For you my Love – Chapter 9
"Klaus, you can't just let her to do this." Elena begged from the corner, wiping the blood from her temple. "If she kills Jeremy you'll never find the cure and without the cure you can't use my blood to make your hybrids."
"I told you last night, didn't I?" Niklaus stepped up, grabbing the girl by the hair and pulled her up to his eye level, causing Stefan to flinch but he was smart enough not to move as Dalia regarded him with her golden eyes. "I don't care about my hybrids. The only reason I needed to find it, along with Silas, was so we could kill him and stop him from killing my brother. But now that you've already done that, there is no need for either one of you to live."
With a wicked grin on his face he sped over to the young hunter and before anyone could even think to protest Jeremy's head was on the bloody floor, several feet from where his body laid, bleeding out.
Elena's pained cries could probably be heard for miles and as the tears ran down her face she crawled over to her dead brother only to stop when she realized she didn't know whether to go to the body or the head.
Dalia's eyes widened slightly at Niklaus' sudden action but she'd meant what she had said earlier, Jeremy was his to do whatever he wanted to. That didn't stop her from feeling it was a pity though, he was a good kid from what she'd heard from Kol.
"Was that really necessary?!" Damon screamed at them from the wall but for once Dalia didn't feel like telling him why it was.
As a human girl, albeit a long long time ago, she'd hated injustice and despite being the Goddess of Fate that certain characteristic had stayed with her. So maybe she did feel that killing the boy was wrong... But she knew Niklaus. She knew he wanted Elena to feel what he had felt, watching his brother die.
"Now what?" Stefan asked, his voice low, filled with sadness, and Dalia could see him visibly shaking.
"Now I kill the girl and we can all go back to living our abnormal lives, that's what."
A glance at the girl and the young vampire suddenly burst into flames, her screams soon enough dying along with her until the only thing left was the smell of burnt flesh and the silent echo of her agony as she'd passed on.
Sighing tiredly, Dalia released Damon from his bonds knowing perfectly well that he would come after her. The second he was free the vampire charged at her but she simply stepped aside, allowing him to hit the wall instead of her.
"Don't you see?" She asked, looking at him knowing exactly how he felt. "It was never meant to be, Damon. She was supposed to be dead before you ever grew feelings for her, just like Katherine."
"I don't believe you!" The dark vampire made a run at her again but this time she caught him by the jugular, holding him at arms length away from her, looking into his furious eyes.
"Had she kept on living the world would have come to an end."
"I don't care!" Tears were streaming down his face and Dalia let him go, pushing him across the room. "Your brother would have been killed, you would have been consumed by the darkness and pain. Bonnie Bennett would have gone dark, Caroline Forbes would have been killed by werewolfs in retaliation, Jeremy would have gone insane... And Elena would have used everyone in any way possible to get what she wanted. She wouldn't have cared less about you being willing to die for her Damon, I've seen it. Trust me..."
She walked over to where the vampire had fallen to his knees, her heart breaking at the sound of his crushed sobs.
"It was better this way."