Not going to lie for the last few weeks, I've been too busy to write due to my older sister being back from College and the holiday.
Plus I did had to take care of her needy weenier dog for a week.
This chapter is almost at 2000 words my god.
——————Only a few hours had passed since Damon killed Henrik. Marisol had brought him back to their apartment since finding him in the alley. So she waited patiently for him to awaken from his death. She slowly flipped through the many pages of a thick weathered down grimoire at the table across from Henrik's body.
A small breath of air escaping the 'dead' witch's lips was the start of the awakening. Jolting up in a sitting position. Henrik began a coughing fit until it slowly died down to him gasping for his breath.
Closing her book, Mar walked over to him and sat next to him. A glass of brown liquid in her hand.
"Have a nice nap?" She asked, handing him the glass.
"I'm so going to kill Damon." That was all the was said by the Mikaelson. Henrik rubbed his very sore neck with his hand as he chugged the liquid down. "Where's my bag?"
"No. You know the rules. Can't have any of the potion until an hour after waking up," Marisol stops him. "Also Klaus called. Twice. He left you a message."
Being handed his home, Henrik saw the voice message left by his brother.
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"What the bloody hell happened while I was gone?! Oh hey, Elijah," Their younger brother appears at the entrance of the broken door.
"Henrik. Where were you? I called twice." Klaus questions.
"Waking up from the other side. I think you pissed Damon off too much that he decides to snap my neck few hours ago." Henrik explains. "Im getting him back for that. And for that I need to start plotting."
"Come again? What did Damon Salvatore do?" Klaus walks over to his baby brother.
"Doesn't matter. Damon will get more than he bargained for killing me." Henrik tells him. "But first I need a drink."
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"A dinner party? Are you mad, Elijah?!" Henrik exclaimed. His elder brother had returned from a morning stroll with news that the Salvatore's brothers wanted to make an arrangement with them. "Did you forget what they did?"
"I agree with Henrik. Both Stefan and Damon have only shown ill intent towards us, so why trust that they'll be modest?" Klaus adds.
"Of course, I haven't forgotten. Damon has agreed that this will be as peaceful as it can be," Elijah assured his little brothers
Klaus looked grimly at his big brother before sighing heavily. "Alright then since you're so sure of yourself. I'll get the dinner sorted out."
The hybrid soon walked out of the room to get the food sorted, leaving Elijah and Henrik alone.
"You're lying, Elijah. And you know it. Damon wouldn't have undaggered you unless he knew there was a chance of you turning on Nik," Henrik states after pulling out a already burning sage from the corner of the room.
"Then there really isn't a point for me to lie to you," said Elijah. "But you must know Niklaus won't free our family even if he gets what he wants from Stefan."
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Face of the Dead (TVD/TO)
FanfictionOver a thousand years, the original family has wondered about the Earth. Either terrorizing or enjoying the new land all the while hiding from their Father and creating new enemies. But whenever they spoke of their past, they rarely speak of one sib...