❝ 𝐢'𝐦 𝐚 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 ❞
After a thousand years of everyone thinking he was dead, the original heretic is back. No one knows where his loyalties lie or if he's trustworthy. He's a different kind of monster, everyo...
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𝟎𝟎: prologue "if any of you would like to take that tone with me, i'm more than happy to cause you the same pain."
"What exactly is your plan for the Guerrera family?" Felix asked, as he watched the wolves from a distance.
"I'm not killing them if that's what your asking." Henrik told him, as he looked away from the wolves to look at Felix.
"Then let me ask again what exactly is your plan?" Felix repeated, as he looked over at Henrik.
"I'm going to give them a message to pass along." Henrik admitted, a small shrug following.
"What message?" Felix asked, his brow raising slightly at the heretic.
"The better question is who the message will be passed along to." Henrik corrected.
"Ok, then who?" Felix asked, a small sigh leaving his lips.
"Niklaus and Elijah Mikaelson." Henrik admitted. "My brothers, the message is for my brothers."
"You haven't seen them in over a thousand years, Henrik.. They think your dead, their not going to believe the message is from you." Felix explained.
"You have it all wrong, Felix. I'm not going to tell the message is from me, the purpose isn't about me just yet." Henrik explained. "I know Esther, Finn, and Kol are using New Orleans witches as hosts, Klaus and Elijah don't.." He trailed off, as he watched the wolves for a few moments.
"Henrik." Felix sighed, snapping his fingers to regain the Original's attention. "You were saying?"
"A warning, Felix. Not a complete warning, but something that they'll have to figure out quicker than finding out too late." Henrik sighed, as he looked over at Felix. "You haven't spoken to marcel have you?"
"I don't think he knows that i'm still alive." Felix admitted. It's been over two hundred years, I don't think he even remembers he has a brother." He shrugged.
"The bond of brothers can a be tricky thing, but you never forget." Henrik told him, as he began walking through the crowds on the street.
"Maybe that's changed." Felix said, as he walked beside him. "Why are we really here?" He asked curiously.
"Due time." Henrik said, as he glanced at Felix. "Not everything is set in stone yet."
"You said you're not going to kill the Guerrera's.. But you have that look in your eyes." Felix said, as he waved his fingers motioning at Henrik.
