The Last Petrova

Kill Her

 "Do keep in mind that we're not supposed to kill them?" Klaus said, pushing me and Kol away from the girl and feeding her his blood. "And you were worried about me spoiling the fun?" I said to Kol, licking the blood off my fingers.

"She has a point, Nik, it is quite bold of you to tell us who not to kill," Kol said, grabbing another girl and leading her over to the couch. Ignoring him, Klaus took the girl away from Kol, and dug his fangs into her neck himself. 

Kol rolled his eyes. "Real mature, Klaus," he said, as two more girls walked over to him.

I sat myself in between the two brothers, and began feeding on the wrist of the girl Kol was staring hungrily at.

"I'd forgotten there are more to humans than their blood," Kol said, taking the girl's hand away from me and pulling her down towards him. 

"You're quite a beauty, aren't you?" he murmured, as he began pulling at the strings of the girl's corset. Rolling my eyes, I tried to think of the last time Elijah had called me beautiful... And then I realized I couldn't.

I hadn't even shared a proper conversation with Elijah since he had met Celeste. I had no idea what the two of them spent their time doing, but- but what could be so possibly important that it had to take all day, every day? 

Elijah claimed he was working with her to find a permanent cloaking spell so that we wouldn't have to worry about Mikael anymore... But was that the truth?

"Helena!" Klaus gasped, prying my hand away from his arm. I glanced down, and saw that my nails had dug deeply into his skin. His shirt was soaked with his own blood.

I stood up, and walked over towards the table in front of the couch. I stared at it for a few seconds... Then I launched it at the wall, causing it to splinter into pieces.

"Do you mind?" Kol said, looking up from... Whatever the word was for what he was doing with the girl.

"Where did Elijah say he was meeting Celeste?" I said through clenched teeth. 

Kol and Klaus shared a look with one another. 

"What?" I snapped. "Nothing, just a little bet we placed between the two of us," Kol said with a smile.

"A bet that I just won," he added, as he stood up. The girl toppled onto the floor.

"Elijah's at Celeste's house, he's been there since last night," Kol said. My gaze turned cold. 

"What?" I spat. Kol nodded mockingly. "Yes, I wonder where he slept? You know, it's funny- despite being so talented at dark magic, Celeste lives in a house with only one bedroom-" 

Kol was cut off when I charged at him angrily. Expecting this, he dodged my punch, grabbed my wrist, and pushed me forward so that I tripped over the girl and landed on the floor.

I quickly stood up and grabbed a broken piece of the table I had broken earlier. The wooden leg of the table went flying into Kol's gut as he let out a pained yell.

I marched out the door and rode to Celeste's place. It was extremely dilapidated, yet there was a strange kind of aura surrounding this place, as if it was full of... A sickening form of life.

The door creaked open, and I found, to my surprise, that I could enter without invitation. This meant that this house belonged to the public.

My vampire hearing picked up on noise from upstairs. I slowly made my way up the stairs, and once I took my shoes off, making not a single noise was actually quite easy. The sounds were coming from upstairs, but something wasn't right. The voices were all muffled, as if they had been purposely shielded by magic.

The fact that some kind of sound muffling spell was at work made me even angrier. Without a single moment of hesitation, I kicked down the bedroom door to see Elijah, feeding on Celeste.

A dozen feelings soared through my mind, and those emotions multiplied by the thousands as my vampirism heightened each and every one of those feelings onto a higher level.

"Helena!" Elijah shouted, trying to pry me off of Celeste, whom I had knocked to the ground. I blinked, and glanced at the door where I had just been standing. I didn't remember pushing Celeste to the ground, or wrapping my hands around her throat, yet here I was. And I wasn't about to stop.

I elbowed Elijah in the gut, and began choking the life out of the stupid witch. She raised her shaking hand into the air, and I heard something hurtling towards me. On instinct, I ducked, and a glass vase magically crashed into the wall in front of me.

"Helena, you're going to kill her!" Elijah yelled, grabbing my shoulders and throwing me off her.

"I'm aware of that!" I screamed, charging at Celeste again. "Run! Now!" Elijah shouted at Celeste as he grabbed onto me. "Helena, please, calm down- Helena!" he yelled.

"Why- the bloody hell- were you feeding on her!" I shouted. 

"You said blood sharing was an intimate thing, you said-" I began choking on my own tears as I stumbled over towards the wall.

"Helena, I promise you, none of it was what it seemed-" 

"How can I believe that?" I yelled. 

"Helena, please, calm down," Elijah said, kneeling down next to me and holding my hands. "Look at me," he said softly. "Helena, when have I ever steered you wrong? When have I ever done anything that could risk making you lose your trust in me?" he asked.

I forced myself to steady my breath. "Celeste was helping me with a spell to locate Mikael, but in order for the spell to work, she needed a link to him. She needed me to feed on her as she performed the spell, but that was it. There was nothing more to it, you must believe me," he said, stroking my hair.

"Helena, I would never do anything to jeopardize what we have. I will always be by your side no matter what. Do you not remember the promise we made to each other on the beach when we first arrived in New Orleans?" Elijah asked me.

"A life we would share always and forever," I whispered. 

Elijah nodded, and kissed my forehead. Tears stopped falling out of my eyes... But that wasn't a good thing.

"Then prove it," I said to him. 

Elijah stared at me. "Prove it... Prove it by killing her," I said, standing up. 

Elijah frowned. "You're being serious," he said, as the look in his eyes changed. 

"Helena, do you realize Celeste is the only witch powerful enough to locate Mikael for us-" "Do you realize she wasn't even performing a locator spell when she asked you to feed on her?" I said. These words finally shut Elijah up.

"The 1600s. I read every single one of your mother's grimoires, Elijah, don't you remember? I may not be a master of the magical arts like Celeste, but I know a thing or two about magic, too. And you may not have realized it, but the spell Celeste was chanting doesn't exist," I said harshly. 

"What?" Elijah said.

"Celeste has been obsessed with you since the moment she laid her eyes on you, she's been lying and manipulating people all to get closer to you. So kill her," I said, as I ran a hand through my hair, "Or I will."