The Exiled Mikaelson's

Chapter 5

Clarrisa's grip on the white oak stake tightened, seeing Hope and Hayley sitting behind them. Clarrisa's eyes met Hayley, and her emotions became unpredictable. She turned, slamming the white oak stake on the table in front of them, leaving everyone shocked. Seeing her pick up her bag and disperse to the door, Ethan and Daisy ran after her. Andrew would run after them, but he turned around, giving them a fake smile, picking up the stake, and retiring to the hallway from where Ethan brought the dark object.

Clarrisa was halfway into the forest when Ethan and Daisy appeared in front of her.

"Brother, I am in no mood to talk about anything."-Clarrisa said as she was about to leave by his shoulder. But Ethan extended his hand-holding, her by her waist to stop her. Clarrisa's eyes sho up.

"I am sorry, Clarrisa, we should have done right to you!"-Ethan apologizes. Daisy nods her head.

"Brother, I am not angry at you, I am not at all angry, I just need some time to think....alone."-

Clarrisa says as she walks away but then again, Ethan reaches for her hand and turns her away. 

Daisy seeks that moment to run away to the bungalow, knowing that the two need time alone and, they always do things alone, whether it was family, emotion, spell, someone's resurrection, or some stupid party.

"Then why are you walking away? You never walk away, sister. Not from me. Okay, what is it that bothers you? "-Etha asks.

Clarrisa was now in front of him, he was holding her palm to let her go. But Clarrisa could not face him. Ethan hugs him and that when all hell broke loose. Clarrisa cried, like never. The once she cried was when Ethan got unconscious and fell. He went deadly pale. And this was her second time. Marcelusually said that even when she was a baby she had her father's patience and a better nobility. She never went against her words even when it was for her family. A promise is a promise. And her decency and manners were very famous. Excellent enough that even she was asked to be the head of the student council department. She was everything a daughter could be. But the only thing she lacked was cooking. She was horrible at it and was only able to cook with the guidance of either Finn or Marcel. Out of it all, she was a girl who never cried, she always hides away the pain and the emotions. Emotions were the part where she was always classy. Well like a royal lady would be.

But today she cried and Ethan knew this had something to do with the unwanted guest.

"I just couldn't Ethan, I can't. She died Ethan not once but twice. Her sacrifices were never looked upon. Father moved on, the others forgot her.....she is nothing but a dead supernatural. She fought for them, ......she fought for Hope. But Marcel was right brother............... he was right they don't CARE............. who dies unless....unless it is one of them. But my mother....... Ethan, she was one of them. It is all because of Hayley who did this to my mother she is the reason for all this I will never forgive her Ethan. Mom had a chance for returning but she failed just because of that wolf Ethan. How could she do this to a married man? I lost her,..... now forever, she doesn't have anything, no other side, no ancestral plane, not even rest, Brother. How could I forgive the lady who made my father choose between his child and her? All these years I waited for them to realize and come for us, but now I don't want them, Ethan. Whenever I look in their eyes I hear my mother, her screams, her sacrifice. Ethan how could she, why did she did that to my mother. And how could a father choose a lady who changes her partner in bed every 4 weeks? Why didn't he understand that? She said to him that she left him out of respect for her dead husband because of whom she didn't even bother to grace a look at him or Uncle Klaus. How could they be that naive? He loved Hope more than me. He considered him a daughter before me. He would always run for her before me. I never thought of Hope as my competitor. But her mother was the one to be blamed, Ethan. And they won't understand that Hayley was the reason they distanced them from their kids. All Hayley wanted was attention for her and her daughter. Ethan how am I gonna face them. "-Clarrisa was now still crying, she rested her face in Ethan's chest as she grew tired from all this. 

Ethan being a gentleman, let her cry while he kept sooting her with a soft voice and gently rubbing her back.

Unknown to both of them, 4 silhouettes were standing in the dark forest far enough for the two to even guess.

"Shhhhhhh, let it out, sister. Let it out."-Ethan said this as he leaned towards the nearest tree with Clarrisa still in his embrace. The silhouettes dispersed, but 1 of them kept standing and looking over the two for a little later.

Nearly after 15mins Clarrisa drift of to sleep. While Ethan was still leaning two the tree without disturbing her.

He then tossed her legs up and carried her bridal style deep into the forest. He stopped at a cabin in the forest. It was the same cabin from where they used to keep all the main magical objects they built or were mainly too dangerous to keep at their house. They had a whole hallway filled with dark objects at their home. But this cabin was built for keeping dangerous things and ancient spell books away from them. Some were of too rare use others were dangerous to use.

He used his magic to open the door and stepped inside laying down Clarrisa in the white sofa while he pulled his jacket off and slid down beside her sofa on the floor. Before he would close his eyes he used his magic to close the door.

Unknown to them someone was standing in the forest with long brown curly hairs. A petite figure with bright skin. A beautiful devil that awaits their destiny to intertwine with her's.