Burn - N.M & E.M

Chapter 37

Chelsea is walking through the woods. She doesn't remember why she's walking through them, but she just knows that she has to keep walking, there is somewhere that she needs to be. She continues onwards, one foot after the other until she spots it, the old witches house. Chelsea finds herself smiling at the place.

When she enters the house a warm rush of welcoming energy greets her, and she closes her eyes for a second to bask in the feel of it. When she opens her eyes, Chelsea starts heading further into the house until she makes it to the stairs of the basement. Then she heads down them. When she reaches the bottom, the basement looks exactly as she last left it until it doesn't anymore.

There are four coffins flickering in and out of view. She raises her hand and gets the feeling that something is fighting. Like...like someone is fighting to show her the coffins whilst someone else is fighting to keep them hidden from view. She's already recognised the coffins as the ones that Klaus' family are in, so she can guess why someone would want to hide them from her.

Closing her eyes Chelsea takes a deep breath before exhaling and allowing her fire to fill the room. When she pulls the fire back in and opens her eyes she finds the coffins on display, no longer flickering. She wasn't completely sure that it would work but it makes sense that it did. She can't do ancestral magic like Bonnie can so she can't overwhelm anyone with her magic, except her magic is fire and her fire is made of magic, so releasing it into the room should overwhelm any mystical ghost witches present.

Cheslea walks closer to the coffins and runs her hands on the tops of two of them before her eyes make contact with one and her whole being lights up with need. She opens up the coffin and finds Elijah lying there desiccated. She leans forwards in an attempt to pull the dagger out but her hand goes right through it. She tries again and the same thing happens, she tries once more and yep, her hand goes straight through it.

"Chelsea." She turns around quickly when she hears her name whispered in her ear and comes face to face with a woman, tall, blond, regal looking and from the magic practically pouring off of her, a very strong witch.

Chelsea goes to say something but finds herself unable to.

"I'm sorry, one of the worst things a witch can do is harm another witch, but you are too tightly entwined with my sons'. I cannot allow them to continue living and that means that you must fall with them." The witch says before her hands reach out to grab Chelsea's head.

She wakes up gasping and looking round her room wildly. She's fine, she's safe. Chelsea tries to catch her breath with a hand to her chest. She has no idea what that dream could have meant. Was it literal? Was it figurative? Was it both? Chelsea sighs as she lies back down. Does it even matter? Chelsea goes to get back to sleep when her phone's alarm starts ringing.

"Noooo." Chelsea whines.

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"Nice shot!" Tyler exclaims as Jeremy shoots a can with the crossbow.

Chelsea is trying to imagine a dart made out of fire and when she has one created in her palm she sends it shooting from her palm into a can which Tyler then proceeds to use the fire extinguisher, he brought with, on.

"Nicely done, Chelsea!" Tyler compliments.

"So, what's the point of this again?" Jeremy questions as he reloads the crossbow.

"The point is I'm pissed at Caroline and Bonnie dumped you ass. The point is to get drunk and shoot stuff." Tyler explains.

"Okay, that explains why you two are here. Why am I here?" Chelsea inquires.

"You're here because you are the soulmate of two original vampires and that makes you persona non grata according to everyone who is supposed to care about you." Tyler informs.