𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐨𝐬 | 𝐍.𝐌 (𝟏𝟖+)

.𝟏𝟐 | 𝐓𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐧

*3rd POV*
You were walking through the woods. It was silent aside from the nature. You let a soft sigh out as a small smile stretches across your face. This was nice. It was relaxing.

At least for now.

The further you walked along the trail, going deeper into the woods, something didn't feel right. You tried to carry on walking, being positive, but you knew something was wrong.

The insects and animals went silent. All you could here was the wind and whispers. You felt as if you were being followed. Something isn't right.

You stop as a female witch steps out in front of you. She summons fire in her hand, looking blankly at you.

"Know we mean no harm, but this is all for the greater good." She says.

You summon your scarlet red powers in your hand. You were ready to throw a scarlet red orb her way, but it was too late. There was a presence you missed. One that snuck up on you and shoved a needle into your neck. You fall to your knees, trying to fight the tiredness that has washed over you.

Black dots clouded your vision and you pushed yourself off the ground, stumbling forward. You felt an arm pull you back and soon you were upside down. You weakly try to push yourself off the person who was holding you, but it wasn't possible. Your eyes close as a wave of tiredness washes over you. And soon, you were in a deep slumber.

Stefan sat with Damon and Bonnie in the living room. They were dreading this moment. They heard knocks on the door and Elena gets up, answering the door. She saw not one, not two—but three Mikaelson's.

"Come in." Elena says.

Niklaus, Elijah and Rebekah walk in and head to the living room. All three looked impatient and irritated. And they were. The Salvatore brothers refused to tell the news to them on the phone and insisted they come to Mystic Falls.

"So...we have an issue." Stefan says.

"We do have business in New Orleans that needs our attention. What's so important you couldn't tell us over the phone?" Elijah asks.

He was probably the most agitated of the three. But, he fought to keep his composure calm. The least he could do with his tone was making it seem tight and tense rather than angry and annoyed.

"Y/n has been kidnapped. I had a premonition—but we didn't get there in time. Rowena and her coven took her. But, I can't locate them." Bonnie says.

Elijah and Rebekah were silent. Elijah was surprised by the news that was dropped. He sighs, knowing that you don't follow rules well. He should have known you wouldn't have listened.

"This is all because you two bloody idiots told her she needed to walk the trails—yet you both know she is a walking target!" Niklaus shouts.

Rebekah steps forward and puts a hand on Niklaus's shoulder. But, he steps away and begins to pace, running a hand through his hair.

"Brother, not now...pointing fingers isn't going to find her." She says calmly.

"I just got her back...I can't lose her again. I can't..." He mumbles.

His eyes well with tears and he clenches his jaw as he fights them away. He refused to cry—especially in front of so many people.

"We will find her." Rebekah says firmly.

You open your eyes and take in your surroundings. You were tied to a wooden stake and you purse your lips and tilt your head in a more "oh well" manner. Some things never change. Especially the thoughts behind witches and stakes clearly.