinking this is a fun time. she's not one for senseless violence, but watching the jedi scramble and fail over and over again to stop it is pretty funny to her

korra

she's gonna help people if they get the chance, but they're not gonna go hunting down a magically powered serial killer until the situation gets more serious

lan wangji

man is out to protect people, and will probably keep an eye on things where he can, try to keep people safe, but his priority is his family and keeping them alive and keeping himself alive for their sakes

li susu

she's also big on protecting people, but she also has a very small child to take care of so she's not going to throw herself into anything without enough knowledge to know she can handle it

lumine

honestly will probably be playing scooby doo with amber and hu tao, will probably also drag zhongli into it to help keep an eye on childe because she does not trust that man

luo fumeng

most of her loved ones are not people she worries about in something like this, maybe penelope and sabrina but even them not so much. she's confident they can all take care of themselves

lysandra ennar

she has done their part saving the world, they are done thank you very much, she wants to take a nice little cat nap

manon blackbeak

she does not care. i'm sorry but she doesn't give one single shit unless one of her friends gets killed

marinette dupain-cheng

will be patrolling as ladybug as often as possible, trying her best to at the very least stop murders from happening, even if she can't manage to catch anyone she'd rather save someone if she can

mj jones

girl is in full investigative journalist mode and she will not be stopped. catch her poking around places she should not be and possibly getting herself in trouble

mo ran

he cares about protecting chu wanning and is debating killing xue meng while he can get away with it because he wants that man aware

mobei-jun

could not give less of a shit as long as qinghua isn't getting hurt, because if binghe and sha hualing get attacked lord help the bitch who did it honestly

nangong jingnu

she's not getting involved please just let her chill in her apartment and avoid the hell out of all of this thank you

nie mingjue

*dinkleberg vc* jin guangyao. not but really man is gonna be trying to help where he can and also really debating just killing jgy but probs won't actually do it :(((

qi rong

i mean... its free real estate right? gotta have a little snacc every now and then

renesmee cullen

she honestly is staying out of it, they have no interest in sleuthing or figuring things out, it's not her business at all

rosamund du prix

see nessie, she honestly isn't a detective, and the whole thing just feels very out of her depth in every way

sheev palpatine

he is investigating because he's the vp and he has to, but he's not really fussed unless his siblings or daughter end up injured

shen qingqiu

man is paranoid and probably has a knife on him at all times, but most of his friends are pretty indestructible so he's not too concerned about them

shi wudu

he is concerned about qingxuan. that's really it, honestly

thanatos

people die, it happens, they aren't too fussed as literal death

wanda maximoff

she's going to be trying to protect her friends, but wanda is very unsure of doing anything else atm so we'll see

wen qing

has been getting followed by some random guy for a bit now so is um very concerned but ultimately trying to be cool

xiao lanhua

she thinks dongfang qingcang might have done it. that's all they got but if one of their friends get injured she'll be starting problems

xiao qing

could absolutely be pulled into checking things out, though they're definitely not much help in terms of finding clues she'll go with you for moral support

yor forger

if you hurt her husband or her kid you will die but beyond that? she's staying out of it

#hw: plot call #hw: starter call

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gashleiart · 2 years

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this has been my dream bedroom aesthetic for years🕯🔮🤍

first pic credits: @cotronamydaddy and the rest i found on Pinterest🤍

#bedroom #aesthetic #bedroom aesthetic #davina claire #davina claire bedroom #davina claire aesthetic #davina claire bedroom aesthetic #the originals #the originals aesthetic

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fandomspov · 2 years

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･ﾟ𖡼 ︎ִֶָ⁀➷

FOREVER | d. claire

「 sᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ 」 ଽ you and davina are a happy couple until kol comes into image and destroys everything.

「 ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢs 」 ଽ swearing ; death ; angst ; sad ; gn! reader .

「 ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ 」 ଽ 832

➪ ᴀᴜᴛʜᴏʀ's ɴᴏᴛᴇs ❝ hi loves, please don't steal my work and if you repost it make sure to give credits. requests are always opened, enjoy ❞

DAVINA'S POV

I always admired the aesthetic of y/n's house, it was so simple yet so much detail was put into it. me and y/n were sitting in their bedroom, laughing our asses off not caring about a single thing around us, forgetting about all the supernatural stuff happening, just us in their room, in love.

after days of suffering from my past heartbreak, life finally seemed to get better by day with them by my side. do i still think about it? yes. do I miss him? no, not at all. it feels like time just stops when i'm around them

i could never imagine myself with anyone else, i will make sure this is forever.

i got snapped out of my head by y/n waving a hand in front of my face "hello you still there, dove?"

that smile, damn they're gorgeous. it took me a minute to realise that i was staring "sorry what were you saying?" i apologised "it's fine, i was talking about school anyways" after talking for a bit i decided it was time to go home so i gathered my things and they walked me to the front door.

we said our goodbyes as i pulled them into a deep kiss, i could feel their lips curving into a smile while we were kissing making me smile too "ok love I have to go now" i pecked her lips once more "i love you" "I love you more" before walking to my car

YOUR POV

i plugged my earphones in and started preparing dinner, searching through the cabinets for ingredients. i decided to make some creamy tuscan chicken, as i was chopping the spinach i heard a faint voice behind me being covered by the music playing

"well well, look who we have here" i quickly turned around and saw a man standing there, eyeing me like a lion ready to stack its prey "who are you and how did you get in my house?" grabbed a knife i pointed it towards him.

"weird how you don't know who i am, I'm kol, kol mikaelson" he smirked 'holy shit' i thought, of course, i know him. its like he has 'danger' written all over his face

"what do you want from me" i put on my fake confidence as circled me. i watched his every move, his hand travelling down to grab the weapon in my hands "don't even think about it, mikaelson" i turned around to face him but he was too fast

he slapped the knife out of my hands, pushing me across the room, landing with my back again the wall.

my breath got heavier as my hands started shaking in fear, i wasn't a vampire or a witch to protect myself against him "I've been watching you for a few weeks now, i know the way you act and your beauty stole davina's love from me, too bad i have to get it back "

he sighed faking a pout, my eyes finding his after he grabbed my chin forcing me to look up he placed his hand on my cheek as my heart started beating faster "i can hear your heartbeat, you're scared" he spoke softly in my ear sending shivers down my spine

"leave me alone, please" i begged as tears rolled down my cheek, he chuckled pressing his hand on my chest "i'm afraid i can't do that, I've been seeing how happy davina is with you, but she'll be happier with me. do you know how many times she went home and jumped around or squealed into her pillow after hanging out with you, huh? she used to do that with me too, i can't stand seeing her so happy without me"

i can feel his hand grip my heart, my lips parting to let out a scream but nothing came out, one last glance into his eyes and everything went black.

DAVINA'S POV

it's been a week since i found y/n dead, i couldn't stop crying, i knew it was kol because everyone loved them. one night he came to my house and i tried to kill him with my own hands so i can revenge

"you can be with me again, angel" he groaned as i looked into his eyes with tears still rolling down on my cheeks "you wish" i threw a punch in the face, the action making him fall

"you bitch" i got on top of him and hit him more, letting all my anger out

i got a white oak stake and stabbed kol right in the heart "i fucking hate you!" i confessed before his entire face went grey letting the tears fall on him.

after calming down i went into a forest and dug his grave, then put him inside and covered him with dirt "go to hell"

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kmikaelsonimagines · 3 years

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Bury My Mistakes: A Kol Mikaelson Imagine

Request from @boredperson120: Hey there I love ur work and I was wondering if you could do an imagine where the reader is Davinas older sister who is a hunter and has had past relationships where the guys would just cheat on her. Also she is currently in a relationship with Kol and she walks in on him and Davina, with that she leaves town feeling broken and Kol regrets it and does everything in his power to get the reader go back together with him. Can it be a happy ending? Please you’re my fav writer ❤️❤️

Two things: obviously, I do not condone cheating. And two, this is my last imagine and my inbox is now clear! Requests are still open, but please remember to check the rules linked below! Hope this is okay for you lovely, and enjoy x

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If there was one thing that Kol Mikaelson had always taught you it was that some things were better left buried. It was advice you had stuck to, advice you had treated as gospel, not only because it made sense, but because it had come from him. The man you loved, the man who meant so much more to you than any other man you had ever been in a relationship with. He allowed you to bury those past relationships, to bury the hurt they had caused you and pretend as if they had never existed.

He was perfect.

It wasn’t just that he treated you like a queen, that he seemed to worship the ground you walked on, constantly complimenting you and telling you he loved you. It was that he accepted you for what you were, a hunter who often pursued supernatural beings like him if they stepped out of line.

He accepted your family too, practically doting on your younger sister, Davina. It warmed your heart how close they had gotten since the two of you started dating, and it only reinforced your view that he was part of the family. Davina adored him too and it always made you smile when you saw them engage in friendly banter. He was the brother she had never had, and you never failed to remind him.

“Thanks. For being nice to her.” Your sister had never had many friends growing up and you worried about her constantly.

“What is there not to like, Miss Claire?” Kol leaned down to kiss you, and you smiled at the formality of his tone. Forever the gentleman. He had honour and he was faithful, unlike so many of the men you had been with in the past.

At least, that was what you thought.

You had never felt more stupid than when you had walked into Kol’s bedroom to find him kissing your sister. Once again, you had been fooled by a man who wasn’t everything he seemed. No wonder he and Davina were so close, no wonder he had wanted to include her in everything.

They had broken apart at the sound of the gasp leaving your lips, guilt painted all over their faces. Kol had gone to speak, but you had stopped him, running away and getting into your car. You were there now, in fact, tears streaming down your face, speeding in an effort to just get home.

You felt broken, and when you got home, collapsing onto your bed, you realised that the only way you were ever going to fix it was to get away from the cause of it all. You were going to leave New Orleans, bury Kol Mikaelson and your broken heart and leave it all in the ground to rot.

You were going to forget him, and you hoped that Davina had a nice life. You said nice with contempt, rather hoping that she would join him in Hell.

You packed a small bag, before climbing back into your car and driving away. You didn’t bother saying goodbye, knowing that no-one would miss you. Kol Mikaelson was just another mistake, and maybe, maybe this was a slight overreaction, but that thought didn’t cross your mind. Not until over a month later.

You had been settled for a while now in a new town where nobody knew who you were. Kol Mikaelson was a distant memory, at least, that’s what you were trying to make him, your heart still shattering every time your phone rang, his name flashing up on the screen. He had been trying to call you since you left New Orleans, obviously not knowing where you were.

“Why won’t you just get the hint?”

“Because I need to talk to you.” You turned at the voice that floated through the open window, eyes widening as you saw the man who had broken your heart in the worst way possible. “Let me in. Please.”

“And why the hell would I do that? In fact, how did you even find me?” You tried to come across as angry, tried to pretend that you didn’t want him there. But you couldn’t ignore the tiny part of you that was glad to see him, the part that thought maybe he really did love you, maybe he was here to apologise.

The voice that told you to bury him told you it would idiotic to take him back, but your heart was aching, desperate to be fixed and you knew that he was the way to do it.

“Y/N, please.”

You remained stoic, not getting your hopes up.

“Whatever you have to say, you can say from there.”

“Okay.” He huffed, clearly frustrated. You resisted the urge to tell him to leave, but stood your ground. “Y/N, what happened with me and Davina. It’s not what you think. Well, it was. But it’s not anymore. The moment you walked in on us, the moment I saw your face, I knew it was the biggest mistake of my life. I have spent every waking hour since trying to find you, so I can look you in the eyes and tell you that I’m sorry. I don’t want to be something else that you bury, another person that hurts you, because I love you, Y/N. And I know, I know that I don’t deserve it, but I’ve lived over a thousand years and I have never felt the way I feel when I’m with you. So, if you could please, please, just give me another chance.”

You were silent for a moment, as your heart helped you dig up the mistake you had buried. It was no longer a mistake, having shrunk to a needle and thread, stitching up the broken fragments that resided in your chest.

And then you spoke.

“Well, I suppose you’d better come in then, Kol.”

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dareal-tayy · 3 years

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Jealous

Fandom: The Orginals

Pairing: Davina Claire x Male Hybrid Reader

Summary: You and Davina where on a date at a carnival having fun until some random girl started flirting with you making Davina jealous.

You and Davina where stressed out from searching for a spell for a knew foe that appeared from the Mikaelson's past, so you decided to take her out on a date.

Davina: Y/n, we need to find that-" before she could finish her sentance, you cut her off.

Y/N: I'm going to take you on this date, i don't care what Klaus thinks, your going to have fun." You told her as you grabbed her hand and dragged her to the carnival, she couldn't help but smile and knew she could only love you.

As you and Davina did all sort of activities on the carnival and had all lot's of funn but it all had to end at some point. When a random girl came up to you and started flirting with you.

Davina was filled with jealousy, how could somebody try to take what was her's. She pulled your collar towards herself and smashed her lips on top of yours, suprising you and the girl.

Davina: Back off, he's taken." She told the girl with a glare, causing the girl to run away scared, you turned around to look at her with a suprised face.

Y/N: where you just jealous?" She looked away emberassed by what she just did.

Davina: Yeah, i was." She told you while still looking away you, a grin krept it's way upon your face as you took her by the waist and kissed her with passion.

Y/N: That was hot." She couldn't help but blush at your words, as she looked into your eyes, you could both tell that you guys didn't want to continue this date but wanted to do soemthing else.

You both quickly left the carnival and headed back to your own private house that only the both of you knew about.

Davina didn't wait until you guys were inside as she started kissing you with passion, as you did to her. You picked her up while opening the door, as you guys entered the house you didn't let go of each other.

Clothes were thrown on the ground as you both were on your way to the bedroom. You layed her down onto the bed as you hovered above her.

Davina: Y/N, i need you." She told you while looking into your eyes with only love. You kissed down her neck causing her to let out a moan making you more hungry for her.

Your kissed went from her neck down to her thighs, to tease you stopped making her head shot up from the bed.

Davina: Y/N, why d-" You cut her off again by fliping her, so that her ass was facing you. Without any remorse you shoved your finger into her pussy making her scream out in pleasure. You used your other hand to rub circles on her clit.

Y/N: You like that?" You asked her with a smirk on your face. She answered you, by again screaming your name in pleasure.

Davina: Yesssss, i love how you touch me Y/N!" You shoved another finger in her pussy making her scream out in pleasure as she climaxed.

Davina could see that you were hard and she didn't want to be the only who was coming, so she quickly grabbed your cock and began sucking you off, making you feel amounts of pleasure.

Y/N: Just like that Davina!" You grabbed her head and made her gag on your cock, within minutes you were coming in her mouth.

Without waiting for her to rest you shoved your cock into her pussy, as she moaned out your name.

You grabbed her arms as you pumped into her harder and harder wich each pump.

Davina: Y/N! Yes harder!"

She kept on screaming your name as you made rough movements for you and her to cum.

Y/N: Davina! I'm going to cum!"

Davina: Cum inside me! Let's do it together." You pumped into her one last time and releashed all your fluid into her.

You collapsed onto to the bed, as Davina cuddled into your chest and you gave her one last kiss before you both fell asleep from exhaustion.

#davina claire #Davina Claire x Male Reader #the orginals #hyrbid #gxb #male reader

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malethirsty · 4 years

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Loyalty - Alaric Saltzman

Summary: In a time of despair for the former Hybrid host, Klaus decides to have some fun with him, which leads a darker Alaric to ravage you, one beyond control.

Warnings: M/M smut (21+), Bareback (Wrap Before You Tap!), Daddy Kink,

Inspired by: https://twitter.com/MaleThirst/status/1202936339643023360

Whilst you had been living it up between Klaus, Tyler, Stefan & Marcel, things had fallen apart back in Mystic Falls. Damon in his alcoholic mess of a state, had sipped on the wine at the Mikaelson Ball and after Esther followed through with staking Finn, he of them bit the dust. Elena & Jeremy were furious and had used Bonnie’s magic to track you to New Orleans, if only they’d known what happened to witches there. Having informed Marcel of Elena’s judgemental behaviour, he had his armed progeny lock her up in the quarter’s dungeons, from the front row seat with Klaus, you saw Jeremy, heartbroken and crying at the sight of Marcel & his allies celebrating his half sister’s fate. You’d feel bad if it wasn’t for how she had you isolated and you were initially relieved that the Gilbert had been dragged away by an eager Kol, catching a few words of what he said as he dragged Jeremy away “Darling stop struggling, you’re gonna love the life I have planned for you.” The relief however was cut short as Kol’s idea of Jeremy’s new life was turning him into a vampire and capitalising on his newfound thirst for blood & sex to start a relationship with his new protege. With newly turned vampires, their need for both was incredibly persistent, and this raised the problem, how were you supposed to do your business with Klaus, Tyler, Stefan & Marcel, when Kol & Jeremy were seemingly attached at the ass every waking moment of the day?

“KEEP IT DOWN!” You yelled down the hall after another fuck with your harem was ruined by persistent loud noise from Kol & Jeremy “Not my fault we’re hot and heavy darling.” Kol sniped back “For Fucks Sake!” You groaned, turning to Klaus, Tyler, Stefan & Marcel, another romantic night ruined. “This is a fucking disaster.” Stefan put simply, “Can’t we do something?” “We can’t exactly ask him to leave.” Tyler pointed out “He’s still Klaus’s brother.” “Well Klaus’s brother is stopping our sex, and I need to fuck Y/N.” “You all do!” You state, trying desperately to stop an argument blowing up “Klaus, do you have any ideas? WITHOUT a White Oak Stake!” You specified, knowing more staking would result in Elijah and Rebekah mutinying. “I do have an idea, but you may not like it.” “At this point, I’m willing to do whatever.” Klaus smirked at your desperation “Y/N, I think it’s time we paid your old crush a visit.” You gulped as Marcel raised his eyebrows to you, intrigued by Klaus’s statement “You sure?” Klaus nodded at your question “It’s time you taught your teacher crush how to worship you like you adored him.”

Due to Damon death and the sudden disappearance of Elena & Jeremy, Alaric had withdrawn from Mystic Falls & now the lounge of the Gilbert was his domain, sleeping on it almost every night and even for long hours into the day, however today was going to be different for the hunter. Whilst he was in his dreamscape, he heard a voice calling him, “Alaric” it decadently said. “Who’s there?” He responded “Do not be afraid, I have come to offer you what you need: The Gilbert siblings Elena & Jeremy” Alaric looked startled “Where are they, how do you know I need them?” “They’re in New Orleans, kept under lock and key by the Mikaelson empire.” Alaric looked shocked as a “Fuck!” Fell from his mouth “It’s horrible, the sounds that come from the dungeon, lest of all when Kol arrives to see Jeremy! loud cries, lord knows what The Mikaelsons are doing to him!” “You need to take me to him!” Alaric cried out, now starting to panic as the disembodied voice told him of Jeremy’s suffering. Suddenly hands encased him “Calm yourself.” The voice said, moving out of the darkness of Alaric’s head to reveal the speaker: a young woman with chocolate brown hair. “Who are you?” Alaric asked “My name is Davina Claire. I’ve sensed your anguish and have come to save you.” “Like some kind of Fairy Godmother or something?” Alaric questioned, Davina tilting her head “Something like that yes.” At this the hunter began to get nervous “What’s the catch? With your kind there almost always is.” Divina’s head tilted “What’s the matter? Do you always have to think someone has got it out for you? I am merely trying to help, that’s all, nothing else.” Alaric gazed into Davina’s eyes, and finding no trace of malice, let his defences down. “Good, now grip my hands. I will take you safely to New Orleans to free him.” Alaric grabbed onto Davina’s outstretched hands very tightly whilst repeating a vivid incantation. Images began to flash in Alaric’s mind, initially of him and Jeremy, but after a while the images no longer included who he wanted to see. Instead images of beatings, murder, prejudice, expulsion, loneliness, were shown to Alaric, him seeing the events like it was a faded out postcard, Klaus & Y/N eventually melting into these moments, these were their memories. “Let me go!” He growled at Davina attempting to pry his hands away, but they were stuck like glue as Davina repeated her incantation again and again even louder this time. Alaric began to sense what Klaus & Y/N had felt since they had contacted Mikael, Esther, Elena, Damon, Bonnie, Caroline, the angst, the neediness, the anguish, the pain all collided together in one massive hit to the hunter and it filled him with rage, especially knowing he had influenced it “Make it stop! I’ll do anything!” cried Alaric, tears beginning to form, “Anything?” Inquired a familiar voice “Klaus!” Alaric gasped as he turned around to see the grinning hybrid appearing with Y/N, your voice now becoming part of the fray “It’s about time we got on the same level, don’t you think Ric?”

In Davina’s room, you sat back, watching Davina chant her spell, gripping onto Klaus as he connected outward with Davina, your memories and pain being cast onto Alaric in some type of emotion sharing spell that she had located in her books, whilst you were quiet down in New Orleans, you and Klaus were verbally speaking to Alaric due to the spell, hopefully changing his thoughts on Klaus as a whole. Marcel stood behind Davina, making sure she was safe, as these types of spells take a lot of magic out of a witch, Stefan & Tyler shifted behind Klaus & Y/N, wondering how the spell was going, and if all was working out on getting Alaric to turn sides. They didn’t have long to wait however, soon a swirl of magical energy began in the centre of the room, wind whipping as a miniature looking tornado span out of thin air, yet everyone remained stock still, looking forwards to see Alaric slowly appear in the room. As soon as he became more pronounced, the wind stopped howling, and he appeared in full before everyone. “Y/N?” Alaric searched, and you got up and crossed to him “I’m here Alaric, I’m right here.” Alaric threw his arms around you, hugging you deep, as if to make up for pushing him away after you turned to Klaus. Behind you both, motions continued, Marcel taking Davina back up to her room to properly rest, Stefan & Tyler leaving upon Klaus’s orders to stave off Kol & Jeremy. Soon after everyone had broken away, Alaric let go of you “Y/N is easily happy with a hug but I think I should tell you what I, or rather we” he gestured to you & him “Need from you Alaric. As King of New Orleans, my respect must be earned” Klaus informed him, wanting to test the hunter on his loyalty. Alaric nodded towards the hybrid “What do I have to do?” He asked, to Klaus’s dimply grin “You know what you must do Alaric, I’ve been inside you, I know how much you craved Y/N before I came into the picture, was so hard to control myself and not seduce him for you, have you watch trapped as I exercised the thoughts you stroked yourself to every night, lusting after Y/N like some horny desperate man determined to empty his balls cause his wife left him all alone.” Klaus was standing right in front of Alaric, grin prominent as he controlled the situation, Alaric’s look becoming darker with lust as he took in what Klaus was saying “Follow me Ric” You said, breaking the tension, “We have a lot of catching up to do.”

Having led him to Klaus’s bedroom and told him to follow where his desires took him, Alaric imparted in you his ideal sexual roleplay, and told you what you needed to do, with Klaus keeping position in a corner, listening out for Kol & Jeremy’s return. Alaric sat down at a desk dragged into the room for him, and wrapped twice on it. Knowing that was your cue to begin, you raised your hand and knocked on the bedroom door “Come in” came Alaric’s voice, and you crossed the threshold with papers “Y/N, what do I owe this visit to?” “Hi Mr. Saltzman, I’m here to drop off my grading papers.” You said, holding up the assorted items in hand, Alaric nodding his head up at you “Ah, set them down on my desk Y/N.” You did so and looked up to catch Alaric’s tired expression, complete with overdramatic huffing “Is something wrong sir?” You asked, him looking back at you “Nothing to be concerned with Y/N, you can go.” But knowing from his briefing that he didn’t want you to leave, you sat down before him “Alaric, you’ve listened to all of my problems and helped me out, the least I can do is the same for you.” Alaric sighed and then said “I’ve been looking for my wife, she ran off a long time ago with some asshole, never told me why, I’ve been trying to track her down and have her at least explain why she left.” You looked sympathetically at him and shortly responded with “Fuck her, any reason she left is shitty, you’re an amazing man Alaric, she was too bound up in her lust for other men to see it.” Alaric looked surprised at you “Why would you say that? You’ve barely known me.” “I know enough of you to know that you are one of the kindest, selfless and hottest men around, anyone would be lucky to have you Alaric, don’t forget that.” Surprised but satisfied at your outburst, Alaric opened his mouth, and then shut it again, processing what he was going to say, eventually settling on “Thank you Y/N, thanks.” You held out your hands to the distressed man and he eventually folded himself into you, hugging tightly, head resting on your neck, you took in the moment, tension simmering but waiting for the right moment to make a move.

As Alaric moved his head to match your eye line so you could gaze clearly into his, aged yet longing in them, and somehow reached the same moment together. You both surged forwards, kissing deeply, you wrapping your hands around Alaric’s neck, soaking in the boldness and warmth of the history buff, him no doubt indulging in the same energy as yourself. Eventually the two of you broke apart, and Alaric looked stated but soon was replaced by a look of shock “I can’t Y/N, you should go.” “Alaric please.” “Y/N go. We can’t work, not like this.” He said in pain, like it was hurting him to release you, the same pain echoing on your face as you slowly turned away, wanting one more glance of the man of your dreams. Eventually you turned around but only made a few steps before you suddenly got turned around, and were met with Alaric again enfolding himself into you, this time leading the kiss. You wrapped your legs around Alaric’s waist this time, as he led you to his desk, depositing you on it as he mapped out your mouth with his tongue, wanting all of you. He soon pulled away with one clear instruction “Take off your clothes.” You rapidly pulled garments off and threw them every which way, your adrenaline peaking once you heard Alaric’s belt clutter as it was disposed of, as you turned back, you saw him removing pants and underwear, his cock springing out, very hard in front of you. You looked up Alaric’s hairy body, falling more in love as you saw your strong man in front of you, all daddyish and seductively horny, a glint of lust in his eyes “Fuck Y/N, on your knees, suck my dick.” The command was short simple and to the point, and as you disappeared from view behind the desk, you took Alaric’s massive cock into your mouth, swallowing him deep. “Oh fuck” He growlishly moaned out “Suck it, like that Y/N, so fucking good for me.” After a while you moved off him, noticing movement behind Alaric and caught a full sight of Klaus across from you both, stroking his cock to the show you & Alaric were putting on. With your confidence growing, you decided to be bolder and so eventually you missed his cock, instead sucking his balls deep, Alaric letting out a lustful cry of “OH” right above you “God Y/N, you’re a fucking master at this, you know every part that aches for you. You’ve been waiting for this haven’t you? wanted me to give into your slutty ways and have you so wantonly and passionately, God damn it Y/N, keep fucking going!”

You did as he instructed, gripping onto Alaric’s ass for leverage, running your hands down it, also appreciating the hair there as well, Alaric was the daddy type and you were going to relish in the man presented to you. Alaric was right, you’d waited so long, let your thoughts take you to the most horniness of scenarios, and now here was Alaric Saltzman, all for the taking. So indulged were you that you didn’t notice Klaus gripping you and pulling you away from Alaric and straightening you up “I can hear Kol & Jeremy, you better get ready to fuck now.” Taking Klaus’s warning, you knocked the items off the desk as you sprayed across it, Alaric longingly taking in the sight “I guess this is what it all led to, all those long gazes you gave me, the smiles we sent each others way, you improved under my guidance as I cared more and more, and now here we are, about to fuck. Ready for me?” Alaric asked, and you nodded. Lining up his cock with your ass, Alaric thrusted forwards, burying deep as you both let out loud cries of pleasurableness, though in your case pain as you were being stretched out as Alaric became intoxicated by your walls clenching around his cock. “Fuck Y/N, you’re so tight for me, God I’m gonna fucking love this!” He began a smooth pace, getting you used to his length, you looking up at Alaric’s face, utter bliss upon it as he fucked into you. “That’s right Alaric” came Klaus voice “Fuck our Y/N, look at how he’s falling apart for your dick, and this is what you were missing out on whilst you ran off with Elena & her possey.” Alaric growled angrily “Never again, I want you and Y/N right by me.” Klaus appeared behind Alaric, a look of utter lust in his eyes “They’re here, from what I can tell, making out in the hall, now is when we strike.” He gripped both of you and sped you into the wall “Fuck, as loud as you can, let go.”

It was as if you’d hit a green light and floored the gas, Alaric started to ram in and out as a fast rate, which would alarm any woman he’d fucked before, but you welcomed it with the loudest of moans “Fuck daddy, use me, fuck me hard!” Alaric grinned and grunted as he continued to piston his hips forwards “Fucking tight slut, you wanted this dick, now fucking take it!” All of a sudden, you heard a commotion from the room across from yours, you kept going of course but knew that Kol & Jeremy had heard you both. Having known this could happen, Klaus sped to the door and held it down as it began to buckle forwards from sharp punches on the other side “Niklaus, open this damn door now!” Came Kol’s voice, dripping with anger. “No!” Cried Klaus “You have deprived me of Y/N for far too long Kol, now we’re in control. Y/N is fucking Alaric, and God is it the most erotic thing you’ve ever seen.” Deciding to bury the dagger in deeper you cried out to Kol “Not my fault we’re hot and heavy, darling.” You heard screaming from the other side of the compound which soon vanished, Klaus relaxing from the door “Love, he’s gone, I’m assuming Jeremy ran off, so Kol’s gone to look for him.” You somewhat relaxed, it was understandable, his parental figure was fucking in the room right next to him, of course it would be awkward, but you snapped out of your thoughts as Alaric went deeper, hitting your prostate and making you scream out yourself, only in pleasure instead of pain. “Thank fuck, cause I can’t last much longer” Alaric cried out, “Oh fuck babe, you’re doing so good, daddy’s gonna come soon, so clench around my cock tight!” You did as the older man instructed “How good is it, to take this big dick as a fucking reward for being so good to me?” Alaric questioned “So fucking good Daddy, keep doing it!” Alaric grinned “Of course I will baby, this isn’t going to be a one time fuck, not with this tight fucking hole. Oh fuck, I’m gonna come!” Alaric cried out his blissful release as he shot deep, but somehow kept going, before you realised you had been close but not enough to come at that same moment or before Alaric. No sooner had you thought that, but Alaric fucked in so deep that your tipping orgasm dropped over the edge, you yelling out as you came for Alaric.

You collapsed against each other, sweaty and winded. “Fuck” you got out “I know” grinned Alaric, “Damn Y/N, that was by far the best fuck I’ve ever had.” Knowing you had done better than Isobel, the woman he wifed up built your confidence more, Klaus detecting it, grinned. “You can all come out now.” He said, seemingly to thin air, although you were stunned when Tyler, Stefan & Marcel all popped up out from various spots, Tyler through the door leading to the hallway, Stefan from the wardrobe and Marcel from the landing “That was quite a show” Stefan complimented, “Y/N, you are a fucking hot whore, I’ve missed this side of you” Marcel grinned over at you, “Master, can we?” Tyler said longingly, looking at Klaus for approval. Like a flash, Klaus sped towards you, depriving you of Alaric and flinging you towards the bed, you landing flat. “What the hell?” You shouted, clearly in shock, but your questions were answered before you could ask as a bunch of speedy whirs appeared before you, soon dispelling Klaus, Tyler, Stefan & Marcel as naked as Alaric. “We’ve waited so damn long for this, we’re gonna fuck you so good tonight, so hold on tight love.”

#Alaric Saltzman #Male Reader #Alaric Saltzman x Male Reader #Kol Mikaelson x Jeremy Gilbert #Alaric Saltzman Smut #The Vampire Diaries #The Originals #The Vampire Diaries Smut #The Originals Smut #Loyalty

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gxrlcinema · 3 years

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no world outside

summary: Josh and Davina have sleepovers, because they deserve to. Marcel supplies food and chick-flicks.

wc: 893

note(s): Okay, so, I saw this post about Josh and Davina hanging out and being kids a couple weeks ago, and it inspired me so much I wrote this! Also because this fandom is sorely lacking in Josh POV content. So thanks to @dizzydancingdreamer for the inspo and thanks to anyone who reads it! I’m pretty proud of this one.

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Josh knows it’s not really normal. He’s sitting cross-legged on the floor of Davina’s bedroom, scrolling through a dating app while Davina sits across from him, inspecting her drying nails. Which kinda sounds normal, until you remember that Davina’s “room” is actually the attic of an abandoned church. (Davina hasn’t done a lot to help the ambience. Everything is dusty as hell. He wouldn’t be able to see if it weren’t for the early evening sunlight, a hundred candles and like, two old lamps Davina keeps around. Josh thinks she likes it that way. After all, she’s had plenty of time to clean and redecorate.)

At least it’s gotten better. When they’d started doing this, Josh still had to wait for sundown to go outside, and Davina couldn’t leave the attic without being blood-sacrificed. They had evolved since then; Davina died and came back to life, Josh earned a daylight ring, and Marcel had started supplying them with take-out and chick flicks he borrows from Cami. Today, he’d even convinced Davina to let him play Spotify from his laptop instead of listening to Puccini’s Greatest Hits on vinyl.

It’d been playing a steady stream of electronica for a few hours now, so much so that Davina physically perks up at the sound of an acoustic guitar.

“I didn’t know you listened to music with actual instruments in it,” Davina remarks, but doesn’t actually look up from the (now dry) pink polish. (As if she could do any better. The girl may be able to summon the almighty Thor or whatever, but she has no patience.)

“I don’t, normally,” he tells her. “But you can’t really slow dance to club stuff.”

Davina flushes slightly. “I’ve never really danced with anyone.”

It doesn’t surprise him. Davina was pretty sheltered before she was literally in hiding, and she’d been dead during this year’s high school dance season. He can tell it makes her a little sad, the way all the stuff she’d missed does. He puts his phone down and looks at her.

“Well, do you want to?”

Davina’s eyebrows shoot up. “I’m not really your type,” she jokes.

Josh rolls his eyes and pushes himself up to his feet.

“Miss Claire, may I have this dance?” he asks, faux-serious and squinting in his best Elijah Mikaelson impersonation.

Davina laughs, but still eyes him skeptically. Josh extends his hand out to her.

“Come on. If you can bust a move to Vivaldi I promise you can get down to this.”

Davina huffs and rolls her eyes (like he hasn’t already won), but puts her hand in his and lets him pull her to her feet.

For a minute, all they do is stand there. Josh hadn’t really thought through the mechanics of this (nor had he remembered that he sucks at dancing). He starts a shuffle that he hopes is generally in time with the rhythm. Davina gracefully mimics it. She reaches to rest her hands on his shoulders, but she’s 5’3 and can’t quite make it without shoes on. She gives up and grabs his hands instead.

They eventually find a rhythm. Josh sings along to the lyrics, half-remembered and out of key. Davina inserts her own twirls. The floorboards in the old attic groan almost melodically when they dance over certain spots. Fading daylight streams in through the windows, tinting Davina’s eyes golden as she smiles up at Josh. It’s a real smile, the one that lights up her face and makes her look like a kid. Josh can feel his own smile widen at the thought.

They’re almost at the end of the song when it comes tumbling down. Literally. Josh trips over the edge of the rug, pulling Davina with him in a tangle of limbs as his back connects with the floor. The fall knocks the wind out of him (though that’s probably because Davina elbows him in the chest on her way down). There’s a beat of silence before they both start laughing, cackling so hard their sides hurt and tears come out of their eyes.

“Thanks,” Josh gasps, after the last of Davina’s giggles finally peter out. “It’s been a while since I did anything as normal as trip my dance partner.” He rolls over and climbs to his feet, extending a hand to help her up.

“You think I’m normal?” Davina smirks, an echo of the question she’d asked when they’d first met.

“Eh,” he shrugs, “normal’s kind of relative.” She puts her hand in his and allows Josh to pull her to her feet. “Now c’mon, let’s do face masks.”

The face masks are homemade and smell like rotten bananas, but Josh doesn’t complain. Marcel shows up after another half-hour or so, with pizza and The Notebook. Davina claims she thought it was stupid and melodramatic, but Josh catches both her and Marcel wiping their eyes during the credits. Davina falls asleep sometime after Marcel leaves, while Josh is telling her about the cute guy he’s been messaging on a dating app.

She’s a legally dead teenage witch who hangs out in an attic. He’s a disaster gay turned vampire who never knows what the hell is going on. Nothing they do is really ever going to be normal. But maybe, Josh thinks as he looks at the witch zonked out on his shoulder, maybe it’s something better.

#the originals #davina claire #josh rosza #ficlet #my writing #the originals fic #marcel gerard

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forevercaroline · 4 years

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The nine lives of Caroline Forbes chapter 1

For @austennerdita2533, @caritobear, @misssophiachase, @babeyouareenough, @joceysstuff

Xxx

“Come on Rebekah hurry up.”

“You try running in heels.”

Klaus and his younger sister Rebekah and younger brother Kol are running into the tall and open coit tower but these three are not here to see the panoramic views of the city and bay. They followed the man dressed in black and has scars on his face who is sent to kill their kind but at the moment he is after Caroline Forbes who doesn’t know who she is or how to protect herself.

“No please.” The man with scars has cornered Caroline to the edge of the tower she looks down at the ground the people look like ants they are so high up.

The trio hear her cries and Rebekah reaches down and takes her heels off and catches up to her brothers. They are to late they get to the top of the tower as Caroline is pushed off. The man with the scars watches as Caroline’s body hits the pavement.

Klaus reaches out and takes his siblings hands and they turn around quickly and quietly.

The bald guy with scars turns around and watches as the two blondes and brunette siblings are running down the stairs he gets an evil grin on his lips and he chases them down the stairs.

As they get down to the ground. Klaus being older pulls his siblings behind him Rebekah is putting her heels back on behind him and Kol is in front of his sister. Klaus address the man that just killed Caroline. “You would really kill us here out in the open. Knowing who and what we are?”

As the older man with scars saunters towards them drawing a knife pointing it at them. “One way or another you will die if not from my hands it will be from someone’s. The order has declared it.”

Xxx

That morning:

Blonde perky Caroline Forbes wakes up excited for the day to begin today is her sixteenth birthday. All she wants is a convertible bug doesn’t matter what color anything except green or orange.

Her bedroom is as bright and perky as she is and everyone has a dark side too all of that is reflected in her room. With tea dye walls the back wall behind her bed is a black piece of wood with white mandalas over it. As she is getting out of bed with a baby blue padded headboard with her pink striped comfortable and pink and black pillows. She puts on some music and dances as she picks out of her clothes for the day. The sun is shining through the windows of her little nook she has a window seat of red cushions, she has a chair, a footstool and a beanbag in the nook seating area. With her desk one one side and her mirror on the other.

While in her en-suite bathroom taking a shower her mind wonders to the color of car she wants a convertible bug maybe red, or pink, yellow could be cool but maybe blinding they do live in San Francisco, baby blue or regular blue could be pretty.

When she finishes her shower she puts on a pair of denim capris, pink spaghetti strapped tiered cami and a navy textured jacket if she gets cold she also has on black wedges and a silver heart necklace.

She goes down to the kitchen which her mom gives her a kiss on the cheek. “Good morning sweetie.” She hands her a bag which when she unwraps it, its a bag of Reese’s, a new black sweater and two new necklaces one is a gold tear drop with gold balls along the inside surrounding a crescent moon and the other is a tube necklace with three lines hanging down but connected to the other side of the necklace.

Caroline hugs her mom. “Thank you I love them.”

“Your welcome there is one more gift but you can’t see it until tonight.”

She nods and as she is picking up a banana. “Did dad send anything?”

“I’m sorry honey he didn’t we don’t even know where he is its likely he forgot.”

After swallowing some of the banana she looks up at her mom and puts on a fake smile. “It’s ok, I know that he left years ago but I just thought that he would send me at least a card on my birthday its not everyday your adoptive daughter turns sixteen.”

Liz pulls her daughter into another hug, even though she is not the biological parent of Caroline she loves Caroline no different.

Xxx

Before school starts Caroline and her two best friends brunettes Davina Claire and her cousin Enzo Claire are talking by one of the stairwells. “I keep having this strange feeling to visit coit tower I don’t know why. I’m going to try to ignore it.” Caroline rubs the side of her temple ever since, Davina and Enzo picked her up in Enzo’ black Jeep everything has been incredible loud every little noise is amplified she swears she could hear he inner workings of the Jeep it’s giving her a headache.

Enzo’s parents died when he was five and a half, and he was sent from Southampton England to San Francisco to live with his cousin so he has a British accent. “Don’t look now cuz London is coming.”

Davina peaks over her shoulder and bites her lip and just like that Kol and Klaus Mikaelson a devilish duo on a good day are coming down the hallway. Kol has a basketball he is bouncing off the walls and catching it. Klaus and Kol stop in front of the staircase and Kol hands his ball to Klaus so he can flirt with Davina, while Klaus is waiting for them to finish he throws the ball above Caroline’s head and catches it so he throws it again above Caroline’s head who is not thrilled and just waiting for the ball to hit her in the head she reaches up and grabs the ball.

Both Caroline and Klaus walk towards each other with different ideas in mind, Klaus wants the ball back and Caroline wants to give him a piece of her mind. “Listen just because your attractive and British and have dimples and look really good in a Henley.”

Enzo pinches her to stay on topic. “Right doesn’t mean you can throw a ball above my head and I’ll be totally fine with it.”

With one hand Caroline throws the basketball down the crowded hallway and it swooshes into a garbage can near the exit of the school. Students in the hallway are amazed and mummer did you see that, Klaus is speechless and looking down at Caroline but Klaus is not the only one speechless so is Caroline and that whole group.

It’s Enzo’s voice that breaks the silence. “How did you do that?”

Caroline swallows and still shocked. “I don’t know lets go.”

Her and Enzo grab Davina’s wrist and drag her off she yells back to Kol “Talk to you later.”

As Caroline is rushing down the opposite hallway she threw the ball in with Enzo and Davina right behind her Klaus and Kol share a look and watch them flee with amazement.

Xxx

Caroline comes out of science and has to go down the stairs to history when Klaus who is coming up the stairs stops her by putting his arm on the wall and backs her up until her back is against the wall. “ That was impressive earlier. You’ll have to show me your moves.”

Caroline nervous she knows his sister Rebekah better they are friends since the Mikaelsons moved here three years ago she can count on one hand the number of conversations she and Klaus have had one when Rebekah introduced Caroline to her brothers Kol and Klaus she said hi he said hello that was it. “ Moves I dont have any moves. That earlier was a freak of nature.”

“I wasn’t talking about basketball.”

Caroline raises an eyebrow. “Subtle.”

Klaus puts a hand on her waist. “Oh I’m not trying to be.”

Caroline has never been this close to Klaus it’s like she can hear his heart beating. She always thought he was Rebekah’s jerky older brother. “ Why are you talking me?”

He leans in and smells her neck. “You smell nice.”

Caroline now a little uncomfortable but when he smelt her his heartbeat jumped. “ Ok its called taking a shower and perfume.”

If it was even possible Klaus gets even closer to her. “Why are you giving me such a hard time Caroline Forbes.”

“We’ve never had a conversation.”

“Looks like we’ll have to change that. I feel like we are going to be great friends.”

Klaus leans down to give Caroline a kiss as his lips hover over hers they both hear. “Klaus!”

They both look at the stairs going upstairs and Rebekah is coming down. With Klaus distracted Caroline makes her escape as she is going around Klaus she smiles at Rebekah. “Hey beks.”

Rebekah smiles at her.

Xxx

Klaus, Rebekah and Kol are sitting in the library and Rebekah hits Klaus in the arm. “Really klaus.”

“We need to know there is only one explanation for the basketball trick this morning.”

“And if she wasn’t she would be dead. And you would be prime suspect number one.”

Kol chimes in with “The basketball stunt is all over school everyone is talking about it.”

“If Rebekah would of not interrupted my test we would know.”

“She’s my friend plus Nik you were coming off creepy. Seriously smelling her neck we don’t have a specific smell making us different then everyone else.”

Klaus rolls his eyes. “I don’t see you coming up with any better ideas.”

Kol asks. “You’ve been friends with her for three years and you’ve never noticed anything.”

Rebekah side eyes her older brothers. “Its not like we are doing ritual sacrifices and I can see if she heals quickly or lazer tag to see if she has night vision, we’re not doing cheerleading or gymnastics to see if she can jump high. Am I supposed to pretend to want to paint her nails and see if claws extend.”

“We need to find out before they find her that is if she is one of us.”

Xxx

Caroline works at a clothing store/bookstore with a cafe. She doesn’t understand the merge of the two but the clothing store goes into the little cafe off the bookstore. There’s no middle wall between the two. While at the counter of the clothing store a brunette teenager comes to her. “ I’m new to this town, do you know cool spots to check out?”

Caroline turns around and comes face to face with the new student at her school Stefan salvatore she had heard there was a new student. “There is a nice cafe over there. It’s California so people like to hang outside.”

Since it’s a slow day at the shop Caroline and Stefan sit in cafe and talk. “How do you like San Francisco so far?”

“Its nice my dad moves us around a lot. Its just the three of us my dad my older brother and me my mom died years ago.”

“I’m sorry, my dad left years ago its like he’s dead we never hear from him.”

As Stefan is leaving Caroline watches him leave he’s cute.

Xxx

All day Caroline has had this lingering feeling to visit coil tower, she doesn’t know why she visited this place when she was younger before her dad left. As she is walking up the stairs to the building she notices a man in all black and has scars on his face. Three claw marks down the right side of his cheek and neck. The man is watching her go into the tower. As she is looking around at the base of the tower she notices the guy is following her. She figures she’ll lose him going up to the tower since there are thirteen levels of stairs.

Xxx

Present:

Rebekah and Kol had snuck away to find Caroline’s body which people have started to surround around. As Kol and Rebekah are trying to get through Kol announces. “Nothing to see here folks just a prank.”

They hear a women say. “A prank I saw her fall from the tower.”

As Kol is lifting Caroline up Rebekah goes over to the women. “Are you sure your feeling ok your saying a lot of crazy stuff.”

Xxx

Klaus opens the door to the penthouse as Kol brings Caroline in, Rebekah rushes over to the couch to make room for Caroline’s body. Their older brother Finn who is on the phone with his wife Sage while looking out the window sees their reflections in the window and pulls the phone away from his ear. “Did you get to her before they did?”

“No but we did bring her here. When she wakes we will explain everything.”

Finn turns around to see Caroline’s lifeless body laying on the couch. “And how do you know this girl is one of us?”

Kol looks up at him. “She one handed tossed my basketball down a crowded hallway and made a perfect basket in a garage can.”

Finn puts the phone back to his ear to tell Sage he loves her and he’ll call her back. “How long has she been like this?”

All three of his younger siblings look at each other. “An hour.”

“The first death and the loss of innocence is always the longest to come back from.”

Xxx

As Kol’s popcorn is finishing in the microwave Caroline’s eyes open and she looks around at the dark penthouse she is in. Moonlight shining in from a wall of windows, she’s laying on a black couch and there two black chairs on each side of the couch. The last thing she remembers is being at coil tower and that creepy guy following her.

Rebekah is in her bedroom and Klaus is in his studio, Kol went to go make popcorn and Finn was in charge of watching Caroline’s body to see if it did something. While waiting Finn called Sage back he wasn’t paying attention to the couch and the now awake blonde.

Caroline looks around and sees Kol in the kitchen pouring popcorn into a bowl and a man she does not know talking on the phone she gets up and is a little lightheaded really confused on how she got here and her headache is still hurting. As she is going towards the elevator Kol comes out of the kitchen and puts an arm around her waist and picks her up.

“You can’t leave yet.”

She kicks him but it does nothing, she never know Kol was this strong. “What is happening and why are you holding me hostage?”

Kol carries her back over to the couch. “I know it looks like that but this is for you own good. Finn you had one job watch her. Can you get Klaus and Rebekah.”

Finn puts his phone back in his pocket. “I’m in charge here you go get Klaus and Rebekah I’ll watch her.”

“No offense Finn but you didn’t do a good job the last time and I think she could take you.”

Finn flicks his hand and claws comes out of his nails. “I think I can handle one teenage girl.”

Kol rolls his eyes and leaves the living room to get his brother and sister. Caroline looks at the elevator and Finn who is looking at his claws. “ I wouldn’t if I were you. Like my brother said I know this looks bad but we are trying to help you.”

“Help me by keeping me in this dark fortress.”

Finn looks over at her and raises an eyebrow. “Fortress, please this a penthouse.”

Kol re enters with Klaus and Rebekah and Caroline rushes for Rebekah and hugs her finally a friendly familiar face.

Rebekah gets her back on the couch and Klaus sits on the arm of the couch next to Caroline his feet on the couch and arms resting on his knees while Kol sits in a chair off to the side and Finn leans up against the window. Caroline looks at them and they are all looking at her. “Will someone tell me what is going on and how I got here?”

All the siblings look at each other none of them want to explain this it’s hard to explain. Klaus begins. “Kol picked you up after you fell and brought you here.”

Kol adds. “To your death you fell and died.”

Caroline shoots up and exclaims. “What I died. I’m dead, the afterlife is full of Mikaelsons. I can’t die it’s my sixteenth birthday I still have not got a car yet.”

Kol looks over at his siblings. “I don’t know whether to be insulted by that.”

Finn sighs. “How did I end up with this?”

“Freya is busy, Elijah is on a date and Sage is out of town on business.” Finn glares at his sister.

Klaus looks up at Kol while Rebekah tries to get Caroline to sit back down. “I was going to ease her into that tidbit.”

Rebekah gets Caroline to sit back down and is rubbing her arm up and down. “Your not dead... anymore. Look you are like us your Mai.”

Caroline looks over at Klaus and raises an eyebrow. “Excuse me I’m not yours.”

Rebekah tries this time. “No Mai are a group of people who have amazing abilities were not all human but not all god we are descendants of a powerful goddess Bestet we were once protectors of humans and used to help Pharaohs but we got sick of taking orders and the mai and humans had a falling out, for centuries now we’ve been hunted. That man earlier with the scars he was sent to kill you and if we didn’t intervene he would of kept killing you.”

“Kept killing me how many lives do I have?”

Finn from the windows tells her. “Nine we all have nine some refer to us as Demigods, our abilities manifest when we are teenagers.”

Caroline looks at Rebekah. “Is this a joke?”

Rebekah shakes her head no.

“I have claws like him.” She points at Finn.

Rebekah lifts Caroline’s hands up and her finger nails are longer and look like claws. Caroline’s eyes widen. “How do they go away?”

“Relax.”

“That’s easy for you to say you didn’t just learn you died and came back with claws and have had a headache all day.” She glares at Kol for telling her to relax.

Finn leans off the window taking charge. “I know you’ve just been told a lot of things and processing but maybe you would like to go home, you said it was your birthday why don’t you go home and celebrate.”

His three siblings look up at him Finn sometimes can be so insensitive. Caroline nods and Finn flicks a finger to Klaus to take her home.

In the elevator down to the lobby Caroline is pacing and Klaus stops her and puts both hands on her shoulders. “You need to relax did you forget that part where we are being hunted if someone sees claws they will try to kill us.”

Caroline nods and tries to make them go away by closing her eyes tightly but nothing. “Breath with me.”

As the elevator doors open the claws disappear.

Xxx

Klaus drives them to her house, as he drives he asks her, “You were born in the Ukraine right?”

Caroline nods. “How did you know?”

“Mai are not born in America, we come from Europe, Ukraine, Russia that’s where my family was born we moved to London later. Since Mai and humans have had a falling out we can never have a intimate relationship with them. You can not date a human I saw you earlier at that clothing store flirting with that new guy at school that’s all it can be Caroline if you kiss him something bad will happen.”

“Bad how bad?”

“If a Mai kisses a human the human dies best case scenario paralyze before death.”

Caroline turns towards him as he pulls up to her house. “Mai can only kiss mai.”

Klaus nods. “Want to practice.”

Caroline rolls her eyes. “Any more changes?”

“Claws, enhanced hearing, faster reflexes, hyper awareness, accelerated healing, night vision, your stronger now and what am I forgetting oh yeah a tail.”

“What?”

Klaus laughs “Just kidding. About the tail everything else you do get.”

As she is opening the car door. She tells him. “Not funny.”

“Don’t worry one of us will always be there for you, watching out for you.”

Xxx

As Caroline is coming up the front stairs of the two story home she shares with her mom. When she opens the door Davina and Enzo jump out and yell “Surprise!”

Caroline screams and in seconds Klaus is right behind her he places a hand on her shoulder and she jumps they both can hear how fast Caroline’s heart is beating. Klaus leans down and whispers in her ear. His breath tickling as she hears. “Breath.”

She looks up at him surprised he’s here, she thought he left how did he get there so fast. “You forgot this in the car.” He hands her a long black velvet jewelry box. “Happy birthday.”

Xxx

After he leaves Davina and Enzo surround her. “What was Klaus Mikaelson doing here? And what did he give you.”

“You two have had quite the journey today from where you two were this morning.”

Caroline rubs her temple she can hears heartbeats, car’s driving past, clocks ticking, conversations in other homes their TVs. People going for nightly jogs she can hear their music. “Its been an interesting day.” She opens the jewelry box and her eyes widen at the beautiful diamond infinity bracelet.

Liz comes home and sees her daughter and two best friends on the couch. “Your present is here.”

Caroline’s eyes widen and Liz puts her hands over her daughters and guides her outside and there in front of the house on the street is a powder baby blue convertible bug. “Ahhh thank you so much mom.” Caroline flings her arms around her mom’s neck.

Xxx

Later that night after Davina and Enzo went home Liz pulls out a small cinnamon crumb cake for two she gives Caroline and fork and they sit at the island and eat it. After they finish Liz tucks a piece of hair behind Caroline’s ear. “Did you have a good birthday sweetie.”

“It’s definitely one for the books.”

Liz pulls out a card and hands it to her daughter. “This was in the mailbox.”

The envelope does not have a return address it’s addressed to her. She opens the card and all it says is Happy Birthday H.R.

Every year she gets a card from H.R. she doesn’t know who they are and there is never a return address. She has all of them in a shoebox under her bed. One day she hopes to find out who H.R. is.

Xxx

As Caroline is drifting off to sleep Klaus is sitting on her roof watching to see if any harm will come to her. Also her email dings and it’s a email from her father that says happy birthday.

#klaroline #caroline forbes #klaus mikaelson #rebekah mikaelson #multi chapters #davina claire #kol mikaelson #enzo st john #finn mikaelson #the nine lives of Caroline Forbes #liz forbes

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wasteland, baby! || kol mikaelson - chapter one

Summary: Kol makes a deal with the Hollow to revive the first woman he ever loved. Unfortunately, things don’t turn out the way he expects them to.

Word Count: 2,122

❝ my life's just a faded memory of what i can't have ❞

A marriage to a Mikaelson was unheard of. In the thousand years the Originals had been alive, they'd been focused on one thing and only thing only: survival. They moved, every few years or so, to a new city, doing their best to escape the wrath of their father, Mikael. When word reached Mikael of where they'd settled, it was Klaus that prepared the arrangements for their departure. They would flee without sparing another thought.

Perhaps that was why Aniya was sat in the foyer, twisting at her rusted, bronze ring. Moonlight streamed through the curtains, and light jazz music bled from the streets. Truthfully, she wasn't supposed to be awake. Rebekah had brushed out her plaits and sent her off to bed not four hours ago. In another world, she might have listened.

But Niklaus had given her the bedroom next to Kol's. She supposed it was some kind of punishment, though she wasn't sure who it was aimed at. Even when she'd stepped into the compound, dirtied and drowned in her own blood, the Mikaelsons had looked at her as though she were a stranger. To Freya and Nik, she'd even been seen as a threat. Some sort of vessel for the Hollow, whoever that was.

It was Niklaus that demanded a 'head-dive,' though she wasn't sure what that meant. It wasn't until the bastard appeared in front of her and grabbed her head in his hands that she'd realized what he'd meant.

It felt as though all of her memories were being pulled out of her head.

There was no way to know how much he saw, nor was there any reassurance that he believed her in the first place. He was silent when his hands fell to his sides, his face void of any emotion. It was only after Rebekah had snapped him back into reality that he dragged her up the stairs and showed her the room she would be staying in.

The room itself was beautiful, with two windows and a balcony that hung over Bourbon Street. When Aniya slept, she could hear the inebriated laughter of the people below - a far cry from the chanting she would hear a thousand years ago. In any other world, she might've slept with the same tranquility as an infant.

Sadly, the soft jazz and laughter was quickly drowned out by the wails from the other room. They would come at two or three in the morning, like clockwork. Often accompanied by shattering glass and the name 'Davina,' falling from her husband's lips. In another world, she might have blamed him; but how could you expect loyalty from a spouse that couldn't even remember your name?

It was two o'clock now. The foyer was across the compound, as far from Kol's bedroom as she could get. It was moments like this that she was thankful the ritual hadn't altered her hearing. Because for now, she could pretend. She could tell herself the only reason she was awake, was because she had drinken too much tea earlier that day and couldn't bring herself to sleep.

She could tell herself her husband would wake in the morning and become worried when he realized she wasn't there. She could tell herself their marriage had lasted longer than two weeks before she passed, and the wedding rings they'd exchanged weren't made from their father's dulled swords.

And in the early morning hours, she could tell herself she was happy with how things had turned out. That she was happy to be alive.

"What are you doing here?"

Aniya was met with the cold glare of her dear husband. The jazz music seemed to fade away, the sense of peace she'd felt disappearing in an instant. "I couldn't sleep."

He seemed to scoff at that. A bitter silence filled the room as he crossed to pour a round of bourbon into a clear glass. He drank it immediately, lightly wincing at the taste before pouring another. Truthfully, Aniya hadn't expected him to come here. Usually he was locked away, and Elijah would make an effort to leave food at his door. Of course, he rarely moved more than a crumb.

"You should eat." The statement went ignored as he drank another glass. "Rebekah says Originals can still die."

"Death is temporary, darling." His voice was hoarse, the remark had physically pained him to say. Even the world 'darling' tasted like poison. "Trust me."

The younger witch leaned back in her seat, pulling the warm blanket over her shoulders. Rebekah had only owned silk nightgowns, which were particularly useless when it came to warmth. She would have been given other clothes if she was meant to leave the house, but Elijah had made it a rule that she couldn't leave until she fit into modern-day society. That, of course, would start with her hair.

Long hair had been popular in the New World. Every morning, mothers, daughters and sisters would twist each other's hair into beautiful plaits, decorated with flowers and herbs. Aniya had been making an effort to grow her hair out since she was a child. Now, her raven-black hair had grown past her waist, falling just above her hips in waves. Rebekah braided it into plaits each morning when she noticed how uncomfortable it made her.

She still remembered the smile on Kol's face when he ran his fingers through her hair. He'd tried, once, to twist her hair into a simple braid. She could hear him cursing beneath his breath, and eventually cheating when he muttered a spell that embelished her hair with forget-me-nots and baby's breath.

If she closed her eyes, she could still see the adoration in his eyes when he called her beautiful. She held onto that when she'd died. Truthfully, it was the only thing she'd had to hold onto, spending a thousand years in darkness. The thought would leave a smile on her face no matter how many times she thought of it; but now, the memory made her throat tighten. Perhaps she were better off in that darkness.

"Why do you hate me?"

The Original's glass clattered on the countertop. His eyes were trained on the decades-old bourbon.

'Hate her?' He glanced at the strange girl. She was curled into a ball, bandages trailing up and down her arms and legs. His sisters had given her a choker to wrap around her neck, concealing the slash on her throat and the wound at the base of her skull. She'd refused to let Rebekah heal it, muttering something about a boy named Vihaan. Part of him wanted to believe her story -- to understand what had happened to her, and to comfort her; but no matter how hard he tried to dig into his memories, he was met with an impenetrable mist, and he couldn't bring himself to fight against it.

Instead, he stayed behind it. Ran back to the memories he knew to be true, and placed a wall between the two of them. Whatever she was hiding, he didn't want to remember.

"I don't hate you."

"You're lying." Aniya looked up at him, her brown eyes seeming to challenge him. "We haven't even spoken since the night you found me."

"Darling, I haven't spoken to much of anyone since the night I found you. Need I remind you Niklaus isn't exactly jumping for joy at the fact that I risked everyone's life in favor of..." He trailed off, then drowned his sorrows in whiskey once more.

"Davina Claire." Even when it was Aniya herself, the name still managed to cut through to her very soul. "I've noticed. Who is she, Kol?"

He winced, her words seeming to burn into his skin. "Someone. No one."

"You're lying again, and not very well," She sat up. "Was she human?"

"A witch," He kept his eyes trained on the windows, almost afraid of looking her in the eyes. "The Hollow was meant to bring her back."

'After I killed her,' Kol wanted to add. Was that what he'd done with Aniya? Killed her? Had he gone to kiss her and murdered her in his efforts to be a good partner to her? Locked away his memories, and gotten a witch to lock away the others?

"Why not bring her back yourself?" She said bitterly. "From what I remember, you were quite powerful."

Kol's chest grew heavier the longer he spoke. "Nature requires balance. Witches are a gift to nature, while vampires are an abomination. Any ability I had to practice magic disappeared the moment I died."

It came out harsher than he expected. He was a powerful witch. His mother's bloodline produced the strongest witches known in history - she'd created the spell that turned his siblings into vampires. Before he'd died, he'd even considered writing his own grimoire; write down all of the spells he created so he would be remembered by the generations to come. Perhaps if he'd kept it, he wojld have been able to save Davina. Taken her from the ancestral plane before she was punished any further. God only knew what consequences she was facing now.

"Do you miss it?" She spoke softly, staring down at her hands. She ran a finger over the scar on her left palm, murmuring, "You never went a day without magic. No matter how useless the spell was, you were always practicing. You were like a child with your favorite toy."

Finally, he set the glass down on the counter, taking a step closer to Aniya. "Did you?"

She chuckled, "I did. But the magic I had before is different from the magic I have now. Whatever spells you put in front of me, I likely wouldn't be able to complete them."

"Why not?"

Aniya cleared her throat, her hand trailing up to the band around her neck. Kol's face was riddled with confusion as she shook her head, eyes beginning to scan the foyer before landing on a glass above the fire place. A wilted bouquet of red roses - likely a gift for Rebekah. Perhaps she could find a way to break his amnesia. To remember her, even for just a moment.

She quickly set it on down the table, eyes fluttering shut as she began to mutter the spell beneath her breath. It should've been easy. It was a spell she could have recited in her sleep. The spell had been taught to children when they were barely old enough to read - if there was any spell she could do, it had to be this.

"Sit cadunt folia," She whispered, hands floating above the petals.

The Mikaelson boy sat in silence, watching the witch with intrigue. It'd always been his favorite past-time to watch witches perform magic. Though, this time, it'd been different. The longer she chanted, the more distorted she would sound. It was as though he was hearing her from underwater. Even his vision had begun to go, his sharp vision suddenly becoming hazy.

Perhaps he'd had too much to drink.

Fortunately, she'd stopped, unable to even begin the spell. When she was a child, she could feel the adrenaline rush through her bones. The feeling would have leave goosebumps along her arms, leaving her hyperaware of her surroundings. She could hear the wind rustle through the trees, could feel the ground beneath her shake at the slightest movement.

Now, she felt nothing but embarrassment. She'd wanted the spell to work. Not just for Kol, but for herself. If she could continue practicing earth magic, she could turn away from the magic she'd been reborn with. The magic she had been sacrificed for.

"It's all right. You're weak right now. The last thing you 'ought be doing practicing is magic." He'd said it offhandedly, his focus still on returning his vision to normal.

"I wasn't sure you cared," she murmured, pulling her knees up to her chest.

Kol glanced up at her, his vision beginning to focus. As she ran her finger over her hands, he couldn't help but sigh. It felt as though there was a part of him yearning to be closer to her. To comfort her, and tell her that he did care for the little witch despite every bone in his body that told him to stay away from her.

"You should rest." He stood up, going to leave the room. "I'll have Rebekah make you some tea. It'll help with the insomnia."

The Mikaelson boy disappeared down the hall before Aniya could say another word. Before he could catch a glimpse of the faint smile ghosting across the young girl's lips.

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schattenjagd · 4 years

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Lost without you (1/2)

A/N : I got this idea long ago when I first listened to Freya Ridings’ beautiful song “Lost without you”. I don’t know if one can really call this a Songfic, ‘cause I didn’t use any phrases directly, like I did in Hold on. This is gonna be a 2-parter. I’ve already written and finished the second part, so I’m gonna upload it in the next few days.

Word Count : 3.2K - I finally made it to write something that isn’t that long xD

Warnings : Angst (what else can you expect from me ? xD)

Pairing : Elijah Mikaelson x Reader

The day had been tough.

Mikael had risen from the dead, summoned by the young witch Davina Claire, who almost signed the Mikaelson's death sentence.

But for Elijah Mikaelson there were bigger problems at that moment. He paced the room uneasily.

Y/N could hear the nervous footsteps in the room above herself even with her human hearing and closed her eyes for a moment.

She knew that following the two Mikaelson brothers had been a mistake, but she hadn't expected to be used as a weapon against her loved one and kidnapped by Mikael. Only Niklaus’ quick action was due to her that she still had all her limbs.

With a sigh, she let down the blood-red towel with which she had washed the rest of her blood from her body. Elijah's blood had healed all the serious wounds, but she still looked like she had come out of a meat grinder and the spot in her stomach where Mikael had rammed the stake - which was actually meant for Elijah - still hurt a little with every movement.

She was just coming out of the bathroom when she winced at a rumble above her.

,,He is fine."

Hayley, who was sitting on her bed, was just trying to calm her down, Y/N knew that, yet she couldn't really believe her friend. She raised an eyebrow.

"You are a bad liar."

The brunette sighed and rubbed her hair as she watched Y/N disappear behind the screen and slip into something more comfortable.

"Well, the hell is loose up there right now."

Y/N frowned and swallowed. And all because of her.

"Okay, I think I prefer it if you lie," Y/N came out from behind the screen and freed her hair from the fabric. "What's going on up there?"

***

Elijah sat tense behind his desk, glaring at the papers in front of him, while Klaus stood in the middle of the room with his arms crossed over his chest. The blonde winced when his brother swept the pile of files from his desk out of nowhere and when it fell to the floor with a loud rumble.

"She’s fine," Klaus finally interrupted the uncomfortable silence. "There is no need to worry - at least when it comes to your loved one."

Elijah's head snapped up. “No need to worry, Niklaus ? Our father, he was here and he is alive. And he almost killed her."

"Then isn’t it great that I was there and intervened ?"

Elijah scowled at his brother and Klaus eyed him suspiciously. A dark veil had laid over Elijah's features, which the blonde didn't like.

“You won't always be there. And neither do I, neither of us. She is in danger."

Klaus narrowed his eyes. "I don't like what you're up to do, brother, so I would recommend you leave it alone."

Elijah looked up. "What, Niklaus ?"

"That woman down there risked her life for you and saved it."

“That's the problem. She was ready to give her life for us. I can not be responsible for this”, Elijah swallowed hard at the lump that had formed in his throat at the memory. “She almost died, Niklaus. Because of me."

The dark-haired man wistfully remembered how Y/N had suddenly stood in front of him and the white oak stake that had been meant for him had instead pierced her body. If she had died, he could never have forgiven himself.

Elijah got up, went restlessly to the window, and looked out into the gloomy night and the still busy streets. He swallowed hard and devotedly closed his eyes. He couldn't put Y/N in that danger again. He couldn't live with that.

"It will break you," went Klaus on and looked at his brother. He couldn't deny that Y/N was close to his heart. She had often been the one who had curbed Elijah's anger at him and was able to call to reason. It was she who had seen something different in Klaus than the monster everyone seemed to see. And it was she who had cast a spell over his brother. Elijah would be lost without her love, Klaus knew that. He would no longer be the same, no longer his brother, if he was up to do what was already floating through his head a few times.

"I let her in, Niklaus," Elijah said and Klaus narrowed his eyes and looked up. In the reflection of the window, he saw the nervous tremor of Elijah's hands and his desperate eyes. "I don't let people in. You know this. I need her and it will break me, but not as much as if she would die through my hand. "

***

When Elijah ran down the gallery to his bedroom an hour later, exhausted, Hayley met him, who quickly disappeared around the next corner. When he closed the door to his bedroom behind him, he knew why.

Y/N was still up, which surprised him. But he swallowed hard at the look on her face as he pulled the tie off his neck and hung it over the back of a chair together with his jacket.

Y/N had been sitting on the edge of the bed, now got up after hearing him approaching and had her hands on her hips.

For a moment, he could only look at her and his heart contracted painfully.

“I know what you're up to, Elijah. And I won't let that happen."

He sighed. "Hayley told you."

"It has its advantages to have a hybrid as a very good friend, yes," she replied a little irritably. “Taking my memories ? I mean, are you completely crazy ?!"

If Y/N hadn't lived in a house with original vampires, she would have looted all vervain stocks long ago, but they didn’t exist.

"You almost died," he replied instead. ,,Because of me."

"Yes, and I wouldn’t regret it," Y/N immediately replied. And I would do it over and over again without hesitation.”

Yes, that's exactly the problem, Elijah thought and closed his eyes for a moment. A moment in which Y/N carefully approached him, took his hands in hers and looked up at him. "Promise me you won't, we'll find another way, but not this one."

He swallowed hard, avoiding her gaze, which he couldn't keep up with. Devotedly, he closed his eyes and kissed her forehead. "I'll find a way to protect you."

"I can take care of myself," Y/N immediately replied, looking up at him.

Elijah put his arms around her. Her head fit perfectly under his chin and when she wrapped her arms around him, she closed her eyes. He nodded slightly, gave her a kiss on the top of the head. "I know," he said softly. ,,I know."

***

He laid awake that night. He had wrapped an arm around Y/N's petite figure, who had laid her head on his chest and snuggled up to him, as if she wanted to steal the last bit of his body heat and never let go of him.

For some time now he had been thoughtfully watching her calm and steady breathing and had had to smile slightly when she sighed softly in her sleep at the kiss he had breathed on her hairline.

He couldn't live without this woman, he knew that. But he had no choice if he wanted the woman in his arms to stay alive. He couldn't imagine a night without feeling her body heat next to him or her arms around him. A night she wouldn’t snuggl up to him as if she wanted to crawl into him. And no night where she wouldn't use his chest as her personal pillow - and woe, he would move.

He remembered the first time he'd met her when he'd just arrived in New Orleans looking for Niklaus. He was in a hurry, trying to intercept Marcel’s henchmen at Sophie Deveroux’s back then, and yet something had made him stop when he crossed the Jackson Square.

He still remembered the red, airy summer dress she had worn that evening and which had contrasted sharply with the white piano she had been sitting in front of. He didn't know if it was because of her tender voice, the dress, or her entire appearance.

Back then he had just been able to stand there and look at her. He had watched people stop by and listen to her over and over, and applaud when she ended. And then she had looked at him. Nobody else, straight him. And he was frozen when she just smiled. Nothing more, she just smiled.

And the next time she looked up, he was gone. Only a suddenly appearing $ 50 bill reminded her that she hadn't imagined it.

Back then it was pure coincidence, or rather pure luck, that they ran into each other again. As a bartender at Rousseau’s, it had been clear that the two would meet again sometime and that had happened when he had followed his brother into the bar one night.

Y/N had been shifting with Cami and he had been amazed that it was she who had suddenly put his bourbon in front of him.

Elijah closed her eyes and listened to Y/N's steady heartbeat. It was so peaceful, so powerful. He couldn't stand not hearing it one day.

He gently ran his hand over her bare back, letting his fingertips dance across her vertebrae as if they were piano keys. Even in her sleep, she seemed to feel his touch, for she murmured something unintelligible and pressed closer to him.

He gave her a kiss on the forehead, long and intimate, and closed his eyes. No, he had to protect this woman, no matter what. He would not allow her to die because of him, that her life would run like sand through his fingers. Y/N was not Tatia, neither Katherine nor Celeste. She would not end like they did. He wouldn't let that happen.

***

The sun had just risen when Y/N woke up the next morning, amazed to find the bedside next to her empty and cold. After only feeling yawning emptiness, she raised her eyebrows, blinked a few times, and sat up. Her forehead wrinkled even more when she heard clatter from the bathroom and saw her suitcase and Elijah's travel bag at the foot of their bed.

Elijah was just coming out of the bathroom, smiling at her, when he found that she was awake. He was already dressed, wearing black suit pants with a white shirt and black vest over it.

Y/N looked at him, questioningly.,,What is all of this ?"

"I made a deal with Niklaus," Elijah said, approaching Y/N and leaning briefly down to give her a kiss on the lips. “We both leave here. Until then, he and Hayley will clarify matters. We'll be back when it's safe. I can't protect you here."

Y/N couldn't really believe it, but a huge stone fell from her heart when she found out that he would go with her. Slowly, she swung her legs over the edge of the bed and stood up.

"Good," she finally said. "Since you probably won't tell me where we're going anyway, how much time do we have left ?"

"Our train leaves at 10 am."

Y/N smiled at him, sincerely and honestly, and she leaned over and kissed him again. This time more intimately and she wrapped her arms around his neck as he put his around her waist and hugged her tightly.

Y/N had to smile at the tender feeling of his lips on hers and reluctantly broke the kiss. "I'm just changing quickly."

He also forced himself to smile and nodded slightly, gave her a last kiss on the lips and let go of her.

Y/N didn't see the single tear running down his cheek when she disappeared into the bathroom.

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The train station was loud and crowded. Although Y/N had never feared large crowds, she was a little uncomfortable now. Even Elijah's arm, which he had wrapped around her waist and which pressed her tightly against him so that he would not lose her in the hustle and bustle, did not change the fact.

Since the drive, she has been suffering from a gnawing feeling that she couldn’t shake off. Her head told her that everything was fine, that there was no need to worry, but her mind wanted to make her believe otherwise.

"It's over there."

Y/N was taken out of her thoughts when Elijah pointed to a certain platform that she couldn’t see from where she was.

The crowds were slowly diminishing and the platform on which they now stood was only occupied by a few people who waved to their loved ones who were already on the waiting train.

“That one ?"

Y/N pointed to the train ahead. Elijah nodded slightly, but he stopped when she took a few steps to the train and wanted to get in.

No.

Y/N swallowed hard. The gnawing feeling grew stronger.

"Elijah?" She hesitantly asked when he attached his travel bag securely to the handle of her case so that one person could carry it safely. Her eyes narrowed as he reached into his coat pocket and pulled out a train ticket. He handed it to her.

Y/N looked at it for a moment, but swallowed hard. The ticket was for one person.

One person.

Ignoring her faster heartbeat and looking up, his hands were empty.

"Where's your ticket?" She asked, uncertainly.

She already knew the answer when he avoided her eyes. There was none. She was holding the only ticket."No ..." she stammered and her eyes widened.

"Otherwise I could not have brought you here at your will."

Y/N's lips minimally opened. He was right, if she had known what he was going to do, she would never have agreed to it. He couldn't do that, he couldn't. That wasn’t fair.

"You can't leave me alone, Elijah," she tried again and she could feel the tears that were slowly pouring into her eyes and threatened to find a way out. "I am lost without you."

"So am I."

"Then why this suicide mission ?" She immediately asked. Y/N abruptly took a few steps towards him and gripped his face with both hands, forcing him to look at her.

“I can't protect you here. Not the way it is needed. "

“We find a way. Somehow,”she pleaded further, looking directly into his eyes, straight into his soul and now he too could feel the tears. ,,We always found a way. But please, please don't send me away. Do not do this."

She looked him in the eye and she knew that he also wished there was another way - that didn't exist. A first tear escaped from the corner of her eye and she pressed her lips together in a thin line before finally pulling him down and kissing him.

The tears ran down her cheeks in torrents, and sometimes she didn't know if it was his that she could feel. She put as much love in this kiss as she could. All the love she felt for this man in front of her and she tried to remember every single moment; the tender and tingly feeling of his lips on hers, the way he wrapped his powerful arms around her waist and hugged her tightly, and his breath on her skin.

When they loosened and gasped, Y/N kept her eyes closed and instead pressed her forehead against his. She was afraid that if she opened her eyes, time would go on and events would take their terrible course. But now, at that moment, there was only Elijah and her and it should stay that way for as long as possible.

"All I did yesterday was to protect you," she said softly so that only he could hear it. "I couldn't go on living if you were dead. I'd rather die knowing that I saved you."

She carefully stroked the tears from his cheeks and then looked at him sincerely. “I love you, Elijah. And I will do that always and forever. That's why I did it."

"And that is why I have to do this now."

She held her breath. Her body reacted faster than her brain was able to process his words and just when her eyes widened and she wanted to open her mouth to say something, his gaze had already caught her. It was no longer possible for her to look away from his dilated pupils, from which tears still flowed. She could feel his hand on her cheek, and she couldn't at the same time. Part of her screamed, her soul screamed, but no one could hear it. It was silenced by the part of her that was just caught in his eyes. And there was no pain, no pain that she knew that was as big as this. It hit her at full speed and she felt like she couldn’t breath.

She motionless watched as he pressed his lips together in a thin line, presumably to avoid sobbing.

"Your promise to love me, I want you to forget it. Forget it all. My family, you, so desperately trying to protect me, forget it. All the pain, the anger, the grief ... The love. None of this has existed. The name Mikaelson is as common to you as anyone else. You won't know who I am, nor Niklaus. Vampires, werewolves, hybrids, none of this exists. I want you to forget everything you know about this world. You never met me ”, Elijah swallowed hard, he wanted to look away, he wanted it so much, but he couldn't. "You don't remember meeting me. And not that you love me either. You forget everything."

Y/N blinked in confusion several times as a short breeze right in front of her pulled her out of her thoughts. She looked around questioningly, but couldn't find anyone, just a couple of strangers rushing past, just trying to get home. Her cheeks were incredibly cool, and when she touched her skin with her fingertips, she noticed that they glistened damp. Did she cry ? Confused, she raised her eyebrows at the train ticket she was holding.

Chigaco was written on it in large block letters and she rolled her eyes. For a brief, tiny moment, she seemed to have forgotten why she was here at all. She could have slapped herself.

She moaned and reached for her suitcase and travel bag. Just before she got on the train, she turned again and took a last look at the platform. She would now leave New Orleans behind - finally. Her job here had been miserable and when she got the job offer from Chigaco, she didn't have to think long. She had no one here anyway, so what should stop her ?

With a smile of anticipation, she climbed the stairs and the train doors closed behind her.

She didn't notice the dark-haired man dressed in a suit watching her from a safe distance. A single tear flowed down his cheek before he turned and finally disappeared.

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crazychicke · 4 years

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Hope adjusted her beret in a dusty old mirror, surprised to hear a familiar judging voice.

“What the hell are you wearing, Hope?”

“Give her a break, Lizzie, she wasn’t as fortunate as we were, waking up in Lexi’s bedroom.”

Hope spun on her heels, answering in a croaky voice. “You recognise me?”

“Of course, we do, Hope Andrea Mikaelson!”

“What are you doing here?” Hope explained, hugging the Saltzman twins.

“You tell me, you’re the one hanging out with handsome vampire boyfriends,” Lizzie said.

Hope rolled her eyes. “He’s my uncle, Kol Mikaelson, you might have heard of him?”

Josie squinted at the man leaning against the bathroom door with a cocky grin.

“Fell in love with the Harvest witch, Davina Claire, yeah, I remember.”

“I don’t,” Lizzie said, jumping onto Damon’s bed. “So, what pray, are we doing here?”

Hope sent an enigmatic look to Kol, “I don’t know, the spell must have transported us all to 1942.”

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despressolattes · 4 years

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CONSEQUENCES | CHAPTER ONE | LEGACIES/THE ORGINALS

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It seemed almost as if most of the world seemed to just mold around the absence of Hope Mikaelson, filling in the void she left. No one asked questions about the random occurrences that had no real explanation to how they happened. Landon Kirby and Rafael Waithe's life at the Salvatore school continued, almost as if no one wondered how they got to the school in the first place, how Landon woke up at the Malivore hideout... as if no one wondered who even discovered Malivore in the first place.

Everyone's lives just continued.

The Mikaelsons had photos with some girl they didn't know, but just chose to ignore them as if it made sense. It was life as usual, photos with some random girl not mattering anymore.

For Lilah, she "woke up" with tears on her face—but she had never gone to bed. She was sitting in the car on the side of the road, unsure where she was. In fact, she tried to piece together the last decade. What had she been doing all this time? She saw a road sign that said she was a few miles out from Mystic Falls.

She furrowed her eyebrows. Mystic Falls? That was where Stefan's life without her was. She winced as she felt pressure on her head, letting her forehead fall onto the steering wheel as she tried to breathe, memories flooding her brain.

She remembered moving to New Orleans when her father and his siblings made it back there, wanting to take back their old lives once it was made clear the Mystic Falls gang, Stefan's friends and family, didn't want them there. She remembered watching from afar as turf wars had broken out between the supernatural factions.

She remembered somehow getting tangled up in Mikaelson drama despite trying to stay away from them. She made friends with Josh Rosza, one of Marcel Gerard's vampires, and with Davina Claire, one strong teenage witch. She soon became integrated in the supernatural politics of the town, fighting alongside the Mikaelsons while they had no clue who she was. She was just Lilah Desmarais.

Her close bond with Elijah was equally comparable—by his siblings—to the one Klaus and Marcel shared. When the Hollow had hit New Orleans, looking for something to possess, it found its way into all of the Mikaelson siblings.

Being unable to stay away from his brother, Elijah chose to lose his memories and lived in France. Lilah tried her best to help Freya, who she would always see as her first mother figure, try to find a way to reunite their family without the Hollow taking over.

In the end of it all, Klaus took on the Hollow himself and chose to die to make sure his siblings could remain safe and together, Elijah going with him.

Lilah regretted everyday that she was unable to tell him the truth about herself, but when he died, she felt there was no need to tell anyone else.

As she turned the key to start her car and wiped her face, she nodded slowly, as if accepting the memories now in her brain. She clenched her jaw and shut her eyes once more, attempting to figure out why she was near Mystic Falls. It had been two years since the death of Elijah, but she had no idea why she was there.

Her phone was in her lap. She picked it up, seeing a call from an unknown number for a second, but then her phone got hot. She dropped it, and when she picked it back up, it was gone. Her phone started to go off, ringing. She jumped back in her seat, startled, until she saw that it was Josh's name.

"Josh?" she asked, whispering because she was still confused.

"Where the hell are you?" he asked on the other side. "I woke up and thought we were cleaning the apartment, but you're just... not here."

She looked around at the empty road, heaving out a heavy sigh. "I'm near Mystic Falls."

"Mystic Falls?" he exclaimed, before sighing. "Lilah, how many times have we discussed not trying to get in contact with Stefan's family? He passed away, you never got to see him again, blah blah blah, it's better we don't interrupt their happy lives?"

She nodded slowly, those memories also coming back to her.

"I don't know why I'm here," she said honestly. "But... I'm on my way home right now."

"What do you mean you have no idea why you're there?"

"I just... like... woke up?"

"We can have Davina check that out when you get here," Josh decided.

"Y-Yeah," breathed out Lilah, starting to pull back onto the road, starting her drive back home.

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When she had gotten back to her apartment, the one she shared with Josh, she was still in a puzzled state of mind. It was like her memories were unlocking the more she got closer to New Orleans, like a door was opening to the life she lived. Things were fuzzy and then clear, while other things felt like they were just slipping from her. A girl's laugh and smile was stuck in her head for a while, until she up and forgot about it entirely.

She opened the door to the apartment, seeing Josh and Davina sitting on the couch. They both looked worried as she kicked off her shoes. In a picture frame by the door was photos from Davina's wedding to Kol, where she was the maid of honor, standing right next to Davina while Josh filled in as Kol's best man. She started to remember that night as well.

Josh and Davina stood up, quickly walking to her.

"You look like shit," Josh said, earning a glare from Davina. "What? Look at her! She looks like she fought someone."

She furrowed her eyebrows and ran to the bathroom, surprising herself when she knew where it was. She looked in the mirror, seeing her untamed hair wild, dried blood on her in places where there was no cuts.

"What happened?" Davina asked from behind her, her and Josh following her.

"I have no idea," replied Lilah, shaking her head. "I-I feel like... like..."

"Woah, woah woah," she heard Josh's voice slipping, getting slower and deeper as she felt like she was levitating, falling maybe, and she saw the ceiling of the bathroom before her eyes closed completely.

—

"...maybe she turned off her humanity?" a familiar, raspy voice said, muffled by the walls of the apartment.

Lilah regained consciousness, seeing she was in her bedroom. She looked around, memories of moving in, decorating, living there coming back to her. She got out of bed as she heard Freya's voice from the living room. Her aunt, the girl who she felt like was the only mother she had, now and back when she was with Dahlia. But she'd never know.

"For just a night? And turned it back on? Is it really that simple?" Davina asked.

"Uncommon, luv, but not impossible," another voice, an accented male one. Kol.

She rounded the corner into the living room, gaining the attention of everyone.

"Hey," Josh smiled at her. "How are you feeling?"

"Disoriented," she replied, sitting down next to Freya.

The Mikaelson woman put an arm around Lilah, and she remembered meeting Freya for the first time, trying not to cry the first time she ever hugged her. She tried so hard for so long to live a life that was parallel to the Mikaelsons, but she just couldn't keep living that way.

She sat still while Davina and Freya ran some magical tests on her, trying to see if they could dig out what happened, but they couldn't. Instead, Kol said it would make sense if she had just gone on a ripper binge for the night, which would have explained the blood on her when they found her, perhaps turning off her humanity and then switching it back on in the morning.

That frightened her. That she had no recollection of what she had done, how many people she had killed, what kind of mess she left. She was able to remember her old Ripper days, and it left her an eerie feeling. But she just listened to everyone around her, deciding that would be best.

Josh placed his hands on her shoulders as he stood behind her, massaging her to try to get her less tense as everyone piled out of their apartment. Josh had decided that cleaning could wait, and that Lilah looked like she was in need of a drink, so they all went to Rousseau's, where Lilah helped manage.

She didn't even notice the photos on the wall, pictures of Freya and some unknown girl. It wasn't common for her to look at those photos, so she walked straight passed them and sat at a table with Kol, Davina, and Freya as Josh went behind the counter to grab them some drinks. As she spent more and more time awake, the disoriented state she was in rubbed off, and she felt normal again, like she was fully in this life. Eventually, somehow, everyone at that table seemed to all forget that Lilah was even in Mystic Falls or missing in the morning.

Her new life in New Orleans was just starting, but to her, it felt like that had been where she was the whole time.

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CHAPTER TWO

Welcome to Book 3 of the Lilah Mikaelson/Side Character series! I've been trying to figure out what I wanted Lilah's life to look like after Hope jumped into the pit, how I wanted to have the memory loss affect her. As we all know, everyone seemed to just... keep living their previous lives, just without Hope. Even though it would make sense that they'd ask questions as to how so much happened: i.e: landon and raf's arrival, why hayley was with the mikaelsons for so long, why elijah and klaus died, etc. everyone only had their memories of hope repressed, but none of the other memories of their lives with her erased.

i tried the route where lilah also had her memories repressed like everyone else, but after trying to figure out how to incorporate lilah into legacies' actual storyline, i decided to go about it my own way. lilah is a whole different species of vampire, things that affect everyone else doesn't affect her.

so, why not have her entire past few years just erased? but not just erased, she gets filler memories... and everyone else gets filler/fake memories of her. where there's a Hope-shaped gap in the Mikaelson family's lives is almost filled with a whole new life for lilah. and those that knew her at the salvatore school... she just... also disappears with the memories of her cousin. even roman doesn't remember her—which is going to end with roman not being a student at the school, btw!

instead, the mikaelsons all "remember" life with lilah where hope never existed. i wanted to touch a lot on fate here. how lilah still ended up mixed in with the mikaelsons without hope, relationships she makes in the future without hope.

and i thought it'd be interesting to see how lilah would've lived her life in a world without Hope. in Side Character, we learn she only gets close to the Mikaelsons because of Hope. she would have never gotten close to them—since she hadn't been for centuries—if it weren't for Hope. so how exactly would her life in new orleans have been? and i just sat on that idea until i came up with this chapter, what life would have been as a consequence to hope never existing.

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theworkofxanderking · 4 years

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The Originals: Bad Blood (Alternative Season 5)

Episode Eight – Legacies: Blood of Our Blood

Warnings: I do not own the original content to “The Originals”, “The Vampire Diaries” or “Legacies” or any of the characters from the television shows.

15 plus, displays of Violence, Gore, Torture, M/M, F/M, F/F.

It had been two years since the events of “From Here to Hell Town” and a lot had changed over that course of time especially for Hope Mikaelson who had spent the last two years training as a wolf, a hunter and a witch at the Salvatore Boarding School with the help of her aunt Davina Claire-Mikaelson who was the Magics teacher at the school and her uncle Kol Mikaelson who reluctantly joined the school to teach the young vampire students after being convinced by his wife.

She also had the expertise of vampire hunter Alaric Saltzman who was the headmaster at the school and the guidance from vice headmistress and guidance counselor Caroline Forbes-Salvatore who often helped Hope to try to have more of a life outside of the school despite Hope’s protests.

Hope’s relationship with her mother Hayley Marshall remained as strong as ever with Hayley visiting often when she could get breaks from ruling the city of New Orleans but her relationship with her father Klaus Mikaelson had once again become strained. Klaus’ visits to the boarding school had became fewer and farther between over the course of these two years which were a relief to many attending Salvatore Boarding School but a cause of pain for Hope even though she knew her father was doing everything he could to find a way to free her aunt Rebekah from Helton better known as Hell Town.

So, Hope dedicated herself to the school and becoming the best of the best so she could one day help her father reunite with his sister and break her free from her cruel fate which had happened by her own doing.

Hope found herself running in the woods of Mystic Falls turning into a grey werewolf effortlessly during mid run before the wolf in her began running faster and faster through the woods of Mystic Falls before the ground beneath her swallowed her and she found herself falling through the dirt before crashing into an underground cave.

Hope woke up naked within the underground cave and eager to find something to clothe her started chanting something in Croatian until a ball of light appeared above her showing the underground cave to have nothing in it but a ancient cloth covering a coffin which Hope quickly wrapped round her to cover her modesty.

She found herself enchanted by this centuries old coffin with the initials S.S marked into it as she wondered why a coffin would be abandoned here by itself before noticing how she could smell something inside of it which made her grow more curious as anything other than bone should’ve rotted away centuries ago.

She was hesitant for a moment before deciding to open it shocked to find a desiccated male vampire with dark hair inside the coffin wearing clothing fitting of many centuries before.

“Just my luck to stumble upon a coffin while running.” Hope moaned as she found herself still memorized by this beautiful lifeless man. “I guess I should probably get you to the school and see what Alaric and Caroline make of you.”

“Oh my god my life is ruined!” Lizzie Saltzman moaned aloud while looking in the mirror in her joined bedroom with her twin sister Josie within Salvatore boarding school as she wore a plain white satin dress which she was clearly not amused with.

“Lizzie I’m sure you will find the perfect dress in time for our sweet 16.” Josie said with a smirk while sitting on the edge of her bed clearly amused by her sister’s dramatics.

“That’s okay for you to say your not painfully single for you own sweet 16 although I’d rather be single than dating that she bitch Penelope Park.” Lizzie replied while her white satin dress changed its color to red.

“She’s not a bitch Lizzie she’s just headstrong.” Josie snapped back at her sister as she stood up from the bed. “Besides she broke up with me last night.”

“Hold up that little slut thinks she can break up with my sister I think not.” Lizzie declared while turning to face Josie. “Did she cheat on you? She did, didn’t she? Don’t worry Josie I’ll give her the worst case of magical crabs anyone’s ever heard of.”

“She didn’t cheat on me she found out about my feelings for Hope.” Josie responded with a sad sigh.

“Seriously? You’re still crushing hard on Hope after all these years?” Lizzie asked. “Ironic how her father chased after our mother for years and now your chasing after her.”

“I am on the verge of moving on from my stupid childhood crush but it sure doesn’t help when girlfriends go snooping into my diary.” Josie moaned.

“The she devil herself broke into your diary what a complete and utter bitch.” Lizzie replied. “That’s a serious betrayal of trust.”

The twins’ conversation was quickly interrupted by a knock on the door before the door opened to reveal Hope standing in their doorway.

“Hope Mikaelson as I live and breathe, we were just so happening to be discussing you well you and other monstrous annoyances in my life.” Lizzie snapped at her clearly not happy to see the Tribrid.

“Nice to see you too Lizzie.” Hope replied sarcastically.

“Sorry about Lizzie she’s just annoyed because the white blushed her out and the red will never be allowed.” Josie apologised for her sister who looked at her with a huffy expression making it clear she wasn’t happy her twin was apologizing for her.

“I need your guys help shifting something.” Hope told them both.

“And please tell us why we would ever consider helping you?” Lizzie asked as her dress changed color once more, this time to black. “Now black is a color that suits my bitchy heart.”

“I need help shifting a body.” Hope revealed.

“Oh, count me in!” Lizzie replied with excitement in her voice.

“Really, Lizzie?” Josie said to her twin unimpressed with Lizzie’s excitement.

“Well I’m already dressed for drama and what’s more dramatic than Hope killing again.” Lizzie said to Josie.

“I didn’t kill this one thank you very much I just found it in the woods.” Hope told her stating her innocence.

“As statements go that one’s pretty weak even for you.” Lizzie replied while rolling her eyes at the youngest member of the Mikaelson family.

“Look are you guys going to help me or not?” Hope asked them.

“Of course,” Josie replied with a smile. “This body it isn’t somebody we know is it?”

“No,” Hope laughed. “Although he’s somebody we may want to know.”

“Oh my god my babies’ sweet sixteenth is going to be totally ruined!” Caroline said with a gasp after being told Penelope had broken up with her daughter Josie after learning about her feelings for Hope.

Penelope Park sat across from Caroline’s desk in Caroline’s office giving the vice headmistress an annoyed look making it clear through her facial expressions that she was far from impressed by Caroline’s reaction to her news.

“Sorry,” Caroline replied with a sigh. “I can’t begin to imagine what you must be feeling right now. Emotions are heightened are your age trust me I know that far too well and maybe Josie’s crush on Hope is just that.”

“Yeah I think it’s more than a crush,” Penelope responded with an eye roll. “I’m sure you can understand why I won’t be at the part tonight.”

“Of course, but if you change your mind the party is open to all Salvatore Boarding School students not just the ones dating or friends with my daughters. I’d hate for you to miss out on a party over a heartbreak and when it’s a party I’m planning it’s bound to be spectacular.” Caroline advised Penelope as Penelope stood up from her chair.

“Yeah thanks but no thanks Mrs Forbes-Salvatore.” Penelope replied before walking out of Caroline’s door just as Alaric stormed in past her holding an envelope and looking far from impressed.

“Please tell me this is some kind of joke!” Alaric shouted while waving the envelope about in the air.

“I guess you got Klaus’ RSVP then.” Caroline said with a sigh as she stood up from her chair.

“Why the hell is Klaus invited to my daughters’ sixteenth birthday parties?” Alaric asked clearly furious by the thought of Klaus being at his twin girls’ birthday.

“It was your idea to invite all students and their parents to this party so that no student felt left out was it not?” Caroline snapped back at him. “Last time I checked Hope Mikaelson was still very much a student your favorite student I may add and last time I checked both Hayley Marshall and Klaus Mikaelson were her parents.”

“She’s not my favorite student,” Alaric scoffed fooling to convince himself or Caroline. “I don’t have favorites.”

“I invited Hayley and Klaus with no belief that Klaus would even come however it’s Hayley who’s busy with affairs in New Orleans.” Caroline explained to Alaric. “Bonnie’s too busy to even be here and don’t get me started on Damon and Elena choosing now of all times to go on holiday with little Stefanie.”

“Most of our students that know about the Mikaelson’s are terrified of them it’s been hard enough keeping Hope in this school because of her association to them and now you want to bring the worst one to our daughters’ birthday.” Alaric moaned.

“Hope is a good kid and an excellent student you tell me this all the time so her parentage shouldn’t be an issue. As for the other students I’ll make damn sure that Klaus is on his best behavior I’m certain he won’t do anything Klaus like with his daughter around.” Caroline told Alaric.

“You’re right.” Alaric sighed. “Klaus is Hope’s father whether I like it or not, but I swear to god if he puts one foot wrong…”

“I’ll make sure that he doesn’t.” Caroline promised.

“What was Penelope doing in here anyway?” Alaric asked.

“It’s seems Josie’s still very much infatuated with Hope so much so that her and Penelope have broken up.” Caroline revealed before going on to say. “Is it awful that I wish this drama unfolded after their party?”

“No Caroline it’s not awful.” Alaric smiled before walking over to her and giving her a hug. “What’s awful is the thought our baby girl could marry into the Mikaelson family and I can’t even stop it because the Mikaelson in question is a great kid.”

“Their teenagers one of which is only recently single let’s not marry anyone off just yet.” Caroline laughed while continuing to hug Alaric.

Hope, Lizzie and Josie were walking through the woods of Mystic Falls eager to relocate the spot which Hope discovered a mysterious tall dark and handsome not to mention desiccated vampire man.

“I’m not assigning any blame here but I’m just saying if you did let your murderous nature take over once again, I mean dad already covered up your last kill.” Lizzie said to Hope as the three girls continued looking through the woods.

“Lizzie would you please just stop calling Hope a murderer already and actually be helpful.” Josie snapped at her twin.

“Trust you to stick up for her I guess sisters mean absolutely nothing when it comes to the girl you’ve been crushing on most of your life.” Lizzie snapped back at her sister not realizing the extent of what she said until it was too late.

“You have a crush on me?” Hope asked Josie with a soft smile making it clear she was flattered as the three girls stopped walking.

“Of course, I do,” Josie replied reluctantly. “Who wouldn’t?”

“Guys I think I just found the spot, thank god.” Lizzie revealed while pointing over to a large hole in the ground. “Now please remind me Hope why your wolf senses didn’t pick up on this way sooner?”

“Who says they didn’t?” Hope replied with a sarcastic smile before a look of worry became clear on her face. “Oh no, Alaric and Caroline are going to totally suspend me.”

Hope, Josie and Lizzie rushed over to the hole in the ground before looking at each other as if to signal one of them to go first.

“Normally I’m all for going headfirst into danger but dirty underground caves is where I draw the line.” Lizzie stated to them both.

“Very well just be ready to pull the coffin up when you see it.” Hope said before jumping down into the underground cave.

“I’m so sorry Josie I never meant to let that slip but hey I’ve kept that secret for like years now can’t a girl get some recognition for that?” Lizzie attempted to apologize only for Josie to give her a furious stare before jumping into the underground cave after Hope. “Fine then but if you get a date for your sweet sixteenth because of my blubbering mouth I’m going to be the one pissed at you!”

Caroline walked into the front foyer of Salvatore Boarding School looking around as her students passed her by before she felt a gush of wind on her neck as Klaus vamp sped his way over to be by her side.

“I must say this place is rather impressive, but I’ve come to expect nothing less from you Caroline.” Klaus said to her. “However, inviting me to your daughters’ sixteenth was quite the shock I must admit.”

“I didn’t just invite you I invited all my students’ parents.” Caroline replied as she turned to face him. “You just happened to be amongst the parents who said yes.”

“Ouch considered me deeply wounded by your words.” Klaus responded with a sarcastic smile. “Can I presume a woman as wonderful as you, already has herself a date?”

“You’ve got to be joking me,” Caroline laughed. “You’re here for less than two seconds and you’re already asking me to be your date at my daughters’ party.”

“Now Caroline one does think a little too much of themselves I was simply inquiring about your life.” Klaus replied. “I’m here for my daughter and perhaps a little help from my sister in law regarding a sister of mine who along with an entire town has vanished off the face of this earth.”

“Oh, I heard about Rebekah,” Caroline said with a sigh. “Bonnie filled me in on Hell Town, Malus witches and the return of your long-lost brother Henrik. I’m sorry things didn’t work out better for everyone.”

“Yes, well that’s story is far from over yet despite giving my sister many reasons to abandon me she never gave up on me and now I refuse to give up on her.” Klaus admitted to her.

“Well I hope Davina has some answers for you that neither Bonnie nor Freya could find.” Caroline replied with a sincere smile. “I really do.”

“Thanks.” Klaus replied. “Now where is my darling daughter?”

Hope chanted in Croatian re-enacting the spell from earlier while standing in the underground cave with Josie before a ball of light hovered above them both only to expose an empty coffin and a different lifeless corpse lying next to it clearly having their blood drained from their neck.

“Okay so clearly leaving opened ground with a vampire unguarded was probably not my greatest idea.” Hope stated while looking at the lifeless victim in front of her. “I guess we have another killer on the loose in Mystic Falls now.”

“You’re not a killer Hope what happened to MG was a terrible accident.” Josie told her to ease Hope’s conscience. “What happened to him could’ve happened to anyone.”

“I know that I do but it doesn’t help his ghost lurks around the school for some unexplained reason reminding me everyday that he’s dead because of me.” Hope replied with a sigh. “And it sure as hell doesn’t help Lizzie declaring me a killer all over school.”

“She’s just being Lizzie nobody takes her seriously when she’s being a bitch neither should you.” Josie explained to her.

“Did I just hear my name?” Lizzie shouted from above them.

“You’re right.” Hope responded with a laugh before looking Josie up and down. “Do you really fancy me?”

“We should probably focus on the vampire running loose.” Josie replied with a smirk.

“Okay but then we’ll have a talk.” Hope agreed.

Lizzie stood above the opened underground cave staring down to see nothing but darkness before a tall dark mysterious man vamp sped to appear on the other side of the hole knowing instantly he was the vampire in question noticing his medieval clothing which was now stained by fresh blood.

“If you think I’m another one of your snacks your going to be severely disappointed.” Lizzie warned him before shouting. “Hope, Josie I found the vampire.”

“Vampire is that what I am?” He asked her.

“I don’t know what they called you back in your day but nowadays we call your kind vampires.” Lizzie said to him while trying not to notice how handsome this deadly stranger was.

“You look familiar to me.” The vampire said before vamp speeding over to Lizzie, so he was now standing next to her. “May I tell you you’re quite the exquisite beauty?”

“Yes, you may,” Lizzie replied with a smile before touching the vampire’s chest and siphoning him “but this beauty doesn’t come in snack form.”

Lizzie lifted her hand chanting in Croatian magically snapping the vampire’s neck as Hope climbed out of the underground cave pulling Josie up with her.

“Typical show up after the vampire’s been dealt with.” Lizzie snapped at them both. “Now can we ditch this guy in our dungeon and get back to preparing for the party?”

The doors of the Salvatore Boarding School swung open before the unconscious body of the vampire Lizzie had just taken down flew into the school his body hitting the ground harshly as Hope, Lizzie and Josie walked into the school grabbing the shocked attentions of the students the noise making Caroline and Klaus vamp speed in from different directions of the school.

“Girls, what is going on?” Caroline asked them.

“Dad,” Hope said noticing her father. “I wasn’t expecting you to be here.”

“Clearly.” Klaus replied with a smile.

“I was just minding my business when Hope came knocking on our door desperate for me to help her chase some boy.” Lizzie explained to Caroline clearly ignoring Klaus’ presence.

“Your chasing boys now?” Klaus asked Hope not amused with the prospect of his daughter dating.

“He’s a vampire we found in some underground cave in the forests I wasn’t chasing him because he’s a boy I was hunting him just like the others.” Hope admitted to her father.

“We were back up in the whole hunting shenanigans.” Josie admitted to her mother.

“You girls aren’t supposed to hunt your too young to be hunting anything let alone some random vampire.” Caroline told all three girls.

“Weren’t you and your friends trying to kill me at that age?” Klaus said while smiling at Caroline causing her to sigh once again.

“So, you’re allowed to hunt original vampires, yet I’m not allowed to help out Hope.” Lizzie moaned at her mother causing Klaus to laugh.

“Firstly, we never hunted them they hunted and tried to kill us.” Caroline stated before smugly smiling at Klaus. “We just kept getting the better of them until they fled town.”

“That’s not quite how I remember it.” Klaus replied.

“My point is, no hunting!” Caroline said while looking at all three girls. “Now put him in the dungeon before he wakes up and start getting ready for the party. I’ll deal with the questioning.”

Hope and Klaus walked into the Stefan Salvatore dedicated library within the school Hope looking clearly unimpressed with her father.

“So, suddenly you want back in my life?” Hope snapped at him. “I barely ever hear from you and now you want to attend a party at my school?”

“Hope I’ve always been in your life even when I haven’t been around.” Klaus replied wounded by his daughter’s words. “You know I’m just doing everything I can to get Rebekah back I’m sorry that means I’ve not been around much.”

“It’s not my fault Aunt Rebekah’s gone.” Hope cried. “I just did what was asked of me I didn’t know it would mean we’d lose her.”

“Hope I have never once blamed you for Rebekah’s situation.” Klaus told his daughter before hugging her. “Rebekah knew the risk when she went back in none of this is on you.”

“Then why does it feel like it’s all my fault?” Hope asked as she hugged her father tighter. “I miss her so much!”

“I know,” Klaus said while stroking his daughter’s hair “I miss her too, but we will get her back that’s why I’m here to see Davina.”

“Dad, Davina doesn’t know anymore than she did before.” Hope replied while breaking off the hug. “Nobody seems to know anything about the kind of spell I used that day, nor does anyone know anything about Malus.”

“That was before Freya finally got her act together and stepped out of her suburban life with Keelin and their twins Elijah and Nik.” Klaus revealed.

“Aunt Freya has been working to find Aunt Rebekah just has hard as anyone else you can’t argue her happiness with her wife and kids.” Hope snapped at him. “What did she find out anyway?”

“The spell you cast though more ancient and complicated than most prison spells, was in fact a prison spell written by a witch within the Gemini Coven.” Klaus admitted. “Which means a certain set of twins are more than likely the keys to getting Rebekah back.”

Suddenly an arrow was launched into Klaus’ chest causing him to scream in pain much to Hope’s shock before falling to the ground revealing Alaric behind him holding the crossbow in which the arrow that wounded Klaus was fired.

“Really Mr Saltzman was that necessary?” Hope asked him.

Caroline stood in front of the gates within the dungeon underneath the Salvatore Boarding School looking over the unconscious vampire laying within the cage as his neck snapped back into place and he quickly rose to his feet.

“You clearly got unlucky when you came across my girls!” Caroline told him. “Now it’s up to me to work out whether you deserved to be hunted by them and their friend or whether your confused and innocent.”

“My name is Sebastian, I think.” He replied.

“You think, how does somebody forget their own name?” Caroline asked him. “How long have you been down there?”

“Yes, my name is Sebastian, Sebastian Salvatore.” He revealed much to Caroline’s own horror.

“That’s not possible Stefan never told me about any other vampires within his family.” Caroline replied. “You’re lying.”

“Who the bloody hell is Stefan?” Sebastian asked making it clear he had no idea who Stefan Salvatore was.

“Caroline!” Alaric shouted from above her.

“Just great,” Caroline sighed. “What has Klaus done now?”

“Release me now!” Sebastian demanded.

“I’ll be back for you but first I have to deal with an original pain in my ass.” Caroline told him.

“Well hurry back so you can explain to me why that witch looks so much like my Isobel.” Sebastian revealed.

“Which witch?” Caroline asked.

“Blonde and very violent.” Sebastian went on to say.

“That’ll be my Lizzie,” Caroline replied with a sly smile showing a sense of pride.

“She must be a Gemini witch then tell me does she know of the impending merge?” Sebastian asked her.

“What do you know about the merge?” Caroline quizzed him desperate for answers.

“Release me and find out.” Sebastian replied with a wicked smile.

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Forgotten Alliance Ch. 5

Author: xxwritemeastoryxx

Pairings: Eventual Elijah Mikaelson x OC with other parings mentioned throughout.

Word Count: 4.3K

Warnings: Not too much. Canon typical stuff.

Author’s Note: As a reminder, FA can be found on ffnet up to chapter 42. I am uploading chapters here on tumblr for convenience. I decided against tagging this until new chapters are posted. Of course there are a few that wished to be tagged and I will be tagging them in this. If you would like to be tagged please let me know! Chapters are queued and will be posted randomly. Enjoy

A groan passed Elizabeth's lips as she sat up in bed. She rubbed the back of her neck as she looked around the room. She hated getting her neck snapped. While she had understood why Malakai had done so, it was still a pain in the neck, pun intended, to get her neck snapped. Eventually she would give Malakai hell for doing it.

"Good evening, sunshine!" Malakai said from his seat in the corner of the room. His cheery voice had caused Elizabeth to take a pillow and chuck it at him. "If you hadn't tried killing an original, you never would have had your neck snapped." Elizabeth glared at him.

"He was supposed to be dead." Elizabeth said with a growl. "How is he even here?!"

Malakai sighed. " You remember how they broke Klaus's sire line? All that mystical energy created a nexus vorti. Davina had taken that opportunity to being her boyfriend back."

"Boyfriend?" Elizabeth asked with a raised eyebrow. She was skeptical to his words.

"You would have known that if you had just stayed calm." Malakai crossed his arms over his chest. "Davina is with Kol, and while I know you would love to have his bloodied heart in your hand, I know it wouldn't make things any better when it comes to asking Davina for help. Speaking of which, I may have spilled a few beans while you were dead."

"YOU WHAT?!" Elizabeth was sure the whole compound heard her say that. That had caused Elizabeth to jump out of her bed and head towards Malakai. "What did you say to them?" She demanded. Malakai had expected this from her. Elizabeth had always been a woman that wanted to tell people things they needed to know at the right time. There was a right time for everything and Malakai pretty much ruined her plans. She wasn't ready. There was a bit of fear mixed in with the anger in her eyes and it caused Malakai to sigh.

"I didn't tell them anything you wanted to talk to them about." He said calmly. "Davina had asked how you were blood, and I told her that you were her grandmother and that you had came to see her for help. When she and Elijah asked for more information, I wouldn't tell them."

The anger Elizabeth had felt moments ago had vanished from her. She couldnt stay angry with Malakai. He was giving her the push she needed and now it was right there on the other side of the bedroom door. Her shoulders slumped and she walked to the other chair in the room and sat down. "I wasn't the right time Kai." Her voice was soft, almost saddened.

"How is it not the right time?" He questioned. "You've spent the last three years telling me that you wanted that spell undone."

"And I had my plans on doing so." She said with a slight nod. "Put yourself in my shoes, Kai. Would you be willing to just go out there and change almost everything you've felt? To feel the things you've stopped feeling long ago?"

"You're right, Liz." He said with a sigh. "But Aya is dead though, she's not going to be there to stop you. What's stopping you now?"

Elizabeth leaned her head back against the chair and looked up. She wasn't even sure how to answer his question. A sigh passed her lips and she shook her head slightly. "The fear of there not being a way to undo it." She said looking over at him.

On the other side of the door, Freya had been listening in. She did so as a favor to both Elijah and Davina. After Malakai had taken Elizabeth to her room, the others had been unsure of what to do. Klaus decided it was best to spend some time with his youngest brother and had taken Kol up to the study to fill him in on everything that has been happening with the family. Davina had been on her way out when Elijah had stopped her

"Has Elizabeth spoken to you since her arrival?" He asked as calmly as he could. He had been worried. Elijah used to know when Elizabeth was in trouble. And now, it seemed that he had lost that after leaving her to practically die at the hands of Mikael.

"I didn't even know she was in town." She said with a slight shrug. "My grandmother had told me that one of our ancestors had been turned into a vampire and checked in from time to time, but I never knew who she was."

Elijah sighed and looked to Freya. "Has she said anything to you about her troubles?"

Freya had paused for a moment and nodded. "She had been wondering about the rules of magic. There was some spell done that she needs help with, but when I asked her more about it, she avoided the question altogether."

"What would Elizabeth want with a spell?" Davina asked curiously.

"She mentioned it being a spell that can conceal a bond between two people." Freya was puzzled with the spell herself. That had been when the idea had hit Freya. "She asked if a spell was created by one line of witches if another could undo it." She looked between Elijah and Davina. "She wanted your help Davina. That shows a Claire witch had been the one to cast the spell."

"Davina, could you go through any grimores your ancestors left behind?" Elijah asked. "I'd like to see what this spell is that Elizabeth is keeping from us." Elijah wouldn't admit it out loud, but he was beginning to second guess his thoughts on Elizabeth being there.

"I can try to dig through them and see." She said nodding. "It may take some time."

"Bring them here." Freya said with a small smile. "We'll go through them together."

Davina nodded. It had been a plan. At the same time that plan had been made, Elijah's phone buzzed in his pocket. Pulling it out, he read the text message from Marcel and put it back into his pocket.

"Freya, until Davina comes back with the grimores, keep an eye on Elizabeth and Malakai for me." He only waited for Freya to nod before he left the compound.

A sigh passed Freya's lips as she walked away from Elizabeth's door. Not a moment later Davina had came back to the compound with several grimoire. Freya met her in the courtyard with a small smile.

"These were all the ones I was able to get my hands on." Davina said placing them on a table.

"These may not even be the ones we need." Freya said shaking her head slightly.

"What do you mean? It was a spell my ancestors had done. Wouldn't it be in these?" Davina was confused now.

"The spells the sisters used, do you know how far they go back?" Freya asked avoiding the questions Davina had asked.

"I'd say pretty far back. Maybe around the time Tristan took over the Strixs and Aya started using witches. Why?" Davina was starting to wonder what it was that happened while she was gone that they might not need her ancestor's grimoire anymore.

"I was eavesdropping and heard Elizabeth and Malakai talking about the spell."

"Did they mention what spell she was looking for?"

"No," Freya said shaking her head. "they are careful about it since they are staying with other vampires. But it was what Malakai said that got me thinking the spell she needs is with the one the sisters used."

"What did he say?"

"He said that Aya was dead and wanted to know what was stopping her now."

"But didn't Elizabeth kill Aya?"

"Yes. And the only thing I can think of is that Aya was the one that had your ancestor put the spell on Elizabeth." Freya said looking towards Elizabeth's room. "Aya took something from her and she wants it back."

Elijah had returned to the compound to find Freya going through several of the grimores. He looked around the room for Davina. "She is not here?" Elijah asked confused.

"I sent her to retrieve the old spells from the Davilla estate." Freya said flipping through more pages of the grimoire.

"Why the Davilla estate?" Elijah took a seat in front of the table Freya was working at. Freya looked up at Elijah and debated for a moment on telling him.

"Elijah, I seen how you reacted earlier with the idea of Elizabeth needing a spell." Her words had caused Elijah to raise an eyebrow but he let her continue. "She's not seeking a spell to gain anything."

"Then what is it she is seeking it for?"

"I was eavesdropping," Freya shook her head at Elijah's smirk. "I was hoping to get some information as to what spell she needed." She paused for a moment. "She sounded so... afraid to have the spell undone. And then they mentioned Aya."

"What does Aya have anything to do with this?"

"If I'm right and if I can prove it when Davina gets back, I believe Aya was the one who asked a Claire witch to place the spell on Elizabeth."

"Why would Aya want to do that? She never met Elizabeth."

"Haven't you wondered why Elizabeth had taken so much pleasure at ripping out Aya's heart? Or that when it came to ransacking her belongings, she was all the willing to?"

"I figured it had to with her wanting to kill both Niklaus and I. Elizabeth isn't afraid to take down anyone who is willing to try and kill us."

"I found it!" Davina came rushing into the compound interrupting them. Both Freya and Elijah stood from their seats and looked over at her. "You aren't going to believe what Aya did to Elizabeth."

"Unfortunately that is going to have to wait, Davina." Klaus said from upstairs looking down at them. "I need my siblings for important things. You can see yourself out." Davina, Elijah and Freya had all glared up at Klaus. Davina had folded the page and placed it into Freya's hand.

"Don't read any of the details until I've talked to Elizabeth, please." Davina said before heading out of the compound.

Freya sighed, placing the spell into her back pocket and headed upstairs with Elijah. "Must you be so rude, brother?" She asked as she walked into the study.

"Family business Freya. We have much to do in so little time." Klaus said.

"I have a spell for you to do Freya." Kol said holding up the letters Klaus had been holding earlier that day. "The sooner we can prove to Klaus that the world isn't out to get him, the sooner the paranoia will be subsided."

Elijah and Klaus stood by while Kol and Freya prepared for the spell. Kol burned the letters and mixed the ashes with mortar and pestle. Once the mixture had been done, Freya brought a goblet of Klaus's blood towards Kol and he sprinkled ashes into the blood. Freya pours a bit of it onto a map before Kol hands her the spell.

Elizabeth stood by the entryway of the door as Freya started to chant. She didn't want to walk in and disturb what ever it was they were doing. Elizabeth had to be honest with herself, she didn't want to be in the room with Kol either. She watched as the blood on the map spread to the several locations of Klaus's enemies.

"Behold your greatest hits, Klaus. All over the world. But only one here. Which means the legion of enemies you were worried about is an army of one." Freya said with a small smirk. Elizabeth couldnt help but smile a little at her words and she saw some relief in Klaus.

When Elizabeth felt eyes on her she couldnt help but look towards Elijah. And when she did, he had been watching her. Elizabeth had looked down as if she was a child being caught somewhere she wasn't supposed to be. Elijah was walking towards her when Kol spoke.

"I assure you," Kol said as he circled a blood droplet with a pen. "This is your Gaspar Cortez." Elizabeth could hear the buzzing from Klaus's phone for a second before he had been no where in the room.

Once Elijah was by her side he gestured for her to follow him. "We have some matters to discuss." Elizabeth had followed him out of the room and down into the courtyard. Before Elijah could ask the questions had been on his mind Elizabeth stopped him.

"I'm sorry for earlier." She said softly. "I still have issues when it comes to dealing with Kol. I'm going to have to learn that he is here to stay. I also understand Malakai had told you that I needed help with a spell, while I was...out."

"He did." Elijah said with a nod. "For a moment I wanted to question my judgement as to why you had really came to the Quarter. But then Freya had a theory of her own, and I can only wonder if it were true or not."

Elizabeth hadn't expected any different from Elijah. She had kept this secret to herself, and Malakai. She didn't want to bother the Mikaelsons with her own problems. She understood where Elijah was coming from. "What is her theory?" She asked trying to prepare herself for whatever it is that Freya had came up with.

"That Aya had done something to you. Had a spell placed on you and this is why you were needing Davina's help." All Elizabeth could do was nod at first.

"She's right. I met Aya five centuries ago. And our meeting didn't go over so well. I had found the Strix in search of you, but I had found Aya and Tristan instead." Elizabeth could see a flicker of anger in Elijah's eyes. "I'll spare you some details, but I ended up leaving with a part of me missing."

"What did she take from you?" Elijah asked. His voice was now filled with concern. But before Elizabeth could answer, Elijah's phone buzzed with a call from Marcel. He answered it and Elizabeth could hear Marcel asking him to meet up somewhere. "I'll be there." Elijah said before hanging up the phone. "We will continue this discussion when I get back." Elizabeth nodded and watched a he left to meet up with Marcel.

Elizabeth had gone back to her room and picked up a book to read. She needed to have her mind disappear into another world for a while before Elijah came back to ask more questions. She never planned on this. She hoped that she would at leave have the spell undone before it. Before she could fully get lost in the book, she heard footsteps headed towards her room. Placing the book down she waited for them to enter. She had been surprised when Hayley walked into her room, covered in blood.

"Hayley, are you alright?" Elizabeth asked getting out of her seat.

"Yes, its not my blood." She said with a shrug. "You were right though."

"About what?" Elizabeth asked confused.

"After you had given me the idea to make my list and you told me that I had been doing all of this because I had owed it to Jackson, you were right." Hayley said beginning to look lost.

"Hayley, did you finish the list?" She had figured Hayley would have felt better after she had completed it.

"No." She said shaking her head slightly. "Elijah had stopped me. I had shown him the list and he tried to use Hope against me."

Elizabeth sighed. "He cares about you, Hayley. Just like you care about him. You told me you made a promise to Jackson. Shouldn't you keep that promise?"Elizabeth knew she shouldn't have been fueling Hayley's guilt and need for revenge. But there was a part of Elizabeth that thought this was best for Hayley. Elizabeth had gotten her revenge and she felt a sort of peace afterwards.

"Not like I could now, Elijah has my list and knowing him, he'd be keeping a close eye on me." Hayley shook her head and Elizabeth couldnt help but get a heavy feeling in her chest. Shaking her head of the thoughts that had popped into her head and taking a deep breath, Elizabeth smiled at her.

"Why dont you get cleaned up? You wouldn't want Hope to see you covered in blood."

Hayley laughed. "She already has. I doubt it bothers her."

Elizabeth chuckled and watched Hayley leave the room. A second later, Freya entered the room.

"We have a problem."

Elizabeth, Freya, and Kol were standing around the map when Elijah and Klaus had returned to the compound. Elijah watched as the drops of blood were making their way towards New Orleans. Some were moving a lot faster than the others.

"So this may only be a fraction of our potential enemies." Elijah said looking at the others.

Kol chuckled and crossed his arms. "In hindsight, we could've been nicer to people. Or at least left fewer survivors."

His siblings gave him a disapproving look while Elizabeth glared daggers at him. She wasn't happy to be in the same room as him. But this had been something she needed to be there for.

"We don't know their motivations." Klaus said before turning to Elijah. "Half of these people could want to put the bullet in your heart! End the sire war with a pull of a trigger."

"I have an army devoted to keeping me alive." Elijah began.

"As much as I love the compliment, 'Lijah. This army of one can't do it on her own. " It had gotten a smile and a head shake from Elijah as he continued.

"The only people that care to protect you, Niklaus, are standing in this very room."

"And the one that is currently snoring away downstairs." Elizabeth added in Malakai. He may have been a lazy hybrid lately, but that had been because of all the partying he had done lately. Everyone had shaken their head at Elizabeth's statement.

Elijah gave Klaus a serious look. "As you well know, Niklaus, there is another way." Elizabeth could see the looks between two brothers. She looked towards Freya and could see the same confusion she had.

"You're going to run?" Freya asked.

Klaus chuckled at her question. "There was time when the name Klaus Mikaelson was a little more than a rumor. A shadowy figure who cast fear into the very bones of any who heard whisper of him. I don't run, sister. I disappear. And tonight, the four of you are going to make that possible." He picked up a burlap sack with blood stains and showed it to the group.

"The head of Gaspar Cortez?" Elizabeth asked. All she received was a devilish grin from Klaus.

Once Klaus and Elijah left once more, Elizabeth followed Freya and Kol down into the courtyard. She took a seat further away from them. It was just so she didn't get the need to kill Kol. But it seemed like Kol had other plans. He took a seat next to Elizabeth while Freya collected the ingredients needed for the spell.

"Elizabeth," He started and paused. It didn't seem like he knew where to start. "I know you hate me." That had caused Elizabeth to chuckle.

"You are really up there on my hate list. Maybe one under loath." She was being honest with him. "Although I would love more than anything to shoot the last white oak into your chest, I cant."

"Why is that?" He asked curiously.

"You are dating my descendant, who happens to be a pretty strong witch. " Elizabeth paused for a moment thinking about her next set of words. "There will be a day Kol." Elizabeth looked him right in the eyes. A day where you will break her heart, or even step out of line to where your brothers will put you in a pine box for sometime. Either way, you wont live past that. So for now, I'll tolerate you. But I'll wait until you mess up." That was the last thing she said before getting up and walking away.

Kol heard a sigh from Freya and he looked her way. "Try and stay off her bad side. I'd hate for our brothers to have to kill her. I like having her around. "

Kol shook his head and laugh. "I can't keep any promises, sister."

Elizabeth stood out on the balcony of the study. The day had seemed to drag on, but the night was refreshing. As much as she was staring into the city of New Orleans, her ears were elsewhere. Elizabeth had been eavesdropping. As much as she shouldn't she was. Even with the fire crackling in the room, she could hear the conversation clearly.

And now every time I look at you, it's like he's right there and I'm...hurting him all over again. He died because of me. So... out of respect for him... I have to let you go.

Well, that seems like the right thing to do. You know, I tried that myself. Didn't work.

"You know eavesdropping is a bad thing." Malakai said stepping out onto the balcony with her.

"I know it is." She admitted. "I was just...hoping for something. Anything." Her eyes scanned the crowds below her. "I used to feel it. "

"I know you did." Malakai said placing an arm around Elizabeth. "You'll be able to feel it again soon. Actually, I want to make a deal with you." He said and it caused Elizabeth to look at him with a raised eyebrow. "By the time I get back, I want that spell undone. I want you happy, Liz."

"Get back? Where are you going?" There was sadness in her voice.

"With Klaus." He said with a small smile. "You know I have to make sure he is safe. Sire line or no sire line, gotta help the man out. "

"When will you be back? He's disappearing, Kai. That takes time to do."

"I'll be back as soon as I can. Give it a few weeks. But until then, promise me you'll get Davina to help you."

All Elizabeth could do was nod her promise and hug Malakai. She had just gotten him back not that long ago and she felt like she was losing him again. But she knew better though. He would be back. Malakai always kept his promises to her.

"Be safe." She said as she hugged her back.

"Always, Liz." He said with a smile and kissed the top of her head. "It's my turn to have the adventure. "

That caused Elizabeth to chuckle. "You have a lot more to do before you can catch up to me."

"That's the plan, Liz. That's the plan."

An hour later, Elijah, Freya and Elizabeth are over looking the street as their loved ones got into Klaus's car. All three of them were saddened that they were leaving, but it had been necessary for what was coming to them.

"Its going to be quiet around here." Freya said looking at both of them.

"I wouldn't bet on it." Elijah replied. Elizabeth could hear the hurt in Elijah's voice and she felt a pang of guilt. Once Freya went inside, Elizabeth looked towards Elijah.

"Elijah." She said softly.

"I'm alright Elizabeth." His words came out emotionless. "We still need to discuss what Aya had done to you."

"Not tonight, Elijah." She said watching him. "Give yourself tonight. And then we will talk." She promised before placing her hand on his shoulder. Elijah placed his hand on top of hers.

"Thank you." He said finally looking at her with a small smile.

"You're welcome." She said and turned her attention out to the city lights. Even though they weren't talking. It was enough for both of them that Elizabeth was there comforting him in his time of need. Tomorrow, she'll have to talk to Davina. And once Elijah came to talk to her about Aya, there would be no getting out of it.

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