WARNING: A reader was confused about certain wording in this chapter, so I wanted to clear something up. Yes, Kol mentions punishing his mate. While, if your head is thinking along the lines of he is her Dom, and she the submissive, you would be somewhat right; however, there is no spanking going on or anything like that. The only punishing that I am writing about (you can fill in your own gaps or whatever) is that he's going to be teasing her quite the bit sexually when he claims her-making sure that she knows EXACTLY who she BELONGS to. Other than that, there was NOTHING crossing my mind about spanking. Though, when I started to try and explain that Morrigan would, despite being in control, would probably like be NOT being in control...I did think about DOMs & SUBs. Morrigan is a tricky character; because of her past as the Savior, and her life beign a constant battle of her trying to survive, she can really only rely on herself, so it is going to be hard for her to accept her place in her mates life without purpose. She is going to find that, while she will take charge when she is needed, she would prefer to remain in the shadows a bit more submissive than dominant. (In order words, she is, at all times, not completely dominant or submissive. With her mates, she start to mellow out and be like 60 (sub)-40 (dom)-that is, until it is her turn to step up to the plate and do her thing.
WARNING TAKE 2: So I went back and added a few things as to give y'all more thought on where I was coming from with the reactions to certain deaths in the last chapter and this one. In my opinion, when something because too much, we push it away. At least that is the way I real with a lot of stuff, so that is where I push these characters in certain dealings. Besides, with Damon it's canon.
Memories and Dreams
~Chapter 4~
The female Doppelganger that had been upset at the other witch's death grew scared at Kol's words and expression, so she ran off after the two, crying her brother's name.
Kol narrowed his eyes as the brunette brother in front of him called after her and made a move to go after her, but his sister blocked him off.
"She won't find your mate," Silas assured the male Original from behind him.
Kol snapped back and glared at the man whose resurrection had gotten him killed and then made him a fool of by his own mate. "And why is that?"
"Because she's lost inside these caverns and that girl just got to the surface," was the reply before Silas chuckled.
Rebekah giggled while the other Doppelganger's boyfriend snorted.
"So, you were supposed to end the world, why do you look…" the raven haired man waved his hand at Silas, "almost as hot as me?"
Kol rolled his eyes as he took in his somewhat rival. He had shoulder-length black hair and piercing green eyes just like…
"Your eyes look just like hers," Katerina wondered outloud.
"You look like a younger version of her Master, Salazar Slytherin," Kol hmmed, "But you look exactly like his third child, Alexander. This isn't your true form."
Silas smirked, "Nope, and until we get settled, this will be what I look like."
"Or until she tells you to get a new form. She loved that kid," Kol smirked right back, happy that he just gained a one-up on the immortal.
Silas just shrugged. "Let's get going before that girl finds herself somehow trapped down here. She'd do it too now that I think about it…she never could go anywhere by herself as she always got lost."
"Really? Do tell us more about the adorable—"
"Shut up, Damon," Rebekah called from ahead as she started out of the cavern as fast as she could. She found the two wanders and guided them up to the top not too long after the others did.
"So, discover anything interested when you got lost, Red?" Damon cheekily teased the girl.
Morrigan looked a little embarrassed as she realized that she had gotten Jeremy lost, even more so when not only Damon teased her, but Jeremy did as well. Kol only sent her looks and humorous emotions, but it was enough.
While they were laughing at her expense, no one but Katerina noticed that another was sneaking up on them. With a cue of her eyes, she told the Hunter waiting in the forest which one of the group to target.
With a quick aim, the Hunter sent the arrow flying at Morrigan.
The red-headed witch turned and caught it at the last second, but it had had lightly penetrated her left arm. Her death-green eyes looked annoyed at the arrow sticking out of her arm before she locked her sights on the idiot who shot her.
It had been a while since she did long distance magic, but she gathered what she could and sent it through the earth. Oh yes, she remembered that last night at Hogwarts quite well. Professor Sprout had always scared her (fucking Hufflepuffs), but that night, Morrigan was terrified. What she did with the Greenhouses?
Morrigan surrounded herself mostly with Hufflepuffs after that night when she ran her world with the other three Hogwarts Heirs, one of them the Heir of Hufflepuff.
Kol didn't leave her side, but Rebekah and Damon left and brought back the Hunter bastard. Damon, though, came back with another body.
He was holding an Elena with a stake through her heart.
The Hunter had gotten to her before they had come out of the caverns. Damon honestly didn't know what to feel. He had almost gotten the girl, but the more he thought about Elena and Katherine, the more he realized that maybe this was the better ending.
While he was sure that Elena wasn't Katherine, she was turning into her, even if the girl didn't even know it. She was too compassionate, but that didn't mean she hadn't manipulated Damon whenever she wanted. The girl always denied that she wasn't anything like Katherine, but she could channel her when it suited her. And Damon was getting so fucking tired of this girl getting in-between him and his brother. Of her not being able to choose and then choosing under sire bonds (which was quite sketchy).
Besides, Damon was good at not looking too closely at his emotions. He knew, without a doubt, that things would have ended just as horribly with Elena as it did with Katherine, but it still hurt. A hurt he was pushing to the side and avoiding.
On a good note, there was no one standing between him and his brother anymore. That and he could stop being a Stefan bunny-muncher substitute. Damon could stop pretending to be a good guy and be more true to himself—a vampire.
That didn't mean that his heart wasn't broken, because Damon did love Elena. Maybe for the wrong reasons, but he still loved her. It was why he was going to push this shit aside and focus on something he could deal with: figuring out if this witch of Kol's was a threat.
Yes, he was better at focusing on threats and dealing with them. Though Damon did hope she wasn't one. Mystic Falls would never be boring if she was there...besides, Damon knew she was just going to be hilarious.
Damon gently put her in his brother's arms while Thumper's murderer, on a regular basis, cried and fell to his knees.
Morrigan didn't even bother removing the arrow from her arm before she grabbed the Hunter, no doubt accompanying Katerina if those looks they sent each other meant anything, and threw him toward her Beloved.
The Immortal Silas ate quickly before dropping the idiot to the ground. His eyes went straight to the arrow. "Are you going to remove that or have you become immune to pain now?"
Kol's eyes never left the form of his mate, and he, too, had wondered why she didn't take care of that immediately.
Morrigan only sighed as she drew her eyes away from the crying vampire (something she was not going to try and deal with), and she pulled the stupid thing out of her arm. "During my…stay at the Light Lord's experimental torture house, that was right before I met the two of you for the first time," she waved her right hand at the two Originals, "my nerves were constantly on Fire. Burning. So after my Core exploded, my nerves kind of were burnt to a certain degree. My pain threshold is pretty high—that is, it has to get that freaking high before I even feel it."
Kol gritted his teeth. They had been too preoccupied with her that they didn't even think to figure out what had happened in that place. To kill the bastard that did it. Then, when he and his brother had met her again, she had taken care of the bastard.
"Can we just leave?" Jeremy wasn't feeling anything at this moment. His entire family was dead. Elena had been the last he had. Bonnie was dead as well, and all he had left was the girl who murdered her and a maybe friend who he had killed himself.
He was alone, and a part of him wasn't even going to blame Morrigan for this. That second Hunter would have been out here regards if she had been here or not. Who knows what Katherine would have done to all of them with not one but two Hunters working for her?
"Seriously, man, why are these Hunters so desperate to kill you?" Damon questioned Silas.
Morrigan focused on the immortal and just blinked. "Why are you looking like Alex?"
"Because I don't feel like letting people see my real face," Silas responded to the witch before looking at Damon. "I kind of convinced a witch to help create an immortality spell with me and promised to take it with her after we were married. Instead, I took it and gave it to my soul mate."
Morrigan growled at the immortal and responded in the language that, in her previous life, had been born speaking. "You mean I helped you make it! That bitch didn't do shit. She thinks she contributed to it. When she found out I helped you, she made me make a Cure as she wasn't sure exactly what the spell was about. Besides, I liked her better than that slut you chose," she mumbled the last bit before turning away from him and walking off with her arms around Jeremy.
Kol went after her this time but not before sending a smug grin at the bastard.
His little witch was his, and he'd be damned if he let an immortal try and take her from him—in any way.
Damon looked between Morrigan's retreating form and the immortal, not that he could understand what she said to him, but he couldn't help but ask because gossip about the new witch was oh so more important than dealing with his feelings, "What did you do to piss her off?"
Silas only sighed before rubbing his hands on his face. "We grew up together; we were the only one each other hand and when I chose Amara…I left her to the wolves, so to speak. While I was trapped in that cave, the witch I was going to marry got back at me through her. I'm not sure what Qetsiyah did to her, but I know she's the reason why I can't find or really feel my mate through our bond."
"So witchy helped Seal your mate away under duress? Ouch," Damon winced. "You are so in the doghouse, my friend. Come, you can stay with me while you're kiss her ass."
Silas only chuckled, but he started walking with the others toward Kol, Morrigan, and Jeremy who were making their way to the boats.
~MAD~
As soon as they got back to Mystic Falls, Morrigan's phone went off.
I'm in love with an angel
Who's afraid of the light
Who's halo is broken
But there's fight in her eyes
Maybe I'm crazy, maybe I'm weak
Maybe I'm blinded by what I see
You wanted a soldier
But it wasn't me
'Cause I could never set you free
So fly on your own
Morrigan was patting herself all over before she found the phone, and when she answered it, her voice had a slight annoyed tone to it. "William, just because I have a phone doesn't mean you should call it."
"It's an emergency. You shouldn't have left like you did. You didn't even tell me."
Morrigan sighed, "You're not my keeper, William. Besides, there was an immortal about to be awakened that was going to destory the world," she said it so causally that Damon and a few others couldn't help but laugh.
Oh, she knew William rolled his eyes to that, before he told her something she didn't really care for. "Why do I care that your wife is dead? It wasn't my business when you married her, and it's not my business when she dies because she was an idiot who wanted something that wasn't hers."
William was silent. "What do you mean by that?"
Morrigan's eyes softened. "She is…was a Veela, love, and she had your child. A man that was not her mate. The Veela in her started dying then."
"But what about Abraxas? He chose you—"
"Yes, Abraxas chose me as his mate. That's a male Veela for you; they come across a few compatible mates in their lives, and they pick one. Goddess knows he picked the wrong one. If he hadn't picked me, he wouldn't have died like he did. Now, why did you call me? Like I said, I have an immortal who is starving to fix. By the way, where are my potion trunks?"
Kol was not liking this at all. How dare William call his mate? Especially after tossing her away like he did. The idiot made his choice, he chose the blonde. Oh, Kol wasn't like Morrigan. He knew why William was calling. William still loved Kol's little witch, and now that the wife was gone, he thought he could be with her. Especially with those two little ones running around.
Kol was not going to let that happen. He had waited a thousand years for her, so had his family, and they weren't going to give her up.
After catching his sister's worried eyes, Kol nodded in understanding and took action to prevent the loss of Morrigan. He grabbed his mate's phone and only spoke a few words in it, but he'd be damned if Kol didn't hear the man shiver. "My mate is busy, go away."
Then the youngest male Original hung up the phone and gave it back to her. His eyes telling her that he was not happy at all. And that ringtone along with the boy calling her was not helping how upset he was at her. It only added to what he was going to punish her for later.
Morrigan only sighed. "I can't help him calling me. His daughter considers me her mother. Not to mention Regulus—"
"—who wanted nothing to do with you. I saw that, darling," Kol hinted and he almost winched when the pain showed her on her face before she steeled herself and turned toward Jeremy.
"How would you like to stay up and help me make potions that if made incorrectly could blow us up?"
Jeremy's pain filled eyes lit with excitement. Because, really, the chance to blow shit up was just what he needed to continue to avoid his sister and girlfriend's death. "Hell yes!"
Rebekah only looked at the boy fondly for a second before muttering, "Boys."
Morrigan reached into the same pocket that she had for a while now and pulled out another one of the Bloodpops and handed it to the idiot in their group. This was like the fifth one she had given him. "Honestly, I don't know what possessed me to keep these things in my pockets…" she shook her head and went to go somewhere only to stop.
She looked at Kol, "I don't have anywhere to be making the potential exploding potions, and I don't fill like going home to do it."
Kol eyes darkened. "And you won't be going there anytime soon. The only place you're going after here is New Orleans."
Morrigan only tilted her head at him before nodding. She had spent her entire life taking care of herself, so a part of her hated that fact that Kol was commanding her. But she also wasn't stupid enough to pick a fight. Right now he was all kinds of pissed, and she wasn't going to make it worse.
Instead, she turned toward Jeremy, "You coming?"
~MAD~
It didn't take long to make enough of the potion to help her beloved, but she didn't go to sleep right after. No, she gathered everyone at the Bordering House with all the others, and apparently, there was a wolf, sorry Hybrid, and another vampire waiting on them.
The wolf held the blonde vampire as she cried because of Bonnie and Elena's death, and Jeremy stuck to Morrigan with Rebekah and Kol watching over them.
Morrigan took a few more looks at the ones she came from the island with, the ones that she knew were grieving the Doppelganger and witch. She knew what it was like to lose someone she cared for...and she damn well knew what it was like to not want to deal with it. Honetly, she didn't blame Jeremy for latching onto her (despite being the one who fed his girlfriend to her brother) instead of letting himself focus on their deaths. In fact, Morrigan had a feeling there was a reason why he trusted her despite her murdering the witch.
Those damn journals again...why did her life have to be so fucking complicated? Why was everything so damn connected? One day, she was going to torture Death and see how he liked it. She knew she was his favorite, after all, but did he have to keep giving her people only to take them away and, sometimes, give them back?
Sometimes, she hated the bastard. But right now Jeremy, Damon, and her new/old sister needed her. The former two needed a distraction from the death of people they cared for, and she was going to give it to them.
"Okay, let's do this. I need some paper and blood from all of you who want to find your soul mate."
As they followed her commands (even the two who didn't even know her), each putting a bit of blood in small bowls or vials, she turned on her phone and as she worked the spell, she was singing along to a song that she put on—she never really understood why she liked listening to music when she worked.
I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed
Get along with the voices inside of my head
You're trying to save me, stop holding your breath
And you think I'm crazy, yeah, you think I'm crazyKol chuckled silently in her neck as he held her from behind and channeled some magic into her while she poured her magic into the paper and tried to connect the blood. She dug deep into the power she got from Death, who controlled Souls, and searched out links between them.
When she opened her eyes, she spilled all the blood the paper and it started matching up.
Tyler was freaking out. "Who the fuck is Katerina?"
Morrigan only blinked, "The vampire they locked in the basement with vervain." (Though she had apparently missed that when she was making exploding potions.)
Stefan looked a bit horrified at that thought before turning to Tyler, the pain of Elena's loss was still hitting him hard though he pushed past it and tried to focus on something else. "She was the Doppelganger before Elena, and she turned Caroline."
Caroline gave a gasp which drew Stefan's attention to her, "Stefan…" she whispered while pointing to their names which joined. That was some shit that neither expected. While Stefan wasn't over Elena, his friendship with Caroline would help him through her death. And, maybe, years from now, he could see Caroline as something other than a friend. They had time after all.
Rebekah only laughed as Damon and Jeremy looked confused when their names matched up with a foreign looking one. She winked at me, "It seems the women in our family need more than one mate."
Damon snapped his eyes toward Morrigan, kind of confused as he thought Kol was her mate.
Morrigan shook her head at him, "I have more than one mate," she said as she relaxed in Kol's hold, letting him bury his face in between her neck and shoulder, breathing her in, "And Rebekah considers me a sister because of who said mates are. You are Jeremy are apparently her soul mates."
Morrigan knew by the look on Damon's face that he had trouble processing it, and Jeremy was just as confused. But he knew the three of them would figure something out. After all, just because your soul mates doesn't mean you have to start fucking each other. Soul mates were meant to help you, fill a hole in your life...
If this is what they needed, it wouldn't be the first time Morrigan had seen soul mates be the best of friends.
With that, Kol rushed her out of the Boarding House and back to the one that Klaus had prepared for his family, for her too, and preceded to punish her as he claimed her until Rebekah returned a while later after coming to terms with her mates.
A part of him didn't want to share her with his brothers, but he wasn't that selfish. Kol was, no doubt, but not when it came to her. She needed her other mates, and he wouldn't deny her that. Besides, just like she said before, family comes first.
Always and Forever.
