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I shot up awake, clutching my head in pain as I tried futilely to stop the images that filled my mind. I didn't need to see him like this, not with all the cure crap that was floating around. I couldn't see him like this, not him. Every waking moment had been spent denying that he would act this way. That he would behave like that.
"Stop it," I whimpered, digging my nails into my arms as my eyes widened against my will.
Elena opened the door and immediately stiffened as see saw the original on the other side. He watched her carefully, knowing full well just how much he terrified her.
"I've considered your request for a truce," he began, as her eyes flickered cautiously over him. His eyes hardened and he moved towards them. "Request denied."
The moment that the words had left his mouth, she slammed the door in this face but he rolled his eyes and took a small step back.
He spoke loudly, the snarl evident in his tone as he kicked the door open. "I'm sorry but I've already been invited in."
His eyes scanned across the room as the two Gilberts spread out.
"Hide and seek. Fine by me."
He'd found Elena first and pried the door open as she struggled to slam it shut. She moved quickly, attempting to put as much space between her and the enraged original as possible. But it was useless as he tore each door down effortlessly. He didn't bat an eyelid as a stake was shot at him and he caught it easily. Not a second past and he caught the second.
He was forced to stumble back as Elena shot rapidly at him and ordered Jeremy to leave. With a grunt he threw a stake at her, catching her thigh as she cried out in pain and he rose steadily to his feet. Rolling his shoulders back, he moved quickly towards Jeremy. Tossing him easily down the stairs he didn't falter in the slightest as Jeremy's arm gave a sickening crack.
Elena threw herself at him, causing him to whirl round and slam her against the wall. Before she could recover, he had ripped off a part of the banister and ran it through her stomach. Elena threw her head back against the wall, her eyes screwed shut in agony.
"Now," Kol sighed, leaning against the banister as he overlooked a groaning Jeremy. "About that arm."
Jumping over Jeremy's body, he dragged him down the stairs and into the kitchen. He walked slowly around Jeremy as he strapped him to the island.
"Now like I said I don't fancy the hunters curse, so I'm just going to chop off your arm," he said casually. "But don't worry I'll heal you right after with a bit of blood." He tipped Jeremy's head back and looked down at him thoughtfully. "Sorry about the sting. Now which arm is it? Is it left or right? I'll just chop off both to be safe."
