Vicissitude {The Originals|| Kol Mikealson}

2.50-New Orleans 2014

I drop my drink startled and jolt up. As I do so the restaurant quickly fills with wolves I assume to be of the supernatural kind. I am quickly surrounded with my overworked magic as defense for not only me but the innocent lives rushing to escape the vicinity. My senses take over as I use various spells that do things ranging from levitation to simple punches.

After everyone seems to be gone except for the opponents I'm having trouble holding off my magic begins to deteriorate even more than it was already. It becomes harder and more painful to keep my defense up, my magic already having been deprived from helping Davina I know it like I cannot last much longer.

I hear a door open but I don't dare turn to see who it is knowing the risk that I would be taking. I do however in the mist of my concentration see a pair of familiar blue eyes having the same struggle I am facing. I also notice when her magic gives out causing her to fall on her knees with a thump. In a moment of desperation I let out a cry of her name before reverting my magic's attention to clearing some of the wolves who were hungrily making their way towards her. After granting the girl those few seconds of protection my magic gives out as well causing the wolves to focus on new prey: me.

Like vultures circling a weak dying animal they eyed me practically drooling. In that moment I felt helpless, a feeling I have felt for so long but have continued to push down with not so convincing speeches and promises to myself that deep down I am not so confident I can keep. Sure I may seem stone cold because of what happened to me but the truth is everyday I grow more vulnerable than the last to the point where I look at that sweet girl from the meadow as the strongest version of myself I have ever been. Perhaps these are merely thought that only surface in what could possibly be one's final moments, or maybe it's my self conscious finally being honest with me.

Either way that train of thought didn't last much longer as I turn to see Davina in her own moment of desperate thinking call on our powerful captive as a helping hand. He quickly replies and begins to take out the wolves which I take as my opportunity and call on my vampire side for assistance.

I take in the scene, a teen witch cradling herself on the ground, disappointed with her powerful efforts. A wizard shocked by the events occurring around him, hiding behind the counter but leaving his wide eyes out not wanting to miss a moment of the action. A powerful vampire-hunting vampire fighting for nothing but bloodshed and hate. Lastly, I include myself; A broken girl trying to fight for those she loves finally ending in a position which she feels imitates how those efforts have gone.

As Mikeal continues to fight the wolves surrounding me I get the opportunity of enough time to change forms into my vampiric side and without hesitation take the chance to keep fighting.

I hiss a snarl at the animals as my eyes turn a horrifying shade of bright red. I feel the power once again fill my veins and smirk 'it's time to show them what I can do.' A couple begin to surround me angrier than ever.

"Come on fleabags! I'm in need of entertainment, hit me with your best." I narrow my eyes as they lose patience and do just that. However, my vampire side filled with adrenaline and power gives me the confidence to attack just as strong if not mightier, disregarding my previous injuries completely.

After two more waves of wolves in this vicious cycle, I catch a glimpse of Davina being overrun by the wolves. Just as I am about to assist the brunette drops the bracelet she had previously used to call upon our greatest aid, making him our biggest enemy. I jump to my instincts and attack the wolf that had harmed the girl, guarding her protectively. Just as the amount of wolves drastically decrease leading me to believe the danger was over I see Mikeal eyeing a shiny object on the floor. Davina lunges for the magical item as I keep up my defense but she only pushes it further causing Mikeal to turn his gaze over to us in a much more dangerous manner. He then pushed himself forward hungry for a real battle, myself being the target.

As Davina continues to desperately scour the floor for the bracelet and I try my best to defend us both against the powerful vampire I realize the worst is yet to come.

I concentrate on my sparing making sure to never leave crucial parts of myself weak and defenseless, pushing my limits as in this instance my life did indeed depend on it. My vampiric side was aggressive adding a mental battle to stay level-headed to my efforts. Just as my energy begins to drain giving the monster of a man an opening against me a familiar face I hadn't seen in years interrupts.

Elijah pushes back his father, his calm demeanor contrasting my aggressive heightened one. Once the man is fully off me I nod an acknowledgment as a "thank you" to Elijah.

Within only a few seconds after the great brother's entrance Marcel shows up as well to help our efforts. I yell for Marcel to get save the young witch as in his shock, Marcel just stood at the door way. "Marcellus!" I shout again drawing his attention to the girl. He helps her find the bracelet as I divert my attention to them as the two living people I still consider family. While distracted Mikael shoves me harshly to the wall where I stay limp and trying to catch my breath. Marcel continues to look for the bracelet as my poor friend looks at the scene in distress. Elijah also gets pinned down with the legendary white oak stake practically grazing his skin. Marcel however emerges victorious and throws the bracelet at Davina who to my dismal catches Mikael's full attention. Luckily when he goes to wreak his havoc on her she dismisses him with her bracelet now back in her possession.

I smile proudly at the girl, my breath finally catching up to the rest of me. I weakly stand up as Davina shakes her head at Marcel and runs off only stopping to tell me she'll text me later.

"Vera..." Marcel begins seeing unlike Davina I was still there.

"So you've teamed up with killers now?" I ask Marcel as Elijah tried to interrupt but I push him back with a flick of my wrist. "Please Elijah I only have voice to time to tell one of you off at one of you at a time, you'll get your turn."

"Vera please, it's what's best." Marcel pleads with eyes that would usually turn my judgement on any argument, but this was one that my mind was set on.

"What do you know about what's best? These are the people that abandoned you without a word to die!" I reason disappointed on his change in morals. "They have no sense for family, how do you know you won't be the next to be stabbed in the back." I argue knowing I had hit a weak spot.

"Vera I know you're still upset about Kol but.." Marcel tries to continue before once again being cut off by me.

"That's enough Marcellus, I've got places to be." I snap my patience now wearing thinner than ever with the nerve he had managed to strike and try to walk away. Unfortunately once half way through my walk a dark figure hurries to my side.

"Yes?" I ask sarcastically with an eye roll.

"That whole Kol argument is getting a little worn out don't you think." The ever charming Elijah tries to smooth.

"Oh maybe like defending your sibling stabbing brother. Aren't you ever afraid that maybe just maybe he'll put you on the other side of the stake." I sass my day having been dragged through the mud enough for me to not hold anything back.

"Vera please, just one more chance." Elijah begs which really was a sight.

"Elijah I've always seen you as noble, but I think you've reached fool status with such a question." I shake my head and try to walk once more before he steps in front of me.

"Why must it be? At a time we were like family." He asks making my eyes gloss over.

"Kol was family, family doesn't kill family much less a member's lover." resentment and memory flash as I conjure my vampiric speed to zoom away before I show too much weakness.

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That took ages sorry but I will be writing more bc I do love this story just that most of this chapter was fighting based and I am a very dialog based writer so this was hard and less enjoyable chapter to write until the end which honestly got me in my feels