This entire city was poison-filled trash and vultures who lurked around and attacked my life, and the lives of my children, as they all tried to hide their faces. They would simpler around and tell me "it's time to move on." Who are you to tell me a...
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Alex's P.O.V (Outfit Above ^^^)
I had just changed both the twins' diapers and were putting them in their play crib. Stefan told Damon and me that Caroline had turned off her humanity, and I can't say I blame her. We all do it at some point. However knowing my brother, Elena, and Bonnie; they'll do everything in their power to turn it back on. My phone rang and I answered it when I saw Klaus's caller I.D.
"Hello love," Klaus said. "How'd everything go last night?"
"They went perfectly," I said sadly.
"I'll take it, they turned, from the sound of your tone," Klaus stated.
"I don't want this for them. I just want them to have a normal life," I stated.
"Sweetheart, their life was never going to be completely normal. But at least we know."
"You sound like Damon. Anyways, how's New Orleans?" I asked him.
"Safe again," I hummed in disbelief as I folded up Leo's blanket. "Freya can't be trusted, but I'm keeping her on a tight leash. Eva is dead and Rebekah is in full control of her new witch body," Klaus explained.
"What about Mikael?" I asked him.
"Out of town for now."
"And Esther?"
"Dead. Freya killed her last night and I've also got the beginnings for a plan against Dahlia," Klaus responded and I sighed. "So when are you coming home today?"
"I'm not," I quickly answered.
"And why's that?" Klaus asked with a hint of anger.
"Because I'm now having family problems of my own," I sighed.
"Then have your brothers deal with it and keep you updated from here," Klaus suggested.
"I can't. Stefan is in charge of an emotionless Caroline along with Elena and Bonnie as his sidekicks. Then Damon and I have to look into the very slim possibility that my mother might be alive in a 1903 prison world. Although we won't know if Kai is telling the truth about it being possible, until we dig up her grave for confirmation," I explained to him.
"And what? You're just going to bring our kids with you while you do this?" Klaus asked.
"Hell no!" I scoffed. "Kai Parker is a siphon witch and I'm not letting him anywhere near the twins. Which is why I sent Damon to get Alaric."
"So you're just going to stay in Mystic Falls until this whole ordeal with your mother is taken care of?" Klaus asked me, and I could tell he wouldn't like my answer.
"Yup," I answered while popping the 'p.'
"How long will that take?" Klaus asked.
"One more day if we're lucky," I told him. "You know where the Boarding House is if you want to come down and watch the kids while I'm helping Damon. If not, Alaric's going to be watching them." I heard Klaus sigh, then a knock came from my door and I saw Alaric and Damon at my doorway. "I have to go. Love you." I quickly hung up and Damon walked into the room as I walked back over to put Leo's blanket in his crib.
"So this is them?" Alaric asked and bent down in front of their play crib with a smile.
"That's them," I confirmed and Alaric stood up, before turning towards me. "Thank you for doing this on such short notice."
"It's fine," Alaric said. "I understand not wanting Kai near them."
"You ready?" Damon asked and I nodded.
"Text me if you have questions about anything," I told Alaric and he nodded. I bent down to the kids and spoke to them, "Mommy has to go help your Uncle Damon with something real quick, but I'll be back before you know it. Until then Uncle Alaric is going to look after you guys." I smiled at them one more time before leaving my bedroom with Damon.
~At the Salvatore Family Crypt~
We walked up to the crypt, bringing the video recorder and two crowbars with us. I looked to see a young man - maybe in his early twenties - waiting outside. "You must be the famous Alex Salvatore I've been hearing so much about," He said to me.
"And you must be Kai, the psycho member of the Gemini coven," I responded.
"I see my reputation precedes me," Kai said with a smirk.
"Ok, here." Damon handed him the recorder. "Let's get this over with," My brother said to me.
He walked into the crypt with me following after he took one of the crowbars out of my hand. I watched as Damon dug up our Mother's gave and pulled it out, before placing it on one of the benches inside. We both began to pry off the bolts on either side of her coffin. Behind Damon, Kai was leaning against the doorway as he watched the video Bonnie inadvertently took of our Mom before she left the prison worlds.
"I can't believe Bonnie made it out!" Kai said and looked at us. "Actually, I can. She's plucky. Hey, do you need help?" He kept talking before Damon or I could respond. "Oh. Before you answer that, I'd rather not." He walked towards us. "I keep experiencing these pangs of guilt watching you. Feelings are hard."
"So, is the end of this crowbar," Damon groaned in annoyance. I simply rolled my eyes as I kept working, although he is really annoying.
"I'm just saying, digging up mommy's grave? That's dark, even for me. And, unnecessary. Guys, Bonnie saw her alive in a 1903 Prison World. It's-it's on camera." I glanced up at the scene in front of me for a brief moment, before prying off another nail. "You want to watch it again?" Kai asked and shoved the camera in Damon's face
Damon pushed him away and began to explain, "Our mother died of consumption in 1855. We did not go through the trouble of moving this thing to the family crypt only to find out that she's not even here."
"Oh, so you just called me here because you two needed a friend?" Kai questioned as he leaned against the wall. "No, you two wanted to know if she could exist in another prison world. To which I responded, "yes," to which you both responded with denial."
"Look, whatever or whoever's on that tape - it's not her," I stated, emphasizing my point by breaking my last nail.
"Then who is it?" Kai questioned.
"I don't know." Damon pried off his last nail. "A ghost? Maybe she has an evil Gemini twin," Damon responded as I looked down at the coffin before us.
Kai laughed, "Nice."
"If our mother was imprisoned in 1903, she'd be in her 70's," Damon reasoned.
"Not if she were like you," Kai stated and Damon turned to him angrily.
"I know my mother. She's not a vampire. She's not in a prison world. She died of consumption in 1855," Damon explained then threw the crowbar away. It clanged on the concrete floor of the crypt, as it made contact with it. Then Damon and I stared at the old coffin, but neither of us moved to open it.
"Uh, if you're so sure of that, why haven't you opened the coffin yet?" Kai asked. Damon and I looked at each other before angrily flipping off the lid, which smashed on the ground to my left. When I looked down I stepped away in shock, while Damon stared at it confused. "Congratulations! Everything you both know about your mom is wrong." Kai patted Damon on the shoulder before walking outside.
"She's alive and a vampire," I finally said out loud after a few moments. "How did she get trapped in that prison world?"
"I don't know, but we're going to get her out," Damon replied, determinedly.
