"We have to do something!" Caroline was exasperated and annoyed. "We cannot let her give in."
"We are trying everything we can, Caroline. There isn't much to go on." said Elijah. "the prophecy was clear, always. We just need a work around it."
Caroline pressed her hands to her head and gritted her teeth. "Why her? Why does everything happen to her?" she mumbled to herself. "Well? What now? Wh──what about her ring? Can't we just kill her? Maybe the dark side will die then?"
Klaus considered her plan, but Maverick beat him to speaking, "nice plan but it doesn't guarantee that the dark side will die. We could very well be killing our Maeve."
"Where is she now?" asked Kol glancing at Elijah, who had gone out instantly to search for her.
"I'm not sure." Elijah sadly told him. "That scares me more."
Elijah looked dreadful. He didn't want to think of the worst, but that was exactly where his mind drifted off. He stepped away from everyone, focusing his vision laser set on a single bush growing away from the rest in the backyard visible from the window. He noticed the single bud of a pink flower in the lush green. With this, he managed to blur the voice in his head and the dryness in his throat.
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Maeve couldn't escape the relentless voice that seemed to crawl from the darkest corners of her mind, emerging as her own sinister reflection.
The mirror before her became a wicked portal, drawing her into a macabre conversation with her own doppelgänger. Her reflection grinned back at her, a twisted, malevolent expression that dripped with venom.
"Leave me alone!" Maeve cried out, her voice trembling with anger and fear. But the reflection remained, its eyes hollow voids that seemed to swallow Maeve's soul.
"Oh, Maeve, denial won't save you," the dark voice hissed, its words dripping with malice. "You've seen what's lurking within you."
Maeve's gaze was locked onto her own reflection, her normally vibrant green eyes now clouded by uncertainty and dread.
"I won't succumb to you. I won't become like them," Maeve declared, her fists clenched in determination.
The sinister reflection laughed mockingly, its laughter echoing through the room."But don't you see, darling? I'm way better than you. I have always been a part of you." Maeve's grip on reality began to slip, the insidious presence of the dark voice worming its way into her thoughts like a coiling serpent.
"I've fought against it. I won't let it control me!" Maeve shouted, her voice desperate.The reflection continued to taunt her, its grin growing wider.
"Oh, how valiant. But you can't fight your own nature, Maeve. Embrace it. Embrace the power. So I won't have to keep fighting you. You are just tiring out yourself. "Maeve stumbled backward, her heart pounding in her chest. She had always feared her own darkness, the fear of becoming what she loathed.
