Esther reconsidered, rethought, all the plans she had been working on since her untimely death over a thousand years ago. Could she turn on her children, she was already lying to them but did she have it in her to go through with it?
Whispers of reassurances of witches passed echoed in her mind, she blocked them out.
Was it really so horrible that she, a mother, was having second thoughts about murdering her children? Sure Niklaus had done his fair share of havoc during his many years but did that justify using her son Finn to rid the world of them all? Finn, being the softest of her children didn't want the life he had but maybe he just hadn't found anything worth living for yet, she thought hopefully.
Yes her other sons save for Elijah had taken to the darker side of vampirism but was that any different then having a human son who murdered? At least them being vampires, blood, was essential for life, murder was a possibility until they could control it. Not that she was making excuses for them only trying to see if her actions were just.
She twirled the blood combination in her fingers, regretting how she treated the doppelgänger like a blood source instead of the human she was.
Esther felt horrible for forcing Elena's hand, using her dislike for Niklaus to her meet her own means. She would have to apologize to the poor girl.
Bringing her back to the issue at hand, Finn knocked lightly on the door to her study. He had come to retrieve the binding potion to distribute it for the champagne toast.
"Come in Finn, dear." She spoke softly, doubting her decision more and more as the seconds ticked by.
Finn entered and reached to grab the bottle that contained the blood mixture, Ester laid her hand on his halting his movements.
"Mother?" he questioned. His normally smooth features were scrunched in confusion.
"I can't do this to my own children, to you Finn. I can't just kill the ones I claim to love." Her strong, commanding voice broke under the weight of so much emotion.
Finn stood unmoving; in truth he had been stunned by the emotion in his mother's voice. She was not one be so emotionally open.
"What has changed? Was this not your reason for return, to right the wrong, to restore balance to the world?" he was more than confused.
When his mother first told him of her plans, he had been onboard. This life had never suited him, even when he turned Sage, it wasn't worth continuing. He, dare he say, was happy at the thought of being laid to rest, permanently. Although he knew that could not be said for the rest of his siblings.
Elijah, as noble as he came off, enjoyed his life, took pleasure in being above other like Klaus did. Not that it was a terrible crime to be favorable to power but sometimes they took it too far, the case with the doppelgänger, Elena Gilbert, was a perfect example. Klaus destroyed her family, threatened everyone she cared about, he used her compassionate nature against her in order to gain supremacy. It was actions like those that made him think his mother was in the right in destroying what she had unknowingly created.
All of the Originals were cursed, cursed to walk the earth while others died, to be free of deaths hold, to be bound to blood, to have a second-more monstrous-side. It was a mother's love gone awry, not that he could ever blame her.
What was once meant to protect her family, turned into a lifetime of pain and suffering. His mother had meant well but had paid the price for upsetting the balance. So why now was she willing to risk angering the spirits further by allowing the abominations known as vampires to continue roaming the earth?
He knew the answer to that, even though she had a tough exterior, inside she was still a mother and she was attempting to slay her own offspring.
Esther sighed, "I love you all too much to allow you to die, even if it goes against nature."
Silence stretched through the large study, the murmurs from the guests down stairs was all that could be heard.
"Is this really what you wish mother? The spirits will not be happy with the turn of events and may take out their aggression on you." Finn warned her, even though she probably knew the risks of her choice without his cautioning.
"Yes, Finn, I could not bear to murder you all again. The first time was hard enough, I know I could not accomplish that feat again." She paused a moment before her features set with acceptance, "And I will take responsibility for my actions for meddling with fate and denying its repair."
Before he could say a word she smiled, a loving smile only a mother could pull off, "Why don't you go enjoy tonight's festivities? I'm sure there are many women who would love a dance with you."
He gave a curt nod in affirmation, though his mind was not on the fairer sex. He had had his fill of women with the presence of one, Sage. Even after not seeing her for 900 years he could still imagine her obsessive clinging and proclamations of love all of which drove him mad. Sage had been the only vampire he had created and he regretted it from the moment she died.
It had started off in love on both sides, she was pretty, smart, funny, everything he could want in a woman. Until the days when she began to beg for him to change her, her reasoning was superficial. Poor Sage was getting older, by her definition less attractive. In fact the only thing that became unlikable was her incessant pleading. She even went so far as to try and trick him into changing her, so eventually he gave into her way and changed her thinking that maybe she would return to the girl he fell in love with.
Oh how wrong he had been, she went out of control, killing villages and creating vampires arbitrarily. Deep down he had to thank Klaus for daggering him, it left him with nine-hundred years of quiet, without her insufferable whining.
A half smirk, half grimace appeared on his angular face.
No he would not find a woman to love, no matter how much his mother desired it. True it was not only he, that Esther wanted a fairy tale happy ending for. She wanted all her children to find their other half and it seemed as if Klaus may have found his, wonderfully enough. Possibly even Rebekah had found hers in a human boy. Ironically those two were the hotheaded one's out of the bunch, well them and Kol but he doubted any woman could stand him longer enough to love him or live long enough for that matter.
He and Elijah, on the other hand, were the ones that were doomed to be the 'nice guys' and get walked all over.
Obeying his mother's wishes he gracefully strode down the spiral steps into the large crowd, attempting to find a suitable dance partner. His eyes combed the sea of people, only to be met by a familiar face, Elena. She was beautiful in her own right, more so than her ancestors, at least Tatia. Where Tatia had her shyness, Elena had fire and Katherine had her slyness, Elena was honest. She was the perfect mixture of the two, or from what he had been told. He missed the Katherine era, though sources told him that he wasn't missing much.
No, Elena was a woman all her own who happened to share a face with two other women.
A/N This is my first Vampire Diaries story, let me know what you think.