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Oh, and it's breaking over me
A thousand miles out to the sea bed
Found the place to rest my head
(Never let me go, never let me go
Never let me go, never let me go)
And the arms of the ocean are carrying me
And all this devotion was rushing over me
And the questions I have for a sinner like me
But the arms of the ocean deliver me
Never let me go, Florence the. Machine
Elijah can feel the fear and horror tear through him with the young warlocks words. Sure him and Kayla did not see eye to eye with most things and it was rare for them to agree, but she was his sister. And he couldn't help but feel helpless when he realized that Kayla is supposed to die.
Elijah had many questions, hopes and pleades, but one stood out from the rest.
" Originals can't be killed," Elijah pointed out," how are you going to kill her if she is practically indestructible?"
Agnes had a wicked smirk on her face when she answered him,
" The dagger that we are going to use is covered in the ash of the White Oak tree, we found the ash in a small town named Mystic Falls. When we slice her neck open, the ash will make its way into her bloodstream, making its way to her heart. She will be dead in a matter of minutes."
Elijah met Klaus's eye from across the yard. When he was still in Klaus's inner circle hundreds of years ago he could communicate with his brother with their eyes. Apparently that has not changed in the century's of conflict and pain that has happened.
When he looked into his younger half brothers eyes he saw something that he never saw before in his brothers eyes. Defeat.
Just as he was going to question his brother in the silence, the first Harvest girl came down the rocky path led by what Elijah assumed her mother.
The young girl looked no older than fourteen and had a unsure, but confident look to her.
The girl was placed in the beginning of a line starting at one of the older looking tomb stones, just as the second sacrifice was led into her place. This went on until there were three more girl, all a little bit older than the first, were in place.
Elijah can feel his dead pulse quicken, feel his undead heart squeeze into terror for who must come next. He can't help but question who is going to lead Kayla down the path. And after a few minutes, he didn't have to.
Klaus can feel his breath quicken, can feel his eyes start to burn into what he identified as tears.
He can feel Hope press against his side and he wished that she did not have to see what is going to transpire.
When he gathered the strength to look up into the path way that five innocent young girl were led from, he felt the breath whoosh out of his body. Because there standing there walking to the last alter was Kayla, looking more beautiful then he had ever seen her.
She was dressed in a knee length white dress with a red and black ribbon tied around her stomach. With her dark brown hair in a simple ponytail, that made her curls cascade down her back.
But what Klaus found was most beautiful was her face. With her usual smirk in place and eyes dancing with mischief, he couldn't help but look at her in awe. She was willingly walking to her death, and yet she still has the same look about her that she usual does. The one were she knows she's better than these people and knows that she will always be bette than them.
What Klaus found interesting though was that unlike the girls before her she was led by no one. Klaus couldn't help but think,
She is still rebellious, even when walking in to a death sentence.
Klaus was snapped out of his thought when he heard another witch, who was clearly shaking, asking the first Harvest girl,
" do you believe in the Harvest."
Kayla can feel the blood roaring in her ears, can feel the familiar numbing feeling in her toes when ever she is nervous and anxious.
The witch doing the sacrifice, asked the first girl Adeline, if she remembered correctly, if she believed in the harvest.
The girl, who Kayla can see tears clearly in her eyes, replied with yes.
That was Adeline's last word before the shaking witch slit her throat.
Kayla can feel everybody watching taking in a sharp breath, watching the body of the fallen witch with clear remorse and a solem silence filled the air.
Kayla looked at the witch that just slit the girls throat and could see a tear making away down her face. With her inhanced hearing she could her the girl whisper to herself,
" forgive me, sisters, for my sins."
Kayla closed her eyes in remorse, then snapped her eyes back open when the now crying witch asked the second girl if she to, believed in the Harvest.
The answer was the same.
Down the line the sacrifice went,until all but her was dead. When the girl reached her and put a new knife to her neck, one Kayla can feel the White Oak ash burn her skin from, the witch that was now sobbing, asked her like all the other now fallen girls,
" do you believe in the Harvest?"
Before Kayla answered the question that would lead to her death, she let her gaze travel to her brother Klaus,
"Don't let her life be like ours." She whispered begging and pleading.
Klaus nodded once with tears burning in his eyes, when he responded his voice was hoarse," I give you my word."
When Kayla looked towards the now hysterical Rebecka,and the tear stained face of Freya, she smiled and said,
" it's alright."
She felt a tear run down her cheek at her own words.
Finally she looked towards Elijah, the brother who was like her father in more ways then one, the one who raises her and she looked towards her niece, who she hoped had a brighter life than they had.
Kayla sniffed her nose in a failed attempt to keep her tears at bay and spoke her last words to her family of a thousand years, she spoke a truth that she had not uttered since she was human,
" I love you."
Even though it was said in a whisper, She knew that Elijah and Hope caught the words, she knew that her whole family did.
Kayla took a deep breath and turned to the witch that will be delivering her execution.
She made sure that nobody caught her smallest of nods to Freya.
When she brought her gaze back into the shaking and sobbing witch, she consoled her by saying,
"It's okay." She nodded with tears in her eyes.
" I believe."
As the trembling witch brought the knife back up to her neck, Kayla let out the smallest of smiles cross her face.
As the witch did what was supposed to happen a thousand years ago.
But what none of the witches remembered was that what was more destructive then a raging Original, was a whole family of grieving Originals.
And nobody saw the faintest of breathes coming from the supposed dead Original. And as Freya let out a inaudible breathe of relief, when she realize there plan worked.
