Paint it Black [The Vampire Diaries]

8

"You must all come with," Imani says abruptly waking Ivar and Bjorn up from their slumber.

"We must?" Lilian muses.

Lilian watches the young girl move about their camp, stepping over the shield man and their belongings, grabbing iron cups, bags, and blankets.

Imani nods, "We leave when the sun is gone, you must come with."

"Is that an order?"

Imani stops, sighing as she turns to face Lilian, "This is not an order, Lilian. I have no family left, you all are all that is left."

Lilian sighs, nodding over to a big white oak tree, "Your family is within this tree. It shall be here forever."

"And the living?"

Ivar nods at Lilian as Bjorn walks over to Imani, giving her a side hug after picking his bag up, "By land or water?"

Imani smiles, looking down at her hands, "I want them back."

"We all do. They have helped so many," Ivar said smiling as he remember meeting Undaku for the first time.

He was young. Born a cripple, his father did not want him, his Mother saved him after his Father left him out to be eaten by wolves. And everyday after his Mother saved him had been hell, until Undaku came to their village in Kattegat.

Undaku was different. Not only was his skin touched by the sun, his voice louder than the thunder Thor brought, but his actions towards him.

He taught Ivar how to fight, when his brothers got bored of his never ending anger of not being able to do as much as them, to fight like them. Undaku taught him that being cripple meant he could be better.

And he was.

He fought better than all, until his brother, Bjorn came back to the village after fighting a bear and winning.

"Ivar!" Ivar is brought back to the present when Bjorn waves his hand in front of his face whilst shouting his name.

"Yes, brother?"