Even if I didn't trust him I let him put them on and surprisingly he let Keelin out and I told her to run and don't come for me because I wasn't worth it. The brown woman let out a sight and left running before the soldier changed his mind. After he knew I was neutralized, or so he thought, he slapped me and lifting my shirt a bit and slid his knife across my bare stomach. I knew he had put wolvesband on it and I needed to act quickly before I lost my strength. Seeing me bleed he put my shirt down and told his men to watch me. I sat on the chair where Keelin had been held and put my knee against my torso so they couldn't see me break the restrain. They were made to block my magic but not to handle my werewolf strength. I broke them without making a sound and grabbed the dagger that I hid above my ankle. I look at the five men in the room, one next to the stair, two on the left and two on the right chatting. This time I wasn't going to let them live, not after what they did to Keelin.
I throw the dagger in the head of the first soldier next to the exit, making him fall loudly. All the soldiers stopped talking and looked at me, taking their weapon out to shoot me. However I was faster than them and cast a spell « Incendia, I yelled», making them catch fire. It made them released their weapon, I quickly took advantage of the situation and took a weapon shooting them all in the head. I was getting weaker, so keeping the gun, I climbed up the stairs, slowly, a hand to my stomach trying to stop the bleeding a bit. I opened the door and saw my best friend, the son of bitch, Damien. He looked at me almost proud that I beat all of his men. Obviously, he tried to shoot me, but I shot him first in the arm, making him let go of his weapon. I walked to him.
« You're not laughing anymore Damien.
- I know you had it in you, that you could embrace your dark side. I'm just disappointed that you changed sides.
- I'm disappointed I didn't kill you sooner. I let you have a chance to live but your hatred of the supernatural is too strong. I'll send Triade a real message this time. Bodys and flames, I said, shooting him in the face and dropping the weapon. »
I told the guy from the shop to go and gave him the money the soldiers had on them, and set the store on fire. I sat on a bench looking at the flames embarrassing the structure, and looked at my watch. It took me 25 minutes to kick their ass. I hoped that the Mikaelson would be here soon. I passed out on the bench a couple minutes after.
Rebekah's povs:
« She left.
- What ?
- She's not in our room anymore...
- We have to find her. Freya, use your magic please. I can't lose my daughter. »
Everyone looked at me a bit shocked that I bonded that quickly over a girl I only saw twice but didn't say anything. My sister went to take a map of New Orleans, I bit my hand and let a couple drops of blood fall on it. But it didn't work, Y/n must have put a spell again. We had to wait.
25 minutes later Keelin called Freya from some random cabin and told her where she was. We went to pick her up with a car still having no idea where Y/n was. But when we grabbed Keelin, Niklaus froze. He said he scented her blood. I followed him with my sibling until we saw a house on a fire. Next to it was Y/n, passed out on a bench. I ran to her, and started crying when I saw her state. She had a large cut on her stomach and her cloth was soaked in blood, but not all was her's. Marcel took her in his arms and entered the car, we went back home because no hospital could cure what she had. We needed fire and to give her vampire blood. We rushed inside and put her on a table, Hope used her magic to burn the cut which made a yellow puff of wolfsbane in the air which made her, Keelin and Nicklaus step back. The pain woke her, and she tried to sit even though she was still bleeding heavily. She still seemed numb and her eyes were barely open. I approached her and put my hand on her shoulder.
« It hurts Jess, she said, definitely not totally conscious.
- It's not Jess Y/n, it's me Rebekah. I need to give you blood so you can get better okay.
- Okay, she mumbled.
As I did, I saw subtle black veins form all around her eyes, which wasn't normal because she hadn't tuned yet. We all exchanged questioning looks, while the twins and my niece seemed to know what was happening.
- Girls, how is it possible ?
- It's not our story to tell, Lizzie answered truthfully. She'll tell you when she is ready.
Almost on cue, Y/n stopped drinking and put her head on my shoulder.
- Thanks mom, she mumbled falling asleep.»
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Lizzie x Y/n Mikaelson
FanfictionWhen Triade tried to create their own tribrid things went smoothly. Until she decided that she wouldn't be the monster they created. Her name is Y/n, the white killer, the experiment, and technically Rebekah Mikaelson's daughter. But Triade won't le...
