Thanks so much for all those kind words on my last chapter means a lot every word. Been so busy but finally updated and this will most likely be the last in a while as IM off to Greece for 20 days this month so very busy but here it is enjoy and enjoy it as much as possible as the shit finally goes down. If you can find the songs on you tube and listen as you read they help get you in that moment and the pain and the feeling they going through at the time.

Track list: Dark Paradise and Born to Die Lana Del Ray

Beauty of the Dark by Mads Langer

Time To Say Goodbye by Katherine Jenkins

Blindfolded by Kris Allen

Song of Autumn by I salonisti

1 Week Later

Kol and I were laying in one another's arms in the meadow watching the little steam gently weave and find its destination through the earth and riverbank. Smiling at Kol I snuggled in to his side running my fingers over his chest slowly. Sighing happily knowing that in one day we would be free from this place and free to love one another safely.

We had spent the whole day of our Sunday swimming in the creek after a picnic, than the rest of the day making love on a fur blanket. The sun was slowly setting now. I could feel Kol begin to tense along with me knowing that we would have to return back to the house.

Tonight we were even more on edge than normal. Due to father having demanded a family meal to discuss the ways we would make changes in the house. Even Sage had been banned from this meal. At first Finn had tried to beg her place by his side but father had taken Sage by the throat and pushed her against the wall. The warning deadly clear that this was not to be fought on. Though we had never seen Finn shake so much with rage he did not challenge father and just gently helped Sage up but she ran out calling him a coward.

Finn tried to explain how he was protecting her knowing if he did challenge Fathers order he would inflict pain on her. Sage wasn't taking that as a valid reason for him not stepping up for her so she slapped him hard the blow ringing out. Sage tears fell from her eyes as she tried to remain steady before announcing she was visiting family in the nearby town. If she was no longer welcome here. Running back inside she packed up all her belongings telling Finn coldly she would be back in a few days and in that time he would have to decide if he was ready to be a real man. If not she would reconsider their engagement

.Finn looked on a broken man but was still holding it in like the perfect son that had always been, held in such esteem in both our parents eyes .Finn never complained he only complied and did his best to follow their orders. Finn just stared blankly on and Elijah and Klaus (who had barley spoken a word to anyone the last few months still letting the self-hate eat away at him) tried to comfort him. Finn after some convincing agreed to go with Kol and them to the tavern to try and put the night events behind him and help talk things through on Sage with him.

After hugging all my brothers off, I spent a lonely night listening to my Father tearing in to my mother about her planning for the meal. My ears picked up something on how she better be sure her friends will hold up their bargain or he would have no qualms in punishing them. Burying my head in my pillow to drown it out I had fallen off in to an unsettled sleep. Feeling a sinking feeling in my stomach of fear, as if something was coming that we could not control or outrun.

Kol slowly kissing over my shoulder bought me back from my daydream as I fought with the feeling of unsettlement I had been fighting to control the last few days. Smiling not wanting to worry him or make him think I was having doubts on running away with him I lent up placing a peck on his lip as I smirked.

"Sorry I was a little lost in how strong your arms were" I giggle playfully as I poke his chest before he flipped me over and laid over me nuzzling my nose pretending to be annoyed.

"Is that so? Just as I have the body of a Saxon God doesn't mean you can't answer me when I call your name sister "Kol pocking his tongue out as he tickled me softly making me thrash under him making me beg him to stop.

Catching my breath I hugged him before saying " I was just a little cold but not wanting to leave I guess" I said whispering softly. I felt Kol wrap me tighter as he run his hands over my body warming me up, telling me next time I am cold I have to tell him. After he helped me dress and pack up we walked home hand in hand till we got near the town. Sadly though even the happy moments must come to an end too soon and we found ourselves outside the door. Struggling to fight back another wave of fear that engulfed and washed over my stomach I placed the hand on the door.

The next second I felt Kol wrap me up in to a hug from behind his lips at my ear and his tense hot breaths fell over my cheek.

"Don't be scared I always will keep my eye on you, id protect you with my last breath but just close your eyes." "Think in the morning we be free from this place and hiding." "Nothing to fear if we are together. Rebekah never forget that I love you so much and in a day I won't have to hide how much, it will be just us and the future."

Kol lent down to brush the tear that had fallen from my eyes as I smiled up to him wanting nothing more to take comfort in that dream that seemed so near. Putting my best brave face on I nodded as we entered in to the Kitchen a little shocked at the scene that was waiting to greet us.

Before I even had a chance to react I was pulled away from the door and made to sit on the chair by mother, as father ran to the door bolting it the iron lock. The windows were boarded with strong oak strips of wood. The room was in complete darkness as the fire roared on in the crate, my brother's sombre expressions my only place of safety in the dark shadow our house had become.

Turning in worry back to the door I heard Kol struggling with father, as he tried to find some sense in why our house had become some sort of barricade from the inside out. Father slapped Kol hard across the face making me flinch and bite the inside of my cheek in shock. Father bought him to the table shoving his face hard against the wood the blood from his split lip staining the oak table. I began to try and beg for father to stop. However Kol begged me with his eyes to just leave it for tonight his pained expression cutting in to the heart of the tears back so father could not pick a fight with me I prayed that father would be forgiving and let him go.

Staring in to the eyes of cold and unloving father I found only sick amusement flickering on the surface. He seemed to find some hidden joke at watching Kol's blood run on the wood as he shoved him down again hard. Father than began lifting him up and slamming him down hard in his chair snarling right in his face.

"Very soon you pathetic self will thank me for all I done for this family, never think you have a right to demand things from me again."

Father drew back before hurling his palm across Kol face making him slump slightly in pain. My brother's and I let out pained noises seeing this play out in our faces as I felt Klaus reach for my hand under the table trying to comfort my pain.

Kol stared him down his breathing weak but still harsh as he let all the hate he felt for my father etch and form on his face. For the first time in my life I was scared of the stranger staring back across from me. The face of my brother replaced by a menacingly chilling person I had never witnessed even in his darkest rages. Father just took it in to add to his sick satisfaction from all the pain he had inflicted in our lives.

Turning his back on Kol he then addressed us all sharply, as mother began to place goblets of what appeared like wine down in front of us. Smirking from the control he had over the room he began to smugly walk back and forth. As he finally begin his speech, making sure we were all shaking a little in fear of what exactly he had planned for us. There was nothing I wanted to do more than to turn to Kol in this moment, he could always make the fear seem smaller less real somehow but I knew that it was too dangerous.

"Now finally you wilful children our silent we can begin and not a word is to be spoken to interrupt"

"Too long we have lived in fear in this village from the wolves, we have already lost a child at the hands of those demons that roam the night forests." Father's word chilling our bones as his venom is shouted from the other side of the room.

"We Mickelson's and no victims and your mother and me have come up with a way to challenge them, to make them know the true meaning of fear, from a threat that cannot be Killed" fathers fist clench his nails digging in as he spits the words at our shaking forms.

I look at my brother's panic written on all our faces as we witness the signs of our father's insanity and his clear intent to rage war with the wolves. Father's words cutting through our skin again as he carries on with his final message as he raises his Goblet and gestures for us to do the same.

"This is a toast to strength, to power and to domination, to the Mikelson's never being beaten or killed again…..

"This is to the start of total power forever, for those that inspire fear can never die truly….. NOW Toast with me and the reign of the wolves shall end finally."

Father voice roars across the room as he can tell we in too much shock and at a loss to follow his orders.

We all flinch as he bangs his fists on the table snapping us back to reality, slowly Finn reaches for the Goblet and winces in distaste as he chugs it down. Perhaps if the door had been open, we might have chanced fighting father but with the key in his pocket and the windows boarded up we knew the risk was too great. If we tried to tackle him and failed he surly would take his rage too far with whoever dared to challenge him. My heart pounds against my ribcage as I was forced to watch Elijah, Klaus and Kol choke down the drink their eyes reacting to the strange taste of the substance.

I feel my chin shoved upwards to stare in my father's eyes his breath stinking of the poison he slowly drowns his body in each day. I hold my breath trying not to gag at the smell, as he brings the Goblet up to my lips forcing my mouth open as he make sure I don't waste a single drop. Fighting the urge to not bring it back up I fight the warm bitter salty taste of this red substance that even the wine mixed with it cannot hide. After the drink has been forcibly consumed my father lets me go as I cough hard trying to catch my breath again.

Mother than calls Father over to the fireplace as she whispers at him shaking trying to explain something in his ear as she hands him an object,her hands shaking as a tear falls from her eyes almost in regret for what she is doing. Chancing it I turn to Kol and I smile a little in relief seeing that he is watching out for me mouthing to me if I'm ok.

The chance to reply is snatched away from me but I manage to nod before father stomps back to the table and mother turns her head to the fire her form hunched. It's almost as if in pain as she holds her hands over her ears as she begins to hum as if trying to silence some unseen horror. Turning all our heard to our mother we look on in horror at the scene clearly thinking that both our parents had truly lost their minds.

Taking advantage of the distraction Mikael moves to Finn and before Finn even has a chance to react a sword is impaled through his heart in one swift blow

The thud of something hard falling to the ground brings our attention to the other side of room as we see Finn our brother. Finn bleeding from his chest as he chokes on his own blood staring in to the face of the Man he had never disobeyed a day in his life yet his punishment was death and agony. Before I collapse to the ground all the strength drained from my body, I feel arms surround me and catch me trying to hold me up as the bloodshed continues.

Father doesn't hesitate a second as he lifts the blade upward in one hard blow as it impales through Elijah chest. Elijah stares in sadness at us his silent prayer that we will be spared mirrored in his eyes as he falls down dead. I open my mouth to scream the place down but I feel Kol wrist clamped over my mouth as he tries to pull me away. My legs having given up, crumbling like my heart from witnessing my brothers senseless murders.

Feeling bile rise in my stomach, I can't draw my eyes away from my father's smirk as he sets Klaus in his sights. Having the chance to relish having the opportunity to finally kill the son who had always been his biggest disgrace in his eyes. Niklau's unlike my brother's stand there almost in acceptance and almost in relief that he can be punished for taking Henrik out that night in the woods.

The scene in front of me drowns out Kol's words that he keeps whispering in comfort as all I can do is stare at the sight of my father. As he is kicking the living daylights off my brother smashing him in to walls and finally on the floor as he hovers over him spitting in his bloodied face. Stomping on his face as he breaks Niklaus nose now. The face of my brother barely recognisable as Father laughs over him .Standing back pleased with the revenge he is dishing out as he places the sword above Niklau's heart readying himself to strike the deadly death sentence.

Kol finally drags me to the hallways and away from the nightmare of witnessing my brother's murders. I feel the wetness of my tears drenching my face, as Kol tries to carry us to his room before father notices we are gone.

Knowing that Kol is taking us to the one place we can escape from this slaughter with our lives. When we were young children Kol and I had been left alone for one week, as the rest of the family visited a sick relative. I had been sick with the flu and Kol had whined and cried begging to not leave my side as it would be no fun without me.

Kol offered to cook for me and tend to me at my bedside, he was after all 14 and I was 12 and he was responsible enough to take care of his sister. Father more than happy to have us two away from his sights agreed and dragged our worried mother away before she had a chance to disagree.

Kol had never left my side all week and he had made me stay in his room as he had not wanted to be alone, he had confessed to me that was his greatest fear. Elijah and Finn had always gotten on best and Niklaus worked Kol to a fever pitch always challenging him. Kol was always left out when it came to the others as Henrik wanted to be like Klaus when he was younger, always chasing his shadow down. The only one who had ever seen Kol for who he was sadly was only me. Kol acted cold and unstable to protect himself, to not let anyone get too close, to have something that would make him miss them when they left him .The only person he had dared to open his heart to was me in all those years.

To try and cheer Kol up when he was taking care of me, I suggested me and him do something secret that only we would know about .I had been reading about a book with secret passages that the hero used to sneak through the villages with, so I told Kol all about the story.

Mother had insisted we all learn to read as she said there is power in words and gives us an advantage that so few had. So we spent the rest of the week building and digging through the floors a passage way under the house to the barn. All this was hidden by Kol's bed and a rug. In all those years no one had ever known it was there and we used it to sneak out so many times as children and young adults in our time.

Letting the tears fall harder over me I prayed with every fibre of my being we would escape this hell, we would tell the town of what happened and get justice for our brothers. Than we could slowly try to rebuild one another broken hearts with the love we had, so that we would live on for them never forgetting them.

Kol hurled me upright so he was able to sweep my trembling body in to a hug from behind, as his nervous hands wrestled to open the stiff latch on his door to push it open. Turning his eyes back to the hall he shuddered hearing the clanging of father staking his sword to the ground through Niklaus heart. I felt my heart shatter in to another million pieces as it shredded my already weakened spirit further. Tears fell faster again as I cried a river of mourning for the brothers who had always protected me. Keeping me safe and happy in this life .All I had left in this world was Kol and the thought of losing Kol the one I loved like no other was the most horrifying prospect I had even encountered in my short life. Shaking from the trauma I doubled over as I threw up what little I had in my body as Kol stroked my back holding my hair back.

The sound of Niklaus body being dragged in the Kitchen brought us back to being on our guard. We knew it would not be long till father noticed we had left. It was only probably due to his intense and white red hot of hate towards Niklaus that he had not noticed us missing from the room before. Kol pushed the door open as he scrambled in the darkness trying to make his way under the bed. Shakingly I managed to take a step forward entering the room and was about to close the door when I felt a shooting sharp pain in my skull. Before I knew what hit me I was grabbed and pulled by my braid out in the hallway and down to the ground. My body flung down in a heap like a dying animal before the beast moves in for the kill.

Father was grinning over me as he took in the sight of me like a scared broken bird that had lost the will to even fight. All I could do was cry further not for my life but for the sorrow of losing my brothers and the dream life with Kol we had been so close to reaching .Closing my eyes I thought of James and his little face. Thinking of his smile as I had held him, how perfect that little person was and how much he reminded me of Kol as a child. I could feel my father shock that I was not fighting or begging for my life or the fact I was smiling from the memories.

Now I wasn't scared I knew that Kol would find his escape through the passage way and I knew that through James a part of me would live on. The monster that was my father could never take that away from my eyes I let all the bitterness and spite I had ever felt for my father etch on my face. Chuckling like a mad woman, I raised my head higher as I spat at him before yelling in his direction.

"Never will you forget this night, it was the night when a true coward showed his face one who ruled with fear and hate never love"

"All those years you called us your biggest disappointments, but the fact that you are nothing but a weak drunkard bully, who will die and burn in hell is what you should be most disappointed on"

Father only sneered as he kicked me hard in the gut making me black out for a second from the intense pain. My only response was to smile on at him as I felt his knuckles split my lip in two. The blood splattering and staining his hands as his sins and anger were revealed to the world. Strangely I felt no pain only numbness from the traumatic events of this night as he went about beating me. All I prayed was that Kol had left without me, seeing that there was no way for both of us to make it out alive. Knowing that he would have the chance to live and to love again was the victory that meant father would never destroy this family completely. Father swung the sword above his head snarling as he raised it above my heart ready to strike, before he spat out his final words for me to hear before I was taken to the grave.

"Perhaps I should have really killed you all for real as after all I'm the one saving the town and my family, but you brats have never known gratitude or respect."

"Think on that when your life as you know it ends and before you enter the new one, everything that will be coming is due to my doing, you serve me little ones and that will never change" Fathers words screamed with such intensity the walls felt as if they were shaking around what was soon to be my tomb.

The fact he felt he was saving us only put it clearer in my mind that he had lost his senses once and for all, the booze truly leading him to the darkest corners of human nature. I felt only sympathy for my mother, the grief of Henrick's dad taking the fragile smart women who always put family first and turning her in to this dark schemer of this plot to murder the ones she loved most.

The Sword that was on its path to my heart never found it target as I stared on only in horror as Kol tackled him from the shadows stopping the deadly path of the blade. All I could do was scream with the little strength I had left for Kol to flee to leave me to let me die and live on for me. Wincing In pain at the sound of their blows upon one another as they fought in a deathly struggle I tried to see who had the upper hand. The blood in my head flowing as it pounded like a drum against my skull as the stakes grew more dangerous. Kol swung his fists deep in to father's gut making him double over as he dropped the sword. Both scrambled for it now and I heard myself make a startled cry of pain too terrified at the prospect of father reaching it first. Kol reacted to the sounds his eyes filled with worry for the wounds inflicted on me, but in that short snap second of worrying about my pain father had found his target and claimed the sword once again.

Without even hesitating his face twisted in a snarl as he impaled Kol through the chest laughing as he was pinned to the wall unable to move as agony worked his way through every vein of his body. Father leaned in before turning to me and then whispered venomously in Kol ears making sure I was able to hear it also.

"Oh Pathetic Little boy you might of actually surprised me for once in your life and had the chance to match me in a battle" "Yet like always you let Rebekah distract you so desperate to prove you are the brother who can protect her the most from me."

Father took a second to pull away as he twisted the sword inside him all the while as I screamed begging him to help, Kol to just let him go. That it was my words he was angry at not Kol's.

With every drop of blood that spilt on the ground and slowly filled Kol mouth I felt my will to live ebbing away from me .Now no one would survive and the love of my life, the brother that had always watched out of me was slowly painfully being tortured to death. The last images I would bear witness to in the now tragic story of my life. Not wanting to be a victim in my final moments left I crawled as fast as I could through the pain trying to reach my father's leg. Anything to distract him so he could turn his rage on to me instead. Sensing my move with sick glee my father stamped on my arm as I felt a bone snap in my arm from the force of the strike. My agonising screams pierced the house along with Kol's as he watched my body break and take more pain .Father kicked me away with his foot as If I was nothing more than a dying animal he had got bored of watching wither away .Turning to Kol he grinned his sick smile breaking over his whole face before he chuckled saying.

"Now your present for always protecting one another is to watch the other in pain, what perfect symmetry this is.

"Don't worry it shall soon be over, but it's a good lesson for you to learn before you become soldier's in this war that is coming."

"One last thing Kol don't even forget how much you are the lonely broken outsider, that hides behind his games of fun to catch the attention of his family he so desperately craves"

"Never forget in this or next life that whatever you say or do you will always be on the outside looking in even with Rebekah"

"What can I say my daughter always has had a weakness for caring over pathetic broken things, that's the only reason she gives you the time of her day as she pities the brother not good enough to be loved or valued by the others."

It broke my heart further seeing Kol struggle with his emotions trying to hide the impact of father's twisted and painfully horrid words. Slowly Kol's face turning as cold as stone not wanting to raise to father baits and taunts at his words on Kol's fears and biggest self-doubts. Kol face twisting in a snarl as he uses every last drop of energy to spit his bloodied spit in father's face. Letting all those years of hate towards our father break free from his very soul.

Father snapped in rage as he threw Kol harder back against the wall his head making a cracking sound as it smashed against the wall. Blood slowly running down the side of Kol's face in a trickle as he grunts in pain half passed out.

Hearing father snap at mother he calls for her to come and drag me through to the kitchen with the others, as he lifts Kol with the sword off the wall dragging his mortally wounded body like a broken rag doll. Kol's arm twisting reaching back almost as if trying to take mine in comfort before being dragged in to the kitchen.

Crying so hard I can barely catch a gasp of air I wither in desperation to be able to change this outcome. Mother comes to me her eyes vacant of all emotion as if in a day dream she created to escape the reality of this living hell. I scream till my throat turn raw and horse as she carries me away. Just begging her to let this madness father is carrying out to end, to save Kol to heal him…

I pleaded with all I had listing all the times she had saved people on the brink of death when everyone thought they were gone from this world. However my cries of saving Kol were met on deaf ears. Mother started to hum a song she had used to comfort us as children when storms raged on outside as she began to sing the words. Mother carried me next to a barely moving Kol and the corpses of my dead brothers laying us all out like we were sleeping peacefully through the night.

Father swatted mother away snapping at her to stop her singing as she sat down on the chair sitting over us watching us like a protective mother, but now we sadly knew how much of a lie this was.

Painfully I turned my head to the side as I heard Kol mumbling in pain as he fought to keep his eyes open as he looked out watching over me trying to help take away my fear a little. The wound on his head was flowing over his face as his breathing was becoming more shallow, his chest hardly rising to claim the air. Father noticing the movement of Kol sprang to attack raising his head back in the air as he held the sword high to the heavens.

Kol choosing not to waste his last seconds in this life looking in to the eyes of a monster pointed to his heart slowly a small smile breaking on his lips. Slowly he pointed to my heart as he mouthed with his last breath he loved me with his whole being in this life and the next before the sword was impaled in his heart. The blood spluttering as he shook violently once his body arching high from the floor and then he moved no more. The smile on his face slowly fading as his life drained away now only symbolised as a red bloody mark on the floor.

Everything else just faded from my eyes apart from the face of my brother and the only man who had truly given up everything trying to protect me in this world. The thumps of my Fathers boots echoed in my ears as he hovered above my body ready to pounce. Using the last of my frail body's energy I crept my hand forward as if reaching to Kol as the sword was thrust in to my heart and the pain of death overtook my every cell. The last thing I saw and felt before I died was Kol fingertips touching mine. Smiling in the small knowledge knowing I had found the destination I craved to be my last now, I let the sweet mercy of death drag me away from the real evil that had fallen over our house on this night.