THE NOGITSUNE ↳ THE VAMPIRE DIARIES

➳ 17. His First Move

17|HIS FIRST MOVE

        The gang and Mikaelsons were agitated, the constant fear that they would get attacked as the nogitsune's first move. But nothing happened it was quiet, nothing to be heard from Void, nothing to be seen by Void. No odd murders or rumours about a sighting of a demon, not unusual. That is what bugged them, that was slowly tearing them.

        "We can't just sit here and drive ourselves to insanity." Kol said to his family, who had been sitting in the living room in silence. "Erik went into insanity." Elijah mutters making the silence consuming the whole room again. Nothing, no music, no brush hitting it's canvas, no flicks of books, no tapping of phones, no nothing. Just utter devil silence.

        There was a suddenly knock that got the Mikaelsons out of their train of thoughts and up at their feets in an instant. Klaus opened it to be greeted by Stefan and Matt. "Void... He has attacked Elena and Caroline. His first move but that's not all." Matt explained as Stefan nodded, "Follow us."

        There they came to the old witch house, wrecked more than it was before and there was a number sprayed painted onto the wall. "What does the number one means?" Rebekah questions as Matt shrugs, "We think it could mean his first move." Everyone's attention suddenly goes to Klaus, who was looking at the number, "or possibly a clue."

        "What makes you think that?" Klaus looked at Matt, a grin grew onto the face of the original hybrid. Klaus placed his hands behind his back and turned to face his dear family and two others. "Where was Bonnie's mother when she did the spell? I believe here..." Klaus stated, as if it was very obvious, "It's his move but a clue, not from Void.... From Erik. Erik is helping us trying to figure out to get him back."

        "That was hell of a deduction there, Nik."

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Hours earlier

Elena was with the Salvatore brothers, they were just getting back from the grill and they wanted to relax at the Boarding house, well try relaxing with Void on the loose, but they heard a noise. Of course, being the curious sods they were they went looking. There they saw Erik, lying on his front as if it was dead. Erik stirred awake while Damon pulled him up into a sitting position.

"No sign of Void... It's all Erik." Damon commented, looking at Stefan and Elena. Damon and Stefan pulled Erik up, Erik's arms over their shoulder with his head hung low. Erik groans as Damon shush him, "Hey, it's okay." Stefan hadn't seen his brother's gentle side, well he hadn't seen it for such a long time.

        "Damon, oh sweet hot Damon." Erik murmured as Damon grinned, "Ah there's the flirt Erik..." Erik opened his eyes and lets out a gentle laugh. Damon looked at Elena and grinned, oh he loves it when the Mikaelson flirts with him, he was flattered that Erik found him attractive. Even in this founding moment of death around them, Erik was able to make an appearance, a real appearance and yet still compliment on Damon.

"It hurts." Erik murmurs again, as he realised he was walking. Erik leans his head against Stefan as he let out another groan. Elena followed behind the three boys as they entered the Salvatore's house. The brothers gently placed Erik on their sofa, Erik's head leaning on his own shoulder and his eyes grew tired again.

        "Erik?" Stefan asked, Erik opened his eyes again. "Yes, Stef? What is it?" The fragile voice that hinted no sarcasm nor rude comment made a crack in their hearts. "Do you ever remember anything?" Erik furrowed his eyebrows, "Remember what?" The three looked at each other. "Like, Void?"