The noble stag's facade is shattered. And the demon behind the Red Door is free.
Taking his brother's life should've been Elijah's worst sin. It's clear that redemption is an illusion. All that remains is surviving the supernatural hordes that wish...
The grand ballroom is adorned with lavish decorations, filled with supernatural beings of all kinds. The air crackles with excitement and an underlying tension.
Elijah, elegant and vigilant, scans the room, his eyes taking note of the various attendants. Rebekah was less than pleased when she learned of Josephine LaRue's refusal, but her true fury only resurfaced when he informed her of his plan to invite the acting French Quarter elder Genevieve Monroe to the soiree. He was quite clear about his intention to eliminate the witch in due time, but as long as she's still of use, he'll allow her to slither about the mortal realm.
How his dear sister interpreted his careful strategy is known only to herself. He hopes she doesn't attempt anything too impulsive to quell her personal vendetta, but he won't command her. She's free to make her own decisions.
After the failed Harvest and Elijah's own execution of Agnes Lacroix four months ago, the magical leadership of New Orleans is the lowest it's been in nearly three hundreds years. The earlier occasion naturally occurred when the Originals first settled in 1722 and turned the allied werewolf pack Alpha Solomon Navarro and the witch Regent Sophia Dalliencourt against one another. The fact that the wolves accelerated their own downfall by abducting Sophia's daughter Vivianne which Niklaus claimed as his, was besides the point.
And like then, Elijah recognized the unique position he can leverage to firmly establish their foothold in the city. It can no longer be called a vampire princedom - or in Marcellus' illusionary ambition an independent kingdom - as there's an undeniable absence of the undead element.
Taking his brother's life didn't result in some karmic sacrifice of his ability to make new ones. If anything, his progeny would be stronger than any of his former pupil's creations. The magic of vampirism is pure, so the transitioning immortal is more powerful by default. Age refines skill and focus. But who amongst the sad menagerie of beastly blood suckers showed the slightest inclination towards control?
Elijah still didn't want to share his dark gift - or curse according to others- with anyone else. His relationship with most of his sired has undergone a steady decline for years. He craved no companionship nor romantic entanglement to cloud his judgment for the last 70 years. The Original was consumed with one all-encompassing task. Revenge. To plunge his fist through Klaus' cold merciless heart and desecrate his grave for throwing their siblings' bodies into the sea.
He was an invincible predator. A fairy tale demon described in great detail in children's stories. But neither might nor magic can raise three coffins from the bottom of the ocean.
How cruel was his brother to set him on an aimless warpath without a care. To turn his oath and make a mockery of his undying loyalty. A travesty of cosmic proportion.
How vile was Elijah for believing the lie to begin with. So quickly unleashing the evil vicious hunter dwelling in the darkness. Mikael would be proud. In under a century he brought more fear, disgust and paranoia to Niklaus then his father elicited in over a millennium.
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