Chasing An Outcome

Chapter 1: A Chance Meeting

"...I love you Marcel."

She had to tell him. He had to know how she felt about him. And when she returns she'd make sure to tell him that every day. Because Marcel was all she had left. He was everything to her.

His eyes softened, and she could see the tenderness flowing out of him. "I love—"

The words were painfully cut short.

She saw as Marcel was thrown against the wall by Elijah. Had he lost his mind!? Something must be controlling Elijah! It had to be the ancestors! Instantly she felt the urge to try and help but the barrier cruelly reminded her of her predicament.

From the corner of her eye she noticed Freya approaching. Good. She'd helped.

Except she didn't.

It was all a blur. Everything happened so fast.

Freya was chanting a spell and the next thing she knew she was back with the ancestors. There was a tight grip on her arm but her outright fear was the only thing she could focus on.

What was happening? Why was Freya doing this? Why was she hurting her? What had gotten into her and Elijah? Were the ancestors making them do this?

But next she made eye contact with Freya. The panic that followed was unimaginable. And the brutal clarity came upon her with the intensity of a car crash.

It was intentional.

This attack was all intentional. There was no one controlling her. Didn't they know what they were doing? They really meant to...

The ancestors were surrounding her, nearing her.

No, please no. Don't do this. Please. Please!

"Marcel!"

This couldn't be happening.

The ear piercing sound of a neck being snapped rang through her.

This couldn't be real!

She was begging Freya by now but the pleas were falling on death ears.

The pain was excruciating. A light began surrounding her and she was feeling cold, so very cold. Questions began filling her mind. Was this it? Was this as far as she'd get? Was she never going to see Josh or Marcel ever again? Did Kol know about this?

No.

No he would never be okay with this. Why? Why did he have to leave? If only he'd stayed for just a little while longer.

Suddenly there was an explosion in the ancestral world she was in. It caused all of them to scatter and Freya to momentarily stop in her tracks. Davina would've been jumping in relief had she not been so drained.

In her weakened state she was able to make out the figure of a man. He chanted his own spell and soon her connection with Freya was severed, just like that. Her body was pushed back from the impact of separating from her only connection to the real world. And her drained state preventing her, this time, from taking any satisfaction at the brief glance she'd caught of the flabbergasted Freya before the connection was cut.

There was no time to process anything as the man immediately lifted her to her feet.

"That won't hold them for long, come on!"

He half-dragged her and half-carried her body away from the cemetery.

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Freya was breathing heavily on her end after the ordeal took its toll.

Elijah came up beside her, uncharacteristically panting. It had apparently been quite an ordeal for him as well. "Did it work?"