Elijah Mikaelson Collection

Hidden Marks

"Oh come on," Y/N said as she turned and faced Elijah as a smile pulled at her lips. "Are you really telling me that you've given up on looking?"

Elijah shook his head slightly as he let a huff of air past his lips. "For as many times as you've tried to persuade me to find who my soulmate is, my answer has remained the same."

"Deep down I don't think you mean it." Y/N said with a slight tilt of her head. "You give the advice of your best friend 'needing' to find who she is 'destined' to be with, but you wont take your own advice or mine for that matter."

When Elijah was younger, he believed that Soulmates finding each other was something magical. He may have lived with his mother who was a witch, and even a few of his brothers, but this was different. Elijah could remember the stories some of the villagers told him about how they found their soulmates. That the marks they were born with would match the person they were meant to be with.

Elijah had hoped that his soulmate would come along and he'd get to experience that kind of magic that he witnessed. He wondered who his soulmate was. How he would meet them and when they would realize who they were to each other. But when Henrik died, Elijah had felt his opportunity to meet his soulmate had been lost the moment he became a vampire.

The magical feeling he once believed in had been diminished over time. As the centuries had passed Elijah had never once met someone who he would ever be his soulmate. That there was no longer someone out there that would share the same mark as he did. As the years passed, the thoughts of a soulmate had all but diminished.

Elijah's mark had been just below his left clavicle. The mark is a few shades darker than his skin tone. An intricate design of three circles intertwined in a horizontal line. His clothing always covering the mark from everyone around him. So long as it was covered, he wouldn't be asked about it.

At least that was until Y/N came into his life. The vampire may have been several centuries younger than him, but they had become close friends over the past century. Elijah had met her during his time away from Klaus. The need to be away from his brother for a while had proved to be much needed. And when he met Y/N there didn't seem to be anyone else better to spend his time with.

But during that time, he never mentioned what his mark looked like, let alone asked her what her mark looked like. Y/N was like Elijah in some ways. She once believed that soulmates were like fairytales. But when she turned, the notion of having her soulmate found had diminished.

"Was it not just a few hours ago that you reminded me that you'd rather not find them?" Elijah asked as he watched her.

The smile she had on her face faded slightly. "I have my reasons." she shrugged slightly. "I may change my mind if I see you find yours."

A light chuckle passed Elijah's lips as he began walking down the pathway they stopped in moments before. "I wouldn't hold your breath."

There were several more conversations similar to that between them. But no matter how many times each of them brought it up, they both believed that they didn't want to know who their soulmate was. They were content with their lives and it avoided the disappointment if their soulmates were human and lost some time ago. This way, there wouldn't be heartache.

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"Elijah?" Y/N called out as she struggled to keep herself steady as she walked into the compound. She hadn't ever expected to go to Elijah when she had been injured. But she needed help this time. Someone had attempted to shoot a wooden bullet at her and it was currently lodged in her back.

In a blink of an eye, Elijah was in front of her taking in her appearance. His eyes had widened as he helped her over to a seat in the courtyard. "What happened." He asked as he took note of the current bullet holes in her shirt.

"Oh you know, failed attempt at making friends." She tried to brush off the pain that was currently radiating through her. " I just need you to help take one of them out. The others were easy to do. But this one is lodged in there."

Elijah moved behind her as came to take note of where she had been speaking about. There had been a tear in her shirt from the attempt to make the bullet hole bigger to get the wooden bullet out. He could see the healed spots from the others that she had been able to take out.

It was as he moved the fabric aside to begin pulling the bullet out that he noticed the mark right above it. He stopped for a moment as he took in the horizontal circles that were intertwined. For as many times as he had seen his own mark, it was replicated on Y/N's skin.

Y/N could feel how he hesitated; she looked over her shoulder at him. "What is it?"

Elijah shook his head slightly. "I believe that is the first time I've seen your mark." He said before he began to poke and prod at the bullet hole.

She hissed as she felt him digging into her skin and muscle. "There's a first for everything."

Y/N knew that while they had joked and pressed the other to go in search of their soulmates, they never once actually saw each other's mark. For the century and a half that she had known Elijah, she had never once seen Elijah's mark, just as he hadn't seen hers until this moment.

Elijah hadn't said anything in response. If anything he was letting his mind go over everything the last several centuries had shown him. He had been at his lowest, the lowest that he could be as a Vampire, when Y/N had entered his life. They had gotten along so well during that time that Elijah just considered it them having a lot in common.

"I take it now that you've seen it, you're going to go on a mission to find my soulmate for me?" She asked a moment later, hoping to fill the air with voices instead of the sound of blood and muscle being messed with.

"I thought you disagreed with that plan." Elijah tried to keep his voice normal as he talked with her.

As much as seeing the mark should have made him happy, that he should have stopped right then and there and told her what it was that he realized, he couldn't bring himself to do it. It had nothing to do with the bullet that he was now pulling out from her back. If that had been the case, he'd tell her the moment he watched her skin begin to heal before his eyes.

"Oh, I do." Said with a nod as rolled her shoulders, stretching out the muscles of her back where the bullet had been moments before. "That doesn't mean it will stop you from doing it."

Her words had caused him to chuckle as he pulled out his handkerchief and began cleaning his hands of her blood. She turned towards him in her seat, watching as he tossed the bullet onto the table a moment later.

"I have no intentions of seeking someone out that you do not wish to meet." He noted with a nod of his head as he looked over at her. Even after getting into some trouble, she still looked as if she could still take on the world.

There was something in her eyes that changed a moment after his words had pierced the air. "Would you tell me if you saw the mark on someone else?"

"Of course." He said even though it had been a lie. He knew he wasn't going to speak of the very mark that was on his chest.

As much as Elijah wanted to express every thought he was having at the moment, he couldn't allow himself too. Not with the past that he had. Not when there were multiple reasons why he didn't want her to know.

Not to mention the track record he had with the women in his life. While one would argue that it was all meant to lead up to him meeting Y/N, Elijah knew that even she wasn't immune to the darkest parts of his family or even himself.

He watched as she stood up from her seat. "Thank you for helping me with that." She gestured to the bullet. "Would I be able to interest you in a little night hunt?"

There was a smirk pulling at her lips, one that Elijah couldn't stop one from forming on his own. She was offering him a night of catching those that attempted to harm her. Between the two of them, the sport of keeping each other and his family had been a game of keeping score. His head nodded in agreement at the thought of helping her.

He always promised to help keep her safe. And it was as they began leaving the compound that Elijah realized in order to do so, he was going to have to keep his mark hidden from her.