Kol stood alone in the chilled room, his empty coffin where he'd rested for decades laying right before his eyes. His nostrils flared as he breathed in and out sharply, quickly trying to figure out the new plan for his future. The original plan had been a no brainer, help seek revenge on Niklaus before separated from their siblings to search his own way in the new world...discovering new things as he did so. The arrival of his mother had thrown his plans completely out of the widow, knowing the others would not defy her on her first command since returning.
"Kol" a gentle voice said from behind him, and his lips slowly curved into a smug grin as he recognised the voice as soft as silk. "Alexia Branson" he drawled out slowly as he turned to face the blonde. She was as dazzling as when he'd first met her after the death of her brother, despite the fact the hungry fire of lust was gone entirely from her eyes. Clearly many things had changed during his time as a mummy. "I wondered how long it would take you to find me. I must say, I'm quite impressed...only an hour back in this wretched town and you've already returned for me. I have not yet to even spill a bit of blood"
Kol watched her eyes closely, his lips tugging upwards once more as he saw her visually try to resist the temptation of rolling her eyes. He noted her lack of movement, and glanced down to her feet that had not moved an inch since she made her presence known to him.
"That time is apart of my history Kol" she said simply, her eyes piercing his sharply. "And it has been so ever since you were daggered"
Kol frowned at this. For him their thrilling escapades sneaking around London to take what they wanted, be it blood, money or drugs in some cases had merely been the previous week, before his brother had arrived with a dagger in his hand and a murderous look on his face.
Staring at her closer he frowned, slowly noticing differences of the girl. Her eyes had lost their passion yes, but it seemed like they were drained...almost as if they were drained of life. Moving to her hair he frowned. The girls immaculate curls were now limp at her shoulders, half curled and half straightened, as if she'd given up on one of her favourite pastimes. The times he'd teased of ruffling her hair up before were plentiful, but due to her threats he remained on the other side of the bed, watching her in an amused gleam of the eye.
"Perhaps" he decided with yet another grin. "I'm sure now I've returned that you'll-"
"No" she said sharply, and Kol's face contorted into a pleased smirk, perversely glad to have gained such a rise from the relaxed beauty in front of him. "You won't do what we did again Kol. It was why you were daggered before, and it will be why you're daggered again if you do not tread carefully. "
"Ridiculous" he snorted, his eyes not leaving hers. "Maybe you haven't heard...but mummy witch is back to restore our family...meaning I'm not going anywhere"
"I have heard" she said softly, breaking the gaze between the two vampires. "It is the reason I am here at all..."
Kol frowned as she continued to speak, in his mind trying to figure out the reason that his dear Alexia would return on behalf of his mother."
"Kol are you even listening to me right now?" Alexia's voice rang loudly in his ears, brining his focus back onto the glaring girl. The fire in her eyes had returned and he grinned slightly due to it, reminding him of Rebekah, one of the reasons he'd been so curiously drawn to her as a human. "You mustn't-"
"No, you mustn't" he growled in half anger, not wanting the first moments reunited with her to be arguing. In a blink of an eye he lunged at her, his arms ready to wrap around her body. It would be simple, she'd fall with him and they'd wrestle for dominance as they used to, eventually falling into laughter and expected kisses.
Except this time he fell to the concrete floor alone, his hands empty of his love. Sitting up quickly he shifted his eyes over to where she still stood, anger coursing through his veins.
"Who killed you?" he asked in an angry snarl, his lip tugging upwards as he did so, furious at the tears now streaming down Lexi's face.
"It doesn't matter now my sweetheart" she said softly, remaining calm as she looked down at where Kol sat, staring up at the ghost.
"It was the Salvatore, wasn't it" he growled angrily, getting to his feet in one quick motion. "I'll kill that baby vampire"
"No" she said, her hand passing through his shoulder as she attempted to control the raging Original in front of her. "Don't harm Damon...he's grown into a better person since he killed me"
Kol froze, even more anger going right into the core of him. He'd assumed it had been Stefan in a ripper rage, but hearing it was his selfish brother? Now that was worse.
Lexi's stared at him a few moments, a sad smile on her lips as she spoke. "Please...for me...let go of your anger..."
The older vampire stood uncertainly, but eventually he nodded. Looking over to where she was his teeth gritted to see only air, the anger flourishing. He knew his new plan...to stay in Mystic Fall's and give Damon Salvatore hell.