"Seven Devils" - Florence and the Machine
Holy water cannot help you now
Thousand armies couldn't keep me out
I don't want your money
I don't want your crown
See I've come to burn your kingdom down
Holy water cannot help you now
See I've come to burn your kingdom down
And no rivers and no lakes can put the fire out
I'm gonna raise the stakes, I'm gonna smoke you out
"Silas," Klaus spat, glaring at the doppleganger in front of him. Impulsively, he ran to Silas, who was right next to the shore. However, he was blocked by an invisible force in front of him.
"Damn it..." the Hybrid muttered under his breath.
"Silas?" Cami whispered to Marcel, who was holding her close to him during all of the commotion. Rebekah showed her distaste for the couple clearly through the looks she gave them, but that only made Marcel hold Cami tighter. It's for the best, he thought to himself, but his heart was telling him something different.
Cami wasn't Rebekah. She could never be Rebekah. She would never mean as much to him as Rebekah did, but at this point, Marcel had no choice. He had no one to support him except Klaus, and he knew Rebekah wouldn't be rushing back to him any time soon. Staying away was the right thing to do.
So right now, he just held Cami tighter. "No idea, Cam. Probably someone Klaus butt heads with way back in the day."
"He looks just like that man over there," Cami whispered to Marcel, clearly not needing to point. Silas looked like someone put Stefan through a 3D printer. "Maybe he's like his evil twin or something? But what does that have to do with us?"
"You'll find out in a second, honey. But right now, why don't you pay attention? Didn't you learn in school that it is rude to talk when your superior is talking?" Silas said to Cami.
Right now, she didn't care that he probably was twenty times more powerful than her and could snap her neck in a mere second. She was always dealing with supernaturals, and she was tired of all of them pushing her around because she was human.
"Look, I understand it must be a burden having to carry that inflated ego with you all the time, but it doesn't mean you need to belittle people you've never even met in your life."
Silas smiled, looking straight into her eyes. "Camille, sweet Camille. How'd your uncle doing? Oh right - he's dead. Well, maybe at the end of all of this you'll be able to say hi to him for me."
What Silas said obviously hit a vein, and Cami held Marcel tighter as her eyes filled with disgust for the man.
"I personally think you will be the first or last one to die. You talk way too much for someone who can't even defend herself, but you're not enough of a challenge, so most people will just ignore you. We'll see when the games begin."
"What game, Silas?" Elena asked, in the exact same position she was in when he arrived. Arms crossed, with her right side turned towards her tormentor. She couldn't move from it, even if she tried. She was frozen, frozen in the state of her hatred, anger and fear.
The last thing she needed was Silas. He threatened her life on too many occasions, and things were finally getting back together with him gone. She was getting used to just being able to go to college, or lie in bed daydreaming with her boyfriend. And in a snap of a finger, Silas was taking everything away from her again. She knew that nothing was pure about him, and that everything he did led to the misery of others for his own selfish needs. But right now, he'd be looking for revenge.
"Well, well, isn't it the doppleganger of my dead lover? By the way, thank you so, so very much for your treatment of Amara while she was your guest. I know she enjoyed being caged like an animal. But don't worry - I'm trying to get her here anyways so maybe she'll get to thank you in person. If you're still alive."
"Silas, stop with the theatrics and get to the point already. If you're gonna kill us, get on with it and murder us all. Just don't make it any more painful by going on this roundabout tirade." Damon was fed up. He was hungry, pissed off, and on the same island as a good number of his enemies. He might as well spend the time the Immortal wasted ranting and plan his funeral arrangements.
"As you wish Damon. To all of you who don't know me, I am Silas. The world's first immortal,the most powerful creature in the world, and the most handsome and charming too. I'm even more powerful than Nikky over there. Meaning, if I wanted to, I could kill every single one of you right now. But I won't do that. Because that would be boring. Instead, I want to WATCH all of you be killed by your greatest enemies. Except, I ran into a small problem. You killed most of them. So I did you a favor, pulled some strings, and guess what! They're alive!"
"So, we're gonna play a little game. I unleash your enemies, and you fight them off. Whoever survives, congratulations! You get to fight me at the end, so, you might as well die in the earlier rounds anyway. Whoever doesn't survive... well... I would say see you on the other side, but because a certain Petrova doppelganger and her groupies foiled that whole drop the veil plan for me, I guess you get to rot their alone!"
No. Hayley could not be here. She had a daughter to protect. She wouldn't let Hope grow up the way she did, alone. with no real family around her. She needed to get off this island, whatever the cost. She couldn't die because of other people's mistakes.
"Look, Silas, I've done nothing to you. Josh, Cami, and Davina have done nothing to you. Please, just let us off this island."
"Way to take one for the team, Hayley!" Rebekah yelled at her, but she ignored it. She had other priorities more important than the Original's feelings right now.
Although she was irate, Rebekah knew what Hayley was doing. And who she was doing it for. Honestly, if Hayley got off the island safe and went for Hope, she would be more than pleased. That baby girl grew to mean so much to her in the past few months. If anyone needed to get off the island, it was Hayley.
"Look Hayley, I'm no monster. I won't hurt your precious little baby. In fact, maybe when we make her an orphan, Amara and I could adopt her as our own. She's going to be quite the powerful creature when she grows up. The perfect heir.
"NO!" Klaus yelled, running straight into the invisible wall blocking him from the Immortal. He didn't care what Silas did to him. But if he did so much as breathed on his baby girl, he would rip the man limb by limb.
If Silas wanted a game, Klaus was about to show him a game. He was thinking jump rope with Silas' intestines.
He kept punching the invisible wall in front of him, and he probably looked insane but he didn't care. He barred his fangs at him. Maybe he should just shift and attack him in wolf form. He would definitely kill him that way.
"Niklaus - stop! You're not gonna get to him that way," Elijah yelled to his brother. He had to forcibly remove Klaus from trying to get to the man, who was just laughing hysterically. Elijah knew how his brother felt. He might have been even angrier. Silas was threatening his family, his niece, and his Hayley and... Katherine. Katherine was now here, too, and even though things ended bitterly between them before, he couldn't deny the fact that seeing her here brought back memories and feelings he thought he buried the last time he saw her. But right now was the wrong time to focus on his former love. Right now, he had to subdue his brother who was ready to go completely out of control.
And Caroline couldn't watch this anymore. She couldn't watch Klaus, who was supposed to be the strongest of all of them fall so easily. She ran up to him and Elijah, and puts her hands on the hybrid's face.
"Klaus... Klaus look at me." He was resisting, but finally, she got him to make eye contact with her. "He won't hurt her. He won't hurt any of us. We just need you to stay strong, okay?"
And with Caroline's hands on his face, he calmed down. It was strange, she was like a cup of milk and honey before going to bed. She had this effect that just made him want to stop, to relax, to just go to the farthest place on this island from anyone else, kiss her until her lips were numb, and then just...
Hold her. Yep, hold her.
"So are you telling me that all you're going to do is hunt us down?" Matt yelled, staring the Immortal in the eye. "Without even giving us a fair shot?"
"You get a fair shot. You get to use those handy dandy survivor skills that are the reason you're still alive now. I wanna see how impressive you are. I know you killed these people once, but can you kill them again? So what do you say? You wanna play? Well... it's not like you have a choice."
And in the blink of an eye, Silas vanished. And the game begun.
Six hours past and no one came for them yet. Everyone was filled with anxiety. Not knowing what to do, jumping at the sound of a treebranch snapping under someone's feet.
Everyone who had someone to hold on to held on to them. Davina and Josh were taking care of each other, as Davina cried in Josh's shirt and he awkwardly pat her head. Marcel and Cami sat with her in his arms, but silent. Elijah kept pestering Hayley about her well being, and she always replied "I'm okay". Bonnie and Jeremy took care of each other, and Caroline was holding Klaus, rubbing his back and telling him everything will be alright.
Which enraged Tyler more than anything. First she had sex with him, and now she was babying him? The next step for these two was marriage. He just went to the seashore, being a good samaritan and helping Matt look for anything for the humans and witches to eat.
Oddly enough, Rebekah was also helping out, probably because she didn't want to be in the place Enzo and Katherine were in, biting their nails and pacing back and forth. Alone.
Damon held onto Elena, who couldn't stop rattling off about all the bad things likely to happen.
"Damon, this island has the rest of my family on it. Jeremy. You. Caroline, Bonnie, Stefan, Matt, even Tyler. And in a blink of an eye, Silas is going to change that. He's going to kill all of you and leave me to suffer, then kill me. It's me he hates the most."
"Elena, nothing will happen to you. I won't let anyone hurt you," Damon said, but he didn't know if he truly meant it.
Elena was his everything. And if he knew this would be his fate by loving her, he'd do the same things all over again.
He couldn't lose her. He would die before Silas or anyone else touched her. But would that be enough to keep her alive the whole entire time? Somehow, Damon doubted it.
Meanwhile, Jeremy was holding Bonnie in the same way she was being held by the man in her dream. Maybe it was the fact that she was basically told she was going to die sometime on this island, but Jeremy's grasp was not calming her down like the man in her dream.
"Who do you think will come after us first?" Jeremy asked Bonnie.
"I don't know. I don't want to know. I just want this to be over as soon as possible."
"We'll get through this, Bon. We always do."
His optimism only made her even more terrified for what was to come. The optimist always died first. And at this point in her life, Bonnie couldn't lose Jeremy.
Besides Jeremy and Caroline, she really didn't have anyone else. Elena barely noticed her anymore, only when she was in need of magic help. Stefan was there, but not as much as her other friends. Matt was there, but less and less because he was sick of the supernatural world. Her father was dead, her grandmother was dead, and her mother left her again. And the only two people in her life who cared about her were being sentenced to die on this island. And there was basically nothing she could do about it.
Bonnie Bennett's life was the epitome of tragic.
She looked around at everyone on this island. She wasn't fond of everyone there, but it depressed her to think that in a matter of days, maybe even weeks, all of these people would be dead. Her, Jeremy, Matt, Cami, and Davina would probably die of starvation, and Bonnie's stomach was definitely grumbling now. Matt had found some seaweed and a couple of crabs, but it definitely wasn't enough for all of them.
But, there could be food in the woods. Fruits, animals, anything.
"Jeremy... maybe we should look for food. Matt and Tyler have barely found anything. After all we've gone through, it would be stupid for us to die of starvation."
"Sure," Jeremy said, not even questioning her. He got up, heading towards his friends enthusiastically. He did love Bonnie, but right now, she wasn't the person he could be around. Her silence only made him more insecure about the whole situation, and he needed to just unwind with his best friends right now.
"Jer... not with Matt and Tyler. They're not finding everything. I think we should check in the woods."
Jeremy raised an eyebrow, but followed her, snapping off a tree branch in the process. You could never be too careful.
Bonnie and Jeremy were looking for maybe half an hour before Bonnie finally found something. "Jeremy - look! There are bananas. I also saw a few birds and squirrels, and it sounds totally gross, but if Katniss did it, we should be able to, also."
With Jeremy's help, Bonnie reached up and took two bananas from out of one of the trees. Both her and Jeremy started eating them, and while Bonnie usually used her best manners while eating with her boyfriend, she basically stuffed the whole banana in her mouth at once.
"How fitting that the Scooby Doo gang's saint is having her last supper with her relentless follower."
Bonnie recognized that voice anywhere. That thick British accent that belonged to her least favorite member of the Mikaelson family.
"I guess you're the first challenge. Hello, Kol."
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