Not What She Seems

Chapter Seven

     I made my way out of thr jazz club, the bouncer giving a confused look. I began to run to the assigned address Klaus left for me. I arrived at the giant white mansion, pretty late. He said to come at 8. I came at 9. Screw him. I was still kinda drunk so I did whatever normal drunk vampire would do. I slammed the door open and walked straight in like I owned the place.

     "Hey bitch! Where are ya?!" I slurred my words as I yelled in the giant house, without a single care.

     "Had a little too much to drink, I see?" Klaus says while turning the corner. I send him a goofy, drunk smile as I walked over to him.

     "Can ya' blame me?" I walk past him to the main living room, plopping myself down on the couch. "Whatcha wanna talk about?" His jaw locks.

     "You know about my little girl, right? Hope?" He says slowly. My eyebrows furrow in curiosity.

     "The tribrid?" He nods. "Yeah, of course." I say, attempting to sober a little bit. He sits in the opposite couch.

    "Well, I'd like to create a new creature. One like her..." he pauses. "But stronger.. with more different supernatural creatures." He finishes.

     "What does this have to do with me?" I asked more and more confused. "I'm just a vampire."

     "I think I've found a coven who's powerful enough to... make a certain vampire who has the right history into a creature unlike any other." He explains. I shake my head and sit up.

     "What are you saying, Klaus?" I ask, interested.

     "I'd like to create.. a vampire-werewolf-witch-siren-doppelganger hybrid." He tells me. My eyes widen in shock. I start laughing.

     "Klaus, thats impossible! There's no way something like that can happen!" I laugh hysterically. "You'd need a hybrid who has witch and siren history! And that's insane!!" I yell at him while still laughing. His face slowly turns angry.

      "Oh, but it's true my dear sweet Eve. You don't know your own history. And I do." My laughing stops and I look at him.

     "What are you talking about?" I ask him, seriousness drowning in my voice. He smirks.

     "This coven has made a spell that can make you into all those supernatural creatures. From your expression, I can guess you didn't know good ol' mummy was a witch? And you're already a vampire. All we'd need is some werewolf and siren blood... which I have connections to, and the witches take care of the rest. And let's not forget about your very great grandma!" He pulls a photo off the table and shows me. It's me.. But it's not me... "Guess who's already a doppelganger too!" By the time he was done, I was on the floor. My whole body was shaking.

    "I-It's impossible. You're lying!" I get up, backing away from him. This is all a dream. It has to be. This is insane.

     "Oh, you are so wrong. It's completely possible now. All we need is your permission... so it won't hurt. I'm doing it if you like it or not. It's just if you dont resist, you won't be hurt." He explains, smiling happily. I shake my head.

     "No.. You wouldn't create something like that, something stronger than you... something that could kill you." My eyes turn dark as I look at him.

      "Eve, if you think of it, you'll thank me! You'll be the most powerful creature in the world!" He grabs my shoulders with his same smile. "Don't you want people to be afraid of You? Know that no one can hurt you?" I begin to cave to his words. Being the most power creature in the world... I pushed him away as my hands went to my face.

     "What about weaknesses? All of those have weaknesses!" I tell him. He shakes his head lightly.

      "Not if they're all together, nothing would be able to kill you, only yourself." He pauses and rubs my shoulder. "Nothing would be a danger to you, but yourself." My head slowly turns to look at him. Anxiety and determination swirl in my eyes.

     "I'll do it..." I state to him. His face lights up at my answer.

      "Perfect!" He stops and turns to the open rooms. "Ladies!" He calls out. Suddenly, many women come out from their hiding. "She said she'll do it!" They nod as they begin to bring things out, herbs, vials, stones, and multiple other things.

     "Wait is this happening right now?" I asked surprised and shocked. Klaus turns to me.

      "Why, of course! I told you, it was happening if you liked it or not." He smiles at my shocked expression, my jaw almost to the floor. He turns away to the witches.

     I watch as they add multiple things to the bowl in front of them. They stare at Klaus, signaling him over. He take a knife and cuts right in his hand, as he let the blood drop.

     "Oh! I almost forgot. I need yours and Hope's too." He walks to the stairs. "Hope, princess!" He yells up the stairs. Soon, a little girl with blue eyes runs down to the man known as her father. I turn away and pretend not to listen, I looked down at my hands as I fiddled with them. I was nervous. I didn't know what it would be like.

     My anxiety was distracting me from everything else. I didn't even realize Klaus cut my hand and poured my blood into the mixture. He sat me down on the floor in front of thr witches. I heard another person enter the room and my head spun toward them. It was Kyran... His eyes widened at the sight in front of him. The witches began to draw a pentagram around me on the floor with black salt. They lit candles around and set stones at each points. Klaus saw Kyran and walked to him.

     "Did you come to witness the show?" Klaus asks him. Kyran had a faint look of fear in his eyes.

     "U-Uh yeah.." He stutters, I looked at him weirdly as he bit his lip.

     The witches look at Klaus and nod, telling him it's ready. My heart pace quickens.

     "Show time!" Klaus shouts. He stands next to Kyran as thr witches begin. They say words I dont understand, they close their eyes and chant together. The main witch takes a ladle like object and scoops up some of the potion and kneels in front of me.

     "Drink, my child." She says sweetly. I gulp down the awful tasting liquid. It slightly burned as it went down. She walked back and began the chanting again. Then she grabs a knife and another scoop of the liquid. As she walks back over to me, try to relax. She takes both my wrists, and slashes acrossed both. I watch as the blood oozes out. She pours the potion over both wounds and I scream, the burning sinking into my wounds and filling my body. She backs away as I attempt to calm myself. They chant other words, again I dont understand them. The burning gets worse and worse, I scream and cry out, but they chant louder. I lay on the floor squirming and screaming out of pain. I unconsciously try to grasp for Kyran. I feel a big  pain in my chest and I gasp for air, my body goes limp. I was merely a few seconds before my old world went black.