Almost is Never Enough

Dancing With the Devil

Emma

It's been three weeks since we gave Kal the ring and he should be coming to get us any minute. The family is sitting at the dinner table in this order: Dad at the head, Mom next to him, Hope across from Mom, me next to Hope, Kol across from me, Freya next to Kol, Rebekah next to me, Elijah at the other end of the table. 

Jack is in heaven with Gabe and Cas doing Godly things. And Lucifer is in hell being Lucifer. I don't know where Crowley is. The floor is soon covered in black smoke and everyone stands up. Hope and I roll our eyes, knowing it's Kal. We walk towards the center of the room as he appears out of the smoke.

“A little extra don't you think?” Hope asks. He cuts his eyes to her then looks back at me. 

“Are you ready?” He asks us and we nod at him. I go to the kitchen and grab a bowl and walk back.

“I need some of your blood” I say, taking out a small dagger.

After Kal put his blood in the bowl, I distracted him long enough for Hope to put a vial of each of our blood in there as well.

Hope and I join hands and hold out our free hands for Kal to take. Then we start chanting. 

“Ut dicitur in in magica. Nam si novi tua, vasorumque diversam supellectilem. Venite vos siphon. Ut dicitur in in magica. Nam si novi tua, vasorumque diversam supellectilem. Venite vos siphon. Ut dicitur in in magica. Nam si novi tua, vasorumque diversam supellectilem. Venite vos siphon” (I made this up so don't @ me.) After the spell was done, Kal was on the floor with a bloody nose, and Hope and I had a black mist around our hands. 

“What did you do?!” Kal asked us angrily.

“The ring we had you wear, it linked your fathers magic to you. So those three week while your powers “Manifested and grew” It was really just absorbing his magic. So once all of your fathers magic was yours, we took it. All of it.” I say.

“What happened to the plan?” he asks.

“Oh, that was the plan. That was our plan. We never intended on letting you keep all that magic. But we did keep our word. We helped you get it. We never said we would let you keep it” Hope says with a smirk.

“I told you, you’d pay for threatening my sister. You're dancing with the devil, dear. And I'm a damn good dancer.” I say before I sink my fangs into his neck and drain him before ripping his head off.

Hope and I look at each other, “Is it over?” she asked. 

“Yeah. Yeah it's over.” I say hugging her.