'A Time To Love & A Time To Die' Sequel To 'The Desire' Series (In Editing)

Show Them What I Have Become.....(Edited)

Third Person P.O.V

The sky glows like a summer peach and the sun is pure gold in the sky. The colours of the foliage return to green and the air warms to an ambient twenty or so. It is the perfect dawn, one to be savoured instead of squandered. Under this radiant beauty of great city of New Orleans deserter and destruction was in the loomed. At Lafayette Cemetery Dahlia is in one of the tombs, which is full of lit white candles. She is kneeling in front of a small altar on which a stone cauldron full of blood sits. She mixes the blood with her fingers, coating them in the blood, before waving her fingers in the air.

We define ourselves by our family. At the Mikaelson compound, Klaus was lying in a coffin, where the golden dagger Kol and Davina made was still stabbed into his chest, desiccating his body. Rebekah and Elijah stand beside him, looking conflicted and guilty about what they've done to him.

From birth, we share their names... In the Bayou, Hayley, Jackson, and the rest of the Crescent pack are busy unloading their vehicles while Hayley looks at Chance and her daughter knowing that this shouldn't be the life they should lead.

...Entrust them to protect that which we hold most dear. In an abandon building on the other side of the river, Star learns of everything that has happen, her heart weighed heavily as Damon reveal that her son had been taken for his own safety.

We value them above all others, and yet we are inevitably forced apart. At Kol's Playhouse, Davina is working on a spell at one of the tables, which involves a magic circle created with black sand, lit black candles, several dead birds, and Kol's paragon diamond. She holds her hands out over the ritual set-up and murmurs silent words under her breath. After a moment, Davina grows discouraged.

Promises are made and left un-kept. At ST. Louis Cathedral, Freya is working on her own spell in the bell tower, using dozens of lit candles to fuel her magic. She takes a break and stares out the window worriedly as she knew that her time to face Dahlia was coming near.

Children, in particular, turn their backs on those who raised them, seeking lives of their own. Back at Lafayette Cemetery, Dahlia continues to swirl the blood in her cauldron with her fingers as she works on her spell. She looks up at the ceiling as she rubs her bloody fingers together, and her eyes roll in the back of her head as she senses Klaus laying desiccated in his coffin at the compound.

The bond of family is not a bond forged on choice. In fact, some would see family as a terrible burden. Klaus awakens with a gasp, only he is no longer laying daggered in the compound-- instead, he is laying on the ground in a village near a forest where he is half-leaning against a stone wall that wraps around a small cottage. He breathes deeply as he takes in his surroundings, and eventually notices that Dahlia is standing in front of him with a small smirk on her face.

"And thus, Niklaus, you find yourself here with me." Dahlia stood a few feet away from her nephew, she knew that he had been betrayed by those closes to him, but she sense something from him from the moment they met. As she looked down at him she saw many qualities within him that were very much alike, that they will do there upmost to do whatever it took to protect their family.

"Dahlia." He looks down at his chest to find that the dagger is gone, but he is still bleeding from a wound right in front of his heart. Klaus felt confused, he tried to gather his thoughts as he did he recalled the fight that he and his brother that he had stabbed him with a dagger that sent him into deep slumber. All because his brother Elijah would not let Klaus bring any harm to his son Chance, an enraged Klaus continues to stare at Dahlia. "What have you done to me?" He stands to his feet and approaches "Where is my child?" He lunges for Dahlia, but she vanishes into thin air, only to reappear behind him. This only makes Klaus more frustrated. "Get out of my head!"