𝐊𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐀

𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐤𝐥𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐭 . XXVI .

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" Get out of my sight. " was all that Niklaus had to say to his brother, a small window of opportunity that had been carved into the hybrid's heart by Kol was enough of a chance for him to escape the daggering promised to him and a moment that he wouldn't hesitate over as he speeds out of the compound and to the alley beside the family home. Heavy breathing surged through his lungs as he rested his head against the wall behind him, attempting to settle himself. How had he managed to escape from his brother's grasp? Had the mention of Camille truly been enough to free him of a daggering? He wanted to dwell on this further, to ponder how he still remained conscious and alive but he didn't have the time. The totem was broken and the fate of both witches remained unknown to him. 

With a final deep breath he slips from the alleyway and out to the street, moving as fast as he could muster to head to the garage where he'd instructed Davina to wait for him yet couldn't help shaking the feeling that he was going the wrong way. His plan had been to free Davina from the Hollow and then depart from New Orleans and far away from any further harm that continued to engulf his family, to finally give her the life that she deserved, peace, love and safety from what could do them harm.. this is what he'd been wishing he could of done for years. Stuck in the chambre de chasse dwelling over what he could of done to give her a good life, it had been all he had thought about. So what was this feeling plaguing these once perfect thoughts? 

Kol rounded the corner and entered under the barrier into the parking lot, scanning over the vehicles in search of his car. Going against his instincts. He shouldn't be looking to escape so soon, like something was gripping at his shoulders and pulling him back with each step. His eyes landed upon his car, parked in the back corner and hurried himself over to the vehicle and looking at each seat remaining empty, no sign of it being touched. Davina hadn't made her way to the car? What was delaying her? They'd agreed to meet here. He pauses, hand resting on the bonnet of the car. Was she still at the old church? Where else would she have gone? He took in a deep, thoughtful breath, hands raised to his face as he moved to lean against the car. Dark thoughts entering his mind, presuming the worst may have happened, thoughts he had to dismiss or risk losing his mind over. It then allowed for clarity in his mind, of what he was forgetting.. what was pulling at his consciousness. Evelyn. Where was she right now? With the totem broken was she free of the Hollow's grasp? What had happened to her? He glances back the way he came, mind planning out the route in his head but to where? To check on who? His lost love who he had promised to take away from the horrors of New Orleans or to the selfless garden coven traitor who had risked everything to aid his family. Why was this a question in his mind? Why was he trying to decide between the two. He loved Davina, he's loved her in spite of the complications that came with it. He didn't love Evelyn, she was just another Mikaelson-aligned witch who kept him company, performed the spells that he no longer could. Right?

The Mikaelson settled on his next point of call, if he knew her well enough then he knew where she'd go... to Josh. He exits the parking lot and begins to make his way down the street, the bar wasn't far from the parking lot, just a few blocks away and with his heightened speed he would be there in minutes. 

He arrived outside the Rousseau's and pushed open the double doors, hoping that he'd find the two old friends happily reuniting, car keys in hand ready to go. " Davina! " He called out, rounding the corner into the main bar area and allowing his eyes to fall upon the scene before him. They were both there, that he had predicted correctly, but there was no happiness in the room for he was greeted with the sight of Josh knelt on the ground cradling the decaying body of... Davina.