Freya bounded through the doors like a newborn deer, it seemed like this was her first time running. She was in search for her family members "I found it" she said breathlessly when her eyes laid on Nik and Rebekah "I've found it"
Rebekah looked back, as a reflex to see if Willow had come back in or had heard what Freya had said. She didn't want her to find out just yet, none of them did.
"Is willow still in?" Klaus asked, having the same thoughts as Rebekah had. He also looked around and tried hearing for her heartbeat.
"No" Rebekah concluded, "she's probably still out on that rampage"
"If it helps her by then I don't have a problem with it. Sometime people need to take their anger out on something, or someone" Klaus fought Willow's corner, he'd obviously had done the same in the past "I told her the witches aren't allowed in the city and she's enforcing it"
"Enough" Freya stopped the squabble before it escalated, there were more important things to be done and said than these petty arguments. "I think I've found a way to get Elijah out of the world I sent him to"
"Well, go on" Rebekah urged "what do you suggest we do?" Her heart beat a little faster than usual, she didn't want to get her hopes high. Everyone was worrying about Willow's feelings but what of hers?
"It's like how I get you to talk to Elijah; there is no known spell, but I've adapted it to suit our needs. It's just on a larger scale" Freya explained, but there was one issue, the amount of power needed to get a physical connection to the other world and not just a mental one, as extortionate. "But I need extra power, I need help"
"Well, can't help you there love if you're on about getting more witches to help; as you can tell, they're all dead" Klaus smirked, knowing he had influenced Willow just a little bit; he could see an image of himself in her every so often.
"I don't need living, breathing witches" Freya replied "I could use the site of a witch massacre, their powers would instantly be held in the ground"
"Speaking of massacred witches" Rebekah murmured, hearing footsteps come closer and closer to them until they could tell Willow was walking back in. She looked more broken than usual, the blood on her face had been diluted and almost chipped away by her tears. She hated the person she had become, this wasn't what Elijah would have wanted. But would he blame her? See her differently? She did it because it made her forget, it made her feel strong and no longer vulnerable.
But, Willow saw the family and put on a brave face, an act.
"How many?" Klaus asked, having this great idea. Also, he needed to know specifics so he can go and send his men to burn the bodies on site before anyone can stumble upon them.
"13 men and 15 women and one very persistent teenager" Willow went in for the specifics, she took pride in knowing who she killed and remembering their faces. Maybe nobody else will?
"Where?"
"Head North for five minutes when reaching the bayou, the same place as last time" Willow tied her hair back into a high ponytail to stop the blood from getting in it.
"The last time?" Klaus glanced at Freya "the last time where you killed thirty four witches"
Willow tilted her head, why was Klaus speaking so weirdly? "What can I say? They're creatures of habit" she shrugged "is there a problem with that?"
"No; I just need to know where my men have to go to dispose of the bodies" Klaus made an excuse, trying to act normal again to erase any suspicion in her scowling eyes.
"I would burn them or bury them myself but I don't have your super vampire energy" She shrugged, walking to go upstairs "oh, do any of you have any paper?" She asked.
"Paper is kept in Elijah's study..." Rebekah stopped herself from talking. Nobody had been in there since his death, everything would have caught the dust, stayed the same. They didn't want to go in there, it was too painful, it was still too painful. Rebekah cursed herself, she should have found some more somewhere instead of sending her to his room.
"Oh yeah; third draw down on the left" Willow recalled, she nodded her head and slowly walked up the stairs and to bed.
When she had gone, Rebekah turned to Freya "that clever bitch"
"Freya, do you think 50 odd witches would do your spell?" Klaus asked, with a little smirk on his lips.
"Freshly dead witches, torn apart and then burnt?" She asked "that would be more than I need"
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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...
