When Elijah woke he flinched at the bright light shining on his face. His hands were shackled to that chair he was bound to, sunlight poured through a window. He ached all over, and his leg felt awful. He jerked trying to rip off the chains on his hands but they didn't give way.
Elijah felt like panicking, but he knew that wouldn't help. If he had learned anything in his thousand years of living (well non living) it was that thinking clearly got you out of almost any situation. He cleared his head and looked at his surroundings. The chair he was chained to was some kind of metal and looked incredibly strong. Elijah saw the edge of a bed on his right so he guessed he was in a bedroom. He tried to angle his head so he could see out the window, but he could barley move his head at all due to the chair.
"Finally you're awake, you took an awful long time, I was getting impatient."
Elijah throat tightened. He talked to his father in seven hundred years, and this was not the best way to reunite.
"You know if you wanted to talk to me this badly there is a magical thing called a cell phone." Elijah said keeping his voice as calm as possible, controlling his urge to fight against the chair and try to escape.
"I considered that, but what I want to know is something you would never tell me without persuasion," Mikael said picking up a wooden dagger.
"And what exactly do you mean by that?" Elijah had already guessed what Mikael wanted to know, but stalling was his main goal at the moment.
"Our very own hybrid abomination has an heir Elijah, haven't you heard?"
Elijah said nothing. He kept his face completely clean of emotion, or at least he hoped he was.
"I want to know everything, all the little details," Mikael edged closer to Elijah's face.
"So you expect torture is the way to achieve this? You know my tolerance for pain Mikael, and it is extremely high." Elijah let his voice drip with acid when he said his father's name.
"That's why I have a friend to help me." Mikael replied, looking towards the door. A woman walked in who appeared to be in her forties, a witch, Elijah guessed.
"Have at it." Mikael commanded.
Then Elijah felt as if a thousand knives were being dug into his skull.
Rebekah was sprawled out on the couch, a bottle of scotch in hand. She was flipping lazily through TV channels while her brother, Klaus, was doodling on his IPad. Ever since Elijah and Kol had gotten him that thing for his birthday he had never put it down, apparently digital art was becoming hobby of his. So it true technology is taking of the world, Rebekah thought snidely. She knew he was probably drawing Caroline; the second most likely thing was the family's grocery list.
"Hello Sister!" Kol said waltzing through the door, with his usual smirk plastered across his face.
"Kol what are you doing here I thought you and Elijah were going on vacation, to Hawaii or something." Rebekah said, not lifting her gaze from the TV. Kol stared at her blankly.
"Yeah we talked about it, but I never said I would go." Kol replied a quizzical look on his face.
"Yes you did, you texted him last night." Klaus stated, looking up from the IPad.
"No I was with a girl last night, you know the usual one night stand."
"Kol, I told you no more on night stands." Klaus snapped.
"Oh please just because you got a girl knocked up doesn't mean I have to become a celibate. Besides asking me to stop having one nightstands is like asking Elijah to stop having fabulous hair. It just isn't going to happen." Kol responded jokingly.
"He didn't come home last night Kol, this isn't funny." Rebekah said pulling out her phone intending to call her absent brother.
"He probably just hit the town and got a little caught up." Kol answered, wiggling his eyebrows, while Klaus smirked rolling his eyes.
Rebekah wasn't so reassured. She dialed Elijah's number; the call went straight to voicemail. Now she was worried Elijah always answered his phone, and he especially did not turn it off.
"He's not answering." Rebekah spoke, looking up at her brothers.
"Maybe he's avoiding you did stab his former girlfriend in the hand you know." Kol stated.
"Kol why don't you go and look around the town for him." Klaus snapped.
"What I just got home! Why don't you go?"
"Kol!" Rebekah snapped giving his her best if you complain about this and don't just do it I will rip your heart out of your chest cavity stare.
"Elijah's a big boy, he can take care of himself!" Kol exclaimed.
"You're right Elijah is perfectly capable of taking care of himself, but since the vale was lifted and many of our dead supernatural enemies are walking among us, I'm a little more concerned about our safety." Klaus said glaring at Kol.
"Fine." Kol muttered and grabbed his coat, Klaus walked beside him on his way to the door.
"Stay here Rebekah call us if he comes back." Klaus called.
They didn't return for nearly half the day and when they eventually did walk through the door of the mansion they didn't have good news.
"Did you find him?" Rebekah asked biting her thumbnail.
"No, we looked all over the city. And I mean we looked everywhere he's just gone." Kol answered running his fingers through his hair.
"Maybe he just left town without you?" Rebekah inquired hopefully.
"No he would've told us, he is not one to go MIA during a zombie apocalypse." Klaus replied, sitting down a chair threading his fingers together.
"Just ask the witch to preform a finder spell, or whatever that is called." Rebekah demanded.
"It's a tracker spell, and we asked Sophie to it didn't work."
"What do you mean it didn't work?"
"It means someone's blocking the spell. Another witch." Kol explained.
"Wait does that mean he was taken?" Rebekah whispered.
"It's a possibility." Klaus answered
"The only possibility Klaus."