Morgana Gilbert gets thrown into the world of the supernatural. She must deal with the drama that her sister Elena started. She makes new friends and enemies. As well as losing a few. She uncovers secrets about herself along the way. And also she ma...
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Elijah sat at the head of the table, in the Gilbert household. He was worried, not only for his desiccated brother but also for his other brother. Who he hadn't heard from, Rebekah nor Kol had any idea where Alvaro or Morgana were.
And only Klaus and the teens at the scene of the crime knew what happened at the Mikaelson Mansion. They weren't going to tell him, but they were frightened, frightened of what Alvaro would do.
Or Damon was, his friends didn't understand why he was so scared of the Original, nor why even Klaus warned them about crossing him.
"All we need is to take that stake away from him." He spoke directly to Elena, who was sat next to Stefan while Matt stood behind her, addressing the problem of his mother's vampire vampire hunter "Once he's been disarmed...."
He was cut off by a knock at the door, they all looked towards it, he could smell a strong scent of freshly lit matches simmering through the woods.
They all stood before Elena went to open it, and she gasped horrified as Stefan's eyes widened while Matt looked on confused. Low and behold there stood Morgana with Alvaro and a unknown man, wearing a type of clothing that medieval princes wore stood behind her.
Morgana and the blonde wore the same unimpressed expression as Alvaro had a indescribably dark look in his eye. Elijah glanced towards the teenagers, he knew that look in his brother's eye.
His brother was angry, extremely angry. Perhaps more enrage then, Elijah had ever seen, he expected that kind of look from Klaus. Maybe negotiations weren't necessary, because he knew his brother wouldn't rest until the people beside him was dead. And Alvaro always gets his way.
He peered at the male on Morgana's right, he was an inch shorter than his brother, the same fire like smell radiated from him. He eyed the doppelganger with slight interest but he didn't look happy.
But something told Elijah to thankful, thankful that he was all the company Morgana brought, he didn't think he was the devil. Possibly a demon?
"Aren't you going to invite us in," Morgana smirked, her nature even sinister and different from what Elijah recalled "False sister?"
Then
"Your majesty?" Caliban asked concerned, his eyebrows furrowed as he bent over Morgana's body.
She had teleported out of nowhere into the abandoned throne room, where he was planning on asking Sabrina to the dance tonight.
He lay his ear above her heart, his eyes widened in fear. He bolted up, staring at the Morningstar's body. He couldn't let Lucifer or Lillith catch him with a dead Morgana, not only would he end up in the ninth circle, there'd be Hell on earth.
