The shell of Willow stumbled through the door, her skin barely visible under the thick coating of dried vampire blood. It was splattered on her clothes, on her face and matted within her head. Her eyes were still black, indicating her absence.
"Willow, I think we need to talk" he said, something about Bradley's obliviousness allowed him to believe because he wasn't a vampire, she'd just sit down and talk to him like usual.
But she was focussed on one thing, the scent of the original vampire that had escaped through the window. And the man standing in the way of her getting what she truly wanted.
She growled at the man in front of her, stepping back and trying to walk around him to get upstairs. But he predicted her movements, Bradley moved in front of her and blocked her pathway again. "I'm trying here" he laughed "I'm even calling you Willow"
She tilted her head. This man's mouth was moving for a long while, but the words coming out of his mouth didn't seem to make sense, or connect to her. "Move. Out of my way, or else your mouth will never move again"
"You don't mean that"
But she did. Her eyes kept flicking from Bradley to the closed door that Willow felt a vampire hid behind. Jokes on her.
"I do" She raised her eyebrows and thought that there could be another way around this. Not to kill him, but maybe to recruit him. "But there is another way, if you agree to help me"
Her voice rasped and it hardly sounded like Willow, but Bradley was completely infatuated with her, he didn't realise. "Anything"
"I know that you and the Mikaelson's aren't on the best of terms, more importantly... you and Elijah" she tried to sound a little more normal, but her black eyes gave everything away. Bradley didn't notice as of yet, soon enough, he'd click.
"Understatement of the year" he scoffed "me and Elijah probably hate eachother, the rest of them okay"
Willow raised her eyebrow and smirked "wouldn't it be great though, if we lived in a world without them" she moved closer, her hand touching his face and hitting against every weakness "we'd be free, to live our lives without them, just you... and me"
She leant in and gave him just a taste of what she wanted him to believe would be waiting for him on the other side, if he were to agree. She kissed him, enough to keep him intrigued, not enough to satisfy him. He wanted more, but she had broken off before he could pull her in closer.
Bradley smiled "I missed that" he whispered
"You can have it all, all of me" Willow pulled him in "that's of course, if you help me?"
"And what's that?"
Willow looked up to the door "she's up there, isn't she? Rebekah" she hinted "you know what I want, you know what I have to do"
Bradley knew what she was about to say, but hearing her say it caused a different reaction inside of him. He began to tick, realising this wasn't the girl he knew, this was just a shell.
"I-I can't" he replied "Rebekah has been nothing but nice to me, nice to you, she hasn't harmed any of us"
"But who has she harmed before? How many lives has she taken in order to keep herself alive. A thousand years, Bradley, that's not surviving, that's not the luck of the draw, its greedy, it's selfish" She turned a lot less nicer when Bradley told her no, giving a glimpse of what was to come if he refused her offer. There was no way he was getting out of this without agreeing to her offer. It was a demand sneakily disguised as a choice. "I used to think that I was doing this just for me, but I'm doing it for us, Brad, please help me. I love you"
Oh Willow. The words were enough to make any man weak at the knees, her cute dimples, her sweet little voice. If it were any other time, Bradley would have been completely hers. But he had grown now, he had learnt.
He had learnt that this wasn't Willow; it wasn't her to wish the destruction of someone she considered family.
He had also learnt never to go a second in this city, knowingly amongst supernatural factions without a method of self defence. The clever, clever boy. He felt the small dagger burn a hole in his pocket, he could do this.
It wasn't enough to kill her, well, he wasn't exactly sure. He had never stabbed anyone before, so this would be an experience. Maybe it would give him enough time to make a break for it.
"I love you too" he said in a monotone voice, like he was forced to say it "I'd go anywhere and do anything for you"
He held one arm out, a silent request for a hug but one arm stayed put.
He could tell that she didn't want to make any more contact with him, but to keep up appearances, Willow began to walk forward.
They weren't touching yet, everything seemed to move in slow motion. Bradley could feel the body heat emanating off her and realised it was now or never.
His heart raced a mile a minute, he could hear it so loudly. Bradley even thought he was breaking a sweat as he reached into his pocket and clutched the dagger.
Come on Brad he tried to encourage himself to do it, pull it out and stab her and run. Don't choke, don't mess up.
He whipped out the dagger and pulled it back, ready to dig it deep into her side, faster than any human reaction could stop.
But what Bradley neglected to calculate within the short amount of time he planned was that Willow no longer had the reflexes of a human. And before he knew it, before the point even skimmed her clothing, she had snatched it off him.
Willow spun it around a deep anger flushed inside of her and spread to every single nerve she had. She were to kill every vampire and everyone that gets in her way, you could count trying to kill her as getting in her way.
She stabbed Bradley just below the centre of his rib cage, holding his back, she kept him upright as she pushed the dagger up, tearing his skin and everything inside.
It was only when Bradley's dying body hit the floor that she had near killed him. It was only when she looked at the blood on her hands, the Willow everyone knew came flooding back in.
"Oh my god Bradley" she exclaimed, pressing her hand down on the gaping wound that kept on bleeding, covering her skin more.
Without You - The Blind Love
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Willow ↠ Elijah Mikaelson
Fanfiction"And to give you the life you've always wanted, Willow, I'm going to have to let you go" Willow Matthews was a bright spark, she was well known and well looked after. That was until, she went missing. The Mikaelson's were in the midst of a battle w...
