1864
Mystic Falls, Virginia
I walked up to a large manor, knocking at the door. It gets answered by a man in his forties: one Giuseppe Salvatore.
"Hello good sir, who might you be?"
I smirked and offered my hand.
"Kol Pierce sir, I hear my sister is staying with you. And I wished to say hello before I leave town."
He looked me up and down, giving a small smile.
"You do share some resemblance... well, why don't you come on in." He walked into his house and I took a step into the manor with a smile. "Katherine!"
I heard movement from the steps and saw a young man walk down first: Stephan Salvatore.
"She will be down in a moment father." He looked at me. "And who might our guest be?"
Giuseppe turned and introduced me.
"Kol Pierce, Katherine's brother."
Stephan gave a small look of fear as he quickly looked to the steps and back to me. I walked closer to Giuseppe and looked in his eyes.
"Fall asleep, forget everything that happened after you went to get the door. You drank too much and passed out." I spoke clearly, with him falling to the ground soon after. I sped over to Stephan, grabbing him by the neck and holding him still.
"Katherine!" He yelled in panic.
She sped to the stairs, seeing me there.
"Hello Sister..."
I open my eyes to find I am inside of a cellar with Landon. The knife is in my jacket and I look around. A few seconds later, Rafael runs into the cellar, hugging Landon.
"Landon! What happened? Their saying you stole a knife! And that you burned down a bus!"
Landon paced and stood in front of Rafael.
"I didn't steal shit! He was-" Landon began to point to me but was cut off by Hope entering the cellar and using magic to pin Landon to the wall.
"Where's the Knife!" Hope yelled at Landon.
"I don't have it!"
"Bullshit!"
"He's right." I intervened, causing her to look to me. "He dropped it while we were running, I would've gone back to grab it, but I didn't exactly want to become toasted like a marshmallow."
She looked to Landon who nodded in agreement. She looked at me, then dropped Landon.
"What do you mean, toasted like a marshmallow?"
"There is a fire breathing woman running through the woods!" Landon exclaimed.
"Okay, now I'm calling bullshit."
Rafael stepped forward.
"Look, he's my brother, I believe him, so if he says there is a fire breathing woman running through the woods, then there is a-"
"Fire breathing woman running through the woods." Alaric cut the wolf off. "I thought I told you not to engage."
I walked to the opening of the cellar, seeing the woman walking through the tree line into the small clearing. She stared at me, putting out her hand.
"Uh... guys!" I yelled to them. They all ran next to me as they stared at her.
"She wants something..." Landon muttered.
"Like the knife you said you didn't steal?" Hope retaliated.
The woman began glowing red once again as we all ran into the cellar. Alaric began calling Dorian using one of the many phones in there, as Hope interrogated Landon.
"Where's the fucking knife Landon, or so help me god-!"
"He doesn't have it." I cut her off, reaching into my jacket pocket and pulling out the knife. "I do."
It's almost time.
"What?" Hope asked in shock. "Why?"
"I don't know but-"
"It's a dragon!" Alaric exclaimed, talking to Dorian on the phone.
"What?" Landon questioned.
"Breaths fire, hoards treasure, it all makes sense."
We're wasting time by talking. I'm taking over.
What?
I walk out of the cellar, ignoring the questions of Alaric and Hope. I clutch the knife in my hand and begin to taunt the Dragon.
"Hey fucker!"
It turns towards me as I begin to run. I throw the knife as it hits it in the throat. I lunge forward, plunging my hand into its chest. I grab it's heart, looking into it's eyes as it non-verbally pleads with me to not kill it.
I smirk and tilt my head before ripping out its heart. It slowly falls backwards as I crush its heart, blood splattering all over me.
I begin laughing as it all comes back to me. The familiar feeling of evil and anger. I turn towards the group, falling to my knees.
"Kol..?" Hope asks, confused and a little bit scared.
"Oh no darling.. Kol is taking a nap right now... he let Azrael come out to play."
"What? Who is Azrael? Who are you?" Alaric questions.
"Azrael is a demon worse than those that exist. And me?" I paused for a minute.
"I am, Azrael... Kol... Petrova... and I am the Devil." I said before I fell to the ground as everything went black.
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Tortured Past (Hope Mikaelson x OC)
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