Chapter 2 - Demons of the Past

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'I was raised to run with wolves and I will not stop just because you told me you can't stand that I am wild'

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'I was raised to run with wolves and I will not stop just because you told me you can't stand that I am wild'

Elijah Mikaelson strides into the abattoir with his eldest sister Freya close on his heels. The century old witch pauses when she hears the sound of an argument brewing in the compound between her brothers. Already knowing which ones they are without having to hear a single word. 

Lately it's always Kol starting a fight. Since Davina brought him back he's been impulsive and easy to anger - more so than usual according to Elijah. 

She hears Elijah sigh "Can't leave them for one minute" 

"What's wrong?" Freya asks, already knowing she won't get an answer. 

Whenever she asks, Elijah and Klaus blow her off. Whatever it is bothers them clearly as they get a look on their face and state they want to be alone. Freya is curious to what could rattle them so easily. It's frightening for the men who call themselves monsters. She wished she spent more time with them in the past and live through their ordeals with them. Dahlia stole much more than her life away from her. 

She stole knowing her family. 

Like she predicted, Elijah walks toward the compound without a word. Freya sighs but follows neither less. 

"Niklaus" Elijah scolds when entering the room. 

Kol and Klaus pause hearing their brother's voice. They don't break their glare. Standing rigidly like a wild animals about to pounce.

Freya notices Davina standing not far away from Kol. Looking a tad bit nervous as she stares at the two fuming Originals. She doesn't know what to do in this situation and honestly neither does Freya. 

"Why do you always blame me?" Klaus growls. 

"You know why" Elijah replies blankly and it causes a smirk to light up on Klaus' lips. 

Oh no, that smirk. 

Klaus' voice turns into a taunt and Elijah sighs again, knowing this will only get worse. "It's not my fault our brother is more reckless since the witch brought him back. Maybe it has something to do with-" 

"Niklaus!" Elijah warns but it's too late. 

Within a second Klaus is thrown against the wall of the compound. Kol being quick reaches Klaus before he can fall to the ground and pounces like a rabid wolf. Striking his brother hard enough to cause blood to spew out Klaus' nose with a sickening snap filling the air. 

Elijah watches unamused, yet not doing anything to stop his younger brother. Trying to stop him would do more harm than good. Klaus also deserves it by almost saying her name. The same name that has not been uttered since the morning she died. As Rebekah cried for her sister and so did Elijah, Klaus would never be seen mourning the girl who caused him hell. But he did in private, he cried for his sister. 

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