Warning, there's a lot of violence in this chapter.

Chapter 26

It was a beautiful morning and I was truly enjoying every second of it. Hopefully Mikael wouldn't be angry at me for taking the grey mare but I thought that walking would have taken too long. I could place the flour on the other horse. He couldn't have carried me, Danica and the flour anyway so Danica and I would have had to walk. Now since we had the grey mare, we would be back home much sooner. Home… The thought made me smile. Then I immediately started to feel guilty for being happy. Poor Henrik had died a less than a week ago and I was smiling. What kind of person was I?

I couldn't even think about last night. How could I have agreed to that? Well, technically I hadn't agreed to that, Kol certainly hadn't asked for my opinion. I felt guilty now for enjoying it so much. My body's reaction almost made my blush. I remembered screaming his name over and over again like some kind of blissful mantra. What had got into me? I was so lost in my conflicted thoughts that I didn't notice the crowd that had gathered on the road. The nickering of my horse snapped me out of it. There was Helmut, Roderik and several other villagers. They were all staring at something at the end of the woods.

Instinctively I turned my head there in order to see what they were looking at. That was the biggest mistake I had ever made. I saw a spear pressed on the ground. On the end of this spear there was a head. A human head. A weak sound escaped from my lips when I jumped down and walked towards this grotesque sight.

"She shouldn't see this…" someone muttered but no one tried to stop me. I could no longer control my body; I just took one step after another until I was standing next to the spear. The brown eyes that looked into emptiness belonged to my sister. Someone had cut her head off and placed it on the end of the spear like some kind of decoration. I had no idea how long I stood there trying to open my mouth but nothing came out. Not a sob, not a scream, nothing.

"What is the matter with you people?" an angry woman's voice said. "Do you think this is some kind of play?" I felt someone touching my shoulder and saw Ayanna's face. "You poor child."

Her voice was full of pity. In that moment my bubble burst and I started to cry. I would have fallen if she wouldn't have been there. My cries turned soon into screams. I felt like my heart would have been torn off my chest. The pain was too much. I screamed and screamed until my body finally gave in. I felt someone lifting me up but I didn't care. There was no strength left in me anymore.

Tatia was dead. That was the only thought on Elijah's mind. The woman who he loved was dead. Those filthy wolves had killed her. His sweet Tatia who had never harmed anyone. He hadn't been able to protect her. That was something he would never forgive himself. Rosamund, their child, Henrik and now Tatia. No more. It was too much. But there was still one thing left. Revenge. He would make them all pay.

The thought eased his pain fractionally. There was something dark inside of him that was just waiting to be unleashed. He couldn't identify it nor even cared. He wouldn't rest until every single wolf would be dead. Filled with murderous rage he marched into his room in order to pick up his sword. It didn't matter if the sun would burn him, someone was going to pay. Sonja was lying on his bed sobbing hopelessly. Kol looked completely helpless, trying clumsily to comfort her. He looked up when Elijah walked in.

"Elijah…"

He ignored his brother and opened the wooden chest. His sword was right where he had left it; sharpened and ready for cutting some throats. He picked it up and looked at the shiny blade before walking out.

"Elijah!"

Kol stepped in front of him before he reached the front door.

"You can not go outside, the sun…"

"I do not care!" he shouted. "They will pay, that I swear."

"And they will", Mikael said calmly. "We certainly have a score to settle with them so we shall go there tonight, right after the sunset and kill them all."

Elijah stared at his father.

"You did not even like Tatia, why would you…"

"Not for her, for Henrik", Mikael interrupted him.

"Count me in", Kol said.

"And me", Niklaus said stepping next to Elijah.

"Wait, wait."

They all turned to look at Esther who seemed distressed.

"The moon may not be full but these beasts are still stronger than humans, you can not simply…"

Elijah dropped his sword and slammed his fist straight through the wall.

"I believe we can manage, my love", Mikael stated.

Esther looked at her husband and her sons, her eyes filled with sadness. At least Elijah thought that it was sadness. He didn't feel sadness or anything else for that matter. Perhaps this fact should have concerned him but it didn't. It was better being numb than feeling the pain of another loss. All he wanted was to shed the blood of his enemies and saw them suffer.

Kol placed a blanket on Sonja and kissed her cheek. She had finally cried herself to sleep. He would be back before she would wake up but right now it was time to kill those damn beasts. His father and brothers were already waiting for him on the yard. They all looked like true warriors. Rebekah had wanted to come with them but Mikael certainly hadn't allowed that. Finn had offered to come as well but he had been clearly relieved when his brothers had told him to stay and take care of his wife. Isolde had been sick for a while now and Finn didn't want to leave her side.

There was the four of them then. Side by side they marched across the field towards the woods. They all started to use their inhuman speed at the same time. Although the upcoming battle was the most important thing on his mind, Kol couldn't help but to appreciate all his new abilities. The darkness didn't bother him one bit and the running didn't exhausted him at all. He was more than a human now, he was invincible. He noticed that his father started to slow down so he followed his example. The werewolf village was right in front of them.

In a perfect sync they all revealed their swords. Surprisingly Elijah was the one who made the first move. Before Kol could even see what happened a head was rolling on the ground. Blood… After that he lost all control. They all did. At first Kol used his sword, then just his teeth and hands. He was actually tearing running people into pieces. They didn't try to fight anymore. He savaged their flesh and drank their blood. Men, women, it didn't matter. It was the most dreadful moment in his life but in a way it was also the most perfect moment. Especially the first drops of blood in his mouth. He had never felt more alive.

Then he saw Elijah's face. A monster's face… Elijah smiled while ripping a man's heart out. Mikael's face mirrored his. So did Niklaus', sort of. His face was a little different, his eyes were yellow, but he seemed to be enjoying himself just as much as the rest of them. There was nothing but them and the beautiful bloody chaos. Despite of the whole cacophony around him, he suddenly heard something from one of the tents. Someone was probably hiding there. The newfound monster in him was eager to play so he entered the tent.

There was a frail figure lying on the ground, chained with thick metal chains. Judging by the long black hair it was a woman. She was breathing heavily and clearly she was badly injured. For a moment Kol actually hesitated. He kneeled next to her and moved her hair in order to see her face. He recognized her immediately as Niklaus' lover. Her green eyes were looking at him cautiously but she seemed to be too weak to speak. Without giving the matter another thought he broke the chains and lifted her over his shoulder. Apparently she tried to fight him but he barely noticed that. He walked calmly to his brother with his struggling captive.

"Look what I found."

Niklaus dropped his current prey and looked at him with his yellow eyes. Judging by his expression he recognized her without even seeing her face.

"Drusilla!"

Niklaus lifted her immediately into his arms and looked at her.

"What have they done to you…" he muttered. "But do not worry, they are all dead now."

Her eyes widened and she tried to raise her head.

"Marius…" Her voice was so weak that Kol could barely hear her. Who was she talking about? Not that it mattered, he was feeling great. Maybe he could still find someone to kill.