Henrik Mikaelson died a horrible death. Torn apart by the werewolves, his last minutes on this earth were unbearably painful. He also served as a catalyst and unknowingly assisted his mother, who turned her family into the Originals. Alan Mason, a 1...
" ...Come! let the burial rite be read - the funeral song be sung! An anthem for the queenliest dead that ever died so young A dirge for her the doubly dead in that she died so young..." - Edgar Alan Poe - Lenore
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Henry's brilliant blue eyes snapped open, focusing on the ceiling. He sat up in his bed and yawned. His mind was hazy. Like a tidal wave, unforgiving, memories came rushing back, the realization that sweet and innocent Arianna was dead, hit him in the stomach, knocking out the air out of him. He felt sick, his stomach protested and he ran to the toilet, dry-heaving. That's when Nik burst into the room, looking around wildly when he noticed his brother's figure.
"She's really dead?" asked Henrik pitifully. Niklaus just nodded. Henry slumped to the floor, defeated.
"I...I could bring her back, just... just show me her body!" exclaimed Henrik, wiping away his tears. His siblings sitting downstairs, their hearts breaking. Kol felt guilty, maybe if he followed them he somehow could've saved his brother's best friend and saved his little bro from grief. Elijah quietly relied on the situation to the Gilbert part of their family, Elena, and Jeremy listening with somber faces.
"I'm sorry Henrik, but it's impossible," sadly informed him, Klaus.
"I'm powerful, Nik! I could do it," desperately tried Henrik.
"The witch didn't just kill her, Henry. She burned out her soul, by possessing her. She said her name was Hildegarde. She told you to say'Hi'."
The moment Niklaus stopped speaking, Henrik gritted his teeth, clenching his fists. Magic of Expression jumping in joy inside of him, feeding on his anger and multiplying his rage. The vase shattered first, then the lightbulb, raining down the glass. The ground started shaking, with furniture, things just popping like balloons, exploding.
"Henrik!" roared Nik, hugging him, almost crushing him with his body. "Calm down, Rikkie, Everything will be just fine, we're here for you," mumbled Niklaus in his hair.
Henry let out a sob, as soon as tears fell from his eyes, his magic quieted down. Niklaus just held him, never letting him go, while Stolas, who sat perched on his stool, observed his master with, sad and ancient eyes.
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