Fallen
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"When an angel falls said angel has one human lifetime to correct their sins in order to regain their wings to continue the work of the Lord. The Fallen must preform a duty righteous in the Lord's eyes. Such duties include, but are not limited to; helping a creation of God turn from the path of a sinner, protecting an innocent life--" Elijah was cut off from reader the charter as Kol gave an obnoxious scoff. Elijah clicked his tongue and brought the ancient charter down from his eyes; "I'm sorry am I boring you, brother?" "I'm sorry but if that's not the cheesiest thing I've ever heard then I don't know what is." Kol chuckled. Klaus raised his glass in a cheer to the comment while Freya tried to hide her smile. "With a worldly demise on our hands I don't believe now is the time for your sarcasm." Elijah glared at the youngest brother. "Dear Elijah," Kol grinned. "The world is always in peril and I don't think some misbehaving precious moment figurines are going to stop us from saving it." "Our brother speaks the truth, Elijah." Klaus took a sip of his blood pouch. Elijah began to open his mouth but Freya beat him to it. "Kol is right, even though it pains me to say it--" "Love you too sis." Kol grinned. "We have bigger things to deal with. Like Finn, for example." Freya clutched the blue stone that hung around her neck that once held her younger brother. "The longer we wait; the stronger he grows." Kol rose from his seat and grabbed his jacket, making his way to the door. "Where do you think you're going, brother?" Klaus raised a brow from behind his drink. "Out," the younger one answered while gesturing towards his three older siblings. "The tension in this room is unbearable. And I, for one, am done with family drama for the day." "Besides," he smirked. His eyes landed on Klaus' pouch that was dried to the bone and he began to feel his veins burn and his throat scorch; his hunger craving to embed his fangs in a pumping vein. "I'm starving."
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Lily's breath hitched as she slammed her foot on the gas pedal. She couldn't afford to stop-she knew he wasn't far behind. He never was. Her trembling hands gripped the steering wheel tighter. The crowd she had just driven through blurred into a smear of faces, but one stood out. Klaus. His piercing eyes locked onto her car The look on his face was like a dagger to her chest-anger so potent it scorched her soul, hurt so raw it twisted her insides.She couldn't escape him. She had pissed off Klaus Mikaelson-her best friend. No, she corrected herself, former best friend. Now, he wanted her dead. Or worse. The thought made her stomach churn. She didn't fear death-no vampire truly did-but the prospect of Klaus's revenge, the torture he was infamous for... that terrified her. She had seen what he could do to his enemies, the cold efficiency with which he broke them, both body and spirit. The man she had once trusted above all others, the one person in the world who had made her feel truly safe, was now the source of her deepest fear. A painful ache bloomed in her chest as memories of him flooded her mind-the way he used to smile at her in his rare moments of peace, the way his presence had been a shield against every fear and doubt she'd ever had. Part of her wanted to surrender. She thought about it often during her five years on the run. Would it be easier to face him and accept whatever punishment he had planned? After all, hadn't she earned it? She longed for just one more moment in his arms, for him to hold her as he used to, to remind her that she was safe. It was a foolish wish. He would never forgive her. She doubted he was even capable of forgiveness, not with the weight of all his centuries of pain. She barely noticed the sign ahead until it loomed into view, its bold letters illuminated in the headlights. Mystic Falls. Would Klaus find her here? Of course, he would. He always did. And this time, she wouldn't run.

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