𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 ᵒⁿ ᵍᵒᶦⁿᵍ

vi. tales

"What is happening?" Eliza sighed as she finally woke up. "Thank god or whatever one can believe, I thought you were going to sleep forever."

"I don't think I was sleeping,"

"Whatever, Snow White." Elena frowned and looked at Eliza with confusion. "Sleeping one is the Sleeping Beauty, not the snow white." Eliza smiled warmly and shook his head. "I know, hunny. I know the tales I have written,"

"You have what?" Her eyes widened, and it amused him a lot. He almost laughed. "Yeah, the Grimm Brothers were the best cover I could come up with. May they rest in peace, I guess. "

"You are a psycho!" Elena yelled at him, which made him frown. "Excuse me, young lady?"

"You wrote those terrible stories, the ones that Disney had to fix. And don't even get start on the Sleeping Beauty one-"

"Oh, I see where you are coming from. So let me explain, I wrote way too, how can I say cute tales. The humans did not like it, so they changed the ending. The same humans thought the stories were too violent, so they changed the ending again. See my point?" Elena frowned with confusion. Eliza smiled. "The humankind, least to say, disgusting"

"And you are here to kill me, doesn't make you less disgusting." Eliza raised his eyebrows with impress. She was learning this talking game fast now, was not she? "Well, well, remember when I called you Snow White?"

Elena looked blankly, not understanding. So her brightness had a limit after all. It was annoying and boring. He snapped his fingers impatiently. "Recall the hunter in the tale, child,"

Elena's eyes widened with realization. "He set her free, let her go," Eliza nodded, sighing sadly. "This is not the first time I am playing the hunter. You can ask your mama."

"You know Katherine?" Eliza shook his head and sighed. "I know Katerina, she died long before you've met Katherine,"

Elena nodded. She knew what he was talking about. Eliza sighed and stood up. "What now?"

"Now, hunny, I hate myself for ever saying or suggesting this; go find Niklaus." Elena looked at him, horrified, shook her head. "No, no, kill me instead!"

"Oh, what? What were you told about Niklaus Mikaelson?"

"That he is going to be the death of me." Eliza rolled his eyes. "That is too novelist,"

"That he will sacrifice me"

"Too methodic"

"That he will kill me?"

"Aren't you full of questions today!" Eliza sighed and looked around with boredom. "He would never kill you. Please just go and find him, alright?"

"How can you be sure -"

"Elena! You will go to New Orleans and find Niklaus Mikaelson. You will forget that I compelled you, go!"

Go!
Go!
Go!

An echo, all Elena heard through her journey to New Orleans. She was, indeed confused, walking on barefoot. She realized Eliza dropped her somewhere near New Orleans. Eliza dropped her into a forest in New Orleans.

Elena heard her name as she was walking through the streets of the New Orleans. "Elena!" Elena looked at the man. He was like the younger version of Elijah. The man sped to her as she looked at him blankly. "Bloody hell, what have they been doing to you?"

"Niklaus Mikaelson"

"No, I am not him, I am more handsome." Kol cursed himself and held her hand tightly. "Never mind, your beloved can be more handsome for this once and for your sake. Let's take you to home come on,"

"I need to find Niklaus Mikaelson."

"Darling, are you compelled?" Kol sighed and grabbed the girl. "We are leaving for Niklaus Mikaelson,"

Elena just gave in, with the happiness of achieving her task and the tiredness, she collapsed. Kol knew she was fine. She was just tired.

He carried her back to the compound as he entered Klaus sped to the door. "Sh- She"

"Calm down, she is fine. I'm just tired. Here, your lady, " Klaus looked at her pale face, she looked tired, really tired. "I-I don't know -"

"This is not a baby Niklaus for God's sake! Stop treating her like a doll. It is irritating!" Klaus still looked shaken. He slowly picked her into his arms and looked at her breathlessly. "Elena"

"She should rest. Her room is ready," Rebekah walked downstairs. "Always the house manager,"

"Keep talking, and your baby mama will be my next lunch,"

"Don't you dare to -"

"Enough," Klaus said, but did not yell, which was more fearful to both of them. His eyes were teary, and he was having a hard time breathing. "She is dying,"

"What?"

"She is dying. She is dying." Klaus looked at her siblings with fear. "Rebekah, she is dying,"

"Fed her your blood." Klaus was locked. He was not moving an inch. Rebekah growled with anger and grabbed the girl, laying her onto the table. She ripped Klaus' skin, causing it to bleed and pressed it onto Elena's lips. "Kol, keep doing what I'm doing." Kol, for the first time in his life, obeyed without questioning.

Rebekah, after seconds, came back with a needle and a plastic empty blood bag and a syringe. "She is not accepting."

"It is okay, I got this." She immerse the syringe in Klaus' arm. As she filled it with blood, she immersed the bag's needle into Elena's arm and finally injected the blood into the bag. "Rebekah, are you sure this is right?"

"I was a nurse, I am sure." She looked at Klaus, who looked more and more pale each second. "I assume they are bonded, in some way."

"Aren't they soulmates? Witches got their own ways, do not they?" Rebekah nodded. They all searched for a heartbeat for minutes. It was the faintest. But then, it started growing louder and louder, and within seconds, Klaus was back to normal. "Klaus, sit down."

"I need to make sure she is okay -"

"She is more than okay. Sit down, you!" And they heard a gasp, a loud one. Then a pair of eyes were looking to them, all confused. "Niklaus?"