Nephalem ♦ Klaus Mikaelson

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A loud gasp escaped the plump lips of Allesandra De Vitis, her eyes flashed a celestial electric blue colour as her body shot up from her deep slumber; one that had rendered her unavailable for weeks. The whispers from her father remained in her ears as they travelled to her mind. Three words played on loops, the most significant and memorable worlds which he had uttered to her in her epiphany. 

Restore the balance. 

She panted for breath as she attempted to compose herself, this was the second time in which her father had spoken to her in the past five centuries. Which is more than she can say for the other angels, most of whom had never heard from God in their existence.

Whilst attempting to gather her thoughts a burning sensation erupted in her chest. She peered down at her chest and brought her small hand up to it in confusion at the new peculiar feeling. Pain, wasn't a burden which she encountered often and while it burned it was also a warm feeling inside as though attempting to guide her. 

Allesandra connected the burning sensation to the mission which she was instructed to act upon from her father and allowed her instincts to take control and fluttered her eyes shut. The nephalem felt herself be whisked up into the open sky and her wings soar her across the country at lightning speed, the human eye would mistake her for a shooting star in the galaxy.

Allesandra landed gracefully onto the earth and her wings retracted back into her body. Her eyes flickered between pitch black and a glowing blue as she analysed her surroundings. She stood in front of an abandoned home which inside held three supernatural occupants; a vampire, a doppelganger and an original vampire. A determined look crossed her face and she steadily approached the house and entered with force, making her presence known to all.

Elijah Mikaelson turned his head and narrowed his eyes at the vampire Rose, Elena strong in his grip. "Who else is here?"

Rose shuddered with fear under his fearful gaze, also matching his confused expression. "No one, I swear."

Allesandra entered the sight of the vampires and doppelgangers, a calm smirk on her face as she glanced between the three. Elijah matched her smirk, however, instead of it being calm it was cocky, knowing that he could indeed take down the petite girl that stood before him. He could sense that she wasn't a vampire and therefore thought her to be a mortal. Elijah thought her to be naïve for thinking that she could stand against a vampire; an original at that. 

"And who might you be?" Elijah questioned, cocking his head slightly at the girl.

Allesandra cocked her head back at him mockingly. "I know who you are, Elijah Mikaelson. My name is Allesandra De Vitis."

"Might I recommend that you stand down and step aside before you hurt yourself?" Elijah told her condescendingly, amusement sparkling in his eyes.

Allesandra gave him an amused look in return. "I could say the same thing to yourself Mr Mikaelson. Except, I want you to hurt yourself." She paced forwards towards the two vampires and doppelganger. 

She watched as Rose began to stalk towards her, to take her out and remain in Elijah's good graces. Rose ran at Allesandra but with one look Rose began to cough up blood, her face turning blue and her hands reaching up to her clogged throat and fell to the ground unconscious.

Elena gasped in shock and felt Elijah's grip release as he narrowed his eyes at the girl. "What are you? A witch, perhaps?"

"I think that there has been a mistake and that I have been mistaken for the prey in this situation, Elijah. But I assure you, in no situation am I the prey," Allesandra spoke strongly, ignoring his question and walked towards the couch and took a seat. "Now let's talk, you and I."