Rebel Just For Kicks: Kol Mikaelson [1]

89: Stand By Me

- Remember to like and comment :) There's a lot of world building this chapter, hope it makes sense - Bea <3

MJ and Caroline had spent most of the night trying to contact someone on the island, but after filling up everyone's voicemail, they needed to get some sleep.

They both failed in that regard.

MJ was terrified she'd start screaming again.

She was terrified of dreaming about Kol.

She'd just feel guilty. Kol was dead, her friends were the reason he was dead, and she'd pushed him away instead of saving him the way he'd saved her.

Her friends had all wanted him dead. She hadn't pleaded his case or tried to talk sense into him about going after Jeremy.

He was an Original.

They'd beaten another Original! Woo!

Elena and Jeremy had killed him.

How on earth was she supposed to look either of them in the eye without exploding?

If her death scream was right, Jeremy was dead too.

She buried her face into the pillow, shifting away from Caroline, who was also awake, and terrified about Tyler.

Tyler.

The person MJ should've been thinking about instead of an Original.

When it got to morning, and they still hadn't been called back, MJ had used Caroline's laptop to Skype Ryos.

"Okay – " He was waving his hands, "MJ!"

He'd answered the call, and she'd gone into 'rapid-fire' mode to explain what had happened.

"You need to pause and restart this entire conversation," Ryos had followed every word she'd said, but that didn't mean it made any sense, "And maybe introduce your friend back there?"

Caroline had been sitting on the bed.

She quickly jumped to the desk, waving, "Hi."

He raised an eyebrow, "You're...Caroline?"

"Yes!"

Caroline had been in enough of the videos MJ had sent him since she'd moved to Mystic Falls.

He gave her a warm smile, "I'm Ryos."

"Nice to...meet you? I'm gonna go with 'meet you.'"

"You too, now," He focused back on his little sister, "What's going on?"

"A lot of people have died in the past few months."

"You're hanging out with Originals," He dismissed, "What did you expect?"

MJ looked at her hands, "I've been feeling it..."

"Feeling it?"

"If I know the person, I can feel it."

Ryos always knew the answer. He always knew how to help. He was her guide from the moment their parents had died – sure, MJ ignored his advice a lot, it was a sibling's job to ignore each other, but that didn't change the fact that he was the person who'd help her figure it out.

"And, depending on how close I am to them...emotionally close...it seems to be stronger – or, I don't know. Maybe it's just that whatever's happening is happening more powerfully and it's just a co-incidence that it's people I care about."

It was all messy in her head.

"Or, but, I just," Her mind was exhausted, "It's like I'm becoming a Banshee, but you don't become a banshee, you're born one, it's a species, not a state of mind, I just don't unders – "