Night Time Creatures [Klaus Mikaelson]

51 • Jenna

Aliona's P.O.V

"Damon?" I frowned as I picked up my phone. I'd left the boarding house and was currently out in the woods, heading for the cemetery.

"Klaus just dropped by the grill, said the ritual will happen without fail tonight." Damon spoke as I groaned.

"Well isn't that just grand." Sarcasm radiating from my words. The thought made my stomach churn, Elena could die tonight. "What did you say to him?"

"Well after you left the house, I kinda got into a fight with Stefan, fed Elena my blood and now the elixir won't work for certain." He explained nonchalantly.

"Damon!" I cried out in annoyance.

"So then I was at the grill with Rick, when Klaus came in and threatened us. If we interfere tonight then we all die basically." Damon again stated the facts as if they were mere harmless expressions and not threats on our lives.

"So how are you gunna fix this?" I asked, narrowing my eyes as I looked ahead. A figure stood in the grave yard as I approached, it was odd. This part of the cemetery was old, the dead had been dead for hundreds of years. I'd never seen them here before and it can't be a new grave, there's no room and the newer ones are on the other side of the site.

"I'm working on it okay, just be careful." Damon sighed as I groaned, realising we were no closer to finding a way around this ritual. "But if you see Klaus' werewolf then kill it, he can't do the ritual without a werewolf and vampire."

"What werewolf? I can't just go around and kill any werewolf that I see!" I spoke in a hushed voice as I reached the rusty gates of the old cemetery.

"I...don't know exactly, just keep your eyes peeled okay?" Damon hesitantly, I could tell he was on edge.

"Alright fine." I sighed and hung up, stepping into the quiet clearing of the dead.

"Elijah?" I asked as the figure became more recognisable.

"Yes Aliona?" He asked back.

"What are you doing here?" I narrowed my eyes, seeing that he wasn't looking at any particular grave.

"Contemplating." He sighed as I stood next to him. "I'm going to have to kill my brother tonight Aliona."

"I know." I spoke, something inside of me was screaming no, as if I wanted Klaus to live. Part of me did.

"After all these years, you of all people should be trying to get me to let you do it." Elijah shook his head as I shrugged. "After everything he's done to you."

"I couldn't." I spoke the truth. "I just know that if it came down to it, I couldn't."

"I understand." Elijah spoke solemnly. "Do you ever think if we hadn't met with Niklaus that night and I'd just met you on your own, then maybe our paths would have been different." He suggested causing me to frown.

"There's a lot of things I did back then that I regret, I try not to think about them though. I don't think it's a good idea to dwell on them." I sighed, shivering at the thoughts and images that began to float up in my mind.

"Well if our big argument in 1935 was anything to go on, you'll hate me after tonight if I even attempt to kill him." Elijah's words weren't true.

"No I wouldn't." I shook my head. "Because this time around I'm better, I have my emotions under control. I know that what you're doing is for the best." Despite saying the words, I didn't one hundred percent believe them myself. Elijah nodded and looked at me.