Chapter 20

I walked down the hallway toward a room, leaving Marcel behind to find Hope. If the situation wasn't horrible enough, the place added more. I walked up a flight of stone stairs, this place really wasn't in best shape but it still holds itself together. At the top of the tower, I found her, standing by a pillar waiting for me. Her eyes met mine, a pleasing look lingered in the pools of gold.

A smirk grew on her lips, her cat-like eyes burning like fire."He was right, you would come here for the child."

"Going after an innocent child seems even beneath you, why attack the Mikaelson's?"I inquired, keeping my distance from her.

She took steps forward, approaching me."You're asking the wrong question, but if it bothers you that much. The child is powerful, I need her."She glanced over her shoulder."The master wants you alive, I don't."She lingers." This certainly makes a symbolic place to die once and for all."

"That's is if you can kill me, you won't be the last or first to try."

She pulled out a golden dagger, dread washed over me."Why don't I test out this gadget, you made it kill me why not see if it works for you too."

The dagger was created to kill a being of magic, and if I had any residing only gods knows what my fate can be. And certainly I do not wish to die tonight, I had too much to lose at the moment.

A thunderstorm emerged out of nowhere, followed by heavy rain. She took my moment of distraction to lunge at me, pinning me hard against a stone pillar. I felt something against my throat, her eyes burning in dead fury.

"I've waited so long for this, now I can finally end it all."She said, bitterly."The princess will finally fall."

I grabbed her by the throat, removing the dagger from her hand. It only angered her, she kicked me in the abdomen, pushing me to the edge of the tower. I glanced down, I was only a few centimeters from the edge. Maybe fate would be cruel.

She screeched, like an animal in pain.

I held the dagger aimed at her, glancing down every few seconds. The tiles were beginning to fall down from the edge, due to the rain. She lunged at me once again, trying to claw the dagger from my hand. I was stronger than her, but she was more powerful with magic at the moment.

"It's over now! Selene."I held onto the dagger as tight as I could, her nails digging into my wrist.

Selene grew a malicious grin."Is it? You took the life meant for me, you took Baltor from me."She pushed us more toward the edge."I was meant to have all that power you possessed, and somehow everyone runs to be your savior."

Marcel walked into the tower, holding the Hope in his arms."Elizabeth…"

I glanced at him, not allowing this to distract me."Take her and go! Marcel go!"I looked at Hope in his arms, unable to feel even an ounce of regret with my decision."Promise me, she will get home safe."

Marcel took a step forward."Elizabeth, let me help you."

"No, this is my fight. Take her and leave!"

I gasped when I felt something pierce through my skin, the dagger located between my chest. My heart began to race as I began to panic for a moment. Pulling out the dagger from my chest. I grabbed her by the neck, tightening my grip on her as tight as I could.

She laughed, manically."In the end, we will both fall."

With a flick of my wrist, I plunged the dagger into her chest. Where the heart would be, she seemed unfazed. In my mare confusion, she grabbed me by the arm as she pushed us off the tower. I gasped trying to grab onto the edge of the tower, grasping onto the old tiles that were breaking apart. Something was pulling me down as I tried to push myself up. She was still holding onto my leg trying to pull me down with her.

A flash of bats appeared out of nowhere, Vlad. He ran to grab my hand, at that very moment the tile went loose. I tried to hold on, the tile went loose. My child, my unborn child would die. Selene's grip on me went loose, falling down into her own death before me. I wasn't afraid to die, if I died right now at least I saw him one last time. And there was a part of me that believed I would die, but I wasn't mortal. The fear wasn't of breaking every bone in my body, but to lose my child.

I could see him following behind me, his hand reaching for mine only centimeters away. The bats forming from his arms and body, I tried my hardest to reach for him but even I knew it was far too late. If by my own immortality I survived, my child would not.

My sight when black, the impact felt as if I had been impaled by millions of knives breaking through my bones. The last thing I heard was my own gasp of air as I felt the impact, as I felt every bone in my body crush into ash.

Disclaimer: I do not own WC or any character involved.

I know the chapter is fairly small but this is all I could do to update today for you guys. I will update next week due to being out of school more regularly. In this chapter, I left so many questions undone? Is Selene dead? Where was Caligula? Why Hope? Did the baby survive? Well, some will be answered next week. As for the setting, I decided to use it for the reason that well I wanted to play with the characters emotions. And no Bloom is not obviously dead, but that's the wonderful part of having an immortal as the main protagonist. You can do as you please, add and take.