"Stiles Marcus William Corvinus." I whispered. "The first and last of my species. The Brotherhood of the Five wanted my blood for research. They wanted to know why I was immune to the sunlight. Why I could control the shift under the full moon. Or why I could transform...into two different beasts. Or into one beast of both. They tried desperately to get their hands on me...but fate would have it...Four...would rather die than let the Brotherhood get ahold of me." I explained.
"And now...there is a new threat and not just to me. But to the rest of you as well. The Gilbert progenies and their friends. And on top of that, Mikael, is back from the dead. No doubt in search to kill Klaus and I. Well, try to anyways. I will see to it that Mikael is apprehended and killed. Then I will figure out how to deal with this doppelgänger and group of pathetic friends." I added. "Doesn't have his memories for more than five minutes and he's already back at it." Rebekah pointed out. "Cut him some slack. It's been nearly a millennium since he was his normal self again." Four said uncrossing his arms. "Must've been hell." Klaus stated. "Something like that." I answered before grabbing a black trench coat off the coat rack and throwing it on before speeding out the mansion in a blur.
I stood in the town square after making a quick stop to a storage shelter below ground in a bunker that's laid dormant for centuries. An armory laden with weaponry forged for use during the First and Second Purges. Within the black trench coat rested two silver blades. A subtly in the wind change caught my attention before I turned around to find Mikael holding a white oak stake in his hand. "Stiles. Either you are incredibly brave or incredibly stupid. Did you not comprehend my threat over your very existence? Or did you and you just wish to die?" Mikael spat. I scoffed.
"Neither. I've come to do something Klaus would probably like the pleasure of doing himself." I answered. "And what's—?" Mikael started before widening his eyes with furrowed brows. "You...you remember." He whispered as I smirked. "And to think the great Mikael, the Vampire Who Hunts Vampires, only could kill his opponent when they were an amnesiac who didn't know of their previous life. Only then did you have the chance to attack. Because you know if I had been myself the last time...we wouldn't be having this conversation. Because you would already be dead." I explained. "Lot of talk coming from the likes of you, abomination." Mikael spat. "DO NOT SPEAK TO ME IN SUCH A TONE, YOU PATHETIC IMBECILE!! I WILL NOT HAVE IT!!" I raged appearing before him in the blink of an eye with glowing platinum white irises. Fangs protruded from my gums as a growl loosened from my throat. I lifted him into the air with one arm before pinning him to the statue in the middle of the square. The look of fear reflected in his eyes.
"I AM STILES CORVINUS! I AM THE FIRST AND LAST VAMPIRE ELDER! I AM THE ONE AND ONLY PURE-BLOOD HYBRID!! I AM ETERNAL!" I shouted. "And you...Mikael...are about as eternal as a camp fire on a windy day." I spat before pulling out the dual daggers and slamming one into his under jaw and the other into the side of his head.
Blood pooled from his mouth as I ripped the two blades from his head. Mikael fell to his knees before his head fell apart in sliced chunks. I twirled the dual blades around before sheathing them in the trench coat. "I expected more from the Destroyer." I spat before pulling out a lighter and tossed it into the corpse setting it on fire before I sped back the Mikaelson estate in a blur.
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🥀Blood & Roses 🥀
Fiksi PenggemarStiles has lived in Mystic Falls his entire life. He's your average nobody that doesn't have very many friends. Except for his best friend, Scott McCall. But that's it. He had no one else. He starts to notice strange things happening around his town...
