The youngest Mikaelson

Chapter 3 - ℳ𝒶𝓈𝓆𝓊ℯ𝓇𝒶𝒹ℯ 𝒷𝒶𝓁𝓁

"So, Katherine. How do you know her?" Damon heated the poker over the fire. "What's she up to?" he pushed me aside with that red-hot poker in his hand and pointed it at Mason, "I have all day." When Mason didn't answer, Damon pushed it into his stomach. His scream pierced my ears. Damon walked up to the fireplace again and put the poker into the fire.

"Where did you two meet?" he asked. I stood nearby on the other side from Damon, leaned on the fireplace watching Mason. I knew he wasn't going to say anything. All he could say and do was to betray me and tell Damon I was with Katherine. Which I guessed Damon would believe.

"Did she seduce you? Told you she loved you? You're supernatural, so she can't compel you. I'm sure she used her other charms. Katherine's good in that way." I looked away from Damon, who was talking to Mason. However it seemed more like he was talking to that poker, because he was so focused on heating it properly. My eyes landed on Elena's brother, who just came and had some box with him.

"I thought I told you to leave," Damon got up and walked over to him.

"I found something in Ric's box of stuff," Elena's brother replied. Damon got really interested in it. Well, why wouldn't he? The boy had wolf's bane. Which was a flower toxic to werewolves. It worked on them similarly like vervain on vampires.

Damon took the wolf's bane in his hand and approached Mason. "What's Katherine doing in Mystic Falls?" he asked Mason another question on which Mason of course didn't reply. Damon reached his hand with wolf's bane to his face. I walked up to them and pushed Damon away, "Wait! Wait." I then turned to Mason, "Just tell him what he wants to know. Well, you're going to die anyway, but at least it will be quick and you don't have to suffer now." He looked at me hatefully, "And why don't you tell him that you're best friend with Katherine?" And there it is. He really tried to betray me. Well, he would be able to betray even Katherine eventually. Just the fact that he had hidden the moonstone from her was already a hint. 

"But he already knows that, love," I replied with a smile. "The problem is, I haven't seen Katherine from 1864 so, I don't know if we're still friends. I thought she was dead. She could come to me and say that she's alive. Nevertheless she didn't do that. So I don't care about her anymore. We're over." I turned to Damon and reached out a hand to him, "Give it to me." I demanded the wolf's bane from him.

"Give it to me!" On the second demand, he placed the flower into my hand and I slowly went with it over Mason's cheek.

"Why is she here?" Damon asked behind me. When Mason hesitated I raised my eyebrows at him zooming the wolf's bane to his face. Before the flower could touch his face again, he fired out, "She's here with me. Why are you asking? Jealous? I'm sure this bitch isn't enough for you." He looked at me. So he wanted to be a hero. A martyr. I laughed. I had to, I just couldn't stop it.

"Well, that insulted me," I said, "because I'm more than enough. I'm perfect. Which makes Damon the perfect man for me." I needed Damon to trust me so I tried it this way. It shouldn't be that hard to get him to trust me.

"Oh, we're so disgraceful. I just remembered we didn't offer you anything to eat," I exhaled and pushed the wolf's bane into his mouth.
Even the further torturing didn't help to make him tell us anything. Well, I knew everything Damon had asked him, but I couldn't say anything. Plus, I really enjoyed torturing Mason. Although, when I had said him I would burn his eyes with that flower, he finally started talking. He told us we could find the stone in that well. But we knew that already. Then he finally told us what we wanted to know the most. What Damon wanted to know. That Katherine needed that stone to break the curse, "sun and the moon".

That poor boy thought she loved him. It was funny. We ended his misery and ripped his heart out. We couldn't let him live after the torturing. I knew Katherine wasn't going to be happy, but I hadn't liked Mason. He hadn't been worthy of our trust. And what did it matter that we had killed him. I and Katherine had always a plan B.