The Other Mikaelson- Book 2

Chapter XXVI

Klaus, almost the same age he was when turned, layed curled in a fetal position, covered in blood as Mikael whipped him.

"Father! Father, please!" Elijah yelled, rushing into the room. Mikael shoved him backwards.

"Stay back! Or you'll be next!" Mikael yelled.

Rebekah ran into the room with Mikael's sword in her hand, Keira and Henrik following behind her.

"Stop it! Stop it! I will not let you hurt him anymore!" Rebekah yelled, pointing the sword at Mikael. Mikael stopped and glared at her.

"You stand against me? For him?!"  Mikael angrily grabbed his sword and left.

End Flashback

"So, you would paint her as a loyal sister, but she betrayed me out of lust for Marcel. Perhaps that was why you did it-- for love. Perhaps I might temper my rage if Rebekah will admit she was a victim of her own idiocy. That her great love, Marcel, used her to oust this family and to take my city!" Klaus exclaimed.

"Marcel did not manipulate me," Rebekah said.

"You defend him, and yet you can't help but wonder, what if I'm right?"

"We loved each other. It was your refusal to respect that that led to your ruin."

"Then why didn't he chase after you when you fled New Orleans? Oh, yes! That's right. He was here stealing what I built!"

"What we built!" Keira yelled.

"You want me to renounce Marcel, to beg for your forgiveness? I won't. Marcel is not at fault. I called Mikael!" Rebekah yelled.

Elijah panicked "Rebekah-"

Rebekah angrily screamed. "I was the one who brought him to New Orleans because of your wickedness! I wanted love and happiness, and you denied me the freedom to have either. Yes, I hated and I was afraid of our father, but he was a lesser evil than you. My bastard brother who loomed over me, threatening me as you are now. I wanted rid of you, and given the choice, I'd do it again!"

Furious, Klaus lunged at Rebekah and pushed her against a tomb, holding the stake against her heart. Elijah and Keira tackled him away. Klaus pushed Keira back and bit Elijah in the neck as hard as he could, before snapping his neck twice despite him already being unconscious, ensuring he'd be out for a while. When he stood up again, he realized his youngest sister now had both Tunde's blade and the white oak stake.

"Rebekah, leave us," Keira growled. Rebekah stared a her.

"I'm not going-"

"Rebekah, leave us! Please!" Rebekah left, and Keira turned back to Klaus. "You wouldn't listen to her. So, now, you must deal with me."

"So what's it gonna be? You hold both weapons. Tunde's blade would put me down, but the stake could finish me off for good," Klaus said. "Of course, you'd also kill Marcel with me, causing Rebekah to hate you forever."

"I'm not gonna kill you, you idiot!" Keira yelled. "I only wield the stake so you don't!" she held up Tunde's blade. "This, however, this is my defense."

"Why must you defend her? Rebekah betrayed you, as well, when she brought Mikael here!" Klaus said angrily.

"She didn't betray me, Nik! I helped her! I was the one who found Genevieve for her!"

"SHE BROUGHT OUR FATHER TO OUR HOME!!!"

"She is our sister, and because I like to remember her the way that she was before we became what we became," Keira said. "She was an innocent girl, quick to laugh, full of life."

"My memories serve to make her betrayal more painful."

"Can you not then accept some small part of the blame? After all, Niklaus, it was your cruelty that led her to do what she did!"

"Do you not see, Keira? She didn't mean to chase me off. She wanted me dead."

"You're wrong!"

"She has always hated me. You know that's true."

"You have no idea, do you? You have no idea what she was prepared to do for you. When our sister sees something that she perceives to be an injustice, she can be stubborn, impetuous, and, at times, downright dangerous. And never was this more apparent than the night she tried to kill our father!" Keira yelled angrily. Klaus's eyes widened.

Rebekah grabbed a knife and walked into Mikael's tent. She took a deep breathe, kneeling down and was about to slit his neck, before her sister stopped her.

"Don't," Keira said as quietly as she could. She grabbed the knife and yanked Rebekah back into their own tent, where the girls began to argue.

"He is our father!" Keira said.

"He is abusive and cruel," Rebekah said.

"Then we let nature take it's course! He is a terrible person, so terrible things shall happen to him. But if you do it yourself, you will regret it forever."

"What is this, some melodramatic fiction designed to garner my sympathy?" Klaus asked angrily.

"It is the truth. I was there. And she would have done it, all to protect you, had I not stopped her. I often wished that I could revisit that moment, complete the task myself."

"Why are you telling me this now?"

"Niklaus, sometimes our sister acts without thinking. She's short of temper, she's quick to fall in love, but she loves you. But, your malicious treatment has broken her heart. So, yes, she responded by summoning our father. Yes, that was a mistake. But she has more thank maken up for it!"

"Now, let's not say things we don't mean," Klaus said, speeding off to where Rebekah was hiding. Keira intercepted him, holding a weapon in each hand.

"Nik, so help me-"

"Are you really going to stand against me? And not with that pathetic blade. You'd just have to pull it out someday, and then I'd hate you as I do her, now, or more, since you've already done it once. If you want to protect Rebekah, you'll need to use the white oak stake.

"I don't have to listen to this nonsense," Keira said, throwing the stake to the side. "You are my brother! And Rebekah is my sister! I will let no harm come to either of you, from anyone, including you! I'm not so cowardly that I have to kill you, Niklaus, but if I have to make you suffer to protect Rebekah, that is what I will do!"

Klaus angrily sped towards her, yanked the blade out of her hand, and stuck it inside her own heart. The blade buried itself in her chest, which then healed, as she screamed in pain.

"Now you know how it feels. Who knew? You actually do have a heart," Klaus said, letting her immobilized body drop to the ground.

Rebekah suddenly appeared behind Klaus. "That was supposed to be my line," she said, holding up the stake. "Now, I have this. So I decide who lives and who dies."