The Forbes And The Mikaelson (Sequel to "The Other Forbes")

Chapter 4: A Lot Of Arguing... And Miss Mystic Falls?

"Ok. I'm ready." Kalum clicked his neck from side to side a he stood in front of me.

I had chained him up and spelled the room so he couldn't escape when he turned. I hadn't told him yet, I didn't really want to.

But alas, I have to.

"Right. You aren't going to like this." I sighed, biting my lip slightly as his face was flushed with almost confusion.

"Like what?"

"The process of breaking the bond."

"Just tell me so I can get the hell over with it." He snapped, becoming impatient with my stalling.

"You have to turn." I whispered and he snorted with laughter.

"Is that it?"

"No. You have to turn until it doesn't hurt anymore. Until the breaking of your own bones doesn't cause you any pain. Tyler had to do this over a hundred times to break it which is exactly what you have to do."

That set him off a little, he hesitated before replying "How long did it take him?"

"I don't know... A while." I said, biting my lip even harder than before.

Kalum took a few deep breaths before nodding his head "Ok. Let's do this."

I was surprised that he wanted to go through with it but that didn't stop him from tensing slightly. A few moments later and the sound of snapping filled the room.

At first, I thought the chains had broken already and my magic wasn't working but when Kalum fell onto one knee with his face contorting immense pain, I realized it was his bones cracking.

I visibly winced as he started to scream and more bones snapped. More horrific screams sounded through the house and I had to cover over my ears because of how much it was affecting me.

It was heartbreaking that the Hyrbrids would go through all of this just to be free of command from Klaus.

I mean, Klaus can be extremely annoying sometimes. He's driven me to the brink of murder and suicide sometimes.

Nevertheless, Kalum continued the process. In the end I had to leave the basement and wait in another part of the room because of how horrible it was.

Every time there was a snap, a scream would most certainly follow. I was humming Ron Pope in my head when another noise caused me to jump.

The creaking of a door sounded which was familiar to the front door when we came in and I was instantly wary.

What if it was a random person walking by who had heard the screams? From the room I was in, I tip-toed to the door and peered through the small gap that was produced from the door not being fully open.

A man around 40 or so with shortish dark hair and a worried look was scanning around the building. He looked oddly familiar but I put that to the back of my mind when he looked in my exact direction.

"I know you're there." He had a low and rather blunt voice but there something about the way he looked at me that gave me the confidence to open the door and face him properly.

"Who are you?" I asked, still keeping my guard up.

"My name is Ansel. What is going on here?" He questioned and I stayed silent. I didn't want to ask him is was a supernatural of some kind so I settled for taking a few steps forward and touching his arm.

The feeling I got wasn't warm like a witches touch and it wasn't cold like a vampire or hybrids touch, it was more neutral so it could only mean he was a wolf.