Eyes wide open

chapter 11

I have no explanation to why I've been gone so long, but good news I got my new laptop.

As I've said before I will never abandon a story I just have terrible scheduling skills. And as such never have the time.

Hope you guys enjoy the chapter.

Kol and Jeremy had a great day wandering around all of Kol's favourite haunts. Though he though it a good idea to keep his baby brother away from the witches of New Orleans, vapid self-serving creatures he calls them as if he didn't use them for his own gain.

"But that's different." Kol argues, "With old souls witches are leeches, I on the other hand have a symbiotic relationship with the witches, they gave me magical solutions I gave them knowledge."

If they found out Jeremy was an old soul, they'd all come crawling out of the cracks for a piece of him. A human Mikaelson, they'd have a field day. Just because a witch cannot harm an old soul doesn't mean they wouldn't hold it over their sibling's head, there are many ways to harm a person.

They didn't speak much about their shared past, Kol choosing instead to act as a tour guide, for his baby brother. He stops at the large cast iron gate in the centre of town, resting a hand on the Mikaelson's crest woven into the gate.

"The Abattoir, this was our home once upon a time."

"And now it is mine, the Mikaelson's fled from this city, I stayed. I rebuilt this city. I am King now."
"Piss of Marcellus." Kol hisses, taking care not to draw to much attention to the boy at his side.

"Am I wrong." The other man taunts. Noticing the young human at Kols side.

"Am I the right Mikaelson to be pissing off, unlike my sibling I'll rip your heart out." Kol says it so calmly, as if mutilating a man is something that comes up in everyday conversation.

Jeremy stays silent through the aggressive exchange. Trying to be as invisible as possible, until the man speaks to him directly.

"You should know every human that gets a little too close to his family dies."

"I'm well aware of their penance for death, murder and the occasional torture." Jeremy sasses, pretending to be unfazed by the confrontation.

He knew his family had changed in the thousand years since his death but the knowledge of that fact and seeing it firsthand are very different things. All he wants to do is go back home, back to before he found them. Back to when he was just the weird brother in mystic fall.

Or better Back to the beginning, back to when he had a true family; back to when Niklaus would cuddle him close on stormy nights. Or when Rebeka would braid his hair so he would look just like a big strong warrior just like is brothers. He fights back tears as the argument Infront of him is getting more and more heated. Kol stepping in front of Jeremy to shove marcel back away from him.

Turning away he heads towards the bayou to clear his head.

[A few hours later at the house]

Kol returned home alone, much to his annoyance, he has no idea when he lost Jeremy. Once he had finished giving Marcellus his verbal lashing, he turns to laugh it off with his baby brother only to find him gone. Assuming he had returned home, he heads there too. Katerina is less than impressed that her baby Gilbert is missing, but one threat from Kol sends her scurrying upstairs to call Jenna no doubt. Who is most definitely tattling to Elijah and Nik, Kol doesn't have much time to find him.

He wanders onto the grounds to look for him, instead stumbling across Finn, sat brooding in the orchid, reading a book.

"Hello brother have you found anything odd, here."