Author's Note: I still don't know if I'm going to make this a series or not. So yeah. Basically this is Elijah's reaction to Kol's death. Hope you enjoy!

Elijah stood still, looking at the two corpses that had collapsed for only one reason, making a thousand years of control gone when he stumbled backwards with tears appearing from his eyes that resembled his mother's brown ones.

He closed them, his knuckles turning white as he made them to fists, secretly praying that this was a horrendous nightmare. But who was he kidding?

It was very much indeed, real.

The hot tears he tried to hold back had slithered its way down his pale cheeks to his jaw bones, dropping onto his polished black shoes.

He didn't care though. No, not right now.

He knew who had turned Henry and Harry, the twins that was laying down on the hard wood floor. But he wished he didn't.

The original opened his eyes and walked hesitantly out of the living room, leaving the dead ones to rot as he tried to hold the walls so he would not fall.

Elijah went up the walnut coloured stairs, not knowing where his feet was taking him. And he entered a room, stopping when he realized it was Kol's.

He looked around it, not surprised at the things he had possessed. But he saw an item at the corner of his wet eyes, turning around to fully see it, and he smiled slightly when he was aware that it was an aluminium baseball bat.

As he shuffled towards it, he softly glided his hands across it, sealing his eyelids as his mind wondered into his memories.

It had been 1845, July to be exact. And Elijah had been reading Shakespeare, fascinated by his work. When Kol interrupted him.

"Elijah, leave the book alone and come along. I have something to show you!" Kol ordered amusingly, as he ran outside of their Victorian house.

Arching his eyebrows, he left his book, following his younger brother to their large front porch. "What is it you want to show me, Kol?" Elijah asked as he straightened his tailored frock coat.

Elijah hardly had a chance to prepare when Kol had told him to catch before throwing a small round ball, which seemed to have stitches on them. But with his quick reflexes, he had caught it on time.

"Would you care to explain why I have a ball in my hand?"

"Just trust me brother, this is going to be entertaining." the younger original promised as he grabbed a weird shaped stick.

"I like to call this a bat." he answered Elijah's unspoken question, and the older brother had slightly smirked.

"A bat?"

"I couldn't think of anything else." Kol defended, before saying, "So this is how you play the game: first, you throw the ball to the bat and I have to hit the ball with it, as you can see, I am the one holding it.-"

"I am not mental, Kol."

"I am speaking brother. Any ways, i have placed markers on the ground. I have called them bases."

"That is understandable."

"Thank you. So, when I hit the ball, you have to catch it and bring it to where I'm standing before I make a whole circle in order for you to win."

"And If I don't, you win?"

"Yes. You see how easy it sounds?" Kol asked happily.

"Very well, when do we start?" Elijah questioned.

The young one stopped and look at his elder, "Are you serious?"

"Very much so." Elijah responded before walking over to the spot he was supposed to stand on. "I do have the time."

"Spectacular!" He cheered as he raised his bat, getting into position. "So you know what you have to do?"

"Yes. No need to explain it again." Elijah replied, prepared to throw the ball.

"Wait!" Kol yelled, making the older original stop, "We only use our human speed and strength."

Elijah agreed and threw the ball, Kol swung which caused the round thing to fly across the porch. Then the elder ran for it while the younger vampire went around the bases.

The ball had landed onto the ground before Elijah grabbed it and headed to where Kol was located earlier.

But Kol was faster, he always was, even when he was human.

He won this round, which caused a shriek of happiness burst through Kol's throat

"The game is not over yet, Kol." Elijah reminded him, but Kol's cockiness had been showing.

"But I'm sure I will win you again."

"Never challenge an older brother." The brother advised as he threw the ball again.

Kol swayed the bat, causing collision with the ball and the wood. And just as he was about to drop the implement, he witnessed something remarkable, his jaw dropping at the sight.

Elijah caught the ball.

"What?!" Kol yelled in disbelief, "You must've cheated!" he added, very clear that he was in denial.

"Can't you accept that I have abilities?" Elijah asked, smirking at Kol's loss.

"The game is not over yet, Elijah." the young brunette counterfeited, gaining a chuckle from Elijah.

"Whatever you say."

The older original raised his leg, then putting it back down as he discharged the ball from his hand.

Kol oscillated and hit the ball, dropping the wooden tall and went for the bases as Elijah went for the sphere.

The young Mikaelson had been onto the second base when the ball collided with the ground, and Elijah captured the ball, heading back to his brother's spot.

Kol was on the third base now and the elder one was getting close to his place.

Both of them ran for it, trying as hard to get to the home-base when they pummeled against one another, a cry coming from Kol as they laid on top of each other. Battered and bruised.

"Ow..."

"This is unpleasant." Elijah pointed out, not moving from his uncomfortable position.

"Thank you for the obvious, brother." Kol expressed his fake gratitude as he got off of Elijah, wiping the dirt far from his clothes.

Elijah latched onto his shoulder, and pulled it, a sound of a crack being formed, then a sigh of relief.

"If you mention this to anyone, I will chase you to the ends of earth, do you understand?" Elijah threatened as he glared at his brother.

"And if you mention this to anyone, I will shave your precious head." Kol replied.

"Well then, I don't have anything to worry about." Elijah stated as he stood up, "So what are you going to call this... game?"

Kol paused for a moment, thinking of a title when he said, "Bats and Bases."

Silence came upon then after that, and Elijah stared at him with a confused expression, "Real-"

"I haven't thought about it!" Kol interfered, "Who knew titles would be so difficult to come up with."

"How about baseball?" the oldest brother suggested, dusting off his breeches.

Kol grinned immediately and clapped as he shouted, "That is brilliant!"

So baseball it was...

Elijah disclosed his eyes, reality staking him in the back when he became aware of his brother's absence, and remembering the bodies downstairs. He stammered to Kol's bed and placed himself on it, his hands feeling the cotton bed sheets that was untouched until now.

He had kept his promise to not tell anyone about that day, yet he broke his oath to keep him safe...

"I'm so sorry brother," he whispered quietly, liquid rising from his globular organs once again.

"I failed to be a your brother... I'm sorry." he reiterated, silently sobbing as he covered his mouth.

He had to know who, who killed him, who drove the white oak stake through his heart. He had to.

"Sometimes there is honour in revenge..." he once said long ago, nothing has changed.

He got up, getting out of the room to head down, the noise of footsteps being echoed as his shoes hit against the wood.

Elijah went towards the hallway, grabbing his coat and car keys. Not caring for the two deceased in his living room.

He's going to Mystic Falls.

Author's Note: If you enjoyed it, I would appreciate it if you would leave a review, and say if you want this to be a series or not. Thank you!