A Vampire's Love; the untold story

Chapter 22

Vincent tries to find Davina, but she's nowhere to be found. Freya just texted him that Davina found out about Elijah's death, and that she is upset, that he should leave her alone. 

This will be our chance to convince her to be our regent.

He thinks. He wants to use her sadness, her anger, and turn it into power, that will be used for his benefit. She could take the Mikaelsons down, and he knew that she could. Freya was his friend, but if making Davina a regent meant that the Mikaelsons were going to pay the price, then so be it. He is willing to do it.

Davina walks in the compound, her tears have dried on her cheeks, and turned into anger. She sees Marcel leaning on a wall, while Klaus and Rebekah are sitting on the couch, talking. She exhales in anger, and with a quick move, she throws Marcel against a wall, using her magic. 'How could you?' She yells at him. Thinking of what she found out, her tears start showing up again, rolling down her face. 'How could hide it from me?!' She continues yelling, and with every word she says, Marcel is throws on another wall. Rebekah stands up, trying to approach her. 'Davina, what's wrong' she asks her, although she knows why she she is acting like that, or she guesses why. 'You' Davina says and looks at Rebekah, as she makes her kneel with her magic. 'You pretended to be my friend, you called me to help your brother, you just used me!' She causes Rebekah an aneurism, and Rebekah holds her head, and yells in pain. 'Davina, calm down' Klaus says as he stands up. She looks at him, narrowing her eyes, as she lowers her eyebrows, just hearing his voice. 'It's done Davina, there is nothing you can do about it, just leave' he says with anger in his voice, although he's trying to stay calm. Rebekah stands up. 'Davina, it's not our fault it's-' Rebekah tries to calm Davina down, when Davina, with just a move of her hand, snaps Rebekahs neck. 'Davina, you've taken it too far' Klaus says and looks at her, mad. 'Oh, I just got started' she says and looks at him, concentrating. 'What do you mean?' he asks, but she doesn't have to answer. He feels like it's too hot around, he feels slow pain all over his body. If only he knew, that she was boiling his blood. 'Do you feel that?' she asks walking towards him, till she stands right in front of him. 'That's your blood, starting to boil' she says and Klaus holds his head, and looks at her, while the pain is insufferable. 'You don't want to fight me, love. Besides, that boiling thing is an old trick of yours' Klaus says and she smirks, knowing she can just beat him. 'Is that so' she asks and looks at him. 'You see, Klaus, what I really think, is that you're powerless. You're just what your father calls you. An abomination' she says and throws him on the floor. 'You, are, a monster. You let him die' she says and breaks his bones with her magic, as she makes his werewolf side come out, and his eyes turn yellow, as his teeth start showing. He yells in pain, and she throws him against a wall, as she snaps his neck. 'That's enough of you' she says and looks at Marcel, and walks towards him. 'And you. You looked at me, and lied to my face. When you knew that I would live my life, knowing that Elijah is alive, while he was dead, and I knew nothing about it.' He looks at her. 'You are right Davina, you are, but you don't have to do this, don't act like that. What happened has happened, and we can just put it in the past' he says and steps forward, trying to calm her down. 'Now it's too late for that Marcel. I will just take revenge for what they allowed to happen to Elijah. I will fight them, one by one, you should choose your side. A war is about to start' she says and turns around, as she starts walking away from him. 'I will end the Mikaelsons, and everyone who stands in my way, including you' she says before she walks out.

Hope walks in the moment Davina walked out. 'What happened in here?' she asks then she notices her aunt and her father laying on the floor. Marcel exhales. 'They're fine, Davina just snapped their necks.' 'Why?' Hope asks raising an eyebrow. 'Because she found out Elijah is dead, so she took it out on Klaus, Rebekah was collateral damage' Marcel says and shrugs. Hope sighs and she sits on the couch, and with a spell of hers, speeding up Klaus' and Rebekah's healing, she wakes them up. Rebekah sits up and so does Klaus, and they look at each other. 'What the bloody hell happened?' Rebekah asks. Kol walks in with a smirk on his face, and sees Rebekah and Klaus standing up. 'Oh, let me guess, the little witch passed by' he says and smiles a bit. 'Took down two Originals? I've underestimated the girl' he says and leans on the wall. Marcel looks at him mad. 'What the hell did you tell her?' he asks. 'The truth' he shrugs and Marcel vamps and holds Kol by his neck. 'Don't try to fight me, you know I'm stronger' Marcel says and shows his teeth. 'Oh, come on Marcel' Kol says and pushes him off of him. 'She would have found out at some point anyway, so why not now' Kol shrugs and Marcel rolls his eyes. 'I'm sure Elijah appreciates what I did' he continues and laughs a bit. 'What if I send you to him and ask him yourself' Marcel says and walks towards him when Rebekah stops him. 'Marcel that's enough' she says and he steps back. 'Oh, don't tell me you're gonna listen to Rebekah now' Kol says, being in the mood for a good fight. 'Shut your mouth Kol' Klaus says and he just walks out of the room taking Hope with him. Rebekah puts her hand on Marcel's shoulder. 'Come on let's go and leave him alone, that's what he deserves.' She says and starts walking towards Kol. 'Being completely and utterly alone' she says as she looks right in his eyes and then she scoffs, as she walks past him, pushing him with her shoulder, and Marcel walks past him, the same way. 'Love you too, sister' he says sarcastically, to avoid not being the one who says the last word.  

 Davina walks around the quarter, not knowing how to feel. She realised what she had just lost. She realised how much she cared. She never stopped caring. After all, she did still love him, and she had just lost the person she was really in love with. She knew it, but she never wanted to admit it. She sits down on a bench, and covers her face with her hands, and then she passes her hands through her hair, flipping them backwards, sighing. She finally let her tears roll down her face, she's feeling devastated. The person she had loved the most in her life was dead, and she could do nothing about it. She was wondering where he is. Did he find peace? Did he not? Is he on the other side, or in some hell of his own? She looks at the dark sky, and the quiet street. That street used to be full of people, music, art. Now, it was just empty. Quiet. Deserted. Like the place, matched her feelings at the moment.  What if Elijah was in a place like that? Full of darkness?  She thinks. A dark place, filled with his own demons, or even worse, just him, being alone. She is terrified, just in the idea of him being alone, in a place like that. She just hopes he is okay, wherever he is. And this moment, after six years, she admits to herself that she still loves him. She had to lose him that way, to know that she loves him. She missed him before, but now, it's worse. She lost him. There are a million things passing through her mind. She thinks about all the things she could have said to him, how much she loved him. Or how much she still loves him. She remembers the last time they talked, when she thought he had turned it off. Was what he said that day true after all? Did he hate her, like he showed he did, was she really nothing to him, as he said? Was she worthless to him? Or did he really think she did not deserve his time? Was she just a waste of time fir him? All these questions are going through her mind, and she shakes her head, to distract herself. She takes her bag, and stands up. She starts walking back to Marcel's loft, with her only thought, being Elijah. 

*meanwhile, on the other side*

  Elijah is in his own hell, dying again and again, being alone, tired in this place that he cannot escape. His hell, is killing people he cares about. Or not being able to save them. He has found himself killing Klaus, Hope, and of course, Davina. The Hollow is still haunting him, he died with it, it's still with him, making him see all these things. He never did find peace, he was always tortured like that, being tortured, by his own dark side. The monster in him, tortured him for five years, and the hollow didn't make it any better. The hollow caused him physical pain, since it was still there, part of him. He walks away of the woods, blood on his shirt. He looks shocked, in pain, since he had just gone through another nightmare, he had just killed, in his own head, Klaus. He breathes heavily, thinking that he can't do that anymore. He hates it. While he's just walking, he sees a white light. Too shiny, and its the first time he sees light like this. The only light he had seen, was that cold blue of the Hollow's. This was different. Peaceful. And it suddenly starts dragging him closer. He couldn't resist, he let it take him. The light pulls him in, and he closes his eyes. Next time he opens them, he is standing there, at the spot he died, in the middle of the woods. He looks around, and recognises the place. He's confused. He hears something, and he walks towards the sound, only to see his brother, Kol. 'Kol?' he says but he gets no answer. 'Kol' he repeats, but Kol couldn't hear him. When he gets closer, and is about to touch him, shake him, that light sucks him in again, and he ends up at the same place he was before. His own hell. 

So, this is the 22nd part, hope yall like it<333