THIRTY-ONE

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"Nope, not in a million years," I huffed, closing the door with a flicker of my hand. Darius held it open of course. 

"Do you need me to remind you what you and the Coven did to me?" I shouted, anger burning hot. My eyes started to glow and I knew because Darius stepped back. He was afraid. 

"You pushed me away, you denied I was the alpha all because I was the youngest. Not only that but you CHASED ME. Like a fucking prey!"

He looked at his feet shamefully. 

"I will never help you. You and your Coven can shove it up your ass after everything you did to me. TO ME! YOUR SISTER!"

Darius nodded, waiting for me to cool down. 

"We need you (y/n)," he confessed. 

"Even with the others dead and Esther gone, there's still seven of you to fight four vampire kids," I spat out. 

"If they're capable, of killing Lucius, a four, trust me they'll enjoy killing the rest of us."

"I don't care. I want you gone from Beacon Hills and my life. If I ever see one of you ever again I'm going to rip your hearts right off your chest you hear me?" 

He held his hand up in defense. He turned around and was going to walk away when he added, 

"The Mikaelsons will target your friends, you know that right?" I started silently. 

He walked away, leaving me alone in the apartment. I followed him outside, where my remaining sibling were waiting for me. I face palmed myself. How could I be so stupid?

"Took you a while Darius," said my sister Isobel, a theta, rank eight, "hello sister, how's it going?"

I ran up to her, clutching her throat, pinning her to the ground. The concrete shook up and crumbled beneath us. I saw my siblings moving towards me, but Darius stopped them.

"If this is how you think you'll recruit me, better come up with another strategy plan," I growled, showing her how scarlet my eyes could shine. 

"(y/n) we understand how you feel about us, but we come with the purest intentions. Else we wouldn't have come all seven of us at Beacon Hills," my brother Nero said. The gamma, rank 3. 

"The council recognizes you as the Alpha." They all bowed down to me. I felt this strange feeling of pride. Power boiled inside of me. I felt unstoppable. 

"We need you to kill them. They can't harm any more Blacks, no matter the rank and you know that," my sister Blair, the Mu, rank 12 said. 

"I have other problems on my plate right now so hold them off in the meantime," I began walking back, but my brother Nero held my arm.

"(y/n) please." he glanced back at his siblings, "we agreed on giving you some of our power if you need it. As a form of compension and gratitude."

I stopped.

"How much are we talking about?"

"30 percent each," he said, "if you multiply that by seven-"

"But that's enough to turn me into some kind of..." I trailed, the word stuck in my throat.

"A goddess," Blair completed, "that's enough to turn you into a goddess."

I staggered. Would I even be able to hold that much power? Would I die in the ritual?

"It's too dangerous, I can't."

"(y/n) please-"

"I SAID LEAVE ME ALONE!" I yelled grasping my ear trying to cancel out the noise. I waved my arm in front of me, trying to create space between me and them. But I heard something thud. I glanced down and saw the body of my sister Isobel.

Her throat was slashed. I looked at my finger and saw that my fingernail was still as sharp as a knife. I forgot to change it back. I stared in horror, as a pool of black blood started to form around her. 

I glanced up at my siblings who also stared in shock.

Then I felt it. The electrical surge entering my body, burning me, ripping me apart. I screamed, praying that the pain would go away. 

I deserved that. Sorry for all the pain I caused (y/n). I'm sorry. 

I opened my eyes and gasped for air. I coughed and hulled my self up. 

I absorbed Isobel's powers. The ability to manipulate the darkness and the shadows. 

I looked at my siblings, turning my eyes into pitch black.

"If I ever see one of you again or you try to touch one hair on my friends' head. I will kill you. I swear on Isobel's dead body that I'll kill you."





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