Four from the first generation. Four from the second generation.
Eight people with different views and beliefs.
Eight people believed in themselves for an exciting journey.
Can't believe it took me around four years to complete and edit this.
Or...
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Opening the apartment door, Elijah grinned seeing Kiel. Kiel just smiled softly showing him the bulk of books he borrowed from Elijah.
"Are you mad at me?" Elijah asked. "No. I am here to return the books." Kiel told him. "Are you leaving to somewhere?" Elijah asked. "Hmm. I had a vision where my family tried to kill me. And I learned that I might be a child of rape. So, I am going to take some time for self-therapy and maybe a bit more magical training. And a bit of couple therapy with my fiancé." As always Kiel was honest. Elijah nodded.
"I hope one day we can visit the temple." Elijah said. "Me too. But I think the world will be destroyed before that." Kiel said in a joking manner. But Elijah has heard enough of those stories in Rebekah's apartment to know there is some truth to it.
"Hope to see you soon Elijah." Kiel arranged the books back on the shelf and left.
His second stop was the Salvatore House. They are still brainstorming over the hints Ethan disguised as Klaus gave.
"Oh, thank God. I have missed you." Stefan latched on him dramatically. Kiel hugged him back. "I am taking some time off from Mystic Fall." Kiel announced. "Oh. Is everything okay?" Elena asked concerned. "No. My mentality isn't. A mentally unstable wizard is a dangerous one. So, I need time to heal my mind." He told them. "Take your time." Stefan, wish he had Kiel's courage too.
"Oh, I need you to tell me what you know of Fallen Children.
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"Is none of my ex-boyfriend home?" Mors asked seeing Henrik alone in the house. "Aries is around somewhere. Kier went out with the boys and Nik is with Kiel." Henrik told him.
"What are you doing?" Mors took a seat near Henrik. "Hmm?" Henrik asked confused. "Living a human life which you know was never written in destiny." Mors said. Henrik chuckled.
"Mors that's the difference between you and me. You believe destiny is your doom, but I believe I will doom destiny. Being a God, you know destiny and fates are real but as a human, I have the advantage to be a disbeliever."
"I thought I could even play with destiny. See where it got me." Mors sighed. "We still have time Mors. Fallen shouldn't have to raise, and Noirs are bloody not going to fall." Henrik patted Mors shoulder.
Hearing footsteps Mors stood up to greet Nikol. He was a little surprised to find Kiel with him. Kiel looks tired.
"Mors, meet my nephew Kiel who told me an interesting story about a mysterious figure whom he met eight days ago to be exact." Mors nodded. He knew it wouldn't be long before Nikol confronted him about it.
"Someone needs to warn him." Mors wasn't guilty about what he did. "Oh, it was you who I met?" Kiel asked. "Yes. If you are ready to unblock your powers, I am here to train you." Mors offered. Kiel looked at Nikol.
