KLAYLEY SHORT STORIES.

FINN'S REVENGE.

ata3311 idea and plot.

CHAPTER ONE.

1492.

Finn sat up in his coffin and looked around at the stone rough walls in a basement or underground he surmised his eyes falling on his younger brother, noticing his style of dress he asked his voice scratchy and thin and the words would not come out, Kol handed him a silver goblet of blood and Finn drank it down swiftly, Kol refilled it from the silver jug he was holding and continued refilling Finn's cup until Finn waved his hand at Kol having had enough, "How long have I been daggered?" Finn asked.

"Four Centuries, Nik is about to dagger me I am certain of it, so I stole your coffin from Chadmore Castle and have brought you here, I compelled this Manor House for myself some months ago and have stayed away from him, Elijah and Rebekah and I took you and woke you because Four centuries is long enough and I want your help making a dagger for Niklaus and we will put him in a coffin."

Finn looked at his brother with sly eyes shining, the revenge plan appealing to him immensely, "Elijah and Rebekah will be lost without him they never spoke out against daggering me...... yes they should pay also I will only help you Kol if you allow me to keep Niklaus, I want to be the one carting his coffin around and only I will know of it's secret location and Rebekah and Elijah will never be told of his location."

"Of course brother he is all yours," Kol agreed, he didn't want the burden of lugging around Nik nor his inevitable rage when the dagger was finally pulled from his chest, "I have a witch that can help us and the Patagonian diamond needed to make the gold and diamond dagger, I stole it from Duchess Winterbottom last spring at the London Gala Ball."

"Excellent then let's get started," Finn asserted leaping out of his coffin.

Finn sat a watched Kol and the blonde witch Sanna as the worked in the basement of the Manor House making the dagger melting down the gold while the diamond was heated over a bowl of coal magic making normal fire more heated and intense to heat the flickering flames the diamond on a tripod atop the fire. Finn sat back in the armchair and thought back on those last four centuries of being daggered. At first he had felt nothing and then a pin prick of light had started to be seen in his consciousness, he could hear all that was going on around him, yet he could not move nor speak, alone in his frozen immovable state, with his Mother's voice entering his consciousness from the otherside, her vitriol for his siblings becoming more scathing over time, at first Finn had agreed with her, his disgust at what they had been turned into making him wish he were dead and he thought his siblings better dead too rather than walking the earth the monsters that they were, but then a blonde woman had entered his mind not just entered but had taken his consciousness out of the coffin and to pleasant serene surroundings, after her initial introduction to him,