The New Mikaelsons

30. After

Kol, Klaus, and Nikol began to stir. The three sat up rubbing their necks. Upon realization for where they were, they frantically looked around for Nicolette. Kol slammed the now empty chair against the wall of cell, when realizing that Nicolette had escaped.

"She got away!" He grunted, fists clenched, and his control slowly slipping away.

Nikol, although technology dead at the time, has sensed the interference with her spell. "Dad she didn't just get away, they tried to take you with them." Nikol rubbed her neck, standing up slowly. She tried to stand up straight but her legs gave out from underneath her, her father had thankfully sped toward her catching her as she fell.

"Nikol?" Kol brushed a price of hair out of her face, watching as her eyes fluttered open and closed. "When was the last time you fed?"

Nikol grabbed her head, "this morning, I think. I- I got busy today, didn't have time to feed a lot." Nikol groaned, she felt like the energy had been drained from her. "The witch, she tried to break the barrier, she's using dark magic, really string dark magic. I've never seen it before." Nikol leaked against her father, a cocky grin danced in her face, "not a strong as me though."

"Darling you need to feed." Kol picked her up, allowing her to cuddle into his chest. Kol chuckled, "all the alcohol you drink makes you crave the blood less, I might have to start cutting you off."

Nikol shook her head, it still throbbing, she tried her best to stand, "no! I'm fine!"

Trying to take a step forward, she failed miserably, stumbling just enough to land in the arms of her uncle.

"I appreciate the 'can do' attitude, but you little warrior need to feed," Klaus picked Nikol up and carried her out of the cell and sped her to the kitchen. Setting her down he grabbed a blood bag from the fridge and handed it to her, "drink up little warrior, the war has only begun."

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"Nikol!" Davina ran into the kitchen, nearly hyperventilating. Relaxing finally when she saw Nikol sitting on the counter, finishing her third blood bag.

Nikol snapped her fingers at her uncle and pointed to the blood bag. Klaus rolled his eyes, grabbing another bag and handed it too her.

Nikol gave her mother a slight wave, "hi mom."

Davina scoffed, " 'hi mom'? Really that's it?"

Nikol shrugged, "it's not like I died or anything."

"You got your neck snapped and then got blasted with, from what I am told, a enough black magic, for you to nearly pass out," Davina deadpanned.

"Still, not dead," Nikol smiled innocently and sipped on her blood bag. "Also, the passing out thing is because I didn't have enough blood in my system," Nikol jumped off the counter and threw out her blood bag. "Also, apparently I drink to much."

Davina just sighed and hugged her daughter. Nikol knew her mother was terrified for her. They faced an opponent in which now has access to black magic. Great.
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"I told you I'm fine" Nikol sighed frustrated. "Please stop, I can walk by myself."

Stefan reluctantly unwrapped his hands from around her waist. His eyes were filled with worry, after Nikol had told him about what happened, he handed let her out of his sight.

Nikol rested her hand on his cheek, "thank you for worrying, but I'm fine I promise." She kisses his cheek, smiling at the administration she saw in his eyes.