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Salvatore School
I am once again awake in the cell beneath the school. Alaric sits in a chair as Hope anxiously paces in front of the bars. Alaric notices that I'm awake and moves his arm out to stop Hope from pacing as he gets up and moves towards the cell.
"So your finally awake, Kol, or Azrael, or whoever the hell you are. So I guess we'll make that the first question, who are you?" He questioned.
Why is this always the question that I'm asked? Why can't anyone just let me go along and do my thing, and let me steal a few knives on the way as well.
"I'm Kol Sterling."
"You really expect me- us to believe that?" Hope almost shouts at me. Which I deserve.
"Listen... I am Kol Sterling. Or I believe I am. The person you met in the woods, Azrael, he is- well it's a long story but he's my doppelgänger ancestor." I tried to explain to them.
"Impossible... there were only two immortals..." Alaric mumbled, but it was still loud enough for me to hear.
"Lucifer. He was the third. I'm not sure how, but I and Azrael are the doppelgängers of the devil. I'll explain it all in time... please trust me on this."
Hope nodded, and the look in her eyes showed that while she was confused, she trusted Kol.
"Why did you steal the knife?"
"There's one guess I have Alaric... Malivore."
"What the hell is Malivore?"
"It's a creature of darkness that Azrael created with the help of one witch, one werewolf and one vampire, what he didn't realize is that it would be the thing to kill him."
"Okay, so add ancient creature onto our list of problems." Alaric shook his head and began pacing himself.
"Azreal, why are you here?" Katherine asked as I held Stephan tightly around the neck.
"Oh dear Katerina, you know exactly why I am here... The Ring. I want the ring. Where is it?"
She panicked for a second, looking side to side before staring at Stephan and me.
"I- I had it destroyed Azrael! I destroyed it and dumped the metal in the sea so you could never see it again! I made sure of that after you murdered our parents!"
"Лъжец!" I yelled at her, tightening my grip on the Salvatore boy. "Do not lie to me Katerina! I will kill the stupid little boy, do not test my patience and tell me where it is. All it takes is one movement of my arms and his neck will be snapped."
"Fine! Fine! I gave it to a slave owner in Louisiana! New Orleans to be specific. Now let him go!"
I loosened my grip on him for a moment before smirking.
"I will, but first, I'm a little bit... hungry." I bit into Stephan's neck and drank for a second before I was shoved off him by Katerina. "Fine. Have your toy. And thank you Katerina, for telling me the truth. If I ever need anything I'll make sure to come and pay a visit."
I then walked out the door and began on my way to New Orleans.
I was broken out of my trance by Hope, who had been repeating my name.
"-Kol! What's happening?"
"I- I'm seeing one of Azrael's Memories..." I mumble.
"What's the memory about?"
"New Orleans and... Klaus."
"As in...?" Her eyes showed sadness at the name even mentioned, but the next words that arrived from the Doppelgänger's mouth broke her.
"Mikaelson."
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Tortured Past (Hope Mikaelson x OC)
Fiksi PenggemarAzrael Petrova is the older brother of Katerina. He was locked away long ago, thought to be dead. But it turns out he was immortal, and after being found by Alaric Saltzman, things start going down FANFICTION PLAYLIST By DizzyEight - Cold World By...
