Chapter 8

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Neera pov.

After some walking, we were in the old church. On the way there Kol and Klaus explained to me that there were some vampire Nazis and that they wanted to hurt little Hope and her mother Hayley, as well as the whole Mikaelson family. I needed to help them. As we walked into the church, they saw us. They were looking at me terrified. Then the one asked me: "So the legend is true, you are here. And you are his actual living flesh and blood. What are you going to do to us?". Kol and Klaus had no idea what that man was talking about.

"Well, I am actually very hungry. Now Kol and Klaus you can go, I will take care of them. Or you can stay for the show?" I said with a smirk.

Kol looked at Klaus with a smirk and said: "We'll stay for the show of course."

And with that, I did a spell to make them unable to move. And then the other man spoke up pretending that he has no fear of me: "I am not afraid of you. You are an abomination and you should go to hell where you belong and stay there. You and your filthy father. I am just disappointed that the witches didn't kill you that time, but only just took something of you."

"What do you know about it?!" I asked him as anger in me became bigger and bigger.

"Well, I know that they haven't burned it."

Give them to us. Kill him. Kill all of them. My voices said. I told them yes, I will but I have to find out what he knows about this.

"Where are they?" I asked.

He stayed silent. "WHERE ARE THEY?" I yelled as my eye color begun to change into black. They were all afraid of me. Kol and Klaus couldn't see my eyes because they were behind me.

He stayed silent again and then I went into his mind and saw them. My beautiful wings. They were in there with the witches. With witches of New Orleans.

As I went out of his mind and I looked at all of them and just smiled evilly.

After it, I released my demons through fire as I screamed. 

My demons went into each one of them and tortured them as they all puked their blood

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My demons went into each one of them and tortured them as they all puked their blood. It wasn't red but black blood. I made every inch of their parts of bodies break and feel like burning. With that, they all just dropped dead. I was exhausted, as I turned around, I saw Klaus and Kol looking at me with surprise on their face. I thought that they would fear me, but they weren't. That made me happy.

"Well, that was quick darling" Kol spoke.

"What did that men mean with a legend and your father?" Klaus asked.

"Yeah, darling. And what is it with you and the witches?" Kol asked.

" Ohhh, the legend. Well, it is really a long story. And the witches, well they have something of mine, and I'd like it back." I simply said, not wanting to talk about it.

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