Dependent - The Originals

1.3

"No one but Sophie ever questioned the harvest, not even my mother. So, neither did I, we thought it was such an honour. We had such faith. We were so stupid." Davina continued on with the conversation with Elijah as she closed one of her suitcases.
"So how did it begin?" Elijah asked.
"We were led out like princesses." Davina started...

A crowd of witches gathered in the cemetery. Watched the four chosen girls walk to the destination of the ritual. All four clueless of their fate,

"My mother was so proud."

" Our magic fades, as our ties to our ancestors weaken over time. We beseech them to accept this offering as a sign of our faith." Bastiana spoke as the ritual began and the four girls kneeled in front of the tomb.

"Bastiana one of our elders, called upon the four elements to bind our past and future magic together. Earth to connect us to our ancestors, water to heal the community. Wind to take us to the ancestors and back.... "

Strong winds appeared to come through the cemetery, blowing the girls' hair out of place.

"Fire for purify."

Bastiana places the knife above the fire, as the girls watched.

"After all, out preparation, we knew exactly what to expect. For weeks, they told us that the magic in the knife they used to cut our palms would put us to sleep and that later at the reaping, we would all be resurrected. They said we'd awaken, and all be together and more powerful than ever, and it was just like we rehearsed it. All that was left was a little cut on our palms for the loot sacrifice."

One of the four girls got up of her knees and walked towards Bastiana. As Sophie appeared in the cemetery. "No! Bastiana Stop! No! You Have to Stop!" She shouted at the witch as she tried to push herself past the witches but failed. "Please don't do this! " She couldn't say more as a man grabbed her and placed his hand over her mouth.

" Even after Sophie tried to stop it, we didn't' suspect anything."

As the fire flames grew stronger, Bastina resumed with the ritual. "To be born, you must sacrifice. Do you have faith?" She spoke clearly to the girl in front of her. The young girl no older then sixteen, innocently nodded her head.

Sophie managed to muffle out "They're going to kill you." But of course, the girls paid no attention. The girl gave her hand to Bastiana ready for her to cut her palm. The elder witch grabbed her hand and was about to place the knife on her hand when instead she pushed her towards her a slit her throat. Screams of fear were heard behind the dead body of the girl, as the other three tried to escape. The witch forced the next girl to Bastiana, as Davina screamed for them to stop.

"Everyone involved in the ritual knew this was going to happen." This time Elijah spoke.

"Except for the four of us. They weren't putting us to sleep they were slaughtering us."

Bastiana sliced the next girls throat and the two girls left screamed for them to stop. "Monique Deveraux." Bastiana called

"No! No!" Davina screamed for her friend as the man pushed her towards Bastiana.

"I begged for someone to help. My own mother turned away from me. Sophie screamed for her sister, anyone to do something."

"What's wrong with you?" Sophie screamed at Bastiana

"But no one did"

"Yet you survived. Someone or something must have intervened." Elijah stated.

"Yes. Someone and something did."