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SPOLIERS: Post-Chosen for Buffy. Vampire Diaries- up until the scene Jeremy kills Kol.
A/N: Happy Labor Day to all. Since there are no classes to day, I was able to take some time and write a little. Reviews are always a great motivation for me. The more feedback I get the faster I will update.
CHAPTER 13.
The darkness began to fade away from my sight. My eyes immediately recognized that I was still in the mansion's foyer. Sitting up from what felt like a pillow of some sort, I looked around as the sound of fighting reached my ears. My pillow moved causing me to look behind me.
"Kol. What are you doing here?"
Despite a black eye and a swollen lip, the younger Mikaelson grinned at me. "Ah she wakes. You didn't think we would leave you here did you?"
I was saved from answering as a loud crash sounded from my right. My eyes widened in alarm.
A angry Nik was fighting Silas. The two seemed to be trading blow for blow. Then Silas finally gained the upper hand. He wrapped his hand around Nik's throat.
"Well that was almost interesting. Well all good things must come to an end."
"No!"
My voice echoed throughout the room. Getting to my feet I flashed toward the pair, knocking Nik out of Silas' grip just as he shot his hand out, no doubt intending to remove Nik's heart. My own hand reached out and caught his wrist.
He looked at me in alarm.
"Hm. I thought you would be out longer."
Ignoring his taunt, my fist punched through his chest. The fear in his eyes would have been comical if not for the seriousness of the situation.
His own hand wrapped around mine in an attempt to remove my hand but it was too late. If he pulled my hand out, his heart would come with it.
I turned my gaze to his and smiled cruelly. "Funny, I thought you would be more of an challenge."
In one swift motion I pulled my hand out of his chest. As his body dropped to the ground, he transformed out of my face and into one that was all too familiar.
'Stefan Salvatore?' was Silas his true doppelganger?
"Never saw that coming."
"Did you see me coming?"
I spun around at the sound of a new voice. My eyes widened in true fear as I looked upon the new arrival.
"Nik, take Elijah and Kol and leave now!"
Kol spoke up then, having gotten to his feet once more. "Wait one damn minute. Who the hell is this"
My eyes never strayed away from the new arrival who leaned casually against the far wall.
"The First."
What the hell was going on? The Powers never said anything about the return of the First. The three Mikaelson brother's continued to stand in the doorway. Why was it so hard for them to listen to me?
"I bet you're wondering how I am here. See you killing Silas there threw off the balance. Hell your whole existence in this time tips the scale." The first evil chuckled, wearing some nameless face as it moved closer to me.
"You're incorporeal. What are you going to do? Taunt me to death?" I chuckled.
The First stopped directly in-front of me and smiled before delivering a punch to my face. I stumbled under the hit and stared wide eyed in fear.
"Oh yeah. You're not the only one with a nifty upgrade. I knew that Silas would need some back up, so with your presence here I was able to become flesh. Congratulations slayer. You've tipped the scale."
"Well then… What's one more?"
The first only had a second to register the newcomer behind him before his body was sent sailing into the far wall. He landed in a heap on the floor with a thud. With him unconscious for the time being, I turned to the newcomer and nearly wept in relief. The word fell from my lips like a prayer.
"Buffy."
A/N: Surprise! Buffy Summers has just entered the arena. Dun dun dunnnn. Don't worry to those who have taken a liking to my OC, this story is still centered around her. But hey, even the hero can use a helping hand.