Hey everyone so this is going to be my last update until November is over. I know and I'm sorry that you have to wait, but I have another story going "Abigail Gilbert" if you want to keep tabs on that over the month. I have a lot of chapters already set up for that story. So after this chapter this story is going to be on haitus.
Again I'm really sorry :(
Damon pov
"How did you know she was alive," I groaned trying to get air, but the eldest Original had me in a really strong grip. Finn looked at me with an unreadable expression before taking me by the neck and throwing me across the room. He stalked over to me slowly looking at me with a look of pure murder across his face before leaning down and reaching his hand into my chest. I gasped in pain as he clutched my heart in his hands ready to pull it out at any given moment.
"The witches talked. My sister is alive and I would like to know where she is," he snapped throwing me across the room again. I groaned in pain trying to get the wound to heal, but I was weak. The blood I had taken from Rosalia had made me full, but for some reason it was helping me at all right now. Was it because she was supposed to be dead?
"I don't know where she is," I croaked trying to get up on my feet. This time when he went at me I was ready. Intercepting his hit I grabbed his arm and threw him outside the house. I rushed out at my supernatural speed. Grabbing a wooden stake on my way out I went to stab him, but he intercepted me this time making it so that it was him who had me pinned down on the ground with the stake hovering above my heart.
"I'll give you one last chance," he growled leaning in closer to me so that his face was close to mine. "Where is my sister?" I chuckled before smirking at him teasingly.
"Oh please, even if I did know where your sister was I would never tell you. How would that benefit me at all?" I smirked at his expression got darker. The stake came down to my stomach and I hissed at the wood. Maybe grabbing a stake wasn't my best idea in the world. Although maybe going up against a really pissed off Original was a smart move either. Eh, I was always an impulsive one.
"Where is she?" He yelled in my face. Suddenly Finn was thrown off of me and was being pinned down by yet another Original. Rebekah.
"Finn, enough of this!" she yelled at him. He only growled and pushed her to the side pointing the stake in my direction.
"He has Rosalia, Rebekah," he snarled. Rebekah's eyes widened and suddenly went dark in my direction. I could just not get a break today could I? My head slammed itself against the ground in utter frustration. It was bad enough that I had one Original obviously wanting to kill me at the moment, I did not need two. Suddenly I was ripped off of the ground and thrown across the room, again. Did they have any other tricks up their sleeves?
"Where's my sister?" Rebekah growled at me. I guess not.
"Like I just said to your brother over there, I have no idea where you sister is. Even if I did I wouldn't tell you. It's not like you tried to kill me or anything," I smirked at her. She got mad and buried the stake into my gut. I groaned in pain and fell to the ground. I grabbed the stake and went to grab it only to have Finn place his foot on the stake causing it to go deeper into my gut.
"You have one second to tell me where my sister is," Finn growled at me twisting his foot therefore twisting the stake deeper. God how deep was my gut?
"Look I have no idea what you're talking about so if you would be so kind to take the stake out," I lied about the first part as Rebekah gripped the stake and took it out of gut. I sighed in relief feeling the wound starting to heal, but the feeling didn't last long as the stake dug back into my lung.
"I can hear another heartbeat," Rebekah growled, "Is that my sister?"
A second. That's all it takes for you to hesitate to answer a question before another stake was rammed back into your gut, and for the two Originals to disappear. A second it took for me to get the stake out of my lung and gut, and another second for me to zoom up to the room where I put Rosalia to rest.
A second too late. That's all it takes for you to lose something, or someone.
Rosa pov
When I woke up I found that I was in an even bigger and more luxurious room then the last one I had been in. Oh god the people had finally found me. They were going to make sure the job was fully done this time and kill me for good. I tried to calm my heavy heart, but the beating just kept going faster and faster. I looked around the room hopelessly looking for something, anything, which would help me fight off my attacker. The closest thing I could find was an old chair that was by a desk.
I kicked my foot in on one of the legs causing the entire chair to fall apart. I gripped one of the legs in my hand tightly before getting a good look on what was on the desk. There were several old pictures of a small girl and an older man. I could see the similarities so I believed that they were siblings. The little girl didn't appear to be any older than six or seven, and the man appeared to be about twenty five maybe. He held onto the small girl in a loving embrace. I didn't realize I was crying until I felt a small tear fall down my cheek.
I guess I just wished that I remember my family. Maybe I had a Mum, maybe I had a Dad, maybe I had an older brother like this. One who would hold me when I was younger, and take me out to watch the sunrise. Whoa, where had that come from? Just as I got that thought it was gone. Of course, right when I think that I would finally remember something from my past it's gone.
I heard the small door creak and I instantly whipped around to face the door with the wooden leg tight in my hand. I had it so that the pointy, broken, end was pointed at the door so that I could quickly defend myself if so needed. I ran to the side of the door that would be covered when opened and waited quietly to see if the door was going to open. Sure enough the door opened a moment later, and I was cleverly hidden by the door. I could only see the small floral patterns that had been carved into the wood many months, or years, ago and listen. I listened to see if the person would come in and leave, but they didn't.
"Rebekah," the person growled. That voice sounded very familiar to me, but I forgot where I had heard it before. Maybe this is the guy that kidnapped me and I remember his growl from when he was torturing me.
I have no idea. I'm so lost right now.
"What Elijah," a feminine voice entered the room. All I got from the crack separating the door from its hinges was a flash of blond hair.
"I thought you said that Rosalia was here," the man, Elijah I guess his name was, growled at Rebekah. He sounded angry, and that was not a good combination right now for a hostage. "I do not see anyone."
"Elijah I swear that she was here just a moment ago," Rebekah answered frantically sounding panicked and scared. Why would she sound scare that I had gone missing. She KIDNAPPED me! Am I the only one seeing reason here? "Wait," brief silence, "Do you hear that?"
Hear what? I was in the same room, and I got nothing. What was she talking about.
"Yes I do," Elijah whispered. I heard the footsteps walk around the room again until they stopped. I tried to use the volume of the footsteps to determine where Elijah or Rebekah was at the moment, but they were too lite and quick for me to determine anything.
Suddenly the door went flying back revealing me in my hiding spot.
The man that was looking down at me, Elijah, I recognized. Not from a memory though, but from the picture that I had seen on the desk where I had gotten my weapon from. His eyes locked with mine and for a moment time seemed to freeze. I swear I knew those eyes from somewhere, but I couldn't place it. His eyes recognized me though because they softened at the sight of me and before I had time to use the weapon I had 'made' he grabbed me and pulled me into his arms in a tight embrace. I felt like he was chocking me to death.
I'm not kidding this guy was strong.
I raised the weapon to his back and before the woman, Rebekah, could warn him I drove it into his back. He let out a small grunt of pain before his grip loosened and I was able to get free before he collapsed to the ground. Rebekah ran to his side in a single second and I ran out of the room. Even though I ran out of the room I was trying to be cautious because Rebekah was still uninjured. Another reason was because I had lost my only weapon and I had no idea how many people were in this house.
I must've been running through the house for hours now. God how large was this house? It must've been a mansion, no house was this big. I was starting to run out of energy to run now. I stopped abruptly finally realizing their strategy. They wanted me to run out of energy so that it would be easier to capture me again.
I slapped myself in the face for being so stupid. How could I fall into their trap so easily? I thought that I would at least be smarter than that. Maybe I wasn't a straight 'A' student in my past life. I don't know right now, my only focus is to get out of this house. I guess I could easily get distracted.
Shut up, I growled at myself.
I finally stopped running and just started walking through the rooms. Finally I found a window and looked out. I was too high above the ground to be on the first story so I needed to go out and find a staircase or something.
Again I looked across the hallway seeing if there was anyone there before I found the staircase. I could've cried in relief. Especially when I saw that the door was right there at the bottom. I gripped the handle and ran down the stairs quickly running towards the door. Maybe this whole mess would be over.
Good news and bad news.
Good news; I made it to the door.
Bad news; I felt someone's arms wrapped around my waist and pulled me back from the door. I screamed and kicked trying to fight the person off. I must've gotten a good kick or something because the person grunted and let go of me. I again tried to run to the door, and I actually got out the door.
When I saw the sunlight I had been convinced that I was home free. Until another or the same I really couldn't tell, pair of arms wrapped along my torso and brought me back into the house. I saw another person shut the door behind us, but I was fighting too hard to tell.
"God Rosa stop, oomph," I kicked the man in the knee cap as hard as I could.
"Good god Kol, can't even keep her still," another man appeared in front of me so fast that I jumped in the other man's, Kol's arms. The new guy took my legs and held them in a tight grip so that I couldn't kick either of them. Damn shame. I couldn't kick them anymore because my arms were pretty much useless at the moment.
"I swear Nik she's really strong, got me straight in the knee," Kol grumbled to the other man, Nik. Oh gods please don't tell me I was being sold.
"Let go of me!" I shouted trying to get out of their grip. What was with these people and being inhumanly strong?
"God what's wrong with you Rosa?" Nik said to me shooting me a grin as one of my legs managed to escape and kick him in the face.
"Let go of me and we won't have a bloody problem," I snarled at the two. They carried me into a very large living room where four other people were waiting, but I could feel the tension between the four as they just stared and shouted at each other.
"It was your fault in the first place," Elijah snarled at the two across the room. One was a middle aged woman who looked old enough to be my Mother, and another man who had short brown hair and the same green eyes as the other woman.
"I already explained this to you Elijah, I had no intention of every hurting Rosalia," the woman said calmly. Who were all these people? This would've never happened if I hadn't used that dead seven year olds name from the cemetery. I seriously doubt that I was a smart person way back when.
"It does not matter if you weren't going to hurt Rosalia, you were going to kill all of us!" Rebekah screamed. She had tears in her eyes and I could tell that this woman had really hurt Rebekah badly. "We're your children does that mean nothing to you?"
I had still been struggling while this was all going on and I had managed to wiggle my way out of Kol's grip. Only problem was that it made my head go straight to the floor. Or, at least it would've if someone hadn't caught me. I looked up to see the dark eyes of Elijah staring back at me. He had a relieved expression on his face with a touch of anger as he turned to Kol.
"What are you doing?" Elijah snapped at Kol. He held his hands up in surrender trying to calm Elijah down.
"Hey I was just trying to get her in here, it's not my fault she won't cooperate," Kol replied glaring at me and rubbing his knee, "Seriously Rosa why did you bloody kick me?"
"And why did you run?" Rebekah asked as Nik set me down. She had a hurt expression on her face and somewhere deep inside myself a tad bit of guilt erupted in the pit of my stomach. I hated seeing anyone upset period. Whether it was someone I knew or not.
"Why did you stake me Rosa," seeing Elijah look at me with such a confused and saddened expression did it for me. I buried my face in my knees and scooted as far away from the family as possible.
"Who are you people?" I cried a few tears escaping my eyes. They all looked at each other, but it was Kol that spoke.
"You have got to be bloody joking."
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